Grim Reaper Red Packet

Chapter 137

At the foot of the Zhongru Peak, there were three Divine Spear fighters parked.

Next to each fighter plane, there are ten special forces standing in a circle, holding submachine guns, and the pressure is terrifying.

Looking at the situation, Wei Wuji was even more certain that Mr. Xia was not looking for him for a simple meal.

This time it was not Wang Guihua who greeted him, but Hua Fu.

Seeing Hua Fu, Wei Wuji directly punched Hua Fu.

Thinking back to being beaten by Hua Fu riding on the head at the artificial lake in Yuanshui County, at that time, he only got a little bit of the ability of the Hulk, and he is absolutely different now.

With this punch, Wei Wuji was confident that he could send Hua Fu to the peak of Confucianism.

Hua Fu's face sank, he took half a step back with his left leg, swung his right fist, and threw it forward.

boom!
The two fists collided, and Hua Fu was knocked back again and again. He retreated dozens of steps before he stabilized his figure. He raised his head and looked at Wei Wuji again, with horror in his eyes.

Wei Wuji's body trembled, but he didn't take half a step back, but in his heart, he was really surprised.

This Huafu is actually a strong man in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

Obviously in the artificial lake, Huafu was just playing with him casually. At that time, if Huafu was serious, he could be killed instantly with a single punch.

Suppressing the shock, Hua Fu snorted coldly, turned around and led the way.

Wei Wuji chased after him and apologized with a smile.

Xia's restaurant has eight seats.

On the four seats, sit the four elders.

Among them, Wei Wuji only knew Xia Zhongru and Hua Zhongfei who were in the middle.

On the left side of Xia Zhongru, sat a fat old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, looking amiable and amiable.

This person is Zhou Zhongteng, the head of the Zhou family.

And on the right side of Hua Zhongfei, sat an old man with a round face, his cheeks glowed with oil, and his eyes were deep and terrifying.

This person is Shen Zhongdao, the head of the Shen family.

It is rare for the four elders of China to gather together once every three or five years.

The next four seats, there are already three people seated.

The person opposite Hua Zhongfei was Ma Hao, tall and indifferent, and he was stirring the coffee in front of him.

The person opposite Zhou Zhongteng was named Zhen Yong, who was delicate and quiet, looking down at the white steam coming out of the tea.

The person opposite Shen Zhongdao was called Li Shaolong, and he had a round face. When he heard someone coming in, he turned his head and saw Wei Wuji, and he showed a friendly smile.

"Wuji, sit down!"

Xia Zhongru pointed to the seat opposite him, which was reserved for Wei Wuji.

Each seat is a small dining table, a small chair, and fruits and desserts are placed on the table.

Wei Wuji went to sit down, feeling uncomfortable all over.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was eerie and permeating.

After entering the door, Hua Zhongfei kept staring at Wei Wuji until Wei Wuji took his seat, and his eyes did not move away.

Apparently, Hua Zhongfei had already investigated clearly, and the black-bone chicken that killed his beloved grandson was the Wei Wuji in front of him.

The homonym of black-bone chicken is Wuji, and even if it wasn't, Hua Zhongfei didn't bother to investigate any more. Killing one would be regarded as revenge.

What's more, whether Wei Wuji is a black-bone chicken or not, we will know soon.

Eating is secondary, the key lies in the purpose of eating this meal.

Everyone's appetite didn't seem to be very good, so they ate casually and put down their chopsticks one after another.

Xia Zhongru ordered someone to take away the bowls and chopsticks, and pressed the remote control in his hand, and glass walls fell around the restaurant, isolating the entire restaurant, even if the partition walls have ears, they cannot hear the sound inside.

"Wei Wuji, codenamed Wuji, is on the red list!"

Xia Zhongru spoke first.

In a word, it was like a thunderbolt, hitting Wei Wuji's body.

Wei Wuji stared blankly at Xia Zhongru, not knowing what the old guy wanted to do.

"Ma Hao, codenamed King Kong, ranks tenth on the red list."

Hua Zhongfei glared at Wei Wuji, and said while suppressing the murderous aura in his heart.

"Zhen Yong, code-named Thieving Cat, ranks No. 11 on the red list."

Zhou Zhongteng smiled.

"Li Shaolong, code-named Black Dragon, ranks No. 20 on the red list."

Shen Zhongdao smiled, and his whole face looked like it was drawn with a compasses.

Even if they meet in reality, the members of the red list don't know each other's identity.

The only person who knows the most is the immediate boss of each member. For example, Xia Zhongru knows that Wuji is Wei Wuji, but Hua Zhongfei and others don't know.

At this moment, the identities of the four of them are fully disclosed, and the other three, like Wei Wuji, are full of surprise.

"The competition will start at night. The winner will represent the Divine Spear Bureau and carry out an extremely confidential mission. The four of us are currently unaware of this mission."

Xia Zhongru breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "The guest room has been prepared for you, go down and rest first!"

Normally, if members of the Divine Spear Bureau have missions, they usually call to notify them. This time, it seemed too different.

The four masters gathered together, each selected a favorite subordinate, and competed with each other, and the final winner was eligible to receive the task.

This task is mysterious enough, but also exciting enough.

When he came to the resting room, Wei Wuji sat on the sofa, saw Bao Xuezheng's missed call, and dialed it immediately.

Black-bone Chicken Pear Juice sells a lot, but as a beverage brand, there is only one drink, and despite being ridiculed by peers, the profit is not much better.

Wei Wuji asked Bao Xuezheng to hold his temper. After this competition, he would go to Taoyuan Valley to make a few more drinks. Money is very important now, without money, let alone doing more good deeds, he would not be able to repair Brother Monkey's ruin. temple.

"Wuji, do your best tonight!"

On WeChat, there was a message from Xiaoyu.

"How did you know that?"

Wei Wuji replied full of doubts.

"This is a secret. We will all go to watch the battle. We must beat those three people down."

Lai Xiaoyu quickly responded to the message.

Wei Wuji was even more speechless for letting him watch the battle.

Nezha: Wuji, do me a favor and change something? @Wei Wuji

In the death red envelope group, Nezha's bubbling is full of bitterness.

It is almost impossible to get the elixir of the ten gourds, the elixir of the old gentleman, or the purple bamboos in the thousand purple bamboo forest.

Nezha had already tried countless methods, but after finding that he couldn't do it, he had to discuss it with Wei Wuji again.

Nezha: How about I kill a dragon for you?

dragon?
Wei Wuji was quite moved when he saw it, the real dragon is full of treasures!

Wei Wuji: Third Prince, that's the deal, hurry up!

Nezha: Wait for a few minutes, I'm already in the Dragon Valley!
Tang Sanzang: Even an evil dragon, as long as it is enlightened, it can change from evil to good. Nezha, it is wrong for you to harm innocent people like this...

Tang Seng said a lot of nonsense. I guess Nezha was rushing to slaughter the dragon, but he didn't see it.

Wei Wuji leaned on the sofa, staring at the phone screen, watching Tang Seng chatting passionately with the Hulk and others. It is estimated that given Tang Seng a few more years, American superheroes will have to shave their heads and enter the empty door.

hum!
A red light flashed on the screen, and a red envelope appeared.

But Wei Wuji was a step too slow, the red envelope had already been snatched away by Tang Seng.

This red envelope was sent by Nezha, and it contained only a black real dragon.

Nezha's brain must be broken. The real dragon for Wei Wuji was posted in the group without saying a word. With Tang Seng, the monster who grabs red envelopes, it is difficult for Wei Wuji to grab it.

Nezha: I have already given the dragon, return the fairy clothes to me quickly!

Wei Wuji: I didn't grab it.

Nezha: It's your fault for not being capable, but it's not my fault for not giving it to the dragon.

Wei Wuji: Third Prince, you forced me to do this. I will post the Butterfly Fairy Clothes to the group right now to see if you can grab it.

Tang Sanzang: Hurry up, I've heard of the beauty of the Butterfly Fairy for a long time, and the poor monk has always wanted to see her beauty.

Tang Sanzang: Cough cough, discussing Zen with Fairy Butterfly, discussing Zen!

Wei Wuji: Repetition is a cover-up, master, you have moved everyone's heart!
Tang Sanzang: Everyone has the heart to love beauty, why should poor monks appreciate it!
These words were so straightforward, Wei Wuji really couldn't find anything to refute.

Nezha: Merit Buddha, give the dragon to Wuji quickly, otherwise, I will slaughter a few more.

Tang Sanzang: Wuji, are you sure you want it? (smirk expression)
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