Twilight Boundary Chapter 602

Chapter 602: A sneaky little hunter

“One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight…”

"All eight flags were removed?"

The sudden scene caused the expressions of countless people in this Yanzhai to change.

The Yan family treated each other with courtesy just to invite the ghost to show up and reason. Even if it didn't work, they would each show their skills and fight to win or lose, instead of directly drawing a sword at each other.

I just saw this knife-catcher coming in from the front door, but he did not raise his flag and rush into the formation. I thought that the plan was 70% successful, but who would have expected such a change?

Not only did he pull out the flag, but he also pulled out eight flags. Does this mean that his strategy of fighting and reasoning is really just about killing people?

The most terrifying thing is that those outside guarding the flag and watching the formation are all very capable, but they didn't even hear any movement, and the flag was already taken away...

...It is said that the four major officials in Zhenzheng Mansion are just a joke, but where did they get so many minor officials?

This extremely surprising and shocking change made everyone in the room feel caught off guard. They looked at the masked people around and sneered at their own "little ghosts", and their expressions couldn't help but panic. At what point, under normal circumstances, shouldn't it be that ghost hunter who came to Guazhou to kill people, and was beaten by a group of people alone?

Why are we the ones being surrounded now?

"Okay, good!"

But also in the panic, the master of the Yan family suddenly spoke.

Now a sudden change occurred, and everyone was in shock, but the master of the Yan family suddenly took action.

This master of the Yan family is actually not a member of the family. He only reads the books of sages and learns the art of assisting the emperor, and is not contaminated by these strange laws. However, his face darkened, but he was extremely majestic:

"The iron gate of Yan's Mansion, how can you, a gangster, break into it without permission? Take it down first, and then ask about the crime of breaking into the Mansion!"

"Why?"

A group of ghost hunters had just gotten together, and their eyes were full of excitement. Suddenly they heard this shout, but they were a little surprised.

'Oops, do you really want to do something? '

And everyone who was invited to the Yan family's house to drink suddenly became worried.

They had to come because of the face of the Yan family, but they probably didn't want to actually take action. But they didn't expect that the situation had reached this point. The master of the Yan family had spoken, and they couldn't help themselves.

After all, in Guazhou, who could ignore Master Yan's order?

As his mind was spinning, someone snatched it out. Raising his hand, he grabbed a walking ghost who had a strong smell of blood around the banquet and shouted:

"You are the worst offender, so I'll do the surgery on you first!"

This person is Mr. Gongyang, who has the sharpest eyesight and the fastest reaction.

The master of the Yan family spoke. Those who were invited here had to bite the bullet no matter how hesitant in their hearts. But even if they had to take action, they still tried their best to avoid taking action against the big stalker and grabbed a small one first. Besides, he was the first to obey orders and had a good-looking face. Even if he took a small knife, even if he offended the Zhencong Mansion, the offense would be lighter.

Even if you have to fight with that ghost in the end, don't be the first one to attack him!

And the little court official he chose actually wore a rabbit mask on his face and bared two big teeth. He looked a little dazed at first glance, and he was the easiest to capture.

He snorted coldly and grabbed the opponent's chest, then used his unique skill to pinch his neck and throw him to the ground.

Unexpectedly, the opponent raised his hand to block the catch, then turned his hand and slapped Mr. Gongyang on the face, cursing: "Who are you catching?"

"Um?"

Mr. Gongyang was stunned by this slap.

What's going on?

This seemingly random grab was intended to establish prestige and gain the upper hand, and he put all his life-long skills to use.

In such an unexpected situation, no matter who is caught, it will be done accurately. It can be said that even if the other party enters the house to stay up late, he will have to find a way to break free after he has caught him. However, Now, the arrest of this humble little official has somehow failed? The other party even slapped me?

No, where did he get that slap? Why didn't you see clearly?

"Damn it, you dare to take action? Cut him!"

But at this moment when the rabbit was rising and the falcon was falling, Mr. Gongyang, who had been slapped, was confused in his heart. Unexpectedly, the court officials around him were much more angry than him and were already angry.

His grabbing was like poking a hornet's nest. All the masked knife-catchers were furious. After shouting, they rushed up and started beating him.

During this period, I didn't even see the knife-catching lobby knife giving any orders...

Wow!

Some held knives, some held guns, some raised their hands with silver needles, some retreated behind others and began to quietly burn incense and draw talismans, and some grabbed a brick from the corner and rushed over in an instant. Regardless of who was sitting at the table, the person hit him head-on, shocking all the martial arts masters at the table, and they were forced to catch it in a hurry.

"How brave!"

The old man with a long beard sitting in the host and guest seats was Mr. Liu from the south of Guazhou City. He was good at swordsmanship. When he saw so many ghosts and little swordsmen being so reckless and fierce, he slammed the table and stood up. He stood up, took a deep breath, and his chest swelled clearly. Then he shouted, and a white light suddenly came out of his mouth and rolled towards the four or five people in front of him.

It was the unique skill of Jianwan that he had practiced for decades.

Unexpectedly, those sneaky little knife-catchers faced his unique skill and were startled. They yelled and jumped away, and even pushed up a person who was retreating slowly.

The guy wore a sheep mask on his face, and he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat when facing the sword light.

Suddenly, he lifted up half of the mask, revealing his mouth. He opened his mouth and bit the flying sword in his mouth.

The next moment, he hurriedly pushed down the mask again and said in a low voice: "Dad was scared to death..."

"I almost showed my face..."

Mr. Liu was so angry that his whole body was trembling: "That's my flying sword. In order to practice this unique skill, how much iron gall did I swallow and how many silver needles were tied to my tongue?"

"After twenty years of hard training, I only have these three sword lights, and you just opened your mouth and swallowed them?"

"...You swallowed my flying sword, and you're only worried about showing your face?"

He was frightened and annoyed, and he burst out in anger. He took another deep breath and was about to blurt out the second flying sword.

But before he could spit out the flying sword this time, something black and sticky suddenly hit his face. The salty and wet paste filled his mouth and face, and forcefully forced the flying sword back into his stomach.

But some guy actually picked up a large bowl, put the soup and vegetables on his mouth, and forced his second flying sword back.

Before he could raise his hand to wipe it away, another brick was hit on the back of his head, and stars suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"You are so bold, how dare you come to Yan's Mansion to act wild?"

On the other side, Mrs. Li from the Qiaoshou Pavilion was furious. She thrust her back into her waist, and a series of paper cuttings flew out of her waist pouch.

They were all paper figures and horse soldiers cut out of white and red paper. They flew into the air and rose up in the wind. They wielded their swords and shouted to fight and kill.

It was really like a troop of soldiers and horses, rushing towards those strange group of ghosts.

But among the group of little knives, only one person jumped out randomly. He was wearing a cow mask on his face, facing the paper man and paper horse. He snorted and spit out two sprays from the two nostrils on the mask. The green flame came and instantly burned the paper man and horse to pieces.

Aunt Li was so shocked that her heart jumped into her throat: "What kind of magic is that? Can it break my magic?"

"I don't know the heights of the world, I'm looking for death!"

On the other side, those who can sit at the same table as Master Yan are all strange people, and they have already taken action.

The protector general under King Iron Threshold was the most ferocious. With anger, he suddenly pulled out an iron whip from his waist and swung it hard towards his side.

His swing was powerful and heavy. With the strength of his body as a watcher of the year, he was afraid that three or five people would be whipped in half by his whip.

Unexpectedly, the whip was only half-swung, and someone beside him reached out and grabbed it without moving.

The other party looked at the whip curiously and saw that it was a good object filled with evil spirits. He immediately stretched out his hand and pulled it, shouting: "Quickly let go, give it to me!"

The general protecting the Dharma was also shocked and angry. He was stunned on the spot. He felt that the iron whip seemed to be about to escape from his hands. He grabbed it with all his strength and refused to give it to him.

"So brave, so brave..."

Seeing this chaos, Mr. Yan was trembling with rage. He was angry, surprised, and even a little frightened:

"Is this a **** descending to earth? Where are so many masters coming from?"

He knew very well how many experts there were in Guazhou, and the most capable ones were sitting at his table.

However, this ghost sect is notoriously in decline, so where did it come from that there are so many ghost hunters who seem to be fooling around, but each one of them has an unpredictable ability?

It seems like anyone you pull out at random is more capable than the ones you invited?

The most important thing is that among so many ghost hunters, they seem to be of all kinds, doing everything, but none of them look like a ghost...

"Good guy..."

The walking ghost Da Zhu Dao Hu Ma, who was wearing a smiling mask, also felt lively when he saw this scene and sighed inwardly.

"Don't drop the chain..."

At this moment, a woman with a mouse mask on her face appeared next to her. Listening to the voice and looking at her figure, she was none other than Miss Red Wine. She whispered:

"What kind of nonsense is this? That silly young master is really so generous, and you are so worthless as to spread the reputation of a small court official?"

Hearing the resentment in her words, Hu Ma could only smile awkwardly, thinking that even dogs couldn't look down on the position, so why should it be so delicate?

Miss Red Wine lazily reminded: "I know you are setting up this reward to see the background of these reincarnations, but they are actually looking at you!"

"After all, he is the organizer of this rally. If he can convince them without showing off his skills, he may not be able to hold him back when the meeting comes back."

"clear!"

Hu Ma took a deep breath, unsheathed the official sword in her arms, squinted at the scholar in white, and said with a smile: "It's almost midnight."

(End of chapter)

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