In a room on the second floor of the bar, all surrounded by some kind of material, a man sat on the couch, reading a newspaper.

A door opened on the side, and a man walked out, walking in a very strange manner, as if he had just learned.

"How does it feel to be reborn?"

The appearance of a young man came, but that face was very flattering, not to mention the potholes, and the whole felt a little compressed by something, and it is estimated that ordinary people will be disgusted and want to vomit at a glance.

"I feel empowered."

The young man smiled, looking even more terrible, walked to the mirror on the side, and after only one glance, he froze.

Boom!

The next moment, he shattered the mirror with a punch and roared.

"This... Who's this! What the hell have you done to me! This honor is a monster at all! ”

The middle-aged man on the sofa still had the same facial expression and said coldly.

"Ai Kun, if you want to get a strong power, how can it be without a little effort, if it is not in this way, it is easy to be noticed by the underworld, put on your clothes, we are leaving, the people of the special combat team have already come in."

That's right, this monster-like ugly monster is Ai Kun, who was killed by Ling Chaoran's punch, I don't know how to resurrect it, but this honor really doesn't dare to agree.

Don't dare to refute the middle-aged man, Ai Kun is wearing clothes, and the hatred in his heart has been strong to the extreme.

Ling Chaoran, you wait for Lao Tzu, the next time we meet, I will let you taste 10,000 times the pain.

"What about the two special forces members in the hall outside?"

Before leaving, Ai Kun subconsciously asked, and the middle-aged man waved his hand.

"This place has been exposed, after the birth ghost gives birth to you, you will die within three days, so let it and these children of it play with the people of the special combat team."

Ai Kun smiled, he was reborn, he was already unimaginably cruel, his mind was full of the desire to kill, these members of the special combat team, if there was no help from metaphysical masters, they would inevitably die very miserably.

And downstairs, after hearing Ling Chaoran's words, Jiang Haotong and Wolf Er were not good, after all, they had seen it before, and with the early warning of the spirit butterfly, they completely believed it.

Imagine what it would be like to be surrounded by ghosts, normal people, the two of them were not scared to pee on the spot, they were already well-trained.

"Let's go, go to the second floor, I already seem to know what the hell is going on."

Just when Ling Chaoran and the three of them had just gotten up, everyone in the bar who was originally chatting or drinking suddenly turned their heads to stare at them, their eyes flashing red, and they were extremely mad.

"Follow me!"

Swish!

Ling Chaoran burst into a shout, the Nine Dragons Whip in his right hand appeared, and with a snap of the whip, the four imps rushing in front of him were immediately smashed, and then one danced, and eight ghosts on both sides were also eliminated at the same time.

Seeing this, Jiang Haotong and Wolf Er breathed a sigh of relief, but the gun in their hands was useless, and it was completely powerful and had nowhere to feel.

"Let go of the speed, these ghosts can't be killed!"

Seeing that the two of them didn't follow, Ling Chaoran scolded and rushed up to the second floor first.

Jiang Haotong and Wolf Er followed, went up the stairs and looked back, both of them were terrified, those ghosts that had just been smashed had actually reappeared, and they really couldn't be killed.

When I reached the second floor, I saw the strong man Iron Hammer and another young man lying on the ground.

"They're just lost in a dream, and when they're gone, I'm going to get rid of the ghosts, or these imps won't die."

Wolf II was the first to go crazy.

"Brother Chaoran, what should we do then?"

The point is that many ghosts at the staircase have already floated up and outcropped, and their bullets are useless, isn't this waiting for death?

Ling Chaoran slashed at the staircase, turned around and said helplessly.

"You've learned all your usual tactical training in vain? Figure it out yourself, who told you that you have to resist. ”

With that, Ling Chaoran had already rushed into a room not far away.

Looking at the various ghosts that no longer looked like people floating up at the staircase again, Jiang Haotong's face turned a little pale.

Suddenly! He remembered Ling Chaoran's last words, observed it slightly, and immediately calmed down.

"Wolf two, three o'clock direction window, shoot!"

As the gunshots rang out, Wolf Er also understood what it meant, the windows on the first and second floors were separated by wooden boards, and they couldn't be beaten, right, couldn't they escape?

Naturally, there was no problem with their marksmanship, and after a burst of strafing, each of them picked up a person and rushed forward frantically.

Bang bang!

With two noises, they broke through the window and landed on the road on the first floor, which was impossible for them to be injured.

I don't know why, after coming out, I looked back and saw that the windows on the second floor were still intact, and I still couldn't see anything, the same as before.

"This... It's weird, isn't it? ”

Jiang Haotong also frowned.

"Don't worry about these for now, Brother Chaoran will definitely be able to solve it himself, let's go back first."

In the bar, Ling Chaoran looked at the extremely disgusting ghost in the room, and his brows furrowed deeply.

Producing ghosts, one of the hundred ghosts, you know, those who can enter the hundred ghosts are not ordinary ghosts.

The birth of a ghost is mostly formed by a woman who died in childbirth, of course, the probability is extremely low, but once it is formed, it is also very powerful.

The long loose hair, more than two meters long, the bulging belly and the red line called the blood bait on the throat are the most iconic images of the ghosts.

Whew!

Seeing Ling Chaoran, the birth ghost roared, and his long hair swept madly like sharp thorns.

Syllable!

There was a whip sound, the demon wailed, and all the hair was chopped and scattered.

Holding back a glance at the many little ghosts who had already forced into the door, Ling Chaoran did not waste any more time, and whipped the ghost on the road again, and in an instant, the children of those who gave birth to ghosts wailed and turned into nothingness.

The Nine Dragons Tower absorbed the soul of the ghost, but Ling Chaoran was not the slightest happy.

If no one intervenes, the ghost is parasitic on the pregnant woman's body by relying on the blood bait, so as to give birth to a ghost fetus by himself, but looking at the more than 30 ghost fetuses outside just now, it proves that this ghost was domesticated.

And the breath in the room is full of powerful resentment and yin energy, indicating that not long ago, the ghost gave birth to another child, and this baby is obviously not simple, but it has disappeared, and even he does not dare to guarantee that the ghost will be eliminated, and the last child will not dissipate.

Back at the place where the two squads were stationed, he almost entered the door with his front foot, and he was pointed at many guns on his back foot.

"Don't move, we now accuse you of interfering with confidential operations, please go back with us to stand trial."

Looking at the entire members of the Fuhu Special Combat Team in front of him, including Jiang Haotong, when they were all pointed at gunpoint, Ling Chaoran held back a glance at Zhang Feng, the leader of the gloating Raptor Special Combat Team, and didn't say anything.

Just go and go, just want to go to the camp to meet a few old friends, even if it's a drop-by.