Twisting his neck with great effort, Zhang Wei looked at Xiao Yan and the others, the scene of the battle that was going on at this time.

After seeing the development of the battle situation clearly, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, Xiao Yan, who had already replaced the Demon Breaking Bullet, finally relied on effective attack methods to occupy the absolute upper hand.

It seems that there is no need for him to drag his oil-dried body and step forward desperately.

I saw that after Xiao Yan fired continuously at 'Pap, Papa, Papa', six demon-breaking bullets hit the three women's eyebrows, cheeks, the back of their heads, and many other positions.

Originally, Xiao Yan planned to pour out the fifteen bullets in the pistol.

The main reason is that against these strange women before, all kinds of attack methods have not achieved much effect, so instinctively, she intends to attack with the greatest force.

But when she saw a raging flame, magic rose from the women's heads and faces, and spread throughout their bodies.

The great pain made the three middle-aged women wail.

Only then did she realize the preciousness and extraordinariness of these special bullets, and quickly stopped continuing to pull the trigger.

Then the familiar scene played out again, and the women quickly shed a human skin to relieve her from the fatal injury.

However, long before the woman molted, Xiao Yan had already made proper arrangements.

Her mouth commanded loudly: "Everyone stand back, flamethrowers, fire-type abilities get ready, and attack as soon as I give the order." ”

The strength of these women is indeed far worse than that girl, and even if they also have the magical means of molting, they only have a skin on their bodies.

After they shed the only skin they had, their true colors were immediately revealed:

Some of them looked like middle-aged women with pale skin who had shaved all the hair off their heads.

"Flamethrowers, flame adepts all hands. When they had just finished molting, Xiao Yan issued her own order almost at this point in time.

The tunic with the flamethrower on his back finally opened fire for the first time since the start of the battle.

After opening the valve, the domestically produced Type 74 flamethrower immediately sprayed at three targets more than ten meters away, with an effective killing range of up to 50 meters in this model.

At this time, this distance is the most terrifying time.

The heat, which was thousands of degrees high, immediately filled the air with an unpleasant scorching smell, and the three women, who had just broken free from the damage of the enchanted bullet, fell into the heat of the flames again.

All spirits have some natural weakness to fire and lightning.

Even if some spirits are fearless of ordinary flames, they are only aimed at the kind of open flames that are basically only about 400 degrees.

What's more, among the tunics on the field, counting the support team that had just arrived, there were already three fire-type abilities.

One of them is the little security guard that Zhang Wei is familiar with.

Under their full force, a large cloud of crimson flames brewed in the palms of their palms, and the temperature was even more terrifying than the thousand-degree heat of the flamethrower.

Three flames slammed into the bodies of the three women, turning them into a larger torch.

Eventually, in three screams that almost punctured their eardrums, all three women were reduced to bits of ashes......

Seeing that the opponent was finally killed, the personnel of the Shenwang Branch who were present, including Xiao Yan, were all relieved.

The main thing is that when fighting with spirits, that kind of ten-point strength, at most, can only play three points, which makes them feel very depressed.

Originally, there was Gao Aimin in the sub-bureau, who was a professional in dealing with spirits.

It's just that this product was directly put by the opponent before the war, and now it is lying in the blood of the small shop without knowing whether it is alive or dead, and it has no effect at all.

After a short break of more than ten seconds, after taking a breath, everyone began to plan to get busy again.

Call in a fire truck to treat a wounded colleague and have chemical hazmat suits be transported to clean up this bloody scene of doomsday hell.

All of this, there is too much work for them to do.

It's just that at this time, a voice with deep hatred echoed in the sky above the scene:

"Don't be too complacent, the Elder God is about to wake up, and the world will eventually be prostrate under the power of the Elder God, and now you ants are just struggling for a few more days. ”

The voice that echoed in the sky was full of neutral feeling, and it was impossible to tell from the voice whether its owner was male or female.

In addition, this sound, as if it was floating from all directions, could not be traced to the source of the sound at all.

Naturally, they couldn't say it, so they followed the sound to catch up and find out this guy who threatened them loudly.

"Dead demons, what kind of mystery are you pretending, it's the twenty-first century now, and you're still shouting about the resurrection of the ancient gods, you have a hole in your head. Zhang Wei raised his head and shouted loudly.

Instinctively, he could be sure that this pretending to be a ghost was the girl who had just escaped.

Of course, Zhang Wei can't be sure whether the girl's appearance is her final appearance or not, and he is not interested in sure.

However, if you want to pretend to be forced in front of Zhang Dixian, the pretending expert, it is absolutely impossible.

Therefore, this thing simply opened his mouth and scolded him regardless of it.

After scolding, the voice that had been echoing in the air paused obviously, and then said hatefully:

"Humble Ant I have locked you down, remember that in the near future you will die in the most painful way of revenge from the Cult. ”

After saying that, the voice disappeared abruptly, and the guy who thought of the ghost was finally far away......

After that, there was no need for Zhang Wei to do it himself.

Wearing a thick chemical protective suit, he walked into the small shop full of bloodstains, first carried out the unconscious Fang Ping and sent him to the ambulance that arrived urgently.

Then, the insects that were still writhing on the ground were collected by them with tweezers.

The large barrel of corpse oil was also completely sealed by them in a large sealed box.

After this huge change, a group of experts from the Hunan Provincial Branch Bureau have rushed over, and they can arrive in Baoqing City in an hour at most.

Whether it is in terms of treating personnel, or studying insects and corpse oil, they are much stronger than Zhang Wei's two knives.

Thinking about what the mysterious girl said before leaving, Zhang Wei, who had regained a little strength, directly took off his tattered T-shirt and began to carefully inspect it under the street lamp.

Not to mention, he really found a gray plum blossom mark on his right chest.

Come to think of it, this is the mysterious girl, the method of locking.

With a face full of disdain, Zhang Wei bit his finger and drew a hidden tracking talisman on his chest, and sure enough, after the talisman took effect, the plum blossom mark immediately disappeared.

"I want to lock Lao Tzu, you dead shemale is still a little tender. Full of pride, Zhang Wei said hello to Xiao Yan and walked to the tattered bread a kilometer away.

At this time, his physical strength had recovered a little, but he was still mentally sluggish.

And what I want to do most now is to take a hot bath again and sleep comfortably for a long time.

It's just that he didn't even notice it, and the plum blossom mark that had disappeared on his right chest would faintly appear every few minutes.

This process is extremely short, and if you don't deliberately observe it, you won't be able to detect this abnormality at all.

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