With a brain the size of a walnut, no one would have thought that volcanic eruptions were a continuous process.
He killed hundreds of thousands of little Japs just at the first moment of the outbreak.
Now more than half a month has passed. Of course, more and more people have died, and their karma has also continued to increase.
Mr. Chen's only advantage is that he doesn't get into trouble: since he can't figure it out, he shouldn't think about it at all.
"Brother Bai, you said you deserve to die just because of karma? Give us everything you have, and you won't deserve to die!"
After saying that, without waiting for Bai Wuwei's reaction, he immediately dived into the karma of the head of the Bai family to suck it.
Like an addict smoking secondhand smoke.
If others did this, it would be useless, but Chen was different.
He is now Banlaer Ming Zun, sharing the divine position with Hua Jiunan.
I saw that the karma surrounding Bai Wuwei was like thousands of waves returning to the sea, and in the blink of an eye, it all converged on Chen.
And a large "dark cloud" formed above his head.
Thousands of people were crying in the shadows inside, and there were even fierce evil spirits who wanted to break through the restrictions of the clouds and bite Chen's soul.
Who has been troubled by disaster? Not to mention the kid, not even his father.
Upon seeing this, he immediately became furious: "Oh shit, isn't the beating enough?"
"You're not afraid of being burned, are you?!"
Yan Bi slapped his forehead again, and the divine fire instantly turned into countless flaming whips and whipped the ghosts hard.
In an instant, the sound of ghosts crying became louder, creating a scene like hell on earth.
After being beaten for a while, the ghostly figures in the clouds calmed down. There was no trace of ferocity in the eyes looking at the disaster, and they all became fearful.
He looked like a frightened mad dog, huddled in a corner and whimpering.
However, even with this misfortune, he still couldn't get rid of his hatred. After thinking about it for a moment, he stamped one foot on the ground and began to pray to God.
"The sky is moving, the earth is moving, the gangster below is about to show up; he is good at eating, drinking and having fun, but the key is that it still hurts when he hits someone!"
After the "spell" was completed, a group of figures with slanted waists and stretched hips appeared in front of everyone.
With this temperament, it goes without saying that they are the entire "street gang" whom they haven't seen for a long time.
Seeing Mr. Chen floating in the air like a balloon, the Street Troopers laughed.
"Oh, General Mom, you are so swollen!"
"I finally think of my brothers after not seeing each other for so long! Why, why are we being detained? Whose dead person is preparing to have a party?"
Disasters have always affected hundreds of millions of people. He carelessly took out a few boxes of Huazi from Dora's basket and motioned to Little Chirp and the young skinheads to distribute them.
"Well, the big guy is here to help us look after the scene."
"What the hell, the little devils we killed are still a little dissatisfied and need repairing!"
After hearing this, the Jieliuzi Legion noticed the boundless karma behind the disaster and the millions of evil ghosts in the karma.
Everyone opened their mouths in surprise, and even the newly lit cigarette fell to the ground without realizing it.
"Oh, let me go. Major General, when did you kill so many people?"
"What the hell, are you recruiting soldiers to prepare for rebellion?!"
When talking about the rebellion that started the underworld, instead of being afraid, the street gangsters were filled with excitement.
It's as if the title of prince and prime minister is right in front of you.
One by one, they hurriedly picked up the cigarettes that fell on the ground and continued to smoke. Then they all lined up their chest hair and agreed.
"Major General, leave these raw melon eggs to us!"
"Half a year...three months! I guarantee that they will be docile after being treated for at most three months, and they will all fart in a group, and they will definitely not hear twice!"
Chen Daji laughed loudly when he heard this, and with a satisfied wave of his hand, all the street gangsters devoted themselves to their karma.
After thinking about it for a moment, he took out the torture tools he imitated from the Mohist Ma Mingyang and threw them in a hundred sets.
"Brothers, please work overtime if you work hard, so that everyone can enjoy it as fast as possible!"
"How dare you disobey Master Ji, bah! What the hell!!"
After a lot of coquettish operations, the doctor Bai Wuwei was already stunned.
Looking at the obedient evil spirit;
Listening to the screams of the evil ghosts being tortured and the laughter of the street gangsters... seven characters kept swirling in the mind of the head of the Bai family, lingering for a long time: evil people will have their own trials and tribulations... ...
