Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 127 Zhang Zhiwei: You dare to call me Uncle Ugly Face, you are already seeking death

"Uncle He, am I okay?"

Before little Joseph came, he had apparently been introduced by his father and had some understanding of the identities of the two Oriental people in front of him.

It has to be said that Joseph's tutoring was very useful. Little Joseph, who was brought up completely like the head of the family or even the president, was very strong mentally. As a teenager, when he saw two huge poisonous insects crawling out of his body, he not only suppressed his fear, but even opened his mouth to ask questions.

"Well, he should be almost healed. Great Elder, please come over and check this kid again."

In He Songling's insect vision, there was nothing wrong with little Joseph, but it was still reliable to call the professional players over to take a look.

The equipment of the professional players was obviously much more ferocious than that of He Songling. They were both huge long worms. Without comparison just now, other people felt there was no difference. But now, the two next to He Songling were clean and shiny, with round heads, and looked honest and cute.

The two that crawled out of the elder's sleeves were different. They were pitch black, covered with scales, and had triangular faces. If He Songling's two worms looked like pet reptiles, then the elder's two long worms were definitely terrifying poisonous insects.

This is also normal. The elder's insects are cultivated with the blood and poison day and night. Not only are they stronger, but they are also cultivated by the master's blood for many years, so they will naturally change to the master's personality. What kind of good person can the elder of the Medicine Fairy Association be? It is natural that his insects look like villains.

However, He Songling's insects had only been fed by Wei Shufen and had not undergone any rituals or refinements. He Songling also used Qi to control them, so there was naturally some difference.

"Uh uh..."

No matter how strong little Joseph's mentality was, he was only a fifteen-year-old boy after all. When the two worms of the Great Elder drilled into his body, his body could not help but tremble.

Seeing this, He Songling started chatting with him, trying to divert his attention.

"Boy, do you have a hobby?"

"Yes, I like extreme sports, such as skydiving, skiing, and bungee jumping. I yearn for the sky, which is full of freedom and makes me feel peaceful." Joseph said about his hobbies with excitement on his face: "My dream is to become a pilot in the future!"

"Ah! Good, you have a promising future, kid, you have a promising future." He Songling gave a thumbs up. Little Joseph joined the army as a pilot during World War II and died in a plane explosion. The hobbies of this child are so similar to the cause of their death that it is hard to say whether it is destiny or something else.

But now that the curse has been lifted, it is hard to say whether these two will suffer the same fate as in the original history.

"Boy, do you want to fly?" He Songling looked at little Joseph with a strange smile. Your parents just abused me, a single dog, in front of me, now the son has to pay for the father's debt.

Little Joseph seemed to be completely unaware of the danger and nodded excitedly, "Okay, okay, I heard from my dad that Uncle He and Uncle Ugly Face are both people with special abilities."

?

Ugly-faced uncle?

Are you talking about me?
Zhang Zhiwei originally wanted to stop He Songling from abusing children, but now it seems that this kid is simply seeking death.

He took out a lightening talisman and slapped it on little Joseph, "This will make you fly higher, kid."

"Wow, seriously, I feel as light as a feather right now - ahhhh!"

Before Joseph finished speaking, He Songling's inverted eight-direction catapult was launched, and it was thrown out of the gate like a cannonball, drawing a circle and flying hundreds of meters in the sky, with screams echoing around. Fortunately, Joseph was rich enough, and there were no other houses around the villa, otherwise the neighbors would have called the police.

"Come, you kid over there, come here too." Little Joseph was a simple-minded man, but the elder was able to read people's expressions. Seeing that little Joseph was indeed being punished, he secretly felt lucky that he had taken out the Gu in advance, otherwise his Gu might not have had a good ending.

John didn't understand the Chinese spoken by the elder, but when he saw his brother's miserable condition, as well as the old man with a hideous and weird face and the strange insect in his hand, he was so scared that he took two steps back and fell down. A stream of warm and wet water flowed out from the lower front part of his body.

"Oh shit..."

He Songling was frightened. From what Joseph meant, they would stay in this villa in the United States. He couldn't let this kid pollute his house. He turned around and threw the man out of the window along with the warm and wet water flow, and went to accompany his brother.

"Is the curse in that boy's body gone?" He Songling asked.

"The biological poisonous insects are definitely gone, very clean. As for other fate or Yin God curses, you two are experts." The elder nodded and said, "The younger one..."

He Songling said nothing and closed his eyes.

After a while, he hooked his index finger and two long insects flew back from the window.

"I can't see it. Let me send your Gu up there for another check."

John had unexpectedly few poisonous insects in his body, only slightly more than his mother. Compared with his father and brother, he could almost be called "clean."

He Songling was worried at first that the poison in his body was deeply hidden, but later he figured it out: the current head of the family is Joseph, and the next head of the family is little Joseph. John is now being raised as a playboy and a waste, and he is young, so naturally the poison cannot be reflected on him.

By the time the curse on his father broke out and he had a stroke and could no longer speak, his brother had already died, and he himself had become president, it was equivalent to taking over the luck of both his father and brother, and at the same time carrying the family on his shoulders, as well as the luck of a country. Naturally, things were completely different then.

The night before Le Zong's death, He Songling estimated that even the Great Elder could not clear the poisonous insects from his body.

But now, Zhang Zhiwei didn't even need to take action, He Songling alone cleared out all the poison in John's body.

After a while, the Great Elder's Gu also flew back and nodded to He Songling: "No more."

It was not until this time that Joseph and his wife, who had been doing something in the inner room, came out.

"It's solved, my friend." He Songling spread his hands at him.

"Oh my friend! You are the savior of our whole family!" Joseph's eyes lit up on the spot.

"Okay, okay. You are taking advantage of my billion-dollar business, so I will definitely make sure your family lives well." He Songling was not being polite. If it weren't for the scale of several hundred million dollars in the North American market, he wouldn't bother to care about the life and death of an old white man.

"Let me ask you something. Do you know where there are people like us here?"

(End of this chapter)