"There really are these things, I've always known a little about this, but I really haven't seen them carefully, Han Fei, can you let me see those things too, is there a way to do this?"

What is surprising is that Meng Bo did not show nervousness, but instead showed some excitement, which made Han Fei stunned, this Meng Bo's brain circuit is really different from ordinary people, a little extraordinary.

Others should feel scared, he was very aggressive, Han Fei thought for a moment, it was not so difficult for him to let Meng Bo see all this now, after all, he still had some charms on his body, and these charms were given to him by Yuan Erdao before leaving.

But after coming here, it hasn't come in much so far, thinking that Meng Bo actually stayed with him, those two people can be regarded as teammates, and if he can't see these things, he will eventually encounter danger.

So he nodded and took out a piece of yellow rune paper, Meng Bo is very strange about this thing, he is better at high-tech, and he doesn't understand what such a yellow paper is for.

Han Fei took the yellow rune paper and shook it into the air, and in an instant, the yellow rune paper burned, and then a puff of green smoke drifted into Meng Bo's eyes.

Meng Bo blinked, and when he looked at the pile of gold, silver, and jewelry again, he instantly took two steps back and his eyes widened.

Han Fei knew that the spell should have had an effect, Meng Bo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, not that he was afraid, but that he felt a little incredulous.

He has been exploring this aspect countless times, if he has a general understanding of those other things, then he has limited knowledge of this aspect of occult arts, and he doesn't know anything, and even if Meng Bo can become a real bounty hunter, the other party is still versatile.

He is not only in terms of firearms, but also in making poisons or antidotes by himself, or inventing some things using the Olympiad in this aspect of science, etc., which is more than enough, and he is an expert in science, but he is a novice when he comes to metaphysics.

Seeing that those ghosts were grinning at him, Meng Bo's face was even more excited, he took out another gun, and shot at one of the unjust souls, and when he heard a bang, another unjust soul was drowned.

Originally, Han Fei still wanted to do it, but he didn't expect that Meng Bo would take the lead every time, and in the end, Han Fei simply stopped caring about it, since Meng Bo likes to use this thing to practice, then give it to him.

It wasn't until the last unjust soul was dispersed by him that Meng Bo nodded with satisfaction, it seemed that hitting these things was completely different from beating people and prey?

After all, he had never seen such a thing before, but he had experienced this feeling many times when it came to hitting people with guns.

"Han Fei, did you see it? Did you see that I had beaten all those souls to the ground just now? I already knew that we might encounter some strange things when we came over this time, so my bullet was soaked in a special way, that is, with the urine of a black dog and some cinnabar as you Huaxia said.

I didn't expect it to be really useful, and you burned it with a piece of paper just now, and it changed in front of my eyes, what is going on with all this? I have always heard that your Huaxia is vast and profound, and there are many mysterious things, and now it seems that this is really the case.

There is no technology on a piece of paper, and there are no wires and wiring, since it can make changes in my eyes after burning, I am ashamed of this!" Meng Bo said excitedly.

As soon as he was excited, he couldn't control his emotions even more, and said a lot of words one after another, Han Fei shook his head, he didn't explain anything, just now Meng Bo took out the gun, and after the first shot beat the soul of the wronged soul to pieces, he knew that this bullet might have been tempered by a special method.

Because ordinary bullets are physical attacks, no matter how powerful they are, there is no way to cause the slightest damage to them, even if a large stone is smashed on their body, it will only penetrate and will not really be harmed.

But if you use some other materials on these things, it's like having some bonuses, and adding some spell damage to physical attacks, and naturally these unjust souls can't continue to run rampant.

Meng Bo's marksmanship is very accurate, just now every shot he shot just right on the head of the unjust souls, and even every time the position is impartial, right in the center of the eyebrows, those unjust souls are not a piece of wood, standing there motionless.

They have been floating around non-stop just now, and it is difficult to find the pattern of their movements, and it is not like those live targets that have been slowly moving forward You can predict, this kind of can't even predict, almost shooting along with the feeling in their hearts.

When you've done a lot of things, at the moment you're about to make a move, you don't have to pay special attention to what kind of venue or what position or whatever, because in that moment, you can't help but find the best way to attack.

This is the so-called practice makes perfect, when a person practices martial arts to a certain point, his muscles will form muscle memory, and when he sees a person's fist coming, his mind will not think about how he should fight back, but the body will instinctively counter

Should.

Attacking directly at the front, the human reaction is very fast, but unfortunately, when it comes to the actual enemy, it seems to become less useful.

After all, when you finish thinking about which method to use to meet the attack, the opponent's fist has already arrived, and you can't react at all.

That's why there are a lot of people in today's market who say that traditional martial arts really don't seem to be practical, not that they are not practical, but that their training methods are simply not right

They only know how to practice moves, but they have never really fought in real combat, ancient martial arts are used to kill, martial arts do not perform, once they shoot, they must see blood.

Just like the Bajiquan that Han Fei learned, it is a real ancient martial art, and it is the most perfect one created at the beginning, and the lethality is also huge, which is fundamentally different from that kind of performance.

What's more, even at this time, there is also a saying that there is Tai Chi to calm the world, and Wu has an eight-level Ding Qiankun, not to mention how powerful it was when this set of boxing methods was just created.

This half-step collapse fist is similar to Wing Chun's inch punch, this punch almost all the power is out, and it is full of explosive power.

For example, if Han Fei was using this half-step collapse fist now, I am afraid that even if it was a huge stone, it would be smashed in an instant.

"You saw that when we came in just now, there was no writing on the door, it seems to be written money, which means that we are now coming to the house of money, there should be other houses in this place, that are power, or power or other things, but I came here this time to find the antidote, so I must find the pharmacy!"

Han Fei said to Meng Bo, Meng Bo heard this and went back to take a look, and found that sure enough, the word money written on it should be something inside, but where is the pharmacy, there is no one stationed here, which is a strange thing.

Originally, this was the base of those killer organizations, and it stands to reason that there should be a lot of killers living there, and they will also encounter a lot of obstacles, but there is no castle as if it is uninhabited, and the emptiness is a little scary.

Fortunately, with Han Fei here this time, Meng Bo breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise he might have encountered danger just now, originally thinking that even if this was some Longtan tiger's den, he would be able to deal with it with his own ability.

Now he realized that he had been a little too naïve before.

"Han Fei, now that we have 8 doors in front of us, which one should we choose?" Meng Bo couldn't open his mouth when he looked at the road in front of him at this time.