The moon is empty.

The moon, which was supposed to be the brightest star in the night sky and suppressed the other stars, was bright, but it could not hide the light of the Big Dipper.

And the Caolu monks planned to use them to arrange the magic circle and completely suppress the Fusang Ghost King.

Meanwhile.

Fifteen fire trucks surrounded the area from all sides, and when Meng Fan gave an order, they could spray the liquid mixed with rooster blood and cinnabar water towards the izakaya.

Not to mention completely baptizing it from the inside out, even taking a shower for the whole street, it will never be a problem.

In this way, the geographical advantage occupied by the ghost king will no longer exist, and I will experience what it is called:

Power.

"It is said that there are demons in the famine year, the chaos at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, and the people's livelihood withered, but although there are fierce ghosts in various places, they have not caused any catastrophe, it is precisely because there is a large army (militia group) in charge."

Zhong Fabai looked at the back of his eldest apprentice commanding the Flying Tigers remotely, and his heart was full of emotion.

Ghost King?

How many divisions does it have?

How many base shells?

Ordinary police officers only have the blood and courage to protect themselves, and they are not afraid of lonely ghosts, but the guys in the heavy eucalyptus group have more evil qi to protect their bodies, and the Flying Tigers ......

It is a team that specializes in overcoming difficulties and killing bandits, and it can be regarded as a strong soldier, once it gathers into a group, it is born to restrain evil.

What's more, five helicopters loaded with heavy machine guns have approached, and each large-caliber bullet can penetrate the heavy steel plate, and the warhead is equipped with cinnabar that generally restrains evil spirits.

One breath of three thousand six hundred revolutions.

Great mercy and compassion cross the ghost king.

In addition, there are also high-level specially approved individual rocket artillery and high-explosive grenades.

Meng Fan is very confident, he has expanded his people and advantages to the maximum.

"What are these iron birds?"

Ma Shangfeng held the Glaive Knife and said curiously.

"Helicopter gunships, if they are equipped with small-scale missiles, can easily blow up the seven-story building behind us." Dasha replied to him.

"The Exotic Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons"

Then, he continued to cast his gaze on the cleared street, waiting for the order of the grass house.

The plan for this raid was like this.

The fire truck attacked remotely and poured chicken blood cinnabar water into it, and he didn't expect to be able to kill the ghost king with this, weakening a little bit is a little bit, and by the way, the miscellaneous fish were cleared.

Immediately after, bombarded with shells.

No matter what feng shui bureaus and agencies are inside, they are all broken by violence.

In the end, Zhong Dao Chang used the Northern Emperor Thunder Method with all his strength to remotely attack the ghost king and the evil demon outer path inside.

After doing all this, the big guys are side by side.

After a series of blows, it was impossible for the Ghost King and the others to shrink into the ground and not come out.

"Jiaju, there will be a fight in a while, and the fire trucks and helicopters will all be under your command." Meng Fan handed the walkie-talkie to Chen Jiaju.

At this level of battle, Chen Jiaju is currently unable to participate, but Meng Fan believes in his personality and ability to control timing.

As a result, the right to open fire was safely handed over.

"Let's get started, everybody."

The grass house monk raised his eyes and glanced at the Big Dipper, and then put the array plate on the ground, drew out the magic sword, and meditated cross-legged.

In this battle, he did not participate in hand-to-hand combat, but Meng Fan, Dasha and others entangled the ghost king and tried to kill him.

It is precisely because it is unlikely that they can be killed, so the grass house monk plans to set up a formation, and according to the situation, use star power to eliminate demons.

"Let's go."

Hearing this, Chen Jiaju looked at Meng Fan, and when he saw the latter nodding, he immediately commanded into the walkie-talkie:

"According to the original plan, three fire trucks, on."

“Yes，sir！”

Bright red liquid squirts.

The strong water pressure pours them straight into the izakaya like a water dragon.

Caolu Jushi, Ma Shangfeng, and Xiaohui were full of disbelief, Rao had already seen high-tech equipment such as sports cars and helicopters before, and they were still surprised by the wonder of fire trucks.

Dozens of meters away, a huge column of water erupted, and the force was still so great.

At the same time.

Inside the vast underground space.

As I was eating all kinds of sushi and sashimi, I was talking and laughing about the evil spirits, and I felt a red liquid dripping from the top of my head, and then it poured down like a torrential rain.

The four bewitching female ghosts who served the Fusang Ghost King wailed loudly, no longer as charming as before, but extremely ugly and hideous.

Without waiting for the ghost king to come to their rescue, they were directly scattered.

Because, the water is too terrifying.

In just a few breaths, the place was piled up with enough chicken blood cinnabar water to drown the bare feet.

"Bazooka, ready."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In order to pursue the original taste, the main structure of the Japanese izakaya is: wood.

It's crispy.

The flames rose into the sky.

Light up the entire street.

Sawdust flew everywhere.

Even in the streets and communities far away from the cordon and cordon, the tremor can still be felt.

Fighting?

Even though this word is far away from ordinary citizens and unfamiliar, it still comes to their minds at the first time.

And the uniformed police in charge of patrols perform their duties very seriously, forbidding anyone to approach, even if they themselves are very curious.

"What the hell is this?"

In the Ming Dynasty, all kinds of firearms have officially participated in the war, such as the three-eyed gun, the tiger squat cannon, the Franc machine, and the Hongyi cannon......

But together, they are not as powerful as individual rocket artillery, and the latter is very small and can be used on the shoulder.

Ma Shangfeng moved his mind again, he wanted to bring the sports car back to the Ming Dynasty, and he also wanted to take away the rocket artillery.

"With this artifact, what military feats can't be established?"

"Second round, prepare."

Meng Fan ignored Ma Shangfeng's whispers and gestured towards Chen Jiaju.

Soon, artillery fire rose again.

There is no need to save shells tonight, and it is not that there is no money to fight, so the right is to clear the stock of the police arsenal.

As long as the little devils and old devils dare to make trouble, then fight together!

Besides, if there is such a condition now, why bother with human lives? The jackals of the island country are coming, and they can't just use shotguns, they must be combined with all kinds of heavy firearms.

"They...... How dare they? ”

In the midst of the ruins, a weak voice was heard.

"Heavy machine gun, ready."

This order was added by Meng Fan temporarily, and his most hearty battle before was the Doujiu Ju Demon Maiden, and at that time, only a few large excavators and a group of demolition teams were used.

This is the first time I've seen this kind of big scene.

Of course, with tonight's adaptation, it will be much calmer and more thoughtful to arrange it in the future.

"......" Uncle Feng.

"......" bell white.

Even if they have seen the various operations of their juniors, they are still moved by this situation.

True firepower is justice.

Now.

The firelight reflected on the faces of the people, and the network of fire intertwined from the sky was cathartic, concentrated in a small izakaya.

Not to mention that it has a spacious basement, it has two or three floors, and as long as it is not poured with a lot of reinforced concrete, it is useless.

"I didn't expect the yamen of later generations to use the fire thunder to such an extent......"

The grass house monk completely opened his eyes and felt convinced and admired.

"Yin Kezuo!"

Suddenly, the ghost rage rose to the sky.

In the roar, the Fusang Ghost King, who was wearing tattered armor, broke through the brick beam and rushed out.

……