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Chapter 219

These x special service combatants thought they were sure to win, but they did not expect that Wang Jian's calm voice without any ups and downs came out of the power grid trap.

"Not bad, very good. You have received my recognition from Wang Jian. But... I can't beat me."

Number Four hugged him tightly, unable to move his hands and feet, and did not believe that this stunt investigator had a chance to turn over and turn the tables.

You know, not to mention the use of "supernatural technological weapons", they are all comparable to the elites of the special forces in terms of their skills!

Wang Jian opened his mouth...

There was actually a small paper man on his tongue! It was only as big as the tip of his little finger.

But this paper man is actually made of red dark paper!

The talisman paper used by Taoist priests is divided into five levels: yellow, blue, silver, gold, and purple. The talisman paper used by the treacherous paper master is also divided into four levels: white, green, yellow, red, gray, and black.

Among them, white, yellow, and green dark paper is of the same level, which is actually the paper money that ordinary people usually go to graves to worship their ancestors and burn them to their relatives in the underworld!

However, according to legends from the supernatural world, only the paper money made by the paper master in the underworld has a one-to-one circulation rate.

call!!!

Wang Jian opened his mouth and let out a breath of fresh air. The red paper man the size of a little finger flew into the air with the air brush, and instantly expanded to the life-sized.

Only then did those from the X-Secret Service team realize that although this thing is human, it has a horse's head!

He was still holding a large iron chain phantom in his hand.

This, this is...

"Wang Jian, the master of the Nether Paper, please invite General Ma Hou!"

Crash.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up.

The red human body, horse-headed paper man just swung the iron chain in his hand like this.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

It was obviously just an illusory chain shadow, but it seemed that it really hit the special service members who were surrounding them. They didn't feel pain or were injured, but they were all knocked out and rolled to the ground.

As for the remaining "No. 4" who was fighting with Wang Jian in close combat, the red "Male-faced General" paper man was also tied with an iron chain from the air, and then suddenly pulled it away.

call……

Wang Jian let out a long breath and stood up from the ground. He gently patted the dust on his body. The black long windbreaker was still as neat as before.

"Wang Jian, the master of the Nether Paper, please invite General Mama to return to his position!"

After saying that, he opened his mouth and sucked.

The red human-body horse head immediately shrank back to the size of his little finger in a gust of cold wind, and got back into Wang Jian's mouth.

"Your cooperation is very good. If you didn't underestimate the enemy at the last moment, you might really be able to surrender me."

He was still very lucky and commented on the battle just now.

The black-faced man No. 1 showed a look of shame on his face, got up from the ground, and took the other team members to salute Wang Jian again.

"What the commander said is! We must obey the command and eliminate the harm of the people of Jiangcheng under the leadership of the commander."

Wang Jian nodded indifferently and said nothing more...

Just when Wang Jian and these X-Secret Service combat players were familiar with each other, on the other hand, in the evening that day, Fu Yang and Ah Huang, with the assistance of Zhang Ruoyu, took Feng Shu to the abandoned artificial lake in the school hospital.

At this time, it was getting late and there were few people coming out.

At the beginning, Feng Shu followed the secret passage of the underground altar in the forest grounds and finally escaped from this place!

However, Zhao Que raised a "ghost puppet" forbidden woman at the bottom of the lake, and almost killed the chubby ghost. Fortunately, he was smart enough to escape safely.

"I didn't expect that there were puppet people in this place! Fu Yang, are you sure he hasn't done anything evil? Otherwise, the old Taoist would definitely not spare such evil people."

Zhang Ruoyu said sternly.

Fu Yang rolled his eyes and nodded.

"The person who trained this ghost puppet forbidden woman is a senior named Zhao Que. I have reported all his information and behaviors to Wang Jian. They should have contacted him. All rights reserved for disposal are with Wang Jian. But I haven't heard any rumors recently, which means that Wang Jian shouldn't do anything to him."

He was speechless to this old Taoist priest who deliberately made him miserable like a beggar. This old guy seemed to be more strict with people from the supernatural world. But he was kind to ordinary people, and he was really like an old beggar...

As I walked along the way, I had a very good attitude towards several patients I met by chance, and seemed to have given me some instructions on how to maintain my body.

"What a strange old man!" Fu Yang could only think so.

At this moment, a voice came from behind.

"I just finished an operation and was about to go to the office to rest for a while and saw such a large group of people surrounded by the lake. It seemed that I could hear an old senior wanting to be polite to me?"

It turned out to be Zhao Que.

He was wearing a white coat and a bitter smile on his face.

Zhang Ruoyu stared at him for a while, his face calmed down a little. He stroked his beard and nodded.

"Well, it's okay. I can't see the evil spirit of sin. On the contrary, I have accumulated some merits. It's good. As a good puppet who is both good and evil, he is a good kid."

"This is an old man, right..."

Zhao Que knew Fu Yang and A Huang, and was familiar with Mr. Xiong, a rude cat. But this was the first time Zhang Ruoyu saw him. The other party looked like an ordinary old man, and he couldn't feel any leaking spiritual energy.

There are only two possibilities: either this old Taoist priest is a weak and ordinary person, or he is much stronger than him and has restrained his breath.

If you can be with Fu Yang and the others, and you are still the leader, you will definitely not be an ordinary person...

So Fu Yang quickly introduced.

"This old man is the law enforcement elder of Longhushan Dragon Hall, and is also the ancestor of Ah Huang, and the true person Zhang Ruoyu."

Longhu Mountain, the elder of the Dragon Hall!

No need to consider strength, this title alone can shock a large number of people from the supernatural world.

Even if a small family like Zhao Que is extremely powerful, he is unwilling to offend the great Taoist sect. So he quickly saluted.

Then he showed a clear expression on his face: "Fu Yang, you are here, but Commissioner Wang is going to decide to attack the underground floor of the forest?"

"Ah? Brother Zhao is very smart. You know before you even said it? The hanging is worthy of praise."

Master Xiong jumped out of Fu Yang's arms and patted Zhao Que's calves, looking like a "big brother". This fat cat likes to show off his awesome appearance whenever he sees...

Seeing Zhao Que say this, Fu Yang knew that Wang Jian must have reached some kind of agreement with him. Wait!

"Do you know what Wang Jian and we are doing? So..."

Zhao Que shrugged and spread his hands, looking a little helpless.
Chapter completed!
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