"Hinjima soldiers! What is sealed here is the ghost of Hinjima soldiers!"

Mao Xiaoxian was shocked, at the time of World War II, the soldiers of Hishima were absolutely extremely strong under the brainwashing of the spirit of bushido, and they were well-equipped, well-trained and fearless of death.

Otherwise, the Japanese island country would not have dragged the whole of Asia into the quagmire of war with the size of a small country, and the cities in China at that time were almost occupied by the Japanese island country, not to mention that the Japanese island navy dared to provoke the US imperialists, which was simply a strong horse.

He was strong in life, and he was naturally strong after death, just looking at the yin qi in the sky, the tragic killing intent, the impact of Mao Xiaoxian trembled, and the red line in his hand showed signs that he couldn't grasp it.

"Dusid, the people of China, don't have any growth to work!"

An awkward Chinese voice suddenly appeared in everyone's ears.

The Yin Soul of the Hijima Soldier who was holding *** opened his eyes, and at this moment, the red network line that surrounded the lake began to collapse at the edge, and the jade talisman hanging above the network cable appeared one after another.

"Young people haven't seen the big world, a group of little devils, what is there to be afraid of!"

At the same time, Jiang Shaoguo strode over, still holding the big knife in his hand, the blade of the big knife flashed cold, and it looked colder and colder.

The yin soul holding *** has completely opened his eyes, these eyes are narrow and long, cold and weird, and there is a deep knife mark on his face, even if he is already in a state of yin soul, he can see the tragic situation of blood and flesh.

The Yin Spirit's gaze fell on the big knife in Jiang Shaoguo's hand, and there was a fierce collision with the blade.

Jiang Shaoguo seemed to have been hit by a huge force, and he took several steps back one after another before he could barely stand firm.

"Bagaya Road, this knife ......"

"What a little devil, this is the knife that cut you back then, you still know it! Back then, my grandfather could kill your people, and Lao Tzu can kill your ghost today and fire at Lao Tzu!"

Jiang Shaoguo was annoyed and angry, raised the big knife in his hand, and shouted hoarsely.

Jiang Shaoguo is also from the special forces, has carried out many tasks, and is a soldier who has really seen blood, and this situation will only provoke his ferocity.

"Crackling ......"

In the next moment, dozens of *** spewed out bullets, and these bullets hit the body of the Yin Spirit, like bursting a cloud of mist, making the bodies of these Yin Souls of the Japanese Island Army visibly blurred with the naked eye.

"Hah...... Hahaha, little devil, try the bullets specially made by my Maoshan Mountain!"

Mao Xiaoxian gasped and grabbed the red rope in his hand tightly again.

"Yaga!"

The leader of the Yin Soul of the Hijima Army took a step forward, and the *** on his waist suddenly came out of the sheath, and a powerful ghost qi erupted, forming a barrier on the bodies of many Yin Souls.

The red *** bullets seemed to be embedded in the air, and although the gunshots never stopped, they were all blocked.

"If you hadn't fought hard and used up all your ammunition, you would ...... It's all dead, it's dead!"

In the gazebo, Zhang Yumo clenched his teeth, and the seal in his hand changed again, only to see the dark dhara at the bottom of the lake, blooming even more charmingly, and a visible yin qi connected the petals.

Only half of it was withdrawn, and it was blocked by the Dark Dra, and it was impossible to unsheath it all.

"The seal hasn't been completely broken yet, quick, take this opportunity to press back!"

Mao Xiaoxian also tried his best, biting the tip of his tongue again, almost biting half of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue sprayed into the air.

Blood was scattered in the red silk mesh, and the red silk mesh shone brightly and shrank suddenly, and at the same time, two indistinct loud shouts came.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The red silk mesh and the jade talisman that was already full of cracks burst open, and under the influence of this force, the lake water that poured into the air fell with a bang.

"Baga, trumble and grunt......"

Mao Xiaoxian's body softened, and he fell to the lake with a "poof", the saliva and blood at the corners of his mouth were mixed together, and his eyes were full of tension for the rest of his life.

Zhang Yumo held on to the handrail of the gazebo, although he could barely stand, his face was extremely pale, and he was obviously out of strength.

Mao Xiaoxian smiled miserably, and said vaguely: "Tomorrow, swollen eggs, my mana ......"

At this time, Mingmu Lake became calm, and a group of SWAT team members also wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads, to be honest, it was because of the extremely strong quality in their hearts, otherwise, they would be scared to death.

Jiang Shaoguo stood in place, still holding the big knife in his hand, and muttered to himself: "When the day of unsheathing, is the time to win the war?" Little devil, you are really ridiculous, you have already been defeated!"

"Captain, what do we do now?"

The monkey put away ***, leaned over to Jiang Shaoguo's side, and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Shaoguo frowned, glared, and said, "! Do you still need to ask, save people first!"

"Yes!"

The monkey stomped his feet and hurriedly beckoned a few special police officers to save people, but as a result, he was the only one who carried the hair thread, and the remaining dozens of people all ran to the gazebo.

"Damn! they're all bastards with human faces and beast hearts!"

The monkey reacted, wanted to cry without tears, and almost threw away the small penny.

In the office, the school leaders were so frightened by the movement from Mingmu Lake that they were huddled in the corner and trembled.

Jiang Yukun drooped his head and snored softly, Ouyang Qian looked out the window worriedly, fortunately Xing Yantian left with those few criminal policemen, otherwise, I don't know what will happen.

"Click......"

The door of the office was opened, Jiang Yukun suddenly woke up, and said: Has it been solved?

"Dad, it's been suppressed, what the hell is going on, there are really ghosts in this world!"

"What about ghosts, your grandfather was able to destroy them back then, and now, let's destroy them again, otherwise why would Lao Tzu have to stay in Zhonghai, isn't it just for this group of little devils!"

Jiang Yukun was fearless, at the beginning, because he was aroused by Mo Chu, he dragged his remnants to survive, and now, the seal of Mingmu Lake has changed, and the ghost of the Japanese Island Army has appeared, which is more effective than any panacea.

"Shaoguo, if I am forty years old now, the ghosts of a group of little devils, how many people will die, you are just suppressing it, my father is a hero, and Lao Tzu is not bad, why did you give birth to such a waste!"

Jiang Yukun was stunned, and scolded Jiang Shaoguo with his head down, Ouyang Qian pursed his lips and watched from the sidelines, resisting the urge to laugh.

Jiang Shaoguo is also aggrieved in his heart, the key is that the enemy this time is too special, for those who have received education in the new century, it is very good to be able to face it bravely!

Besides, even if you teach me a lesson, see if the occasion is good, I am the captain of the SWAT team, I don't want to lose face!

"Chief, just tell me, what's going on with this Mingmu Lake?"

As soon as Ouyang Qian spoke, Jiang Yukun's expression immediately softened, and said: "It's not complicated, during the anti-Japanese war, our three main forces ambushed the little devils, and my father personally cut off the supreme commander of the little devils, and later a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain said that these little devils are not dead, so my father kept this knife, the purpose is to hack these little devils to death again!"

Jiang Yukun was talking, Zhang Yumo staggered at the door, looking very anxious.

"Senior ......"

"Hehe, it's the girl of the Zhang family, no, this girl is the great-granddaughter of the Taoist priest, you can get to know it!"

Ouyang Qian was surprised, these are all legendary stories, and now, they are all displayed in front of him: "Dragon and Tiger Mountain, Taoist priest, Yin Soul ......"

"Zhang's girl, don't worry, just say if you have something, the sky can't fall!"

"Senior, the ghost of the Hijima Army was pressed back, but the yin soul that has drowned in Mingmu Lake over the years has escaped, these yin souls will definitely find a substitute, if they absorb the life and return to Mingmu Lake, they will be used by the Yin of the Hijima Army, and the last seal will be shattered, and we won't be able to survive the third night!"

"The ghosts of some little girls are just poor people, they have been poisoned for so many years, just stop them!" Jiang Yukun's voice became a little heavy.

"But...... My mana and Mao Xiaoxian's mana have been exhausted, how can ordinary people stop ghosts?"

Hearing Zhang Yumo say this, Jiang Shaoguo hurriedly nodded in agreement, if it weren't for Mao Xiaoxian and Zhang Yumo's spells, they used magic weapons to force out the soul body of the Yin Soul of the Hijima Army, and ordinary people wouldn't even be able to see it.

What's more, even if they are SWAT team members, not everyone can overcome the fear in their hearts, it's okay to see it, if they can't see it, it is estimated that they will be sent to death!

"Look at you cowardly!"

Jiang Yukun glared at Jiang Shaoguo angrily and said.

"Push me to the lake and give me the knife!"

Jiang Shaoguo didn't dare to hesitate at all, and after handing the knife to Jiang Yukun, he pushed the wheelchair and walked out.

When he arrived at the lake, Jiang Yukun put his knife on the ground, and an old man who was about to decay had a strong evil intent emanating from him.

Whoever sees it, they all know that this is an old man, and it is an old man in a wheelchair, but this evil aura even the special police officers who are used to seeing life and death feel frightened.

Zhang Yumo's eyes widened in horror, this evil intent was much better than the aura of the Yin Soul of the Japanese Island Army just now.

"Senior, you...... How many people have you killed!"

"Hehe......"

Jiang Yukun shook his head with a smile, a trace of remembrance flashed in his eyes, and said: "At that time, every day when I opened my eyes and closed my eyes, I was fighting, how many people were killed? Who can remember this clearly!"

"Gollum ......"

Zhang Yumo swallowed nervously.

"A group of little girls who died in vain, I don't believe there is anything to be afraid of, Shaoguo, go and get me wine, get good wine, take as much as you want!"

Jiang Yukun waved his hand, quite a bit of an old man, scolding Fang Xuan's majestic aura.

"Dad, your body can't drink unless you ......"

Jiang Shaoguo reflexively stopped, and when the words came to his mouth, he almost put a big ear sticker on his face.

Sure enough, Jiang Yukun patted the wheelchair and said angrily: "You unlucky child, if you know it, don't you hurry up and do it, go and invite your Uncle Mo over immediately, Lao Tzu wants to drink!"