Nightcrawler: 20 Years of Peaceful Demons

Chapter 256
Mouse King, this is the Mouse King!
I feel that everyone present probably has the same idea as me - that is, everything just now seems to be just an illusion.

Shu Wang, who has been in Southeast Asia, Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan for many years, was able to do such a big thing under the nose of the Tianji Department, and the Shu King, who was still safe and sound, was beaten to the head by an uninvited visitor just like this...

Are you fucking kidding me about this?
Could it be that this is the illusion of the Shu King, just to confuse the mysterious man?

Thinking of this, I subconsciously rolled to the side, only to see that Tang Zhouming and others had rushed towards this side, and the yellow-skinned night walker also snarled and jumped down.

This group of people also felt that this was unlikely, so they wanted to cooperate with the Mouse King to kill the sudden intruder.

However, is this really the case?

I saw the mysterious man stretch out his hand, grabbed me, threw me back suddenly, and then took a few steps back, and then said: "Everyone, I have no enmity with you in the past, and I have no grievances in the present. I don't want to have too much trouble with you." How entangled, if you go away now, I can pretend that nothing happened, otherwise, with my temper, I won't give you a second chance..."

When he said this, those people were also murderous.

They probably felt that they had the advantage of having a large number of people, plus there was a vicious Mouse King, Shang Liang, and Grella who hadn't shown up, the chances of winning were great, so they didn't care about the mysterious man's persuasion at all. .

Not only that, but they are also extremely fierce, using various means, and they come up one after another. I can't help but tremble with fear and fear for that man who is not far away.

But soon, I found out that this mysterious man with a beard obviously didn't need me to worry.

He raised the lava stick behind his hand.

The lava stick was not stimulated by my demon power, it was just an ordinary stick, and there was nothing powerful about it, but in his hand, it was like the baton of the orchestra, with an indescribable The beauty of art.

Yes, from my perspective, every move of the mysterious man is full of mechanical beauty.

It is as if a master of traditional Chinese painting is painting, and a master of calligraphy is writing.

Zhang Daqian, Qi Baishi, or Wang Xizhi thousands of years ago, when a skill reaches its peak state, it is close to "Tao", and immediately has an amazing sense of beauty.

Of course, this also requires knowledgeable people to be able to feel it. For example, no matter how good a painting is, such as "Mona Lisa", for someone like me who has no aesthetic basis for oil painting, the value of it is probably not only money , and there is no other way.

And this mysterious man's stick method may be the same in the eyes of people who don't understand this method.

It was precisely because they didn't understand the power of this mysterious man that although Tang Zhouming and the others were a little apprehensive, they still launched a tidal wave of attacks towards him with the fearless attitude of the ignorant.

At the beginning, the mysterious man just tried his best to resist, not to conflict with people too much, but later, his complexion finally became a little unsightly.

Those people were fierce in their attacks and deadly in their moves, and there was absolutely no room for maneuver.

It can be seen that their killing intent is very strong.

So in an instant, the mysterious man's posture, which had been in a restrained state, suddenly unfolded.

His footsteps were constantly changing, stepping on a certain rhythm, and the figures turned into countless figures in an instant-I could recognize that the rhythm of this footstep was the "General's Order".

What does a peacock look like?

I haven't seen it before, but at this moment, such an adjective suddenly appeared in my mind.

One stick, turned into two sticks, turned into three sticks.

Then, sticks all over the sky appeared in front of that person, filling my sight, and then I heard someone shout in shock: "My God, the Mouse King is really dead, ah..."

The man's voice stopped abruptly, because he had already stepped into the footsteps of the Mouse King.

And the next second, the shadows of sticks all over the sky suddenly shrank.

There were only two people left in the field, that is, the coquettish young woman and the young girl. The two of them were sweating profusely, as if they had just been fished out of the water, and their chests kept rising and falling, obviously caused by the fierce battle just now. scared.

Of course, in addition to the fierce stick technique that makes people tremble, there is also the corpse of their companions.

Whether it was Tang Zhouming, the yellow-skinned nightcrawler, or others, they had already lay down on the ground and never got up again.

Sure enough, the mysterious man fulfilled his promise.

He will not give the other party a second chance.

Decisive, ruthless.

L……

From the top of the lava stick, there was blood falling down into the pool of blood on the ground. Because the scene suddenly became silent, I could hear it clearly.

The two women looked embarrassed, their bodies were stiff, and they dared not move.

At this time, I just realized why the Shu King didn't resist or evade at all, so he was beaten to death by the mysterious man with a stick.

The most important thing is that the moment this man decided to fight, he locked his will on the Mouse King.

That will was like a heavy mountain, pressing on the Mouse King's body and his spirit.

This situation made it too late for him to react too much at that moment. When he came back to his senses, his skull had already been smashed with a lava stick, and his brain flowed out. How could he move?
And at this moment, the two women did not dare to move at all because of this.

I never thought that a person's spiritual will can have such a powerful suppressing effect when condensed to its peak state.

The scene was silent for half a minute, and the mysterious man finally spoke.

Oh, no, what he said was ventriloquist: "You guys go, as for women, I can't kill them, try not to kill them."

what……

The mental state of the two women was on the verge of collapse at the moment. Hearing this, they couldn't help screaming, and then rushed towards the way they came from, as if this rough-looking man with a gentle face was like a devil. generally.

I saw the two fleeing, and I wanted to go forward to stop them, but I felt exhausted, and it was difficult to move forward to catch up.

Not only those two escaped, but even Shang Liang, who was thrown away by a stick before, was nowhere to be seen.

That guy must have seen that the mysterious man was too powerful to resist, so he slipped away quietly.

But before that, he should have been seriously injured.

Thinking of this, I am very anxious.

However, I didn't dare to move around, because the mysterious man in front of me just now used the lava stick in my hand to beat up such a group of people and fled, and judging from the way he shot, I could You know, he didn't use too much strength.

His fight with this group of people, to put it bluntly, was as simple as whack-a-mole.

The more so, the more terrifying this person is.

How will he treat me?

I was apprehensive, looking at him in awe and fear, while the mysterious man stared at the people in front of him for a long time, before turning around, he couldn't help laughing when he saw me fully on guard.

He smiled, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and his gentle smile made me let go of my guard for no reason.

Afterwards, he walked up to me slowly, and after looking at me, he threw the lava stick in his hand towards me.

I reached out and grabbed the lava stick. I didn't dare to stretch it out in front of me, but moved my heart at will to make it smaller.

When it finally took the shape of a dzi bead the size of a thumb, I subconsciously kicked it in my arms, only to find that my clothes were ragged and barely covered.

The mysterious man saw it, smiled gently, and wiped it off his waist.

The next second, without knowing what was going on, he took out a set of clothes, threw them to me, and said: "The homemade cloth I wove, and it has passed through two rivers, if you don't mind, put it on first. Alright, otherwise it would be a bit awkward."

I took it over and found that it was very similar to the clothes on the man, blue earthen cloth, which felt a bit like the Miao or Dong people in Xiangxi.

I hurriedly put it on, and after tidying it up, I hurriedly cupped my hands and asked, "Xiahoumo, from southern Hunan, is currently participating in the first advanced training class for practitioners organized by the Tianji Department. Those people just now are villains cited by Huang Quan, They broke into the exercise, slaughtered my classmates, and used their blood to refine evil things..."

I used the simplest words to show my identity.

Because I feel that although this man doesn't talk much and has a mysterious background, he is upright and should be a reasonable person.

I have to establish my identity first, so that I will not be killed.

After all, the solid murderous aura he made when he attacked just now still made me a little weak. At this moment, if there is any misunderstanding and he really does something to me, it will be troublesome.

"Celestial Department?"

The mysterious man frowned and asked me, "What is the Department of Secrets?"

I patiently explained to him: "The Tianji Department is a folk name, but it is actually the central organization that manages us. Their internal name is '419 Office'..."

He didn't seem to understand these things at all, so I patiently explained them to him.

This mysterious man didn't talk much, and he listened to me most of the time, and occasionally asked a few strange questions, which made me very confused, but I still patiently explained to him.

After roughly repeating it, I said cautiously: "Well, what, I have just entered this industry, so I am not very clear about many things..."

The mysterious man's face was very strange, he seemed to be smiling, he seemed to be crying, and he seemed to be full of melancholy and sadness.

However, these emotions were quickly concealed by him.

Then he said lightly: "It's okay, I almost understand."

When I saw this mysterious man, I hesitated for a moment, but I still asked, "I haven't asked senior how to call him?"

The mysterious man hesitated for a moment, and said slowly in his stomach: "My name, alas, how about it, I am from Miaojiang, you can call me Wu..."

My mind suddenly brightened, and I remembered Teacher Yang Lin's words when he talked about the heroes of the world before, and said excitedly: "I see, you are the witch stick of Miaojiang, Master Nanhua, right?"

When the mysterious man heard this, a smile finally appeared on his face.

Afterwards, he nodded and said, "Yes, I am Nan Hua."

(End of this chapter)