Chapter 794 The Villain Appears

Mao Xiaofang's expression froze, and then asked: "What are you going to do with her? It's definitely not possible to leave her alone, but if we leave her here, even if we don't take her, someone will come to take her."

Qin Yao looked up at the female ghost and said lightly: "You heard it too...what's your plan?"

Chen Xiaolian fell from mid-air and muttered: "I wonder where the two masters are going?"

Qin Yao: "We are chasing a zombie. Wherever he goes, we will go. There is no exact destination."

Chen Xiaolian bowed and prayed: "In that case, please ask the two masters to take my daughter with them. My daughter's husband joined the guerrillas during the Japanese occupation, and he shot and changed places, so I don't know where he is now." I just happened to be following you two to look for my husband, and I beg you to agree."

Qin Yao said: "What do you think, Taoist Master Mao?"

"Pindao has no objection." Mao Xiaofang responded.

Qin Yao glanced across the hotel lobby and raised his palm towards the umbrella stand at the entrance of the lobby. An orange oil-paper umbrella immediately flew up from the umbrella stand and fell sideways into his palm.

"Just lean into this umbrella. Whether you can see your husband again depends on fate."

"Thank you, Master."

Chen Xiaolian was overjoyed and immediately turned into a white light and disappeared into the umbrella body.

Qin Yao put away the oil-paper umbrella, turned around and glanced at Mao Xiaofang. He suddenly handed the umbrella to the other party and said with a smile: "I didn't bring a backpack and there's no place to hang an umbrella on me. Could you please Master Mao to hold the umbrella for me so that Chen Xiaolian can see it?" to the outside scene.”

Mao Xiaofang nodded slightly, took the umbrella, and hung it on his white cloth bag.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the tightly closed door was kicked open from the outside, and an imposing middle-aged man rushed in with a team of green military uniforms, shouting: "Who are you? Do you know what is here?" place?"

Qin Yao followed the sound and said calmly: "Isn't it written on the plaque at the door? Are you illiterate?"

"presumptuous!"

The middle-aged man was furious. He pulled out the pistol hanging from his waist and pointed it at Qin Yao's forehead: "Even if you don't know who I am, you should know what this is, right?"

"Inspector Qian." When the tension was at stake, a tall man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, crew cut and white clothes suddenly appeared outside the hotel and greeted with a smile.

"Mr. Yang." Inspector Qian turned his head and glanced, with a smile on his face: "Are you passing by?"

The man in white nodded slightly: "What's going on here? Why did you pull out your gun?"

Inspector Qian snorted coldly and pointed at Qin Yao: "This guy is lawless and arrogant. I am planning to teach him a lesson."

The man in white glanced at Qin Yao and Mao Xiaofang, and then said with a smile: "As the saying goes, when the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, one family did not recognize the other. Detective Qian, you are my friend, and these two are also my friends. I hope Can you give me some face and let this matter go?"

Detective Qian quickly put the gun back on his waist without any hesitation: "How dare I deny Mr. Yang's face? Brothers, withdraw."

"Yes, sir," the uniforms shouted.

"Wait a minute." Seeing that they were about to turn around and leave, Qin Yao said suddenly.

Mr. Yang's expression changed slightly, and Inspector Qian couldn't help but frown. He turned around and asked, "What else do you have to do?"

"For ordinary people, letting you leave is the best result, but for me, a favor is much more precious than settling the matter." Qin Yao said calmly.

"What do you mean?" Inspector Qian was very puzzled.

Qin Yao didn't explain anything more and looked up at Mr. Yang: "Mr., do we know him?"

Inspector Qian: "?"

Mr. Yang put away his smile and said seriously: "I didn't know each other before, but from now on, from now on, we know each other."

Qin Yao smiled and said, "I owe you a favor to meet you?"

Mr. Yang didn't expect that the other party's personality was so weird. He tried his best to maintain his calmness and said, "Then how do you want to get to know him?"

Qin Yaotuan looked at Inspector Qian: "You heard it, Mr. Yang and I are not friends yet, so there is no such thing as a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple. What do you think about the debt between us? Calculate?"

Inspector Qian sneered and said, "I'm going to drink a fine wine instead of a toast! It doesn't matter if you don't give me Qian Lin face, but you don't even give Mr. Yang face. It's really daring. Come on, press these two people up and take them away." Police station.”

"Yes." The two teams of military uniforms took the order and quickly rushed towards the master and apprentice.

Qin Yao raised his hand and pushed, and an invisible palm force flew out, knocking away the two teams of military uniforms that were rushing toward him like sandbags. They drew a long arc in the air, and some of them hit the wall. Some were even kicked out of the hotel.

"Qigong master?" The lonely Inspector Qian murmured with astonishment on his face.

Qin Yao came to him step by step, reached out and pulled out the pistol from his waist, held the gun in his left hand, pointed it at his temple, and said with a smile: "Chief Qian, I will give you a free show."

"boom."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled the trigger suddenly, and a bullet rushed out of the barrel at high speed, but was caught between two fingers of his raised right hand. The smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air.

Inspector Qian was dumbfounded.

"Ding."

Qin Yao let go of the bullet, and the bullet fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Then, he handed the pistol to Inspector Qian and said calmly: "It's not rude to come back but not to reciprocate. I've finished my performance for you, now it's your turn."

Detective Qian's body trembled violently, his feet were weak and his hands were weak. He didn't even dare to take his own gun: "You... are you a human or a ghost?"

"Snapped."

Qin Yao shot the gun into his arms and chuckled: "If I were a ghost, how would you survive?"

Detective Qian grasped the pistol in panic, his expression changed for a while, then he lowered his head and said, "It was me, Meng Lang, who was rude. I apologize to you."

Qin Yao waved his hand: "There's no need to apologize. I'm not interested in targeting you military uniforms. Go ahead and do your business."

"Thank you." Inspector Qian said, beckoning his men to leave quickly.

"Meng Lang's not only his, but also mine." After they left the lobby and closed the door obediently, the man in white smiled bitterly and saluted Qin Yao: "I made you laugh."

Qin Yao shook his head and raised his eyes to look at this image of an eagle looking at a wolf: "Qin Yao, this person next to me is my good friend Mao Xiaofang. Do you dare to ask me your name?"

"I, Yang Feiyun, have met two masters." The man in white said.

‘It’s indeed you! ’ Qin Yao’s eyes flashed, and various information about Yang Feiyun in the original work flashed through his heart.

Different from the unit drama format of "Zombie Taoist II", the main line of "Zombie Taoist" is connected by two characters, good and evil.

The righteous character is undoubtedly Mao Xiaofang, while the evil protagonist is Yang Feiyun in the play. The battle between good and evil can be said to run through the entire drama.

So now there is only one question before Qin Yao - whether to kill Yang Feiyun now to avoid future troubles, or to fatten the pigs first and then kill them after they are fattened.