Chapter 542: Pervert (1)

Is that man in black really dead?
Yang Zimei took a closer look at the characters on the spiritual seat and found that the man was called Qing Yun. He was born in 1900 and died in the 1937 Anti-Japanese War.
Died in 1937?
Yang Zimei was sweating, wouldn't he have been dead for more than sixty years?
Or maybe the person on this statue is just the ancestor's portrait of the man in black?
She took a closer look and found that the left eyebrow on the statue had the same scar.
Even if a person looks like his face again, it is impossible to have the same scars, right?
It's incredible.
Just thinking, the man in the black suit came out of the kitchen, holding a large pot of things in his hand, exuding a stench.
Yang Zimei took a closer look. The pot was full of blood.
"Sister, could it be human blood?"
Xiao Qian asked out loud.
At that moment, the man's body suddenly froze, his eyes sharpened, and he looked up at where they were.
The basin on his hand was lowered, like a lightning bolt, and palmed out at Yang Zi.
No, it was found!
Yang Zimei blinked, avoiding the wind of his palms, and the evil spirit in his hand bounced out, hitting the man's forehead.
Who knows, as soon as the shady place entered the man's forehead, it was like a sponge inserted into it, disappeared without a trace, and it had no effect on him at all.
His hand is fast and fierce!
Looking at the mirror in the hall, Yang Zimei clearly found that he should be in a stealth state, but this person seemed to be able to see her, and he was accurate every time he started. It is estimated that he could accurately capture his breath.
The evil spirit has no effect on him, and his external skill is really a bit rotten. Yang Zimei had to pull out the sharp blade that he had seized from the killer that day and began to deal with this person.
On that day, Long Zhun taught her several tricks without any fancy swordsmanship.
However, the opponent's experience in combat is extremely rich, and her skills are extremely fast. No matter which angle she uses, she is skillfully avoided by him and drives her back.
Yang Zimei was busted by him.
At this time, the door was pushed open and Luo Yinghao rushed in.
He looked in surprise in the air, a sharp blade was stabbing at the man, and the man was constantly trying to dodge ...
what's going on?
"Major Luo, help!"
Yang Zimei yelled when he saw Luo Yinghao.
Suddenly heard Yang Zimei's voice, Luo Yinghao froze, but after all, she was also a knowledgeable and experienced person who immediately experienced that she might be performing the legendary stealth technique.
He started to step forward and began to fight against the man in the black suit ...
Luo Yinghao grew up in the army since he was a child. Since the age of seven, he has received rigorous training. Later, he started special training for the elimination system of the seventeenth division.
Moreover, he is also a descendant of Luo Jiaquan, a pair of fists, flexible and powerful, wielding leaks.
Under the attack of the two men, the man gradually became confused, especially Yang Zimei has been in a stealth state.
But if you deal with her alone, he can capture her breath accurately.
Now adding Luo Yinghao, completely disturbed her breath, making him difficult to distinguish.
When he avoided Luo Yinghao's punch, the sharp blade of Yang Zimei's hand stabbed directly into his arm ...
Click!
The sound of the sharp blade entering the bone was clear.