Here Lies The Wicked
Chapter 235 Paper Birthsuits
According to the sponsor,
The Ghost Gasp test is simple.
Just breathe like a normal person for a minute and you can prove your innocence.
Breathe, breathe...
Breathe, breathe...
Ten seconds ago, nothing happened.
Everyone's watching each other.
Twenty seconds... thirty seconds, half the time passed... okay, okay, nothing happened, everyone else subconsciously turned to the Ghost Gasp initiator, let him determine if this is okay?
But they saw that each other's chest had been flat, and the visitors were shocked as they breathed and fluctuated.
There was no blood on his face.
At this time, in the dim and faint light of the mobile phone screen, the other half of his face was blurred, and the other half revealed the dead man's skin and smile without smiling. They actually... sat with this man all the time...
Tourists are dying!
The fierce ones are around!
“You're looking for death! Everybody stop fooling around and shut your breath! ”
“He's taking the opportunity to borrow your cheer! ”
“Don't let him suck your dick! ”
A loud drink.
Boom!
The walls in the dark burst open suddenly, countless brick rubble, broken wood glass, etc., all torn apart, even the whole building trembled violently, saw a pale golden shadow like a beast crashing in, Hershey is square.
His superficial skin was covered with a glittering cicada film, stepped on the golden light and blew up countless pieces of his body, such as Angry Eye Vajra, which stormed in.
Hand knotted, Voodoo King Kong!
Boom!
The air shook and the original fierce punch disappeared. The man's hands and feet were not as sensitive as ordinary people. He was forced back by Fang Zheng's punch. The man jumped onto the roof of the house like a monkey.
“Outside in the open! ”
His eyes were cold and the other party was forced out of the circle. It was in line with his intentions, and he was seen unloading his legs quickly.
Boom! Boom!
There were several sedans, lightly impotent beneath his feet, speeding like cannonballs towards people on the beam, even because of the speed at which they had begun, leaving only a glimmer of rapidity in the air.
This is a ton of iron.
Boom!
The roof of the beam was lifted directly and the street lights leaked in from the outside, leaving the tourists in hiding in a private garage in a confined space.
With two feet on the ground, the cement pavement underfoot could not withstand enormous force through the ground, collapsed several centimeters downwards, and the people followed the sedan and rose into the air.
When the man on the beam just dodged the fired iron bullet, he grabbed the timing and killed it.
A wood-burning knife!
With the palm of the hand as the knife, the arm as the handle of the knife, the waist as the force, the instant ring knife shadow chopped out. For example, the moon was chopped off by Pepsi, the knife was just as fierce as it was, and the knife book pursued a large opening and close, and behaved perfectly in the square hand.
Even with a knife, he still had no reservations.
A wood-burning knife is a knife technique and a knife!
Even without the ghost knife, it does not prevent the party from carrying out the wood-burning knife method.
In the blink of an eye, six or seven hot, hot, red knife gas chopped out, hot waves rolled, and the aerial car exploded.
But the tourist possessed by the fierce ghosts, both in strength and speed and reaction, became much stronger, and the man exploded agile speed again in the air, and was evacuated.
Fang is calm and calm. There is no rush on his face. The Immortality Stamp Law!
Pneumothorax!
When the tourist possessed by the fierce ghost tried to hide again, it was too late, Fang Zheng five fingers opened, a hand snapped the front door of the ghost possessed tourist, the breath turned, came in the air to pound.
Suddenly his body fell like Tarzan, his face was cold, he was merciless, and he hit the hard ground with his tourist head and burst!
A loud noise, such as the collision of meteorites outside the sky with the land, the soot storm, the explosion in situ, the pieces of earth beneath the feet collapsed, the site was smashed into a huge pit, the energy afterwave even took a circular air wave to sweep the surrounding area, it was a 100-well private garage, directly swept into ruins by the exploding air wave, collapsed.
Even the glass windows in the nearby houses were blown to pieces.
Tap.
Fang Zheng loosened his five fingers, put down the passengers who had passed out due to the speed of the fall, stepped at his feet, his eyes had a cold light, the ground rubble burst down, people had gone like a thunder chase.
It turns out that it is about to fall, and the visitor's eyes are about to smash into mud, and inside the visitor possessed by the fierce ghost, a dark shadow quickly flew out.
Fang Zheng didn't really want to kill the tourist, he had to force the possessed ghost to kill. Otherwise, they will be restrained in battle.
“Get out of here!”
The shadow attempted to rush towards other tourists, who had forgotten to hide and saw a tourist being possessed again.
At this time, the rapidly approaching rectangle, riding the ghost just unstable, right hand knotted fistprints, the body masculine blood a gust, boom, Voldemort King Kong stamp wrapped in blood masculine, fistprints on the tourist chest, boom, the ghost directly from the back of the tourist flying out.
Until then, Fang Zheng finally saw the ghost in front of him.
He is actually a skinny elderly man with yellow skin wearing a paper life vest.
Dead from a foreign country?
And the paper life vest is a bit ancient, seems to have died a long time ago, there are no teenagers.
Perhaps I couldn't swallow a breath, so with this recovery of spirituality, I ran out to be weird after I died.
Fang did not save his hand. When the old man's ghost killed, it was destined to end.
Near this time, Fang never gave the ghost another chance to possess him, the Immortality Stamp Law!
Pneumothorax!
Behind your back, you're a real enemy!
Once the party is approached, all moves, even one finger can not escape the true Qi spying.
Pfft!
The old man's body shadow twisted and burst open.
+1 Normal Soul Qi.
Until this moment, the smell of burgeoning and violently shaking in the square body gradually eased. Jiuyang Zhenqi retreated back into the Dantian slumping, warming the flesh.
After the breath has subsided, this leads to the tourist.
“Nationals?” square.
The visitors were frightened by the scene in front of them and had never returned to God, and no one answered them at once.
Square: “Do you speak Chinese? ”
The tourists still haven't returned to God.
Fang Zhenghuan glanced around and looked at the dozen people in front of him. “Who is the guide, Li Wendong? ”
“I... that's me, you, you know me?” A man of thirty and forty years of age, some of whom are frightened by the six-godless kowtow, raises his hand.
“Sorry I'm late. ”
“Country, come and get you home. ”
On the left side of the road, is the ruins of a collapsed house, on the right side of the road, is a building burned by a fire far and near the bear… the air is filled with burning debris and flying ash, standing tall and reaching out to your palms.
The guide Li Wendong reached out his hand at first with some confusion. He did not finally react until he held the warm hand. This seven-foot man in the hall was holding Fang Zhenghou and crying. He seemed to have endless grievances to be unable to tell. At this moment, these exotic people finally found their family!