"Thanks to just Dongying's ghosts, if it's Huaxia's, even if I have ten lives, it's not enough to die!"

Wang Yan muttered, he only knew one of these four ghosts, and it was the kind of monster that looked like a dog and had five tails.

Its name is Peng Hou, which can be understood as a castrated version of the nine-tailed fox, and its five tails allow it to use the power of the five elements, which is more troublesome.

Most of the hundred ghosts in the night walk of the hundred ghosts are not very strong, but there are still a few that are very difficult. However, Peng Hou was not included in it, it was just more troublesome.

"You two entangle the other three, I'll get rid of this dog first."

Wang Yan took out the T-1000, and after giving him an order, he controlled the meteor dart to fly towards Peng Hou.

A wall appeared out of thin air, blocking the three meteor darts.

As Wang Yan's strength increased, the enemies he encountered became stronger and stronger, and the effect of the ordinary metal of the meteor dart became worse and worse.

It's just that Peng Hou Dingtian is also a D-level ghost, and the use of the earth wall to block the three meteor darts has reached the limit, and the remaining six can only find another way.

"Click!"

A bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck the two nearby meteor darts fiercely, scattering the telekinesis attached to Wang Yan.

Then came the wind, the fire, and the water......

As a ghost who can control the five elements, Peng Hou's strength can rank in the top twenty among the hundred ghosts. Although the previous five spells were very crude, they were okay among D-class ghosts.

"Wang!"

After shooting down Wang Yan's nine meteor darts, Peng Hou opened his mouth and shouted, looking very proud.

However, in the next moment, the dog's face fell into a stupor.

"Bang!"

A body about the size of a calf fell to the ground, and the look in Peng Hou's eyes quickly dissipated, but he couldn't die anymore.

[Kill Peng Hou!] Get 1,500 points and a D-level permission card! 】

Peng Hou is dead, and the situation of the remaining three ghosts is not good.

Both the First God and the T-1000 belong to the type with rough skin and thick flesh, which is resistant to beating and beating, and the mink and porcupine have nothing to do with them.

As for the woman with no clothes on, she kept laughing like a fool and looked very perverted.

[Kill the Qianxi Girl!] Get 800 points and an E-level permission card! 】

casually beating the laughing girl to death, Wang Yan turned his head to look at the sable and the porcupine, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

The porcupine is very aggressive, and its spines are also very hard, and it can easily insert holes in the T-1000's body. This is not too strange, after all, the liquid metal that makes up the T-1000 itself is of average hardness.

What really made Wang Yan feel wrong was the sable, because in less than ten seconds, the First God had already hammered it three times, and it was able to resurrect each time.

"Is this a letter to Brother Chun?"

Wang Yan muttered, he suddenly found that every time the sable was resurrected, there was a wind blowing, and after the resurrection, the wind disappeared without a trace.

"Let me see what it is!"

Wang Yan snorted coldly, and everything in his sight began to slow down and began to become clearer and clearer.

"Bang!"

The first god slowly smashed his fist on the sable head, and the dog-sized thing fell to the ground and died.

Then, a gust of wind appeared as if out of thin air, swaying and curling into the mink's body.

Ignoring the sable that was already jumping around, Wang Yan was shocked by his spirit, and he planned to try to see if he could destroy the wind, because without the help of the wind, the sable was vulnerable.

"Squeak!"

A piercing sound suddenly exploded, and the sable, which was being beaten by the first god, froze violently, and then fell to the ground.

The wind didn't stop at it this time, but fled into the distance, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

【Kill the Beaver!】 Earn 500 points! 】

"Such rubbish? Don't even have an authority card? ”

Muttering a little speechlessly, Wang Yan shook his head and turned to leave after the first god and the T-1000 teamed up to kill the porcupine.

……

In the city of Tokyo, far from Kanagawa Prefecture, a taxi is speeding away.

"Sir, have you really not decided where to go?"

The driver is a middle-aged man with a simple appearance, chubby, and a little depressed.

There is a lot of pressure in Dongying society, and the competition in all walks of life is very fierce. Once you lose your job, you can't find a new job for a long, long time. Therefore, Dongying's services are very high-quality, even to the point of groveling.

It's not because they're high-quality, it's simply because they don't want to lose their jobs and starve.

After all, once they are complained, there is a high chance of losing their jobs, and they have to do this in order to guarantee their income.

"You can go wherever you want, money is indispensable."

Wang Yan took out a thick stack of thousand-yuan bills from the empty ring and threw them directly into the gap under the windshield.

Almost two days have passed since he fought with Peng Hou and other ghosts, and Wang Yan has also changed a lot.

A cut stretched from the corner of the eye to the chin, and several threads were stitched haphazardly, and through the gap, you could see the red gums inside.

His waist, abdomen and chest were covered with bandages, his right hand was left with only two thumbs and index fingers, the soles of his left feet were broken, and a large piece of flesh had fallen from his shoulder.

Although the physical appearance is scary, the mental trauma is called trouble. He now feels like his head is going to blow up in minutes, his mental power is almost drained, and it is good to be able to maintain himself without being unconscious.

At this time, Wang Yan was not miserable, and his combat effectiveness was not one in ten.

This was the end of his battle with many ghosts and ghosts, and he almost hung up while getting a lot of points and permission cards, and finally had to cut off three fingers and half of his palms stained with soul dew in order to save his life.

"I see!"

Looking at the large stack of yen, the driver couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and then quickly focused on the road ahead.

"It should be almost!"

Wang Yan glanced at the personal auxiliary terminal on his left wrist, and the number representing "second" kept jumping, and after 59, it became 0 without warning.

At the same time, a white light came from behind him, followed by an unimaginably terrifying impact.

"Boom!"

The terrifying white light, the furious impact, and the pervasive and intense radiation were finally deafening.

Wang Yan detonated the nuclear bomb with 1 percent of the power of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, directly turning the entire Kanagawa Prefecture into ruins.

【Destroy Kanagawa Prefecture!】 Get 3,000 points and a D-level permission card! 】

[Destroy Chiba Prefecture! ] Get 3,000 points and a D-level permission card! 】

[Destroy Saitama Prefecture! ] Get 3,000 points and a D-level permission card! 】