Thriller Night Talk

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan walked quickly in the corridor.

Gunshots could be heard faintly, but the distance was a bit far, and it was difficult for Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan to judge the correct direction.

There are dozens of rooms in such a big mansion, but there are only five people living there, one of whom is an old man who is seriously ill and unable to take care of himself in bed. It is really too spacious.

Without thinking about it, I knew that it was impossible to tidy up such a big house with only two maids.

Therefore, except for the places that are often used by people, the furniture in the empty room is covered with white cloth, which looks miserable and bleak.

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan found a landline phone in one of the rooms. They picked up the receiver and put it close to their ears, but they couldn't hear any sound. It was difficult to judge whether the line was disabled because the room was abandoned. Or the phone line was cut by an intruder.

"Otherwise, should I go out the window and ask for help?"

Wei Fuyuan angrily dropped the receiver and suggested to Beiquan.

"On the second floor, I can easily jump down."

"No."

Beiquan decisively rejected Wei Fuyuan's proposal.

"Do you remember how far this manor is from other buildings? Without a car, do you plan to run all the way to find someone for help?"

Dezhou is located in the west of Citigroup. Outside the town, there are large tracts of wasteland in the suburbs. It can really be described as "a vast land with few people".

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan came from a long distance, and naturally they did not have a car, which means that Wei Fuyuan, who had no car to drive, would have to run for several kilometers on foot to find the nearest house, or try his best to get to the nearest one. Trying to stop a car with a thumb on the highway.

"Also, are you sure that group of gangsters won't keep anyone outside?"

Beiquan pointed in the direction of the courtyard, and then slapped Wei Fuyuan hard on the back.

"Although I took some precautions for you, I didn't ask you to block bullets with your body."

Wei Fuyuan let out a low "oh", gave up the idea of ​​escaping from the mansion, and asked listlessly:

"Then what should we do?"

Beiquan: "Destroy each one."

He answered very simply.

Wei Fuyuan's eyes suddenly lit up:

"You mean, kill those bandits?"

Beiquan nodded.

"If they were really invited by one of the other three heirs, then the only purpose is to kill us."

"This house is so big, in order to find us as soon as possible, they will definitely spread out and search in the house."

He turned his head and smiled slightly at his assistant:

"At this time, it is our best chance to kill them one by one."

Beiquan is currently injured, and his ability is only [-]% of his usual ability. If a group of armed gangsters rush forward, he is really worried that he will not be able to protect his little assistant, but if they come one by one, he feels that he can still Cope with it.

"only……"

He whispered softly.

Wei Fuyuan: "??"

"It's nothing."

Meeting Wei Fuyuan's questioning gaze, Bei Quan shook his head.

However, he was worried about two things.

One is naturally another magician who doesn't know who his real body is and what level of ability he has reached, and the other is the other people in this house. Based on the principle of saving them if they can, he still doesn't want them to die in the here.

It's just that Beiquan is not a god.

His ability is limited and he can't protect everyone. At this time, we can only hope that everyone can be smarter, choose the correct self-rescue method in a dangerous moment, and be lucky enough to survive until he and Wei Fuyuan kill all the dangerous elements. up.

——From this point of view, Dai Boqian's premonition was quite accurate.

Beiquan thought about what the real heir to the inheritance who had borrowed his identity had said before leaving for Citigroup.

At that time, Dai Boqian said to himself that his sixth sense told him that he must not come back, because of this, he would definitely not be able to go back alive.

Although Beiquan himself has no talent in divination and divination, at least he knows one or two masters who can pinch and calculate and understand the destiny. It's just that like Dai Baiqian, he has never learned half of numerology, and he can rely on his hunches. It is not easy for a strange person who can accurately avoid risks.

It's a pity, such a good seed, if he enters the industry and learns divination, he will become a grand master in a few years.

Thinking of this, Beiquan turned his head and looked at Wei Fuyuan again.

It is also very talented, this big dog of his family is very clever most of the time, but sometimes cute and silly, in a sense, it can be regarded as a genius.

It's a pity that although they have fate, Wei Fuyuan is not in their circle after all. When the new partner arrives, he will leave "Santuchuan" and return to his life of being rich and prosperous.

As soon as Wei Fuyuan turned his head, he met Beiquan's gaze on him.

"Why are you looking at me?"

he asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing."

Beiquan shook his head with a smile, and changed the subject:

"I'm wondering where the ghosts are."

His answer is not just nonsense.

So far, Beiquan has roughly figured out the whole story with the help of the existing clues.

However, the angry ghost he had been looking for never showed up.

Bei Quan has not been able to ascertain exactly who in this family the ghost is in, and what role it has played in the succession of the inheritance - this is also one of the important reasons why he feels restrained and dare not let go.

That's why now they are going to find Chen Dafa who is dying on the hospital bed, trying to get more clues from him.

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When Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan were talking, Chen Dafa's room was not far away.

The two only need to turn around the corridor to see the master bedroom built on the central axis of the big house.

However, at this moment, they heard the footsteps of another person.

It was the sound of thick-soled Martin boots stepping on the floor tiles. It was dull, thick and powerful, and the rhythm was very fast.

The next second, a man turned around the corner of the corridor.

His face was covered by a dark gray ski hood, and he was holding an automatic gun. He was one of those gangsters.

When Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan saw the man, the other party also saw them.

The man named Robin received the order to kill the two of them, so he raised his gun without saying a word, and raised his hand to shoot at them.

Beiquan reacted faster than the gangsters.

He pushed Wei Fuyuan away.

Robin pulled the trigger of the automatic gun.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The sound of dense bullets was almost continuous, hitting Beiquan.

Wei Fuyuan was caught off guard and staggered by a strong push, and fell back to the corner of the corridor. Before he could jump up, he heard the gunshot.

He suddenly felt his liver and gallbladder trembling in the pre-yanzheng, and his eyes were cracked, "Beiquan!!!"

However, Beiquan was not beaten into a hornet's nest by bullets as Wei Fuyuan expected.

The five bullets seemed to hit an air screen out of thin air, leaving only invisible vortices, and then fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Wei Fuyuan was stunned.

The Robin who shot the gun was even more horrified. He didn't believe what he saw at all, so that he only maintained the posture of holding the gun forward, eyes dumbfounded, but he couldn't even do basic operations such as "filling the gun". Can't remember.

Beiquan naturally wouldn't give him time to be dazed.

He took out a yellow talisman from his pocket, and quickly made a hand gesture.

"go with!"

With Beiquan's stern shout, a thin yellow talisman collapsed straight like a piece of metal in an instant, flew towards the gangster, and slapped him directly on the forehead.

The second after the spell was attached to the gangster's forehead, there was a thunderous explosion in the room without even a window.

Less than half a second after the thunder, a bolt of lightning fell and struck Robin directly.

The poor gangster had never seen the power of the Five Thunder Talisman, before he even had time to snort, he was stunned by the electric shock, fell to the ground, and never moved again.

Beiquan coughed twice in a low voice, suppressing the surging blood in his chest.

"Get up quickly."

He turned his head and stretched out his hand to Wei Fuyuan who was still sitting on the ground: "Help me tie him up, find an empty room and throw him in."

Wei Fuyuan held Beiquan's hand and stood up.

Poor this classmate, his emotions fluctuated in a short period of time, and he still couldn't recover:

"What did you... just do?"

"Is there any need to ask?"

Beiquan replied: "Of course I put people down."

Although the opponent is a vicious gangster who kills without batting an eyelid, the rule given to him by Beiquan Shimen is that he must never use magic to kill people, even if there is a big reason, he must not break the precept, otherwise Zhu Ling, who is the watcher, will kill him. His life lamp.

Therefore, the Five Thunder Talisman used by Beiquan was improved by him, and its lethality was greatly reduced. It would not be fatal when used on ordinary people, but would only stun the opponent for a period of time.

Following Bei Quan's instructions, Wei Fuyuan dragged the unconscious Robin into an empty room nearby, searched out all the weapons on his body, tore off a white sheet, and tied him up four times with cloth strips. His hoof fell backwards, and he was tied to the toilet pipe in the bathroom. In the end, he didn't forget to cover his mouth with a towel.

"It's absolutely impossible to run away."

Wei Fuyuan recalled the gangster movies he had watched before, and felt that he had done them perfectly.

"Ah."

Beiquan nodded, indicating that it would be fine to just leave him here.

"By the way, the gun is fine, we don't need it anyway."

Before going out, Bei Quan pointed to the things that had been unloaded from the bandits.

"But this walkie-talkie needs to be picked up."

Although the walkie-talkie cannot call the police, with this, they can know the movements of the intruders.

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Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan quickly arrived at Chen Dafa's master bedroom.

The bedroom door was closed, Wei Fuyuan tried to twist it, but found that it was locked.

Beiquan pulled Wei Fuyuan away, and reached out to grab the doorknob.

"Crack."

There was a crisp door opening sound.

Wei Fuyuan: "..."

——Sure enough, there is no lock in this world that can block Beiquan!

At the same time as the door was pushed open, an infusion stand slammed down towards Beiquan with the woman's screams.

Beiquan dodged quickly, and with a "bang", the stainless steel iron rod hit the ground hard.

The female nurse holding the infusion pole saw that she missed the first hit, so she wanted to hit him again.

"Don't be afraid!"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Bei Quan grasped the iron pole that was swung towards him, and said:

"It's us!"