Here Lies The Wicked

Fang Zheng hasn't mentioned that he has fucked several ghost-class centenarians.

He feared it would blow Zhang Ze's confidence.

Fang turned away and left only the lonely shadow of Zhang Ze's master.

“The two villagers you just mentioned have obvious blooms, and have not yet said what they are?” Zhang Ze looked at the fog around him and hurried to chase the right back.

Fang Zhengtou also said: "First, they can notice our existence, which is different from other villagers. ”

“Second, didn't you find a detail, this time Zhang Shen stayed near Zhao Yongda's house, guarding several villagers near Zhao Yongda's house, all the villagers who went to the next village to find Zhang Shen? ”

Jing Fang said that Zhang Ze immediately reacted in a chilly way.

Then he thought carefully, and he felt something was wrong. He was confused and puzzled: “Because of these two things, can you not hesitate to do it? ”

Fang Zhengzheng paused and turned to look at Zhang Ze behind him, rarely seriously: “Killer movies, suit mob movies have not seen too much? The movie has taught us a reason, either decisively, or decisively, that hesitant people will always die fastest. ”

Zhang Ze thought about it, it really makes sense.

“Don't tell me your battle experience was learned from watching movies? ”

“Otherwise? We, the folk awakeners, have no inheritance, and we have no teacher strength to cultivate, and apart from the film and television works that teach us the experience of the battlefield, there is only one footprint that keeps touching our heads and walking out of the way. ”

Fang knew from the beginning that they were all non-institutional personnel like him.

That is, folk.

Fortune is of great importance, has long been taken over by the army, is a heavy military force and is inaccessible to civilians. So if they're going to get a spot in Fortune, they need the value of their contribution, which is to make the state think you're harmless, but it's good for society.

Zhang Ze, after listening to Fang Zheng, may be emotional, silenced, then asked where Fang was going next, how to find the other people who were separated?

“There, I sense a fighting vibe.” Hands up one direction deep in the fog.

It was actually that direction that had just flown in with a certain amount of ordinary soul.

……

Boom!

Boom!

Yang Zen gasped and was in a hurry to breathe. He was caught in a rounded up struggle. At this moment, three villagers cooperated with Lady Zhang in the siege.

That sound exploded, just as Yang Sen and his fists fluttered, the palm of the hand had electric light flying out, from time to time like a palm thunder.

But every time the palm thunder exploded, it was blocked by the cane in the hand of Lady Zhang. The next moment, Zhang Shenbeng blew into a white mist in situ, just like the fog in front of his eyes, and immediately followed by the ghost appearance anywhere around him, lean as a chicken's ghost claw attacked him, tired him of running, unable to focus on those villagers.

At this moment, Lady Zhang, a wrinkled old face with a blue color, like a demon who came out of the cage alive and undressed, both eyes bursting into orbit, full of blood silk.

As soon as Yang Zen feels he's going to be planted here today.

Previously, when killing ghost babies, he was injured, and then three villagers pretended to be injured and asked him for help. The lessons of history were always amazingly similar. He made the same mistake as Zhang Ze, worried that these villagers were not ghosts, and a hesitation gave him an opportunity to sneak up on ghosts.

Two injuries, struggling hard to kill, can also kill two ghost villagers, Yang Sunyi's strength is really good, especially the ability of the hand to carry out strange palm thunder in the spirit world of the dead, all show that Yang Sunyi's strength is not weak. But even so, under the siege of the three ghosts who subsequently caught up with him and Lady Zhang, he was unable to return to heaven.

Just as Yang Zen died trying to escape the siege, all of a sudden, he was confused.

Because he saw another black man, one tall and one short, approaching quickly in the fog not far away.

Especially that tall black figure, two groups of gorilla blood in the skull, two eyes in the thick fog, seem to represent two eyes.

Yang Zen smiled and two more ghosts joined the siege. He had no hope of escape.

Just as Yang Zen's mind was in chaos and the speed of the attack in his hand was temporarily slowed, Lady Zhang's green ghost face revealed a vicious color, Pong!

Turned into a white mist, the next moment appeared on Yang Chenyi's back, lean as an old chicken's claw, a broken heart claw burst to Yang Chenyi's rear heart position.

But in the middle of a thousand shots, boom!

The ground suddenly shook without warning, like a barbaric treadmill, like there was something stamping the ground.

The next minute, the fog rolls with a heavy cyclone, boom!

A tall figure with two scarlet blood eyes, from far away, instantly blocked Yang Cen's back, blocked a ghost claw for Yang Cen.

Boo!

The ghost claws erupted on Mars, but only scratched a little surface flesh.

“Old man, I've put up with you for a long time! ”

The visitor is Fang Zheng!

The monkey, two meters tall, is like a pitch-black peak, blocking Yang Cenyi's back and sounding indifferent.

Pong!

Lady Zhang couldn't beat it. Her body blew up as fog again, trying to blend into the fog around her.

“Get the fuck out of here! ”

Fang Zheng shouted loudly, not dying imprint method, so exasperated!

At this time, the white mist has just turned into white mist. The white mist has not completely dissipated. The square palm penetrates into the white mist that is not yet ready to dissipate and grabs it.

The monkey directly caught a man in the palm of a huge, puffy hand, just like Lady Zhang.

Lady Zhang is scared, Pong!

In the square palm of the hand becomes white fog again to try to escape, and the square is raising its hand directly to the air somewhere.

Boom!

Lady Zhang was like a green-headed fly being slapped to the ground.

“Didn't you tell me to carry the body? Didn't you tell me to lie in the middle of the body? Come on, let's see what else you got!!” Fang Zheng punched Zhang Goddess who had fainted on the ground and slammed her!

Because of the force, a wall in the vicinity collapsed directly under one punch.

“Hmm?”

Square your other hand toward the void somewhere. Grab it quickly. Pfft!

Granny Zhang carried half the flesh of her body, under the sharp fingernails of the monkey, and was torn apart by blood.

“That's it?” Pfft, Fang is throwing away half the flesh in his hand, his face looks cold this time no longer turned into white fog, but instead two legs fell and collided with the Lady Zhang wanting to escape.

Boom!

Granny Zhang's head was smashed by a claw.

+1 Normal Soul Qi from Princess Zhang.

Yang Zen stared at this dreadful battle the whole time. In his eyes, the most difficult and powerful Lady Zhang was killed in less than three or four seconds, and had no power to resist.

All that's left inside is shock.

He looked like a monkey in front of him in a pitch-black mountain.

“Monkey, monkey?! ”

“Leek One, how did you get hurt again?” Monkey talk.

Square?

Square!!