69novels 529 Take Action
529 Take Action
"It's really bad. Did you find out?" Xiong Jianming grinned and smiled softly. "Then I can only tell you that I'm sorry, my dear sister.
"What?"
Xiao Qinghua lowered his head and suddenly saw shadows stretching out from under the palm of his hand that was pressing on the table. It was like a long snake, wrapping around her body. "This is......"
"Shadow ghosts." The expression on Xiong Jianming's face became extremely cold, and he said in an indifferent tone: "They are specially modified strange creatures and have no ability to kill enemies. However, they can restrain any enemy in an unpreventable situation. people."
"The transformation is weird?!" Xiao Qinghua gasped and opened his mouth slightly. "Did you really join them? Xiong Jianming, you are crazy!"
"I think you are the ones who are crazy." Xiong Jianming sneered and said: "As the official organization of Daxia Kingdom, your understanding of weirdness is not even as good as the cult you call it.
At least he can be sure that the Bureau of Supernatural Disasters will never be able to create this kind of [Shadow Ghost]!
Ignorant, mediocre and self-proclaimed, this is Xiong Jianming's evaluation of this gang of tax thieves.
"This is not a reason for you to betray the people!" Xiao Qinghua gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You bastard, what did you say when you were sworn in?"
"I don't want to engage in such hypocritical rhetoric with you, sister." Xiong Jianming shook his head and said without changing his expression: "Anyway, this city will also..."
Rumble.
Before he could finish his words, there was a sudden violent explosion in the martial arts arena.
Mo Wendao, the ghost-controlling boy whose body had swelled to more than ten meters in height, had completely fallen into madness and tore away the restraints given by his ghost-controlling father, Mo Wendao.
Its fist slammed into the edge of the auditorium, and a huge gap suddenly appeared.
"What, what's going on?"
"Going crazy, this imperial ghost is going crazy..."
"Damn it, the viewing platform is about to collapse!"
A large number of spectators finally realized something was wrong and it was too late to evacuate. The entire viewing platform faces to the right, and the huge bulge blocks the aisles and corridors.
The audience had to be trapped in place, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
The ghost-controlling boy's attack still did not stop, punching at the cracked gap.
"Yang, Brother Yang, how much violent medicine did you inject into it?"
"Not much, just one."
The two unlucky guys under the ninth shepherd of the Hundred Ghost Sect were sitting in the stands that were attacked, hugging each other fearfully.
They originally wanted to get closer to see the effects of the violent potion, but they didn't expect that reality fully demonstrated what it means to shoot oneself in the foot. They have brewed the bitter fruit themselves, and now they have to eat it with tears.
"One tube is not much?!" The corners of the young red-haired young man's mouth twitched wildly, and he said with disbelief: "According to the above statement, only two drops are enough to give the wandering soul the power of a resentful spirit!"
Although it only has the power of a wraith spirit, it is not a real wraith spirit. It may even cause the ability to control ghosts to temporarily disappear [Song can use his physical skills... but the improvement in efficiency is still amazing enough!
What's more, this idiot Brother Yang even injected someone with a tube!
The young red-haired young man has completely lost all respect for Brother Yang in front of him. He thinks this guy is a big idiot! He can't even find the right dosage for the medicine. How on earth did this guy pass the Hundred Ghost Sect's recruitment assessment?
Boom.
There was another loud noise, and the auditorium trembled violently again.
"Help!"
"Damn, what are the people from the Bureau of Paranormal Disasters doing?"
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
Cries for help were heard in the stands, and Liu Yuqi and Mo Wudao in the martial arts arena were also controlling their own ghosts, trying to control the swelling Mo Wendao.
But the ghost control skills of the two of them were only at the level of ferocious ghosts and evil spirits. Meeting Mo Wenwen, who had been injected with a tube of violent potion, was like meeting a lamb with a hungry wolf.
Not only that, their ability to control ghosts was of no use to Mo Wenwen, who had been promoted to a higher level. Faced with this kind of dimensionality reduction attack, we are completely helpless.
Thump thump thump.
It was at this time that the Special Forces Team of the Bureau of Supernatural Disasters, responsible for maintaining security order, finally took action.
Traveling into Weirdness: Tsk, these people came too slowly.
The vicious old fat man: I think it's good to be here. These special forces members don't seem to have any confidence in winning.
It can be clearly seen from the screen that the expressions on the faces of these special forces team members are solemn. Although they were large in number, the out-of-control ghost in front of them still brought them tremendous pressure.
Writing Heizi is pronounced as pervert: It seems that the Hundred Ghost Sect is quite powerful, and it can actually develop such a novel thing.
Mediocre Sage Megumi: I don’t think it’s the Hundred Ghosts Sect that’s great, but the Supernatural Disaster Bureau that’s too arrogant. They are just a cult, but they have developed such a thing as the violent potion. On the contrary, the Supernatural Disaster Bureau, as an official organization, will only use traditional ghost control methods to fight its enemies.
Bang bang bang.
This message was sent out, and several special forces members on the screen had already flown upside down. The imperial ghosts they controlled also disintegrated in mid-air and returned to their respective bodies.
This is the protection mechanism of the ghost masters. Once the body is injured, the ghost master will be forcibly recalled. Otherwise, it is difficult to guarantee that the ghost will not bite back the owner when he is unconscious.
~Don’t resist, just divert its attention!” The leader of the special team looked at the damage in front of him, his heart was bleeding. “If you can’t fight, don’t use your ghost control ability!”
His reminder was right, but it has become instinct for ghost masters to use their ability to control ghosts. (Awesome) Another unlucky guy flew out after wiping his body, and there were only two members of the special team supporting him on the field.
"Ask, ask!" Mo Wangdao stood in front of his ghost master with his arms stretched out, and said in a sincere tone: "Don't go on like this anymore, be a good boy! Let's..."
Before he finished speaking, he was slapped away.
The leader of the special forces team looked at this funny scene in front of him, and his head was full of black lines.
"Captain, captain! He's going to you!"
The team member's reminder made him react instantly and he suddenly looked up. Mo Wendao's huge shadow has enveloped him, and his huge fist like a millstone is raised high.
No doubt about it.
If this fist hits him, he will definitely turn into a piece of meat paste.
Uh-huh.
At this critical moment, a golden chain suddenly stretched out and instantly strangled the ghost-controlling boy's neck. .