Chapter 322: Elimination

Anyway, I haven't tested it, so it's better to test it.

The bandage man actually has hair, but the whole body bandage also ties his hair, so it doesn't matter to him whether he has hair or not.

Instead of untying the bandage on his head, he put it on his head directly through the bandage to see if this would trigger the wig's decision.

The moment you put on the exploding head wig, the wig adaptively changes to fit the bandage man's head shape.

At this moment, the bandage man felt an infinite amount of power surging up, as if one punch could blow everything.

He moved slightly, unable to control his speed, and slammed headlong, knocking into the broken bowl that overflowed with black water, hitting the wall and smashing into a large crater.

The flag blocked the space, but it was aimed at supernatural creatures, so there was no physical defense, and the bandage man smashed through the walls, and the rumble was deafening.

At this time, the crack in the mouth of the broken bowl expanded, and countless black hairs crawled out of it.

The head of a female ghost was forced out of the bowl, and there was a wild laugh of mental interference, and everyone who heard it vibrated their eardrums and gave rise to some distracting thoughts.

"All have to die, all have to die!"

The female ghost's neck and shoulders were squeezed out of the broken bowl, and the red robe came out closely, and the boundless malice intensified, as if a knife had pierced her.

The light mirror of the gossip mirror shone past, shining on the female ghost's head, emitting layers of black smoke and screams.

Invisible sounds and ripples hit the face, and the gemstone bracelet on Kemon's right hand emitted a clear light, reducing discomfort.

Kemeng held the spirit scalpel in his hand, and for the first time used its throwing function, he flicked it to lock onto the target, and the scalpel turned into a white light, instantly slashing towards the broken bowl, where was the middle of the female ghost's body, and she hadn't squeezed it out yet.

Boom!

Boundless black hair rushed into the sky and met the scalpel.

But the scalpel easily cut through the countless black hairs that came at him, and then cut through the middle of the female ghost's body with lightning speed.

The body was sliced open, and countless black gases burst from there, making the morgue even darker.

"Haha!" The female ghost laughed fiercely, and the broken body was picked up again, and she quickly reunited, looking like a nobody, as if the ghost whose body was interrupted just now was not her, but a hallucination.

The gossip mirror, which has no ghosts and no breakage, can't have the upper hand in this battle, and the female ghost stubbornly bears the light of the gossip mirror and spreads out her long black hair.

With black hair like a waterfall, he pounced on several investigators in the morgue.

However, they all have powerful protective props on their bodies, thunder flashing, treasure light protecting their bodies, blocking the sharp black hair.

At this time, the female ghost suddenly turned around and noticed that there was a powerful creature behind her.

Before she could turn her head, a wood-colored peachwood sword flashed, slashing her neck, and black blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the morgue.

Her black hair turned and pressed her head back to her neck, but there was a white light on her neck that could not be dissolved, and as soon as she took it back, it would glow, and she couldn't take it back.

"Ahhh

The bandage man dodged back again, the peachwood sword was unremarkable, there was no special effect of giant cracking, but he cut through the boundless wave of black hair with a sword, and white flames appeared in each broken black hair, blazing.

"It's so strong." The bandage man muttered to himself, gaining a new understanding of the hair of the strong.

As soon as he moved just now, he immediately approached the speed of sound, and he couldn't control the speed and hit the wall directly, shaking his brain into a daze.

If it weren't for the fact that the malice here was too strong, stinging the bandaged man deeply, he might not have been so quick to wake up.

This time, he deliberately controlled the strength and reduced the movement speed, but it was still so fast, almost instantly, he pierced the female ghost's body with a sword.

This sword stabbed the female ghost in the heart.

Turning around and another sword, another sword.

There are more and more white sword marks on the female ghost's body, and the female ghost cannot be repaired, so she can only turn into a scream, and her body is engulfed by white flames.

Even the gossip mirror couldn't shine on it, but he died under the sword of the peachwood sword, the bandage man was shocked, he knew that this was by no means the power that the peachwood sword should have, but the ability given by the hair of the strong.

It's an all-round increase, whether it's movement speed, physical strength, or ghost slaying effects, etc., all of which are enhanced to an incredible degree.

Seeing that the female ghost was burned by the white flames, he took off the explosive hair, and his head was still bandaged, but a feeling of powerlessness came up, and he remembered one of the side effects of the strong man's hairstyle, becoming a short-term waste.

It's not scary to become a waste, he has teammates around him, and he doesn't worry about his safety.

In this way, the crisis from the drifting bottle ended with the female ghost being purified into air.

Walking out of the morgue, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the air outside was still fresh.

In the face of that ten-year-old monster just now, the tide of malice really made people's minds be suppressed.

If you stay for a long time, you will definitely have some anti-human thoughts, which are extremely terrifying.

Kemon looked back at the morgue and pulled the drifting bottle from his storage scarf.

The so-called fate, in the end, is a bad fate.

On the roof of the hospital, the plane went to refuel, Kemon and the others waited for a while, and the plane returned.

The plan for tourism across the continent remains unchanged, and it is imperative to clean up the shadow stream.

Kemon feels that the Autobot Ring is a smoke bomb thrown by Shadowstream, and although there is no evidence of the Autobots colluding with Shadowstream at this time, it is not wrong to clean up the members of Shadowstream.

"Wrap your bandages back, there is no sense of existence, and malice will not be directed at me." Kemon said.

The bandage man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this stubble, "So we looked at it in vain when we were whales?" ”

"yes." Kemon has just figured it out now, and he has no sense of existence, and the malicious map is useless.

However, it is not a hassle, and it can be turned again.

The bandage man wrapped the bandage back around it, and the plane spun over Octopus City, its reconnaissance diameter a full six kilometers.

Follow the established route to get around the octopus market.

The plane is moving at full speed, and if it is running out of fuel, there will be a corresponding car on land with aviation gasoline.

And just like that, the plane turned around Octopus Market, turned back to Whale Market, and then turned to a city.

Kemon walked all the way, and there were no red dots on the demon map.

The members of the Shadow Stream did not dare to stay near Whale City, and Kemon did not guarantee that the other party would actually stay nearby.

The plane crossed ten cities in one day, and Kemon looked at the map from time to time.

When Kemon thinks that there will be no Shadow Stream members today, and flies to the outskirts near the tenth city, red dots suddenly appear on the demon map.

The moment the red dot appeared, the bandage man looked over.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

"I've finally found you." The bandage man said with a smile, at this time, the side effects of the strong man's hair had long since ended, and he could move freely.