Chapter 829

"It seems that there are a lot of people tonight."

The man in the bamboo hat shook his head slightly, and after looking around, he set his sights on a little beggar in the distance.

"Are you Li Yang who contracted typhoid fever three days ago?"

While speaking, he walked in front of the beggar, and the dagger in his hand was accurately against his neck.

The little beggar looked at him in horror, unable to say a word, trembling all over, and his eyes were full of fear.

The old beggar next to him came out: "This sir, he is indeed Li Yang. He was praying in the rain outside three days ago and accidentally contracted a disease. He is not well yet."

The man in the bamboo hat glanced at the old beggar and smiled slightly, then his right hand swung quickly, and the dagger accurately cut the beggar's carotid artery.

"Did I ask you to speak?"

After asking coldly, he stood up silently and turned to look at the violent storm outside the window.

The old beggar fell to the ground, and after shaking twice, he was completely dead. A lot of blood flowed from his carotid artery, dyeing the small circle of ground and weeds red.

After seeing this scene, the other beggars were even more scared. Some of them closed their eyes directly and dared not breathe.

Seeing the death of the old man, the little beggar's face changed, and then he stood up with all his strength, looking at the back of the man in the bamboo hat with hatred: "Why did you kill Uncle Zhang???"

In the whole city, Uncle Zhang treated him the best.

As a newcomer in the gang, he didn't beg for enough money many times, and it was Uncle Zhang who took out his private money to block the gang's inspection for him.

The Tiger Gang crisscrossed the entire city, and there were countless beggars under their command. They would not support idle people.

As long as there is no income for a day, it is a useless person, and useless people should die.

The government dared not intervene in these matters, or it could be said that the government was also part of the Tiger Gang...

The man in the bamboo hat did not speak, but slowly raised the dagger in his hand, which was still dripping with blood, and swung it gently.

Whoosh!

The dagger flew out accurately and stabbed the little beggar's head.

"Someone wants you dead, don't blame me."

After leaving a message, the man in the bamboo hat walked out of the beggar temple very casually.

Gu Shang looked at this scene expressionlessly.

"There is a little kung fu, but it is all the most basic. Through long-term training, let your muscles and bones adapt to this kind of intense activity, plus the first reaction like a conditioned reflex..."

He did not detect any extraordinary factors in the man in the bamboo hat.

From the information he has come into contact with so far, this world is still quite ordinary.

"No!!!"

But just when he thought of this.

The body of the little beggar suddenly moved, and he stood up like a zombie and pulled out the dagger stuck in his forehead.

A large amount of blood spurted out, making a disgusting sound.

Gu Shang hugged his shoulders, leaned against the corner, and looked at the scene with some surprise.

"Uncle Zhang is the best person in the world to me. You actually killed him and want to kill me. You are unforgivable..."

The little beggar looked coldly at the man in the bamboo hat who was about to walk out of the ruined temple, and then rushed out suddenly. The whole person turned into a black line at an incredibly fast speed.

Puff! ! !

The man in the bamboo hat reacted. When the little beggar said this, he turned around and prepared to deal with it, but the beggar's speed was too fast.

He was smashed into countless pieces by the black line and sprinkled in the puddle outside the small temple.

"Interesting, interesting, a ghost really appeared!"

There was a very surprised voice from outside, and then Gu Shang saw two old men in Taoist robes walking out of the wind and rain.

One of them suddenly moved into the small temple and surrounded the little beggar one after another.

"The world has changed suddenly, ghosts are emerging one after another, it is really a disgusting era..."

One of the Taoist priests showed an extremely unhappy expression, he took out a talisman from his sleeve and threw it at the little beggar quickly.

Buzz! ! !

A golden light shot out from Fuzhou, covering the little beggar's whole body.

The body of the little beggar, as if evaporated, began to shrink continuously under the cover of the golden light, and the flesh disappeared bit by bit, turning into a skeleton.

"Old Third! What are you still standing there for? Don't make a move!"

The Taoist priest outside suddenly said.

The Taoist priest in the small temple nodded, pulled out a long sword wrapped with copper coins behind him, then pinched two fingers, and the long sword flew out, killing the skeleton.

Swoosh! !

The two Taoist priests, one in front and one behind, quickly beat the little beggar into pieces of bones.

During the whole process, the little beggar had no intention of resisting. He said nothing, but just looked coldly at the Taoist outside the small temple.

After dealing with the little beggar, the two Taoists breathed a sigh of relief.

"There are more than a dozen beggars here, and they have all seen ghosts. How about dealing with them together?"

The Taoist standing in the ruined temple put away his sword and asked with some doubts.

The Taoist outside walked in stepping on the bones of the little beggar. He shook off the rain on his body and frowned slightly: "Mortals are potential threats to us. Now the world has changed. If you rashly kill mortals to stimulate them, it is very likely to create more powerful ghosts. Let's leave it alone."

After he scanned the small temple, he quickly focused on Gu Shang.

There was no way. Among the many beggars, Gu Shang was too special.

His clothes were very neat, and his temperament was very special. He didn't look like a little beggar at all, but like a young man from a big family who came out to play.

"Where is this young man from? Can you tell me your name?"

The Taoist took out two pieces of talisman paper, pressed them in his palms, and asked silently.

Another Taoist also stood beside him, holding the long sword behind him with his backhand.

"The attack power is not bad..."

"It's weak in itself, but it's very troublesome for me now."

Gu Shang was about to answer them, but suddenly pointed behind them and said: "Gentlemen, let's deal with the guy outside first, he has resurrected again."

All the bones of the little beggar gathered together again, and this time he turned directly into a giant skeleton three meters tall.

Even a scimitar flashing with white light appeared in his hand.

"Each of you is guilty!"

"Death is your final destination, go and accompany Uncle Zhang together."

He made a hoarse voice, then rushed to the ruined temple with the huge scimitar in both hands.

"Not good, not good, this ghost has broken through to the third level, we are no match for it!"

The Taoist holding the copper coin said in panic. Their strength is only at the second level, which is no problem for them to deal with some newly born ghosts, but it is still not enough to face the third level.

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