Chapter 57 Rules
Tang Qianzheng had no expression on his face, but in fact his mind was spinning. About whether the Hand would win or lose, and how to deal with it, countless calculations flashed one by one.

But no matter what, since he is here now, he can't just sit idly by.

Otherwise, there is no place to throw the pot...

Thinking of this, Tang Qianzheng stepped forward and said to Zhang Yu:
"Mr. Zhang, it seems that I can only trouble you."

"It doesn't matter."

Zhang Yu replied casually.

"What happened in the end, just ask."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yu condensed his Dao name into a magic talisman and drove it into the ground, from which invisible waves spread out.

Although these hundred ghosts are all Zhang Yu's imperial spirits, he will not cheat on these things if he plays a full set of acting.

This magic talisman is equivalent to the business card of the monk world, and playing the magic talisman is equivalent to a person visiting the door with a letter of invitation, and the other party must come out to respond, otherwise it will lose face.

Don't give face, don't know the rules, these are taboos in the world of cultivation.

In the chapter "Painted Skin" in "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio", the Taoist knew from the beginning that there was a painted skin ghost beside Wang Sheng, but instead of killing it, he gave Wang Sheng a whisk and asked him to hang it at the door.

Because for Taoist priests, ghosts are creatures of heaven and earth just like people, and they are all suffering in this world of mortals, and it is not easy, just scare them away.

Give Wang Sheng a whisk, that is to say, this man is my door cover.

But after that, although Painted Skin Ghost understood what the Taoist meant, he still couldn't resist the temptation of the delicious food that was about to arrive.

Tore up the whisk, rushed into the house, and ate Wang Sheng's heart.

This is not giving face and not knowing the rules.

Taoist will kill.

Zhang Yu played the magic talisman with the Dao name, but after a while, a tall "man" with beautiful long hair appeared in front of everyone.

"Demon Empress Yuzao sits in front of you, a hair-eating ghost, and I have seen the real Lingyu."

The hair-eating ghost saluted Zhang Yu, then said:
"I don't know what the real Lingyu is here for?"

Zhang Yu raised his hand to return the gift, and said with a light smile:

"There's too much movement here, disturbing the people, you know?"

"I see."

The hair eater also smiled and said:

"Don't worry, Daoist, the matter is over here, so naturally I won't disturb Daoist's rest."

Zhang Yu believes that, although the longest time since receiving the report of the incident has not exceeded 10 minutes, it is definitely enough for them to "wash" the guild.

Although the Hand is considered a moderate villain in Marvel, it depends on who it is compared with.

As far as this group of ninjas, whose highest level is no more than the foundation-building period, will bully those street heroes in the United States.

In a real fight, Tony Stark could handle them all.

Tushan Ari sent them here, not mainly to target them, but the "beast" believed by the Hand

"You know the rules."

Zhang Yu said indifferently:
"If I find out that you have broken the rules, even if Yuzao comes in person, it will not be able to save you."

"Master Lingyu was joking, the rules of the Tao, the hair-eating ghosts naturally understand."

The hair eater replied:
"Don't kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Don't kill innocent people."

"But the hand will meet, hehe."

The hair-eating ghost laughed happily and said:
"It's more like a monster than a monster."

"Oh, then I really want to see it."

Zhang Yu said.

"That's natural, Master Lingyu, everyone, please."

After the hair-eating ghost finished speaking, he led the way ahead, and Zhang Yu and his party followed behind.

Before going in, Zhang Yu added a talisman of guilt perception to everyone.

If it is a person who is guilty, a red light will appear in the field of vision.

As soon as they bought the base building of the union, in the eyes of Zhang Yu and his party, there were red lights everywhere, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, and there were countless numbers.

Whether it was the corpses that fell on the ground or the captured captives, they all revealed a dazzling crimson from their bodies.

Apparently none of them are nice people,
These reds are intertwined with the plasma on the ground, which looks like a hell stupa.

Even though everyone present had seen the world, they couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

Tang Jiu was even more worried and stepped forward to support Zhang Yu, worried that he would be stimulated and cause him to run away.

Now Zhang Yu is like a bomb that will explode at an unknown time, entering here is like throwing the bomb into the fire.

Zhang Yu waved his hand, pushed Tang Jiu away, and said to the hair eater:

"Nowadays, this society pays attention to evidence, you know."

"of course."

The hair-eating ghost clapped his hands, and asked the tomb ghost on the side to bring a few USB flash drives.

"Obviously, the Hand has adopted modern management, and the task records are very good. This is only one tenth of it, but it is enough for these people to die ten times."

"U disk, it's very up-to-date!"

Zhang Yu was a little surprised when the hair-eating ghost handed over this thing. He didn't teach it by himself. He handed it to Tony Stark casually. They must be very interested in this thing.

"Hey, this thing, give me an order, and these people will naturally rush to do it."

The hair-eating ghost's mouth is modest, but the pride in his words still cannot be suppressed:
"Besides, we haven't been born for many years, and we have to work hard to adapt to this era."

"After so many years, why did the Yaozu reappear?"

Zhang Yu asked casually as he walked.

"Naturally because of the 'big crisis'."

Upon hearing the crisis, the ears of everyone in S.H.I.E.L.D. perked up.

"Oh? What kind of crisis."

Zhang Yu also asked cooperatively.

"I'm sorry, Master Lingyu, I really can't say this."

The hair-eating ghost said seriously:

"I can only say that this will be a crisis that will affect the entire world, the three realms and six realms, and no one will be spared."

"I see."

Seeing that the hair-eating ghost was unwilling to speak, Zhang Yu didn't force it, but just followed him forward.

In the core area of ​​the Hand, in a secret place where only five fingers can usually come, everyone saw a few monsters forming a formation.

An unknown thing like black gas was trapped in the formation.

"I didn't expect it to be this thing, the Hand is really bold."

Zhang Yu's eyes flashed, and he said angrily.

"what is this?"

Natasha asked curiously.

Before Zhang Yu could make a sound, the hair-eating ghost answered her question:

"This is the belief of the Hand. Its name is "Beast", but its other name must be familiar to you."

"demon."

"Demons? Wait a minute, this one exists too? What about God?"

Tony Stark asked quickly.

"Nature exists too."

Zhang Yu replied simply:
"It's just a little different from the popular legend."

"Demons exist in another dimension, you can call it hell."

Zhang Yu flipped through the experimental materials of the Fanshou Guild.

"In the experiment of the Hand, the beast, invisible and intangible, needs the container to function, and he can endow the container with great power."

"And that's one of the hallmarks of the devil, what we usually call:"

"Demon Possession"

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