"Twist his head hard and tighten his neck, so he won't come back to life!" Alpaca, who is giving orders behind me? Am I coming back to life
My mother cried and begged behind me: "Please let my son and Shen Bing go, they are not dead..."
Someone shouted, "Get out of here, get out of here!"
There was a lot of noise inside and outside the house, which made my head hurt. But the five ghost boys were already in front of me and were about to penetrate my body. This time, I was really going to die. In this flash of lightning, I understood the real intention of the group of people behind me. They used me to revive and lied that I was a corpse, and then they restrained me from moving and let the ghost boys kill me. My "corpse resurrection" was successfully dealt with. They did a good thing! I was dead in the first place, who would know what was going on
Listening to my mother's cries and begging, and seeing Shen Bing being strangled by someone, her face was black, and she was about to suffocate, the desire to survive that I had cultivated during my years of special forces career was aroused, and a breath rose from my dantian. I screamed "Ah", raised my head back hard, and "bang" hit the thigh of the man behind me, knocking him back. His arms naturally relaxed, and I took the opportunity to break free from him, turned over, rode on Shen Bing, and punched the man behind her in the face.
It happened in a flash, and my action was completed almost at lightning speed. Just when I was riding on Shen Bing, five little devils rushed past me. They were so fast that I didn't have time to stop, and they passed through the body of the person behind me!
“Ah…” The man only uttered half a cry before his voice froze immediately and his entire body froze there. In an instant, his entire body turned black and he became as motionless as a black stone sculpture!
At the same time, my punch blew open the man's face. I was in the special forces, known as the "Iron Fist", and there weren't many people who could withstand a single blow from me, let alone a delicate face. As he screamed, I heard the sound of bones breaking. His nose must have been broken, and he fell backwards.
Shen Bing fell into my arms, covering her neck with her hands and coughing violently. Fortunately, I acted in time, otherwise if I was a second slower, she might have returned to the underworld again.
Only then did I have time to look up at the situation in the house. My shop was not very big, but it was full of people. My mother was kneeling in front of a man in his thirties, begging for mercy. Next to her stood a middle-aged woman who looked very fierce, definitely a shrew. But I didn't know why I felt a little scared looking at her for no reason.
There were more than a dozen other people who looked like hooligans. I knew some of them. They were ruffians in the town who were idle all day long. Wang Zijun was there too. He was squeezed by the group of people at the door. He looked anxious, but he couldn't squeeze in. There were people everywhere outside the door, but they all stood far away. It seemed that they were not scared away by my "resurrection" and were still watching the fun. In this respect, country people are better than city people. They are braver.
When my mother saw me turning over, she immediately stood up and called out in surprise and joy: "Xiaofeng, are you really back?"
I nodded vigorously at my mother, and I couldn't say much at this moment, because after the five black air passed through the man, they immediately turned around and rushed towards me. I was ready, and when they moved, I rolled over to the shelf, opened a drawer at the bottom, grabbed a handful of yellow talismans, and threw them into the air with my arms.