Chapter 423: excuse me

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Regarding the hatred between the Wanjia and the zombie Bashan Taoists, Wang Ping'an did not dissuade him, and even secretly pushed the waves to help the zombie solve the Wanjia.
But today I know that my aunt's husband has a family name of 10,000, so it is embarrassing.
With the arrogant and arrogant posture of the ten thousand family members he saw, it really should be extinguished, so he will not stop the zombies from making revenge in the past today, but only wants to rescue the aunt's family.
The engine was roaring, Barbos' huge size, in a crowded traffic, like a shark, rammed, but did not really hit any car, all the way along without any danger, and finally on the high speed.
However, along the way, at least ten red lights broke through, and the lane was changed more than twenty times. There was a traffic police car behind him who had been chasing him in the back, but never caught up.
According to the navigation instructions, Wang Ping'an took only half an hour to reach the foot of Zipeng Mountain. From a distance, the clouds were thick, the lightning flashed, and the vitality of the world fluctuated violently nearby.
Some vehicles stopped in horror on the roadside and dared not drive forward.
Some pedestrians fled spontaneously because they felt dangerous.
The abnormality here has been monitored by the relevant departments. Two helicopters circled around Zipeng Mountain, but the lightning was too intense and the dark clouds were too depressed to enter the villa area in the core area of ​​Zipeng Mountain.
"A zombie actually caused such a violent astronomical reaction, which is a bit strange." Wang Ping thought, the more resistance he moved forward, the greater power of Baboos, there was a feeling that he could hardly walk.
No way, Wang Ping had to park the car on the roadside.
Others stopped just a thousand meters away, even in his area.
A strange repulsive force makes people unable to move forward.
Wang Ping frowned, not believing that this was a tossing out of a zombie. The entire Zi Peng Mountain was covered with a thin film. People outside couldn't get in, and people inside couldn't get out. This is the category of formation.
With his vague memory of the formation, he felt that the formation was much stronger than Yao Wanggu's psyched formation, but he could only fool people who didn't understand the formation.
Wang Ping'an was pressed for time and was waiting to save people. He had no time to study what kind of formation this was, to find a place with relatively weak resistance, and to take out three Shennong needles.
Dot, thorn, tremble, all in one go, bursting like a cure, the air in front of me trembles suddenly, there are transparent ripples.
When the ripples spread to the size of a door, Wang Pingping stepped forward and walked past easily.
Three Shennong needles took the initiative to fly back to Wang Ping's hands, and he had entered the isolation formation.
Roar, bang, bang.
As soon as he entered this isolated array, Wang Ping heard some strange sounds.
The roar of zombies, the sound of fighting, the sound of rock fragments.
Instead of looking at the navigation, you can find the zombies by running along the sound.
Zi Peng Shan villa area, there are a lot of villas, lived a lot of rich and powerful people, Wan Mansion is just a slightly larger connected area.
The zombie did not harm ordinary people. Even if these ordinary people were scared like headless flies, they ran screaming and running around, as long as they did not run near the Wanshi mansion, basically no harm unless they fell themselves Bruise.
"Death, all family members should die! Destroy my tomb, kill my fellow mates, this hatred will not be reported, and the poor will swear not to be human." The zombie was murderous, even if he was surrounded by masters of Wanjia, he still maintained a strong posture.
Wan Dongting brought a group of masters of the same level, with fear and anger, said: "Bashan Taoist, don't be used by others. This is someone wants to borrow your hand to destroy my Wanjia. We have a little misunderstanding, but My Wanjia is willing to compensate, what can't you sit down and talk about? "
"How to compensate for life and death, forget it? Forget it, no matter how it is used, all your family members must die today." After that, the zombie Bashan Daoist pounced again, bare hands, and fought against several masters of Wanjia.
In the Wanjiazhaiyuan, the Wan family who had died all over the place, men and women, old and young, were mostly bitten by zombies, showing how strong the zombies' revenge heart.
When Wang Ping'an hurried, he saw his body full of yards, and frowned, if the aunt had already been killed, even if he attacked the zombie's head by himself, it would not help.
My grandfather and grandmother are getting old, and I can't accept the bad news that white-haired people give black-haired people.
So Wang Ping yelled and rushed into the Wan's mansion and shouted, "What are you doing! Do you know this person? Where is she now?"
At the fighting scene, Wang Ping angrily held up the photo on the phone and asked them.
"Who are you, get off!" Wan family, never good temper, a few old men, almost in unison, scolded.
Only Wan Dongting froze for a moment, because he felt that the super handsome young man in front of him seemed a little familiar.
The zombie Bashan Daoist was also stunned for a moment, and hesitantly opened his mouth wide, showing fierce teeth: "You, are you a peaceman?"
Maybe the zombie's brain is not easy to use, or maybe he is too surprised, and did not expect Wang Pingping to appear here, so the tone is more sincere.
"Don't talk nonsense, I asked you what you said, who knows this photo, who knows this person?"
Wang Ping'an was stern and murderous, and when he didn't speak a word, he opened the killing ring, or meant to kill the whole family.
The zombie Bashan Daoist was stunned, because he glanced at it again and again, and did not know the people on Wang Ping's mobile phone.
"I'm sorry, I really don't know." Bashan Taoist, sincerely apologize, be serious and really admonish.
And the Wan family, shaking their heads blankly, only a thin old man, hesitantly murmured: "This woman seems to be the daughter-in-law of Wan Jia's outside, seems to live in courtyard 92?"
"Oh, do you recognize her? What does courtyard 92 mean?" As soon as Wang Ping's figure flashed, he grabbed the old man, a master of the age of 10,000, who was caught by Wang Ping'an like a chicken puppy.
"Cough, uh, help, don't hold on too tightly. I can't breathe. The No. 92 is just next door. It is the residence of the children of the next generation. I can't live in the old house. Ours is the No. 90 here. . "
The old man, who was choking with blushing, tried his best to explain it.
"Ah? This is courtyard 90. I'm sorry, I'm sorry to bother you, but you continue." Wang Ping An finished, throwing the old man back to his place, his figure flashed back to the gate.
Wherever the sky is thunder and lightning, and the clouds are thick, it does not affect Wang Ping's advance and retreat.
"Don't go, this predecessor, please save a hundred people from 10,000 families."
"Yeah, yeah, this uncle, please, please save our family."
"This person, I am a bit familiar, it seems a bit evil, I always feel that in Huaxi Town, several of our tens of thousands of masters passed away, and he has an inseparable relationship with him." Wan Dongting pretended to be confused and selectively discredited King Ping An , But did not dare to offend him in person and expose the facts.
"I'm sorry, I'm disturbed. It turns out that this is number 90. I'm going to look for someone on number 92. By the way, what kind of civilization do you have? Go on, I will take a step first. "
Wang Ping said, completely exit the courtyard of No. 90, along the mountain path, and flew towards the next door next to it. There is marked No. 92, which is the aunt's house.