Zhang Yuan’s question was pressing step by step, not letting Uncle Zhong breathe a sigh of relief, and then said, “You have been reluctant to accept me as a disciple in the ship, just because you are afraid of telling Zhuge Xiaowen’s suspicion. So this is a yacht, you can’t wait, do you really think I’m better than Zhang Yuan? Tell you when I doubted you! From the beginning, I asked Zhuge Xiaowen if I could treat you Using mind-reading skills, but she said she was blocked by you. How can an open-minded old man dare to let people know his mind? More importantly, Xiaowen told me that she could not detect the ship. There are only two people in mind, one is you and the other is Long Baichuan! There is such a big doubt here, do you really think that my surname Zhang Yuan is stupid?"
Uncle Zhong was stripped of his own layers of disguise. He did not expect such a sophisticated plan to give away 100 million US dollars, but he was still seen through, and he was already starting to become angry.
"I have been reluctant to admit that you are a bad person because I think you are so old and so kind. I am a person who has never had a grandfather. When you teach me gambling in the corner, you know, I am When you saw it as a grandfather, I didn’t expect that you could not wait to show the fox tail in the end! You keep saying that your martial arts come from Southeast Asia and are incompatible with Chinese Kungfu, but what you just used is clearly the method of Chinese Taoism, you don’t think your statement It's very contradictory!"
"Haha, haha..." Uncle Zhong was exposed, but he laughed up to the sky, and then his laughter stopped abruptly, and a pair of cold electric eyes stared at Zhang Yuan like a falcon.
"You are very reasonable and accurate in your analysis. Even my old spoiler and slippery old man is beginning to admire you, but smart boy, don't you think it is too late to say this now!" Uncle Zhong said to his last eye. The murderous intent here is already obvious, and his tone is even more chilling.
"Also, you told me just now that your peach blossom kung fu has been sealed, haha, you are not stupid!" Uncle Zhong sneered, his feet had already started to turn left and right, just like when he performed the palm technique just now. Move around Zhang Yuan.
Uncle Zhong's movements are getting faster and faster. It seems that he, who has been exposed, wants to forcibly launch an attack, so he will catch Zhang Yuan.
"Uncle Zhong, there are not many masters like you this year. Why do you want to help Long Baichuan? I can give it if you are short of money. If you are threatened by Long Baichuan, we can think of a way..."
"Haha, do you think I will be short of money? You don't need to worry about my business! You are a useless person with no abilities, you still worry about yourself!"
Uncle Zhong wanted to rush over as he spoke. As a powerful superpower with magical powers, facing an ordinary person, it would be like a fierce lion facing a lamb without fangs or sharp teeth. He can at any time. Tear the other party to pieces.
But suddenly, Uncle Zhong stopped and stopped three feet away from Zhang Yuan. He was struggling, his face flushed, as if his neck was pinched.
"You lie to me!" Uncle Zhong said a few words in his throat.
Zhang Yuan stretched out his right hand in the air, standing freely, lightly, all in wa
He smiled and said, "No, my Taohua Gong is indeed sealed, and now I use it, presumably you also know it, it is... intentional control!"
After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, his open thumb and index finger tightened suddenly!
Uncle Zhong's face was flushed like a rooster, his eyes almost came out, his hands were struggling, but the most powerful thing about intentional control is that although you feel your throat is stuck, it is stuck in your throat. You can never touch that hand! No matter how strong you are, you can't break that invisible hand, because you can't touch it at all!
Oh shit! I fight with you! Uncle Zhong grabbed two in his throat, and then he desperately rushed towards Zhang Yuan, and he will drag you to hell if you die!
Facing the dog jumped over the wall, Zhong saw Uncle Zhong's feet lifted off the ground, hanging in the air, his feet swept vigorously, his hands waved aimlessly, and the sound of Gada Gada was made in his voice.
He can't resist, he can't get close to Zhang Yuan, he has only a dead end!
Uncle Zhong’s ferocious and angry eyes disappeared, and replaced by unspeakable fear and pleading. At that moment, he really felt fear. The fear of death, he begged with his eyes, and he hoped that Zhang Yuan could do it. Forgive yourself an old life, he is pitiful, he is willing to be a slave, he just wants to live...
Finally, Zhang Yuan released his hand, he couldn't bear to kill this old man, and more importantly, if Uncle Zhong was captured, it would give him a strongman.
But things were always not as beautiful as imagined. Uncle Zhong fell to the ground. He coughed vigorously and rubbed his throat. After his breathing eased, he got up.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Zhong got up and didn't thank the man who was deceived by him and spared his life. Not only was he not thankful, he stared at Zhang Yuan viciously.
Just when Zhang Yuan wanted to pinch his throat again, he saw Uncle Zhong jumped again like a god, mysteriously.
Uncle Zhong became eight at once!
"Haha, hahahaha..." Uncle Zhong laughed triumphantly, "Boy, forgot to tell you, those who do big things don't have the benevolence of women, especially the drowning dog is going to kill, otherwise you will wait to regret it!"
Zhang Yuan looked at the eight people around him and smiled helplessly. He had no choice but to clap his hands and said, "Uncle Zhong, it is a good method, but you really don't want this chance to follow me?"
"Don't dream!" Uncle Zhong refused.
"Oh..." Zhang Yuan sighed and raised his head and said: "I also forgot to tell you, Uncle Zhong, every time I am a woman of benevolence, it must be my winning streak. I will never fall into myself because of my soft-heartedness. In desperation."
"Oh? Hold on to the victory? I want to see how you can tell which is me and which is the shadow. Give you 5 seconds, and then you will wait to be struck by lightning! Hahaha..."
Uncle Zhong’s laughter did not last long, and it didn’t take a second. Zhang Yuan had already stuck his throat again, his wild laughter was stuck in his throat, his seven shadows disappeared instantly, and his eyes were full. He couldn't believe it. He didn't know where he was flawed. How could this kid see at a glance which was his true body
"Uncle Zhong, it can be considered an acquaintance, I will let you die!" Zhang Yuan said with a cold face: "Although there are eight of your figures in different directions, only one is you, and the others It’s just a shadow, so just look at the direction of the wind and simply analyze the direction in which your clothes are blown by the wind. It’s really easy to know which is your real body."
Uncle Zhong gave up the struggle, he was convinced that he had lost, he did not beg, and begging was useless.
"Before sending you on the way, I'll give you another piece of advice, Uncle Zhong, who treats others as fools, in fact, he is not smart.
After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he kneaded and squeezed with two fingers. Uncle Zhong’s throat was quickly crushed. When his body fell on the deck, an antique booklet slipped out of his clothes .
The pamphlet is a bit bad, but the black official letters on the cover are very interesting, "Fanyun Palm in Eighty-Eight Sixty-Four Style".
"Well, yes, Jiaojiao must like it. I didn't come out for nothing."