Lately, the Grims have been busy.

There are more and more evil ghosts, not to mention investigating who is behind the scenes, and it is not easy to stop and rest, but fortunately, a lot of new police officers have been recruited, otherwise there is really no chance to catch your breath.

In a curvy retro Beetle, two police officers take off their uniforms and wait for the handover to end the day.

"Kaiwei, come, take a drink!"

"Lothar, are you crazy? You can't drink alcohol at work! ”

"What are you afraid of, there will be a colleague coming over in a few minutes."

"No! If you don't drink it, you don't drink it! ”

"The newcomer is stubborn, always doing things according to the rules and regulations, and it's boring."

The old fritter, known as Lothar, picked up a pot of 'Underworld' special wine, hummed a little song, and drank it in large gulps.

There was a sound in the back seat of the Beetle, and Kai Wei was about to look back when an ugly hand holding a gun reached out from the back seat and pressed it against Lothar's head.

"Bang !!"

A swarthy hollow erupted from Lothar's head, and her whole body shimmered with ghostly light, gradually turning into a ghostly fire that dissipated into the air.

A demon crawled out of the back seat, smiled, and fired another shot at Kaiwei, the policeman, and said to himself, "You're right, he really shouldn't drink!" ”

A ghostly fire rose from Kaiwei's body, and a cold aura added to the air.

The demon's nose sniffed the taste, and felt that something was not quite right, Kaiwei's body did not completely disappear, leaving a piece of flesh as white as jade.

The demon touched the lump of flesh with its hand, and it suddenly grew hands and feet, but it had no head.

"Is this the flesh of the spirit? A small pit police can actually produce spirit flesh! Looks like we're going on a killing spree lately! The demon swallowed, and was about to swallow it in one gulp, ready to take it back to the lair to digest it.

But the opportunity was fleeting, and the spirit flesh escaped from the Beetle cart and squeezed towards a crowded place, the night was too dark, and the pedestrians were in a hurry, and they disappeared in a few seconds.

"It seems that I have to report to the boss, it's impossible to swallow it alone, I have to take a bite!" The evil spirit gave up on his own search for the spirit flesh and made a phone call to his boss, his face full of abscess.

Spirit flesh is a kind of soul body that only has a one percent chance of being produced after it dies and disappears, the higher the general cultivation, the greater the possibility of output, this is a species that can make ghosts soar in cultivation, there is no consciousness, only instinct, it is a high-level fruit in the underworld in a broad sense, usually those evil ghosts who devour souls, will feel that it is too wasteful to only eat spirit meat, and it is best to eat the soul body.

But there are also some normal ghosts who find it too disgusting to devour souls, and they would rather beat the ghosts to death, and if they can produce spirit flesh, they will eat them with peace of mind.

Like the American Underworld Police, which does not have any cultivation, it is basically impossible to produce, since there is an exception, it must be a coincidence, and even the American Underworld Police produce a very high proportion of spiritual flesh;

Who knows if it's because of the different geographical environment, and the rules for producing spiritual flesh in Huaxia are also different? Someone has to try it, anyway, the Huaxia Difu and the American 'underworld' are always wrong, as a ghost of Huaxia, since he has come to the United States, then make a big fuss!

After answering the call, the boss of the evil ghost looked a little excited, and gave orders to several small bosses, asking them all to go out to hunt the Underworld Police and collect spirit flesh!

"Buzz! Airplanes! Zhang Xiaofan's mobile phone vibrated slightly, it seems that the fish has bitten the bait!

A few days ago, Zhang Xiaofan asked Chen Yating to implant a small piece of spiritual flesh when she met a colleague when she was at work, and waited for the spiritual flesh to absorb nutrients from Chen Yating's colleague and grow up.

Chen Yating picked out the same newcomers as her, and after chatting a few words of familiarity, the two sides took the opportunity to knock out, in order to let those evil ghosts swarm out after eating the sweetness.

If the opportunity is missed, there will be no more, Zhang Xiaofan said to the thirty people: "Brothers, the time has come for our Flame Army to become famous for the first time!" Grab your Soul Slayer Gun and let's go destroy the evil spirits together! ”

"That boss, are we really going to put this on our heads?" Lem, a young black man, asked, holding up the men's briefs in his hand.

Zhang Xiaofan pointed to the word flame written in English on the underwear and said, "This is not a pair of underwear!" This is our flame! You have to try to appreciate the meaning of the word, not just by his appearance, okay? ”

In order to show that this was not embarrassing, Zhang Xiaofan took the lead in putting his underwear on his head and walked around among the thirty people.

Sam rolled his eyes and said to Lem: "Okay, don't embarrass the boss, obviously the funds are not enough, but he doesn't say it clearly, even if there is no uniform, the style of these panties is not uniform, it looks like a group of changes. When we get together, it's useless to talk more. ”

"But the boss's mood is too good, right? His one is lace, it should be women's panties, right? Lem's eyes revealed a blind worship of Zhang Xiaofan, and he could be regarded as a die-hard fan.

"Alright, let's go, put on your panties!" Sam doesn't care much about these things, anyway, he's been a weirdo for so many years, and he's killed a lot of people, is he still afraid of this men's briefs? Thinking of this, Sam took a breath and put his panties over his head.

But as soon as he put on his underwear and breathed, Sam was about to vomit, this is actually old second-hand panties! Vomit!

When he looked at Zhang Xiaofan again, Sam's eyes seemed to be changing. State the same.

Zhang Xiaofan said menacingly: "Let's go!! ”

"Wait a minute!" Li Baoer grabbed Zhang Xiaofan, stared at the underwear on the top of Zhang Xiaofan's head for about half a minute, her eyes widened, and she kicked him a few times: "Let you steal my underwear!" Let you steal my panties!! Bastard!!! ”

About an hour later, Zhang Xiaofan came to the city center with a group of flames with a blue nose and swollen face, separated three waves of people on top of the high-rise buildings of several blocks, and they jointly pinched the fingers and buried the improved rosaries in the high places of the buildings, so that everyone in the city center saw ghosts!

Since you choose to become famous, you have to let people see the process of catching ghosts, although it will cause panic, but in this way you can increase your popularity!

"Group A! Group A! Let's go! ”

"Roger!"

"Group B! Cover Group A! Group C seals the back road! ”

"Roger!" "Roger!"

Zhang Xiaofan held a military telescope and stared at the movements of the three groups of people, for fear that something would go wrong with them.

At the same time, several important neighborhoods in the center of New York City resounded one after another, all from the fear of the heart, and several people with bad hearts were scared to death.

"Ah!! Help me!!! There is a devil!! ”

"Is this the end of the world? O Lord! Help me! ”

"These monsters can't be killed! There is no physical attack, my wife is leaving!! ”

"Ah!!h

Originally, ordinary citizens couldn't see ghosts, and those evil ghosts wouldn't pick ordinary people to start, but since they had been discovered by ordinary people, these evil ghosts became greedy, and swallowed the souls of ordinary people in one bite, making them vegetative.

The underworld can't appear in time, after all, there are many more demons than the underworld, and now the demons take the initiative to hunt and kill the underworld, the whole situation is very chaotic, the 'underworld' has transferred back a lot of underworld police from other countries, but it still can't suppress the spread of evil ghosts, the most prosperous place in New York City and the United States, something happened here, and the whole 'underworld' is not happy.

Just kidding, China is a vast land, hundreds of evil ghosts are born every year, and the evil ghosts that have accumulated for thousands of years are expelled to the United States, even if it can't break the foundation of the 'underworld', it can also make the 'underworld' a headache.

The King of Jizo, who was far away in the Chinese Prefecture, said to the Ten Palaces of Yama: "Now that the 'underworld' in the United States is in turmoil, it is a good time for us to go on an expedition, gentlemen, please think twice!" ”

After the ten halls of Yama deliberated for a while, they all nodded, and the king of Yama said: "Okay, the king of the earth is really wonderful, anyway, now that the hell is empty, you will become a Buddha in a few days, so, we will send five people to lead the army, you will stay in the underworld, assist the other five kings of Yama in handling government affairs, and it will not bury your intelligence, and I will propose to Rulai in the future, which can also make your qualifications go to the next level, okay?" ”

"Thank you King Yama, thank you!" With such a great opportunity to take control of the underworld, how could the king of Jizo refuse?

If he is so evil and holds his loved ones hostage, what reason do he have to consult the Buddhist scriptures compiled by Nyorai and his subordinates?

King Jizo has long since abandoned his good thoughts and disregarded the lives of American civilians, and now, he only wants to take back his loved ones, and he does not hesitate to play with everyone in the palm of his hand, which is the helplessness of following a hypocritical boss.

King Jizo even spent a hundred years of his vitality to calculate the direction of the next month, forced Zhang Xiaofan to the United States, and even forced him to set up a flame army, stirring up a storm, but who can know, in this world, who is the fish and who is the bait?