"I, should be from the seaside"

He Cheng couldn't remember the name of the small fishing village, and focused on the new ghost king.

"Let's play cards, let's play cards"

The monk rubbed his head and laughed, and the Chinese language was a few points more correct than He Cheng.

He Cheng looked at the ghost king more because the other party's ghost aura was condensed, maybe it was not only the ghost heart, but the ghost bones were condensed, and it was strange that the ghost king kept staring at him.

He hadn't seen Issey Miyake back then, and even if he did, he probably wouldn't be able to remember it.

Japanese flower cards, not much interest.

He Cheng threw the card casually, grabbed the cloth stick on his back, tore off the cloth, and pressed the sword on the table.

"I can't play anymore, let's kill directly!"

His murderous words were revealed, and the corpse qi boiled out, like water vapor from boiling hot water, rolling into the sky.

The corpse gas is heavy again, just flew to the top of the head and fell down, smashing on the ground with a rattle, this corpse gas is like poisonous gas, the card table is stained in the blink of an eye, it is corroded and deformed, and the weight of the long sword suddenly collapses, leaving only three legs.

As soon as his fierce face was revealed, the ghosts of the Imperial Army Club immediately tore their faces, and pounced on them one by one with teeth and claws.

With a hook of his toes, Zhong Kui's sword that fell to the ground was grabbed in his hand, followed He Cheng's palm around, and drew a full moon, although the sword had no divine power, the miracle did not have half a point of annihilation, followed by He Cheng shook his wrist to collect the sword, and after the thirteen fatal serial swords, the entire Imperial Army Club, except for He Cheng, only four ghosts were still alive.

"Ha, it's been a long time since I've eaten so full!"

The long sword was stuck in the ground, like a knife cut into tofu, not listening to the sound, the sharp sink into the ground, the hilt of the sword trembling outside.

He Cheng took a deep breath, and he didn't need to use his ability, the yin qi was like a straw, and it drilled into his mouth with a slight mouth.

Zombies feed on blood and take resentment as their strength, and the resentment in the souls of this group of ghosts is extremely heavy, and although the resentment that cannot be turned into experience only exists in the body, the power is not small when it is used.

The cheongsam female ghost smoking a hookah has green eyes, and the left half of her pretty face is burnt black, which is very scary.

She grabbed the hookah and hooked it into He Cheng's neck, the cigarette pouch pot smelled of blood, it was the tea made by the human brain, the cigarette pouch pot was as fast as a knife, and a wide slit was drawn when it first wiped the ground, and when it was about to stick to He Cheng's clothes, I saw He Cheng bend over, dodged the cigarette pouch pot, and knocked it with his backhand, and there was a clang.

The hookah bottle seemed to come to life, and a python turned around to block the way behind He Cheng's hand.

"This gentleman, we played cards with you, why did you suddenly do it?"

Don't look at her half-burnt face and just listen to the voice, it is estimated that Tang Seng will also tremble.

He Cheng bared his teeth, "I'm hungry, I'll start eating when I've had enough!" ”

"Humph!" The female ghost snorted, and the hookah turned around again, she wanted to use the cigarette pouch to hook off He Cheng's head.

Still, she underestimated the zombie's body.

There was another clanging sound, He Cheng didn't move, the cigarette pouch hooked his neck, but the other end was missing a slender white hand to grab, it turned out that the strength was too strong, and he took it off!

He Cheng raised his hand and grabbed it, pinching the female ghost's head, only to hear the terrible cry of "ahhh

Just felt it, the corpse qi rose a lot, he hadn't experienced this fullness for decades, and last time he still robbed the ghost of the ghost for a full meal.

When I opened my eyes, there were no other ghosts in front of me.

The nose of a zombie is different from the nose of a living creature, it does not smell fishy, rotten, sweet and sour, but smells yang and yin, resentment and hatred!

The living can smell when they are panting, and those who have just become zombies can chase their blood relatives, these are all the credit of the nose.

Of course, the application is also like a person can't smell the smell from dozens of meters away, and zombies are naturally difficult.

He held the sword in his backhand, stepped on the ground on his toes, and his body turned into wind and smashed through two walls, and he saw the monk and the fat officer with angry eyes and grimaces.

"Swear to protect Miyake Daisa!"

The two ghosts rushed to He Cheng angrily, in the small club, the wind was like a wave, and the lights above the head were automatically extinguished one by one, and they swayed when they came to He Cheng from far and near.

Smack

The last light went out, and the two ghosts turned into dead and bit He Cheng.

But there is a long light, the length is like a short gun, and the usage is like a sledgehammer chisel, but it is sharp on both sides!

This long light entered and exited on the two ghosts, and when it was retracted in an arc, it fell into He Cheng's hand, and after a closer look, he found that it was the big long sword in his hand.

With three clicks, the monk fell to the ground, but was cut into four parts.

The monk also laughed: "Hahaha, zombie, now that Miyake Daisa has escaped from the seal, he will soon find other generals and lead ten thousand ghosts to seek revenge on you!" ”

"I'll wait!" He Cheng licked his lips, and the soles of his shoes "snapped" on the monk's head, and when he raised his feet again, only a thick black yin qi floated up and flew into the distance.

But before he could go far, he was swallowed by He Cheng's mouth open.

"Hiccup, it's your turn!"

"I, I, I'm the Imperial Army"

The officer stumbled, obviously frightened by the battle just now, they just broke the seal and ushered in a fierce zombie, and it was just a few moves to destroy the group of miscellaneous ghosts, killing the noble lady and the monk, and scaring away Miyake Daisa!

"I know, you're dripping, you're dying!"

Grabbing the officer's neck with one hand, he just wanted to raise his other hand, He Chengcai found that his other hand was still missing, so he stepped on the officer with his right foot, pulling out the carrot like force, and with a click, one head was dragged down.

It's not that he eats bloody, it's that there is a miasma coming out of the officer's mouth and nose when he speaks.

was pulled out of the head, and sure enough, it went out with yellow gas.

"Or a personal bomb"

It is said in the wild history of the Immortal Sect that if you like to be a man, you will have a miasma in your stomach after death.

The ghost is infected with miasma, and the soul is polluted and cannot be reincarnated.

Zombies are naturally not afraid of miasma, and there are even miasma poisonous corpses, and he simply feels stinky and disgusted if he doesn't eat them.

That Miyake Isei is also a little troublesome when he fights.

"I wish I could find a helper to trouble me"

The body shook and turned into a flock of black crows.

Raven grabbed his sword and rushed out of the club.

Jin Maiji and Meng Chao, who were being trained, suddenly raised their heads: "Wow, SR, is there a crow's nest in the police station?" ”

Superintendent Ashin paused and helped the glasses on his face: "You two don't change the topic for me, Snake Boy Ming is lost now, and he can't be found, you two just take off this skin!" ”

On this night, in addition to the big commotion in the police station, there were thousands of ghosts roaming the streets of Hong Kong.

"Sister Xiaohua, I can't find it."

A boy in a small hat floated to the grave, followed by hundreds of ghosts.

Don't look at his small size, he is actually a ghost bully in this place, he has been dead for more than three hundred years, and he often gave him fragrant food before Xiaohua, and he was willing to help Xiaohua after his death.

"There's one left."

Xiaohua tires this wooden barrel, and there are seven fist-sized black scorpions in this bucket, and the scorpions seem to know Xiaohua, and they are surprisingly quiet and stay in the barrel.

"Little flower, little flower, I found it!"

At this time, another male ghost in a robe came.

"What are you going to do!"

Xiaohua turned her head away and didn't want to look at him, this man was the one who raped her with her adoptive father in the first place.

After Xiaohua became a ghost, he also took revenge one by one, although the ghost repented after his death, the evil things he did could not be written off.

"I'll help you find a scorpion to atone for your sins! Listen to me, there is a blind Taoist priest in Mong Kok, and I heard from other ghosts that there is a scorpion under his hand that is exactly the same as you, exuding corpse energy, and ordinary ghosts dare not approach it! ”