The Taoist Master's Book of Merit[Zhongyingmei]

Although the survival instinct has been urging the man, withdraw, withdraw quickly, there is a pervert here.But in the eyes of the man, there is only a pile of jade ornaments on Yan Zhiyu's body, and the US dollars that Yan Zhiyu can earn after being sold.

He was going to take a gamble.

He asked a few men behind him to come up and tie Yan Zhiyu tightly, ready to call it a day and leave.But after seeing Yan Zhiyu's eager expression, he decided to give Yan Zhiyu another wave of anesthesia.

Yan Zhiyu was pressed against the wall by two men, and the middle-aged man approached him with an injection. 520 recognized that it was an anesthesia needle, and trembled anxiously, "Oh my little ancestor, stop playing, he I'm going to give you anesthesia, after you faint, can't he be obscene with you!"

"Want to do something wretched?" Yan Zhiyu corrected seriously, "Do whatever you want."

520 hated iron but picked up the large light screen that failed the mission, and lightly smashed it at Yan Zhiyu's brain.

It didn't dare to push hard. Originally, the IQ of the Taoist leader was not enough, so he was so stupid as to reason.

After smashing it, 520 saw that the man's needles had been stuck into Yan Zhiyu's arm, and it yelled angrily, "You son of a bitch, you're going to be prostituted for nothing, do you know that!"

Hearing the word whoring for nothing, Yan Zhiyu's head turned very quickly. After a quick comparison, he found that he might be at a disadvantage.

You can play, but you must not suffer, Wudang disciples will never suffer!Unless faced with a dark fragrance.

So Yan Zhiyu reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​a day trip to the bandit's den, and looked at the middle-aged man with pity.

The air under his feet began to flow quickly, and the black ink slowly condensed under him. The two men behind him only felt a sudden sharp pain inside their bodies.

The sword body of Feijian, who stayed in front of the park gate and guarded the house in the dining car, trembled violently and hummed. It couldn't wait to rush out of the car window and flew towards Yan Zhiyu.

The rope binding Yan Zhiyu was severed by the sharp sword energy surrounding him. Yan Zhiyu took off the needle on his arm, turned around expressionlessly, and looked up dotingly at the needle he had left in the carriage. The housekeeper, the flying sword that flew over privately now.

He held the hilt of his sword and looked at the men surrounding him with kind eyes, "Don't worry, I will use you to fight in a while."

Feijian buzzed excitedly.

It lingers around Yan Zhiyu, the ink circle under his feet is completely solidified, Yan Zhiyu's expression is solemn, and the gossip formation is transformed behind him.

All things bear yin and embrace yang, and they are full of energy and act as gossip.

A few minutes later, Yan Zhiyu poked his head out of the small alley to look around like a thief, and after making sure that no one noticed him, he stepped out of the alley, coughed, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and walked quickly leave.

A bunch of mentally handicapped men were left in the alley behind him.

"Did I hit you a little hard?" Yan Zhiyu felt a little sorry for beating someone stupid for the first time.

520 didn't speak, and put a few mosaic videos in Yan Zhiyu's head, which was the ending of the boys who were cheated by the middle-aged man before.

Yan Zhiyu stopped, looked at the tortured boys without human form in the video, his face was frosty.

He yelled at 520 in his mind, I want to kill them, beat them to death with Zhan Wuji!

As he said, he turned around and was about to go back to make up the knife. He was stopped by 520 and talked about a lot of laws in this world. You can't kill people casually.

Yan Zhiyu pursed his mouth, and asked unwillingly, "What about the bad guys?"

520 told him no, don't even think about it, it's illegal.

Yan Zhiyu felt that he was extremely wronged. He is a man of the rivers and lakes, punishing the evil and promoting the good has nothing to do with the law. The laws of this world are more brain-dead than those Shaolin monks.

520 knew that Yan Zhiyu's thinking would not be correct for a while, in order to prevent Yan Zhiyu from running back to make up the knife and becoming a murderer, 520 coaxed and tricked Yan Zhiyu, who was burning in anger, to calm down. Let him honestly return to his little dining car to vent on the cat's paw sofa.

Yan Zhiyu tore off the sofa cover, buried himself in the blanket, and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you release the mission for me to save those boys, aren't you a hero development system?"

520 told him that heroes often cannot arrive in time.

Yan Zhiyu buried himself back in the blanket again, thinking that if this was with them, he would beat those people to death and flog the corpses.

He was uncomfortable, he was wronged, and he wanted to go back to Wudang.

520 saw that Yan Zhiyu was finally honest and didn't want to cause trouble, so he deducted some points, intending to pretend to call the police to the enthusiastic citizens, and pack those scumbags and throw them into prison.

As a result, 911 was busy and asked him to wait. It waited patiently for a few minutes, circling in Yan Zhiyu's head, and the 911 operator answered the call only after Yan Zhiyu was fainted by it and strongly protested.

Both Yan Zhiyu and 520 clearly heard a terrified scream coming from the phone, and the woman said quickly, "Sir or Ma'am, it doesn't matter, oh God, no matter where you are, please rush to the underground air-raid shelter as soon as possible , No! Oh my god, it's coming, go, go, get out of here! Follow the crowd, go!" The phone was hung up.

At the same time, the main system issues tasks:

'Trigger emergency mission, survive and save New York.

The task reward is unknown, the task penalty is none, the time is unknown, the host has no right to refuse, the task starts immediately,

Note: Since the time of the emergency task and the side task intersect, the time of the side task will be delayed until the completion of the emergency task. '

Yan Zhiyu raised his head as if feeling something, and saw a big hole in the sky above New York City at some point, and dark clouds slowly shrouded the sky above New York, as if something was about to come out of that hole.

520 suddenly screamed in his head, and opened a protective cover for him in a panic. Yan Zhiyu saw a giant steel dragon coming out of the hole, followed by monsters covering the sky.

Yan Zhiyu had never seen these things before. He stood still and put on his equipment regardless of the 520's obstruction, and he still didn't forget to put on his face mask.

When he was in a panic, he was still thinking about his Miao Miao dining car, and deliberately left an honest and steady flying sword in the car to watch over the house.

"What to do, where to go, to fight?" Yan Zhiyu has just grown up, and before that, his senior brother doted on his senior uncle and protected him. The biggest danger he ever encountered was that he strayed into Anxiang's residence and was forced by the group of people with knives After a day of Wudang massage, let alone fighting monsters, he has never even been on the battlefield.

520 panicked too. It was the leader of the love group before, yes, but it was promoted from the current Mary Sue branch. Where has Mary Sue seen this kind of posture?

But it can't let the trail chief see that it's flustered, otherwise the trail chief will definitely be abolished here today, and it pretended to be calm and said, "Don't be afraid, let's do the task and go to the city."

Yan Zhiyu has no merits but is very obedient. He used four stages of lightness kung fu to fly towards the urban area on his little black crane. When he flew to the urban area and looked up at the giant dragon, he felt ill and was released from the sword. The flying sword in the casket fluttered around him like crazy, but he was too cowardly.

Yan Zhiyu couldn't hold back for a long time, he poked 520 and whispered, "520, I'm a little scared..."

520 I was afraid to swallow that sentence that I almost blurted out, it fanned Yan Zhiyu's head while wishing good luck.

520 told him not to panic, big brother is covering you if something happens, don’t you see that I don’t open the protective cover for you, you still have so many green rice balls in your pocket, your own milk is enough for you, don’t be cowardly and just do it!

Yan Zhiyu's little fear was lost by the festive music in his head, he nodded, turned his gaze to the giant dragon not far away, and screamed in his heart, "Go, go, hit it! "Then stepped on the flying sword and rushed over screaming, and threw Zhan Wuji at the dragon.

The giant dragon was chopped off by the first ink sword, followed by several sword qi, which instantly tore the dragon into pieces.

Standing on his little sword, Yan Zhiyu was stunned, Feijian circled around him as if asking for credit, Yan Zhiyu blinked, barely digesting the facts.

Wow, so I am so good.

520 quietly put away the protective cover, its trail leader no longer needs this, it waved the flag in Yan Zhiyu's mind to cheer, "Go! Hit it!"

Yan Zhiyu rushed to the next target full of confidence and hit it!

Yan Zhiyu, who had killed five dragons in a row, swelled. He felt that he was so powerful that he would definitely survive to the finale.

He was happily preparing to throw another five-element pose when a ray shot out from behind and hit the flying sword under his feet, and the flying sword broke in two immediately.

Yan Zhiyu, who was about to make a move halfway through the movement: ...Huh?

520: Feifeifei!You are fluttering!

Yan Zhiyu also knew he wanted to fly, but he couldn't. He ran out of energy when he arrived on the little black crane.

The other flying swords wanted to catch him, but they were afraid that if they failed to catch him, they would cut their master in half. He heard the sound of his serial dock shirt being torn.

520 flipped through the system guide given by his seniors, and told Yan Zhiyu that it was time to abandon the screaming.

Yan Zhiyu struggled for a while, and felt that the force was obviously not important, so he screamed with the loudest voice in his life.

Steve Rogers, who was helping people on the ground, heard the screams and looked up, and saw a person falling. He subconsciously stretched out his arms to catch Yan Zhiyu who fell from the sky.

520 saw that it fell from such a height, and if it really caught it, both of them would be cold. It spent some money to buy a protective cover, covering Steve's arm and Yan Zhiyu's back.

Yan Zhiyu closed his eyes and his legs were so frightened that his legs went limp, this time it will definitely hurt especially.

He wants to buy painkillers, he wants to buy painkillers.Wait a minute, does he have enough money to buy painkillers? He looked through the system mall, um, not enough, oh my god not enough! !

Brother below!catch me!

Yeah, it doesn't hurt.

"Okay, I caught you," the man said gently, "It's okay, you're safe."

Yan Zhiyu opened his eyes a little, and saw Captain America Steve Rogers looking at him gently when he bought expired green rice balls at his stall this morning.

Yan Zhiyu never felt that a person's embrace could be so warm and reassuring.

He was almost moved to tears, Mrs. Steve is so kind, he wants to give him a little heart, and he wants to give him dry food, green rice balls and wild vegetable soup!

He opened his mouth to say a few words of thanks, and finally choked out a "huh!"

Steve, who was still worried about Yan Zhiyu: "...Huh?"

"Hmm!" Hero, you are bleeding, do you want to eat rice balls, I have a lot of them here, very nourishing, I invite you to eat!