"What should I do, Uncle Ji, he followed the police!"

Xiaohua asked anxiously.

"This, this, you follow him first, promise to help him first, and then let him help you clean up Ah Wei It's easier"

"This"

"The revenge of life and death, can you revenge it?" Ah Ji shouted angrily, if Xiaohua didn't pester the zombies, he would definitely haunt himself in the end, he was an ordinary person dealing with Ah Wei, no different from looking for death.

As soon as he finished shouting, he saw the policeman who walked out of the door turn his head to look at him and covered his mouth in embarrassment.

"I think there's something wrong with him, Kim McGee!" Meng Chao whispered.

"Now I also believe that he should either go to Aoyama Psychiatric Hospital, or he should go to the morgue!"

The two of them walked to the side of the street and got into the police car.

In the car, Jin McGee said to He Cheng in the back seat: "You kid is very powerful, you smuggled over and went straight to the game hall to play games, and you didn't even get a fake identity?" ”

He Cheng just stared at Meng Chao in the passenger seat for a few moments.

Reincarnation is a strange thing, if you don't drink Meng Po soup, reincarnation from ** is also immortality in another sense.

Meng Chao, in terms of personality, tone and appearance, is the same as the literary talent of decades ago, which is different from Carina Li and Aunt Cane, they just seem to be introverted but very different.

Now it can be regarded as a reunion after a long absence in another sense.

"Meng Chao, why does he keep staring at you?" Kim McKee muttered inwardly.

"That must be my handsomeness!"

"I guess he's thinking why this guy looks so ugly and he hasn't spoken, can't he be a dumb person who can't understand Chinese?"

"I guess so"

He Cheng retracted his gaze, and sat beside him with a green ghost Xiaohua.

"Do you need me to scare them away?"

The female ghost trembled, a little bit like when she first saw Yan Hong.

Now Yan Hong and Alice have gone nowhere, and his useful subordinates are gone.

He Cheng shook his head slightly.

Kim McGee Meng Chao partner, police station, Imperial Army Club, Fierce Ghost Mission.

Summarize this information, and finally come to a result: group of ghosts, big supplement!

The accelerator started with a bang, the car rushed ahead, and the chassis sank and went out.

"Wow, why can't the car run a little?"

"Is it running out of gas?"

The two policemen got on and off the car again and worked for a while, but they didn't find the slightest problem, and it was not clear why the two rear wheels were obviously deflated by a third compared to the front wheels!

Stumbling all the way back to the police station, as soon as they entered the door, they arranged He Cheng on a chair at the door, and rushed into the interrogation room in a hurry.

In the hall where only one lamp was lit, all I could see was He Cheng's slightly gloomy face under the light.

Xiaohua hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking, "What do you have for me to help?" ”

"Let those ghosts you know help me pay attention to a few four female Western zombies from England thirty or forty years ago, one of them is called Alice, and there is one of them named Su Xiong, he should be fifty or sixty years old now. Finally, help me find the eight scorpions scattered throughout Hong Kong."

A wisp of corpse qi slowly floated in front of Xiaohua's eyes, and she subconsciously took a sip.

His face suddenly changed, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

The corpse gas contains the poison of zombies, and He Cheng's corpse poison is among the top among zombies.

The ghost was invaded by corpse poison, and his soul was turbid, and he could only be a lonely ghost in the yang world in the future.

"Follow this wisp of corpse breath to find."

He had already heard the conversation between the female ghost and Ah Ji, and the adoptive father of the female ghost who knew magic was not taken into account by He Cheng, as long as a person who watched the cemetery knew two crop tricks, it was enough to scare the dead ghosts.

The green ghost Xiaohua nodded and left.

He Cheng also stood up, when he first arrived at the police station, he had already sensed that the yin qi of the entire police station was extremely heavy, and there should be a ghost king!

The group of ghosts will gather to select the ghost king, which is similar to the dog king and the elvis king, and the strongest person in the group is selected and called the ghost king.

But there is another kind of ghost king, who has a condensed body, unfathomable mana, can control ghosts, harm people, and is the ghost king in the realm.

The former Jizo Ghost King belonged to one of them, but the Jizo Ghost King back then only had a ghost king's heart, and there was no mana in his body, so he was easily swallowed by He Cheng.

"Feast!"

He grinned and followed the ghost scent towards the prison

"Hey, who are you!"

The police who watched the prison saw He Cheng coming and grabbed the baton and questioned him, but he was ignored.

"Breaking into the police station and prison, do you want to rob the prison? Don't stop and don't blame me! ”

The baton swished through the wind and slammed on He Cheng's shoulder, He Cheng didn't move, but the policeman was hit by the force of the stick rebounding back at his wrist, and his hand shook and leaned back instead of catching the "oops".

"Golden bell hood iron cloth shirt?"

A strong cold wind blew in his face, and the policeman fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

"It's here!"

Looking at the door in front of him, He Cheng stepped in.

The scene of the prison has changed dramatically, from single beds, wooden toilets, and iron-barred windows to a club of singing and dancing.

Soft music accompanied by the smell of wine lingered throughout the club's hall.

There are women on the stage singing Japanese songs, the willow waist is twisted slightly, the cheongsam that reaches the big crotch fans a fragrant breeze, and the people below are drinking wine, playing cards, and applauding while hugging the woman in their arms and kissing a few sips.

"Sir, do you want to have something to drink if you're coming alone?" The bartender spoke Chinese, which was standard.

He Cheng nodded lightly, his nose trembling slightly.

There is a strong ghost smell, there is a fierce ghost at the level of the ghost king, there are four or five who are slightly weaker than the ghost king, and even more down, if you release it, the city will become a dead city in a short time!

"Whiskey, please use it slowly"

The wine glass was pushed in front of He Cheng, and a smell of wine came to his nose, with a hint of blood aroma.

Low-level zombies are often deceived by ghosts' tricks, and when He Cheng burns his eyes with corpse qi, everything in front of him changes.

A large glass of thick, smelly blood, with an eye floating in it, dripping and spinning.

The bartender in front of him was a rotten fellow, and the eyeballs in the wine glass were his.

The one who twisted his waist on the stage was a dried corpse, which looked beautiful at this time. On the sofa, the ghost with a broken arm and a severed head hugged Gu Bai Gu and kissed me and me.

The Imperial Army Club turned into a haunted house in an instant.

The rotten bartender walked up to He Cheng, bent down and said, "Sir, do you want to play cards?" After speaking, another eye popped and jumped into He Cheng's cup.

Under the recommendation of the rotting corpse, He Cheng sat on a table with three missing one half-pushed.

"Hey, I'm a ghost, you believe me!"

The snake boy looked at Jin Maiji, and Meng Chao grinned, revealing his long ghost teeth.

"Ghosts? You! ”

The two stepped forward and punched and kicked, beating the snake boy Ming and screaming.

"Ghosts are bullied"

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