The phone rang, it was an unfamiliar phone number.

Looking down at my phone, I connected: "Hey, who's it, it's a salesman, I don't have any money, let's find someone else."

"Officer White...... If you don't have time, let's meet. A deep voice came from inside the phone.

"Guo Deming?" I laughed.

"You don't seem surprised that I'm calling, aren't you?"

"Nothing surprising, are you good at putting a bomb under my car?" I smiled and said calmly.

"This matter is not on our side, my son is spoiled, I will educate him well, Officer Bai, you can make a price, how much does it cost, can this matter be stopped?" Guo Deming said in a deep voice.

Guo Deming softened.

It's not that I'm afraid of this person, but I'm afraid of the succession of things that will happen after killing this person.

"I'm sorry, I'm not short of money."

"I'll go look for you at eleven o'clock tonight, just wait."

"Ah, besides, you seem to have killed a lot of people, and I'll take those people with me to find you when the time comes." I laughed and hung up.

Syllable......

Guo Deming slammed the mobile phone in his hand to the ground and smashed it to pieces.

That guy really didn't give any face, and even threatened himself.

Damn bastard, do you really think you don't dare to touch him?

There was even an agreed time, eleven o'clock? Lao Tzu wants you to have no return.

As for the latter sentence, Guo Deming directly ignored it, Guo Deming felt that it might just be that guy accusing him of his crimes.

After hanging up the phone, Su Qingya and I came to the side of the big river that ran directly through the city center.

The girl who was forced to death by Guo Ao had already been buried, but the body was dug up, and all the bodies of the rest of the family were thrown into this river.

People are already dead, and there is not even peace for people.

These people are really complete scum.

Su Qingya and I sat in a nearby drink shop, waiting, until night fell and there was no one by the river, and we reappeared.

Nodding at Su Qingya, I came to the place by the river, took a deep breath, formed a strange handprint on my hands, and began to chant silently in my mouth.

Those who turn around have endless solutions. The infinite will have the heart of a saint, with the wisdom of the unpredictable; With the wisdom of the unpredictable, the mind is clear, and the chaos of Shinto is one. Talking about all kinds of changes is endless......

Circle Beast!

The penultimate method among the seven techniques of the Yin Fu of this scripture.

This method is quite weird, and it is not the method of purifying and absorbing yin qi like the Lingyong of the Joy Method.

It's not the kind of Shengshen Law Five Dragons, a means of strong attack.

This is a means of manipulation, similar to the five ghost handling techniques of Daomen, the same means of raising ghosts in Thailand and controlling corpses in Xiangxi.

But this method is definitely much more clever.

The Circle Beast can awaken the sleeping souls of the dead, and can make these souls have far more powerful power than usual in a short period of time.

At the same time, these unjust spirits are completely under the control of the caster and act according to the caster's orders.

Guo Deming has a large number of subordinates, and there are even a large number of guns and ammunition from unknown sources, to deal with these people? Kidding aside, no matter how good I am, I can't single-handedly rush over and take on so many people, but there are some other options I can choose.

With that low chanting, a black air flow gradually rose from the surface of the river, and continued to roll on the surface of the river.

There was silence in the middle of the night, not even the slightest sound of the wind, but the river was caught in the stormy waves, the river was tumbling violently, and just a dozen meters away in front of him, a huge whirlpool appeared out of thin air on the river surface.

The whirlpool was spinning wildly, and as the chanting time increased, the whirlpool spun faster and faster.

Gradually, figures floated up from the whirlpool, hovering above the river.

One by one, all of them are shadows, drifting silently.

Those figures are all souls buried in this river.

Over the years, I don't know how many people have died in this river.

In a short period of time, there were already dozens of gray-black shadows in front of him, all with dull faces, staring ahead with a blank look, not knowing why he was awakened.

As the whirlpool continues to expand, the number of shadows is also increasing rapidly, and the front is already densely black.

Rao is that these ghosts were summoned by me, but when I saw this appearance, I still felt a little numb in my scalp, how many people died in this river.

Those ghosts, after being summoned, quickly came to their senses after the initial confusion.

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