Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 345 Uncle Feng
When Feinan came to the seventh floor, he saw Cao Dahua squatting on the stairs with a pencil in his mouth, bored.

"Brother Nan, you're here."

Cao Dahua exhaled a puff of smoke and came up to meet him.

"Why are you outside?"

Feinan asked as he walked.

"Oh! Forget it."

Cao Dahua complained, "That Uncle Feng doesn't look like a policeman at all. I look more like a magic stick. When he came, he walked around with a plate, and he didn't answer any questions. He just said he wanted to see you. Brother Nan, is he a liar? Don't be fooled by him. "

"Don't worry, I have my own measure."

Feinan led Xiaobai to the door.

The door kicked open by him remains in its original state, but the door has been cordoned off.

Raising the cordon, Feinan leaned in. In the bedroom, a tall and thin middle-aged man was walking around with a compass, muttering something.

"Strange, strange..."

"Uncle Feng."

Feinan greeted him.

Uncle Feng turned his head and opened his mouth in surprise. Feinan's tall and strong figure surprised him.

While he was observing Feinan, Feinan was also observing him.

Uncle Feng is a head taller than Brother Lin, and also stronger.

"Are you Officer Fei?"

Uncle Feng put away the compass and walked towards Feinan.

"Hello, Officer Lin."

Feinan walked into the room, stretched out his hand, and revealed Xiaobai behind him.

Holding the door frame with one hand, Xiao Bai stared at the compass in Uncle Feng's hand, sucking his finger.

Uncle Feng glanced at Xiaobai and didn't care, but just as he looked away, he suddenly froze, stopped, and stared at Xiaobai firmly.

Sensing the look in his eyes, Xiaobai grinned embarrassedly, revealing two pitch-black canine teeth.

"careful!"

Uncle Feng yelled, raised the compass, and rushed over with big strides.

Feinan was taken aback, and quickly scanned the map, but found that his cursor hadn't turned red, so he let go of his clenched fist.

Uncle Feng's target was not him, and he ran forward in two steps at a time. Uncle Feng pushed Feinan away, raised the compass, and threw it at Xiaobai's forehead.

Xiaobai held his finger in his mouth, looked at him suspiciously, and didn't dodge.

Uncle Feng couldn't help trembling when he saw that he was not moving.

Actually ignoring his attack, it really is the spirit corpse king.

Suddenly, his eyes blurred, his wrist tightened, and a big hand came first, grabbed his wrist tightly, and supported the compass again.

Looking in amazement at Fei Nan who reached out to grab him on the right, Uncle Feng became anxious, pushed hard, and shouted, "What are you doing? Get out of the way!"

However, Feinan didn't move at all. Instead, he pushed him aside with all his strength.

"you?"

Uncle Feng took two steps back, regained his footing, looked anxiously at Xiaobai, but was surprised to find that he was still standing by the door frame, sucking his finger in doubt.

Opening his mouth in surprise, Uncle Feng looked back and forth between Feinan and Xiaobai, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Uncle Feng, it's inappropriate to hit my son as soon as we meet, right?"

Feinan looked at him, smiled and pulled Xiaobai over.

"Your son?"

Uncle Feng looked at Xiaobai who was dangling with his calf in his arms, his eyes widened, and he blurted out, "Do you know what it is?"

Looking down at Xiaobai, Feinan shook his head and said, "I don't care what he was before, anyway, he is my son now."

"Bullshit!"

Uncle Feng blushed with anger.

Since Feinan said this, it meant that he knew the identity of the Spirit Corpse King.

"You know what it is, and you dare to let it get close? Have you lived enough? It's just nonsense!"

Uncle Feng stared at Xiao Bai, wary of his every move.

"Uncle Feng, don't be too nervous. If you are afraid of Xiaobai, then I'll let him wait for me outside."

"You gave it a name..."

Uncle Feng felt like vomiting blood.

"Godfather hug me."

Xiaobai reached out to Feinan for a hug.

(ΩДΩ)! ! !

Uncle Feng's eyes widened in shock, and pointed at him tremblingly: "It...it can already talk?!"

"He can talk, can't he?"

Leaning over to pick him up, Feinan moved his face closer: "Kiss me."

Seeing Xiaobai kiss Feinan on the cheek, Uncle Feng almost jumped up. Seeing that Feinan was not injured, he heaved a sigh of relief.

"How... how did you subdue it?"

Uncle Feng approached two steps cautiously, looking at Xiaobai warily.

"Conquer him?"

Feinan shrugged: "He took the initiative to come home with me."

The corners of his eyes twitched. Uncle Feng stared at Feinan, making sure he was not joking, and said with a complicated expression, "You don't even know how lucky you are..."

"Do you know him well?" Feinan asked curiously.

"Do not."

Uncle Feng shook his head seriously: "No one dares to say that he understands a spirit corpse king with this level of spiritual intelligence."

"The corpse king?"

Feinan repeated in a low voice, looked at Xiaobai thoughtfully, lowered his head and touched his forehead, and said with a smile, "Why are you so good?"

"Whee!"

Xiaobai covered his face with his hands and smiled embarrassedly.

"Oh my god, it's amazing..."

Uncle Feng looked at Xiaobai who was communicating with Feinan in amazement, and sighed, "No wonder the aura here is so thin, the corpse king was here last night, right?"

"His name is Xiaobai."

Feinan emphasized, and asked, "What do you mean by Spirit Corpse King?"

"Zombies with signs of activation are corpse kings, and corpse kings that regenerate their intelligence are called spirit corpse kings."

Uncle Feng explained: "Spiritual corpse kings like this... like Xiaobai are at least at the level of longevity species. Once they go crazy... the consequences will be disastrous!"

"Longevity?"

Feinan was a little puzzled.

"Have you never heard of longevity species?"

Uncle Feng was a little surprised: "Aren't you a practitioner?"

"A practitioner?"

Feinan didn't know if he was a practitioner, so he said, "I've just started to get started, and the one-eyed Taoist priest of Nanmao is my master."

"One-browed Daoist? I seem to have heard of it."

Uncle Feng shook his head, and said with a complicated expression: "You don't even know the longevity species, but you actually subdued a spirit corpse king. I really don't know if you are lucky or unlucky."

"Can you tell me about it?" Feinan said with a smile.

"Then tell me first, how do you know me?"

Uncle Feng asked seriously.

Feinan babbled casually: "My senior brother is called Lin Zhenying. He told me that there is a man named Uncle Feng in Dongpinggou who is very knowledgeable. If you have any problems, you can ask him for help. If you are in trouble this time, I will ask my colleagues to help you find it." you!"

"Lin Zhenying? That sounds familiar..." Uncle Feng thought hard for a long time, but he didn't remember when he knew this Lin Zhenying, so he simply put it aside and asked, "You came to me to deal with the wraith in Zhang Mingzhu's body?"

"Yes."

Feinan nodded and said, "That Zhou Xingxing was my friend. Zhang Mingzhu robbed his gun and killed Qian Shucheng. But because there were no witnesses, Zhang Mingzhu was haunted by resentful spirits, so he couldn't explain the situation."

"I have no experience in this kind of situation, so I want to invite a real expert to help Zhou Xingxing prove his innocence."

"I'm not a tall man."

Uncle Feng shook his head and said, "I checked Zhang Mingzhu's situation before I came here, and the spirit haunting her is a bit complicated. I guess, when you found it, there must be other spirits accompanying it, right?"

(End of this chapter)