"Since everyone wants to go!" Zhang Zhiwei grinned, his face became extremely dark and solemn: "Then go!" ”

Lu Ci said excitedly: "Then when will we leave?" ”

"What's the panic, do things from the beginning to the end, first deal with the widows in Bincheng, and then we will go to Changbai Mountain." Zhang Zhiwei said.

"Steady!" Lu Ci gave a thumbs up.

At this time, Lu Jin said: "By the way, Senior Brother Zhang, the Japanese railway garrison that was attacked by demons and ghosts has been routed all the way, and now it is about to return to Bincheng, what if they hide in the houses and fight in the streets?" ”

"What should I do?" Zhang Zhiwei pinched a trick in his hand, and continued to control the demons and ghosts to disperse and outflank the fleeing widows, "That's naturally a great deal!" ”

"Spectacular?" Lu Jin was stunned for a moment, reacted, wanted to laugh a little, and was a little worried, and said: "These demons and ghosts are very powerful, and they are not invisible ghosts, especially their poisonous blood, which is very corrosive, if they are killed directly into the city, I am afraid that they will hurt the innocent." ”

"Fake serious, don't always be a mother-in-law, you should continue to suffer from it, just listen to Senior Brother Zhang!" Lu Ci said.

Lu Ci is unkind, compared to Lu Jin, his heart is much more ruthless, in his opinion, when he kills the widows, even if a few unlucky people suffer, it is understandable.

"It's okay, don't worry, I'll restrain the actions of these demons, and besides, we can make some arrangements in advance!"

The confidence brought by strong strength made Zhang Zhiwei confident that he could hold the whole audience.

"What arrangement?" Lu Jin was puzzled.

"Come along!"

After that, Zhang Zhiwei's figure moved and flew out.

Lu Jin and Lu Cidi hurriedly followed.

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"All residents, please note that most of the terrorists who caused the riots have been cleared, but there are still a small number roaming the streets, it is only a matter of time before the situation completely subsides, please don't worry, but in order to prevent the terrorists from escaping, the military will block all intersections, everyone will be at home, not allowed to go out, it is better to hide in cellars......"

On the telephone poles along the streets of Ben Thanh, there are many loudspeakers, and in these loudspeakers, there are magnetic male voices speaking Mandarin.

In the streets, sporadic gunfire rang out from time to time, and the sky gradually darkened.

Residents living in Ben Thanh were worried about being injured by stray bullets outside, so they hid in the safest places in their homes.

For this kind of incident, they are not too alarmed, especially the older generation of Bincheng people, Bincheng has changed hands several times, and they have experience.

As early as the beginning of the war, he brought enough daily necessities and hid with his family in the cellar where sweet potatoes, potatoes, and cabbage were stored.

In a cellar, a family whispers.

"Isn't it over yet?"

"No, I heard the explosion just now."

"Who called, I haven't lived a stable life for a few years, I can't go to work tomorrow, and I still have a few children to feed!"

"Work is important or life is important, hide well, this time it seems to be a big trouble, you didn't see it in the afternoon, there were so many planes in the sky, but within a few minutes, all of them were blown up, I heard that a plane has to tens of thousands of oceans, just a short period of time, directly bombed twelve planes, how much does it cost!"

"Did you say that the people from the south called back?" There was some surprise in the voice.

"Fart, I even feel like I believe it's someone from Maozi's side who called!"

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"Repeat, all inhabitants ......"

In the broadcasting room of the Bincheng Broadcasting Bureau, there were several people lying horizontally and vertically, and Zhang Zhiwei sat in front of a microphone, reading seriously.

Behind him, Lu Ci, Lu Jin and the others all looked at Zhang Zhiwei in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhiwei's so-called arrangement was to rush to the broadcasting room of the Bincheng Broadcasting Bureau one step ahead of schedule and evacuate the crowd through the loudspeakers hung by the Japanese in the streets and alleys.

"Little Heavenly Master's idea is good, almost every household here has a cellar, so you don't have to worry about hurting the innocent when you hide in it!" Liu Wei exclaimed.

"It is worthy of being a master and a high apprentice, and it is thoughtful to consider the problem!" Li Shuwen also praised.

"Senior Brother Zhang has great wisdom!" Lu Ci said.

"Senior Brother Zhang, both wise and brave!" Wang Ai said.

"Why didn't I think of that?" Lu Jin said.

After repeating it several times in a row, Zhang Zhiwei turned off the radio and walked out of the broadcast room.

This is the building of Ben Thanh Broadcasting Bureau, which is a modern eclectic building in Europe and the United States, and you can overlook the scene below from the top of the building.

Below, a terrifying demon with two feet tall and blood-red eyes, holding two three-wheeled motorcycles in both hands, waving left and right.

This demon has a wide face and fangs, a big belly and a round belly, and you can tell that there are a lot of people who have eaten it at a glance.

"Fire, don't let it get close, kill it!"

On the other side of the street, a team of fleeing pirates was resisting stubbornly, and the staggered rain of bullets hit the demons.

Dozens of tongues of fire pierced through the demons, along with more than a dozen grenades that were immediately detonated, directly covering the demons with firepower.

The chain reaction caused by the explosion also detonated the two three-wheeled motorcycles in the hands of the demon.

A series of explosions blew the ground into a two-meter crater.

Although the demon has rough skin and thick flesh, it still can't withstand this level of explosion, and it is directly splashed with flesh and blood.

Splashes of black blood splattered out with pieces of flesh.

This team of pirates knew the power of this black blood and wanted to dodge.

But this is an alley, and the black blood is overwhelming, and there is no way to avoid it.

In the end, the group of would-be wolves and demons died a painful death, and their flesh was melted by black blood and turned into hideous and terrifying skeletons.

On the building, Zhang Zhiwei and his entourage watched this scene quietly.

Liu Wei took a long breath of the air with gunsmoke and stench, took out the wine gourd, took a sip of wine, and said:

"It's disgusting, this world is like that pile of corpses, it's rotten!"

Li Shuwen snatched Liu Wei's wine gourd, took a sip, and said:

"Although the world is chaotic, but the occasional people are shining, but it is not too bad, these shining people will end these disputes, everything will end, everything will be fine!"

"It's not going to end!" Liu Wei leaned against the fence on the roof of the building and watched the battle below: "The battle of people does not end because of the end of anyone and anything. ”

"Why did you suddenly become sentimental, what Shopkeeper Liu said was too far, I only seize the day!"

Zhang Zhiwei looked not far away: "The pace of the demons' attack has stopped, it should be the few remaining strangers in Bincheng to make a move, let's fight quickly!" ”

"Are we going to make a move?" Lu Ci said with great interest.

"Let's put the finishing touches on it!" Zhang Zhiwei stared into the distance, "These demons and ghosts are very resentful, and after seeing blood, they are even heavier, if they continue to disperse, even if I continue to disperse, it will be difficult to ensure that they do not hurt the innocent, gather them together, and clean them up together!" ”

"Sounds very enjoyable, what is Senior Brother Zhang going to arrange?" Lu Jin said excitedly.

Zhang Zhiwei said: "There is a very famous legend over there called a hundred ghosts night walk, today, we are in this coastal city, a hundred ghosts night walk!" ”

He looked at Wang Ai: "Fatty, use your housekeeping skills to draw us a dress, to be mighty, to be magnificent, to be luxurious!" ”

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In the night breeze, a group of Japanese soldiers threw away their rifles and fled for their lives.

Behind them, a huge demon followed.

The demon was covered with bullet marks, its skin was strangely purple-black, and its finger joints were wide and swift like a tiger and leopard.

One of the would-be robbers couldn't dodge, was caught by the demon, and gnawed off half of his head in one bite.

"Woohoo!"

The demon opened his blood-colored eyes, hugged the head of the wolf and sucked it violently, and the sound it made was chilling.

"Yaga!"

At this moment, a samurai dressed in a ronin costume suddenly appeared, leaning low, almost touching the ground.

His hands are held on the curved long knife at his waist, and he poses in a "Iai" posture, which is also known as the knife drawing technique, which is a god-fast slash in Japanese swordsmanship, and pays attention to killing with one blow.

I only heard a "sonorous" sound.

The sword light was ten meters long, and the demon who was sucking the brain marrow was cut in two, and the black blood splashed out violently.

The ronin samurai pulled out a few sword flowers.

The knife is nearly one meter two long, the slender blade, the knife edge is like the bow of a longship, this is the Tai knife in the Japanese knife, this knife type is improved from the Chinese Tang knife, the small cut first, the front is narrow and the back is wide, and the shape is ancient.

The sword was like an arm in the hand of the ronin samurai, and in the middle of the rotation, it unleashed a sharp sword qi, slashing the black blood that poured from the demon ghost.

Looking at the fallen demon and the human hands that flowed out of the demon's broken belly, the ronin samurai was furious.

He had long known that the military was experimenting with living people, creating demons and ghosts, and using them as weapons of war.

But he never thought that the first battle of the demons created by the empire would be themselves.

"The liver marrow is flowing wild, and the demons are full of demons, not only General Fujita, but also the great priest Watanabe, I'm afraid something big has happened, the enemy who came this time is far more terrifying than imagined, with my strength, if I collide with it, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, I have to leave this place and go to the lion's mouth."

The ronin samurai tucked his long knife back into his waist and thought about what to do next.

"Mr. Kobayashi, what the hell is this, a gun can't kill it, only a grenade can hurt it."

"Could it be that those unjustly killed people came to ask for their lives?"

I don't do bad things in my life, I am not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, in this land, they have done too much evil, so when they see demons and ghosts, the first reaction in their minds is to ask for their lives.

"Don't talk nonsense, I heard that it came out of a compound fertilizer factory on the outskirts of the city!"

Perhaps it was the ronin samurai who brought a sense of security, and a few Wako soldiers were talking to each other.

However, the ronin samurai named Kobayashi didn't know about them.

He looked to the end of the long street, where an atmosphere of extreme terror was spreading.

Immediately afterward, a terrible silence swept through the surroundings.

Now, not only the ronin samurai, but even those Japanese soldiers also felt it.

For a moment, everyone fell silent, staring at the end of the long street.

There was a black fog, shadows and shadows, and between the rolling fog, a sudden terrifying suona sounded sound.

The sound of this suona is getting closer and louder.

Suddenly, an ink-colored ghost shadow blowing suona suddenly came out of the fog, followed by a ghost honor guard holding a long flag, a brand, and a flag.

Behind them, a horde of monstrous demons lined up.

Suddenly, the aura of terror spread wildly.

The black mist that filled the air was emanating from this group of demons and ghosts, and it lingered above their heads, thick as a sea of smoke, mighty and mighty, and the hearts of those who watched it were frightened and their backs were cold.

The main thing is going to come out...... Seeing the hordes of demons, the ronin samurai clenched the sword in his hand, feeling a little bitter in his heart, and just wanted to leave, he was targeted.

Then, he saw that in the depths of the black fog, an ink-colored luxury chariot loomed.

In front of the chariot, there are three ghost generals wearing black carcass iron clothes, wearing Prajna face armor, holding a sword, two ghost generals are tall, standing on the left and right of the chariot, and one ghost general is short and fat, standing in the middle.

And on the chariot, sat a huge black shadow, covered in heavy armor, with an iron mask on its face, and its golden pupils seemed to be blazing, spewing out fine crumbs like lightning.

"To tell the truth, these carcass pills and armor are worn on the body of the widows, just like the clown who jumps the beam, but when they are worn on the little heavenly master, they are wearing thousands of horses with high teeth, and they look like the officials of the feudal territory in the underworld are patrolling, majestic!"

On the rooftops on both sides of the street, Liu Wei was amazed and admired.

Next to him, Li Shuwen also exclaimed: "The Heavenly Demon Lord, the Tai Sui God in the world is nothing more than that, who can think, who dares to think, this is actually the little Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain?" ”

"It's outrageous!" Liu Wei took a sip of wine, "I know why the Heavenly Master is so worried!" ”

"What's not to worry about, don't be angry, what kind of young man, if I have such strength in the year of the weak crown, I am a hundred times more crazy than him!" Li Shuwen laughed.

Compared with Li Shuwen and Liu Wei's breezy winds, the ronin warriors Xiao Zaobayashi and the Japanese soldiers below are not so calm.

Dozens of huge demons are standing in a forest.

Especially the "ghost king" on the chariot stood in front of them like a mountain.

The "Ghost King" looked down at them condescendingly, and the eyes under the mask that sprayed golden flames fell on them, like an invisible black hand, pinching them in their hands, clenching them little by little, and they were almost out of breath.

Ronin samurai Kobayashi raised his head and stared at the tall figure on the chariot, "Who are you?" ”

He couldn't figure out the details of the other party.

These demons are obviously the products of the Great Priest, and they are controlled by the Great Priest, so why are they controlled by others?

Is this man a traitor to Shintoism?

Like the Huaxia side, the Inhumans on the Wako side are not monolithic.

There are Inhuman organizations that advocate aggression and advocate bushido, such as the True Sword Stream who controls the demon sword Leechmaru.

There are Inhuman organizations that oppose war and advocate peace, such as the Ishikawa Buddha Kenryu.

There are also gods and ghosts, similar to the inhuman organizations of the whole sex in China, such as the Ninja of Bishan Mountain.

But no matter which organization it is, the other party is not good.

"Let's go!"

Xiao Zaobayashi roared, suddenly pulled out his knife, and slashed out hundreds of knives in a row, and the knife and knife qi were agitated vertically and horizontally, forming a net, and covering the past fiercely.

He knew that there was no chance of winning, and to stay for one more second was to be closer to death for one more second, so he had to fight.

But the result of the temptation made people desperate, the overwhelming sword Qi was torn apart by the claw of the "ghost king", and it did not set off any wind and waves.

"It's a fart, retreat ......"

He suppressed the horror in his heart, ignored the group of Japanese soldiers, and ran wildly without looking back, he only hoped that the soldiers would delay him for a little longer.

Seeing that Xiao Hayabayashi took the lead in escaping, the group of Japanese soldiers were stunned for a moment, and after reacting, they also wanted to run.

But it was too late, and hordes of demons blocked their way, waving their dark ghost claws and pounced on them.

"Poof, poof, poof......"

For a while, blood splashed, and limbs flew with flesh and blood, and this team of would-be robbers, dozens of people, were twisted into flesh and bones in an instant.

As for the escaped Waiko

The "Ghost King" didn't chase after him, but just stared at each other quietly, and under the mask, his golden eyes sprayed with lava-colored light.

In an instant, the fleeing ronin samurai spontaneously combusted without wind, and was instantly encompassed by the golden flames.

Under the flames of the Divine Eye, his whole body began to melt rapidly like hot butter.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he was transformed into a flaming skeleton, like a ghost rider.

And it was only then that he felt that extreme pain and let out a desperate scream.

It's just that his mouth, which has become a skull, can no longer make a sound, and can only let out a silent cry of despair.

Then, the black fog spread, and the ghosts cleared the way, pulling the cart forward, crushing the desperate screaming flame skeleton into mud and dust, and continuing towards the next target.

Readers, my sister got married today, I owe a change, and I will make up for it in two days, thank you for your support.

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