Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

The cyan body is as strong as a mountain, with four faces full of angry expressions, eight arms each holding a weapon, and wearing golden armor. Deep thunderclouds are gathering behind Zhang Zhiwei.

The protective god general, the leader of the Four Saints of the North Pole, Marshal Tianpeng, in terms of ferocity, the Kaishanmang general transformed by Zhang Wanlin is not as good as Marshal Tianpeng Wanyi.

Zhang Zhiwei raised his hand, and Marshal Tianpeng behind him also raised his giant palm, pressed down with one hand, and directly grabbed Zhang Wanlin's headless and handless body in his hand. He squeezed it hard, like squeezing a sponge, and a large amount of black Qi was covered with it. Pinch it out.

After all, the soldiers and horses who went down from the altar were not as good as the soldiers and horses who went up to the altar. The divine state was disappearing, and black energy visible to the naked eye emerged from Zhang Wanlin's body.

He was pinched so much that his flesh and blood trembled, and his bones trembled.

"It hurts, it hurts so much!"

Zhang Wanlin's head was in his chest and he let out a shrill scream. His body was shrinking, his skin turned from black to yellow, and it didn't take long for him to return to normal size.

Without the divine blessing of the mountain general, the power from Marshal Tianpeng instantly destroyed all the bones and flesh in his body, almost crushing him into a puddle of rotten flesh.

But even so, Zhang Wanlin was still not dead, and was still struggling and squirming in Marshal Tianpeng's hands.

Not only that, his crushed body was reorganizing, and even the head that was photographed in the chest grew out, but it had no facial features, only a mass of bleeding tumors that was still beating.

Zhang Zhiwei: "…………"

Even though the divine state has been released, he still can't be killed. It doesn't seem to be the reason for the reckless general.

Zhang Zhiwei is convinced that even the Immortal Thief Liuku, who knows eight magical skills, will die if he is beaten to such a blow by him!

"Let me see what's going on!"

Zhang Zhiwei waved a blue light and began to search for Zhang Wanlin's soul.

When the master and other Yongxin people saw this scene, they felt their hearts tremble and their whole bodies were covered with chills.

Whether it was the overwhelming black quagmire or the huge shadow with four heads and eight arms behind it, it refreshed each of their perceptions.

How can a foreigner do this?

What the hell is this thing falling from the sky?

Tai Sui God?

Demon Lord? !

"What is that thing with four heads and eight arms that looks like the Ancient God of Heaven? Why haven't I seen Senior Brother Zhang use this trick before?"

Lu Ci said with a fanatical look on his face. He is a person who pursues power. He does not feel that Marshal Tianpeng is ugly at all. On the contrary, he feels that he is powerful and domineering, and his aura is unstoppable.

"This should be the result of Senior Brother Zhang's Ceremony Ceremony. He has four heads and eight arms and an angry look. This is the image of Marshal Tianpeng. Did Senior Brother Zhang just invite Marshal Tianpeng out?" Lu Ren said with a look on his face. exclaimed.

"Marshal Tianpeng is so domineering? It has nothing to do with the image in the story of Journey to the West. Before, I didn't understand why the Gao family and the Lu family had obviously collected a large number of methods, why didn't they choose one as a family heirloom? Now I suddenly understand something!"

Wang Ai clenched his fists tightly and said with excitement.

"Why?" Lu Ci asked from the side.

"You can learn from hundreds of methods. For example, Senior Brother Zhang's methods are so overbearing!" Wang Ai said.

"What you said makes sense, but the methods of the four of us are not inferior to others. Senior Brother Zhang's methods are overbearing because he is Senior Brother Zhang. If you were an ordinary Tianshi Mansion disciple, you would not have this kind of behavior." I feel it!" Lu Ci said.

"Yeah?"

Wang Ai remembered the last time he went to Longhu Mountain, where he competed with the big-eared Taoist priest. If it were someone else, he still felt that Tianshi Mansion's methods were powerful.

"Look, those Yongxin guys want to escape!"

Lu Ren was always paying attention to the situation on the field. At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Zhang Zhiwei. The master and others saw that the situation was not good and wanted to retreat.

However, not before he reminded me.

Marshal Tianpeng behind Zhang Zhiwei raised his left hand.

The hand held a golden bell, and when it shook violently, eight or nine black chains appeared out of thin air, surrounding everyone.

The master did not believe in evil, so he forced his way through the barrier, trying to tear away the shackles of the iron rope, but he did not expect that the iron rope was carrying electric light. He failed not to mention that he was entangled in the iron rope and was electrocuted half to death.

Without a canopy, he cannot practice the thunder method alone, and the thunder method is the nemesis of cultivating the Seven Evils, so how can he break through?

When Black and White saw the miserable state of their master, the two brothers each touched the black gloves on their hands and looked at each other.

Speaking of which, the two brothers were born as different people, and they practiced the mask of the godhead that promotes excellence the day after tomorrow. The godhead they played was black and white and impermanent.

The black and white impermanence is a yin god, restrained by the strongest and most yang Qi, and the thunder method is undoubtedly what they are most afraid of, not to mention it is the thunder method of Marshal Tianpeng.

In the mythological system, the status of Marshal Tianpeng is thousands of miles higher than that of Black and White. As soon as Zhang Zhiwei's Tianpeng Dharma came out, they were suppressed, and their strength was reduced.

So even if they still have unused means, they don't dare to make mistakes again.

Their trump card is the black gloves that store a large amount of faith power in their hands. Once activated, they can exert more power of the gods they play.

But in front of Marshal Tianpeng, no matter how much power black and white have, it is meaningless!

Therefore, after the two brothers looked at each other, they made the same decision without any hesitation.

The two of them knelt down in front of Zhang Zhiwei and made a posture of prostrating themselves on the ground.

They surrendered!

After all, you are just a guest of Yongxin Company. What kind of fate are you trying to get paid to do things? ?

Seeing that the situation was under control, Zhang Zhiwei began to search Zhang Wanlin's memory with all his strength. Although this was Zhang Zhiwei's first time collecting souls, it was not a difficult task for him.

Soon, he discovered that Zhang Wanlin's soul was very mottled, mixed with a lot of impurities, and even other spiritualities, as if there were more than one soul living in his soul.

"Is it because of the Taoist Protector?"

Regarding Zhang Wanlin's soul problem, Zhang Zhiwei believed that it was caused by frequent visits to gods and his own spirituality was polluted, so he didn't pay much attention to it and just looked up his memory.

Zhang Zhiwei also gained some understanding of Zhang Wanlin's life through soul searching.

Zhang Wanlin, whose real name is Zhang Xiaolin, was born in Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas. He has been a bad boy since he was a child, cheating, abducting, stealing and gambling.

Later, he applied for the Military Academy, a military academy established by the previous dynasty to imitate the Western powers. He learned a lot of skills there and became a different person.

Later, because he hated the rules of the Military Academy, he dropped out of school and became a government servant. In the process, he came up with the idea of ​​​​going to the Magic City to try his luck, so he entangled a few people and came to the Magic City to join the Cao Cao Army. Qinggang, became a member of the "tong" generation of Qinggang, and began his underworld career.

In the process, he was spotted by Huo Tianhong, the inspector of the French Concession, and he began to stand out. Later, due to some misunderstandings, Huo Tianhong beat the son of the governor of the Demon City and was arrested by the warlord.

Zhang Wanlin thought of his former classmates at the Military Academy, and through this relationship, he got through to the warlords. Not only did he rescue Huo Tianhong, but he also got through to a group of warlords in surrounding provinces, and they all worked together to sell cigarettes.

Because of this incident, Zhang Wanlin, Huo Tianhong, and Lu Yusheng became brothers and became the three tycoons of the Magic City.

Among them, Zhang Wanlin is also known as the Three Color Daheng. The so-called "three colors" refer to yellow: running a brothel, black: selling people and cigarettes, and white: collecting protection fees and opening a casino.

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Searching for a person's soul is like flipping through a book. Zhang Zhiwei turned the pages with his blue hands and quickly flipped through Zhang Wanlin's memories. However, this rough viewing method can only give a general understanding of the life of the person whose soul is being searched, and some details will inevitably be overlooked.

After all, the more experiences a person has, the more complex the soul becomes. If you want to extract something from a person's soul without any prompts, it is as difficult as finding a sentence from a thick book.

In the plot, Lu Liang's search for Tian Jinzhong's soul is an example. He copied Tian Jinzhong's memory, packed it up and took it away, and then spent several months slowly checking it.

The old Heavenly Master took advantage of this time difference to suddenly descend from the mountain and wipe out Quan Xing to ensure that the secrets in Tian Jinzhong's memory would not be prying by outsiders.

"Could this weird immortality be an innate ability like the rootless gods?"

Zhang Zhiwei turned the "book" to the page where Zhang Wanlin entered the Military Academy to obtain Qi, and checked it carefully.

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At the same time, there were also undercurrents surging in other parts of the Magic City.

The fierce fighting on Pike Road affected not only Fengminglou and Yongxin, but also other forces, such as the Hongmen, the Ax Gang, the Crocodile Gang...

However, these forces are watching the fire from the other side, with no intention of intervening. They are even looking forward to a more severe attack. However, even the Public Concession Industry Bureau is already as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

The Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau is the highest management agency of the public concession. Public security, taxation, patrols, prisons, courts, and the military...are all under their management.

The power structure of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau is the board of directors, which has a total of nine members. They are basically occupied by ghosts. At this stage, the Chinese people have no say.

The board is meeting to discuss the firefight on Pike Road.

"How outrageous! These pigs actually started a fight in the concession. They sent out troops and patrols to arrest them all. They were all arrested and shot. They were all shot!" a ghost man said angrily.

"Isn't little Ah Qiao always abiding by the rules? How come she got into a fight with Zhang Wanlin and fought so hard?" someone else asked.

"It is said that Zhang Wanlin led his men to force their way into Fengming Tower. Xiao Aqiao was forced to accept the challenge. After a fight, she was defeated. Xiao Aqiao mobilized her contacts and invited experts to come and help. The more the two sides fought, the more serious the situation became. Hundreds of people died. , exploded from time to time, burst into flames from time to time, and half the street was destroyed!" explained a ghost guy.

"Damn pigs, money, this is all money, stop them, you must stop Zhang Wanlin, a dog from the French Concession, if he dares to come to our place to cause trouble, kill them!" a ghost man said angrily.

"There has been an old saying here since ancient times, even if you beat a dog, it depends on the owner. Zhang Wanlin is the dog of the Shasun family and the dog of the red archbishop of Holy Trinity Church. If you beat him to death, it will be difficult to explain!" A thin old man with blond hair and blue eyes Said in a deep voice.

"Then arrest him, let Huo Tianhong redeem him with money, and let them compensate for the loss, double the compensation!"

"Who will take people there? This scene is not small. Although we have an army at the end, those monsters who are causing trouble all have magical powers. They have to go to a town to live in the scene. Gale, 伱 is from the London Magic that symbolizes the lion. The academy is a powerful wizard and is responsible for managing the patrol house in the concession, so let you go!"

A fat, white-haired, bald ghost guy looked at a well-dressed middle-aged ghost guy with a silk scarf on his chest and said.

The middle-aged ghost guy named Gale said: "Under normal circumstances, it's my turn to go, but the smell there makes me feel uneasy. Maybe we need to invite a more powerful wizard to go!"

"A more powerful wizard? Who?"

Middle-aged ghost guy Gale said: "He is an alumnus. Although he is many years below me, his strength is far better than mine. He is extremely good at transformation and defense against black magic."

"He has also won the Order of Merlin and is a senior member of the Ministry of Magic. He was praised by the Minister of Magic as someone who has the potential to become the greatest wizard of this era."

"Not long ago, it was said that he came here to track down the whereabouts of an old friend. As a senior, I naturally received him. Now that he is here, why not ask him to take action!"

"So good!"

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On Pike Road, the war has basically stopped, but the once bustling street has been damaged beyond recognition, with huge craters everywhere.

Black and White Wuchang and Master have been captured by Xiao Aqiao's men.

Zhang Zhiwei also watched Zhang Wanlin's process of obtaining Qi, but the result disappointed him. Zhang Wanlin was just an ordinary acquired stranger, without the strange ability of immortality. He should have acquired the ability later.

During this process, Zhang Wanlin had been resisting fiercely, but Zhang Zhiwei simply refused to do anything and crushed him into a meat ball with Marshal Tianpeng.

While pinching, he discovered that in addition to the familiar runes on Zhang Wanlin's body, there was also a rune similar to a foreign language symbol, as if it had been refined by Western alchemy.

Just as he was about to study it carefully, he suddenly heard the sound of dense footsteps, and saw a large number of concession patrolmen in yellow uniforms, holding firearms, surrounding them and pointing their muzzles at them.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't care and continued to look at the meat ball in front of him, but the four heads of Marshal Tianpeng behind him looked over. The frightened group of patrolmen fought in two groups and could hardly even hold their guns steady.

"Kengkengkengkeng..."

At the same time, the sound of the piano also became more urgent, and the sound wave transformed into a blade, suspended in the air, ready to go.

Little Ah Qiao quickly waved her hand to stop Tian Can Di Que. She could fight Yong Xin's people, but if she touched the people in the concession, she would not be able to survive in this magical city.

After persuading Tian Can Di Que, Xiao Qiao looked at Zhang Zhiwei and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded.

"It doesn't have to be like this, maybe we can have a nice talk!"

A young man wearing a colorful luxurious robe, decorated with stars and moon patterns, and with flaming red hair came out.

This man is tall and slender, about 185 years old, with a fresh and handsome face. His eyes are a rare blue, giving him a gentle and jade-like feeling.

He waved his hand, and all the patrolmen in the concession lowered their guns.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Isaac Tubb. I graduated from the London School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The man in front of you...that lump of flesh has been blessed with extremely powerful black magic. Normal methods cannot kill him!"

Isaac Tambor smiled.

The Ministry of Industry invited him here because they wanted him to suppress these two groups of thugs, but as a wizard who opposed black magic, he took a stand the moment he saw the lump of flesh.

Isaac Tambor? Such a familiar name, Zhang Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered, isn't this his foreign friend in the plot? I even came to visit him during the Luotian Festival in Longhu Mountain.