"Since everyone wants to go!" Zhang Zhiwei grinned, his face became extremely dark and solemn: "Then go!"
Lu Ci said excitedly: "Then when should we set off?"
"What's the point of panic? We have to start and end everything. First deal with the Japanese pirates in Bincheng, and then we can go to Changbai Mountain." Zhang Zhiwei said.
"Sure!" 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 was defeated all the way and is now about to return to Bincheng. What if they hide in private houses and fight in the streets?"
"What should we do?" Zhang Zhiwei pinched a magic formula in his hand and continued to control the demons and ghosts to disperse and outflank the fleeing Japanese pirates. "Of course it will be a great success!"
"What a great success?" Lu Jin was stunned for a moment, then realized that he wanted to laugh a little, but also a little worried, and said: "These monsters are very powerful, and they are not invisible ghosts, especially their poisonous blood, which is very corrosive. If we attack directly into the city, I’m afraid innocent people will be hurt.”
"You're a prude, don't always be the boss of your mother-in-law and mother-in-law. You should stop being messed with by her. Just listen to Senior Brother Zhang in everything!" Lu Ci said.
Lu Ci was not kind, and compared to Lu Jin, he was much crueler. In his opinion, when killing Japanese pirates, even if a few unlucky ones suffered, it was understandable.
"It's okay, don't worry, I will restrain the actions of these monsters, and we can make some arrangements in advance!"
The confidence brought by his strong strength made Zhang Zhiwei confident that he could hold the audience.
"What arrangement?" Lu Jin asked confused.
"Just follow me!"
After saying that, Zhang Zhiwei moved and flew out.
Lu Jin and Lu Ci quickly followed.
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"All residents, please note that most of the terrorists who caused the riots have been eliminated, but there are still a small number wandering on the streets. It is only a matter of time before the situation calms down completely. Please don't worry, but in order to prevent the terrorists from escaping, the military will blockade At all intersections, everyone must be at home and are not allowed to go out. It is best to hide in the cellar..."
There are many loudspeakers hanging on the telephone poles along the streets of Bincheng. From these loudspeakers, magnetic male voices come out, speaking Mandarin.
On the streets, sporadic gunfire sounded from time to time, and the sky gradually darkened.
Residents living in Bincheng were worried about being injured by stray bullets outside, so they hid in the safest place at home.
They were not too alarmed by this kind of incident, especially the older generation of Bincheng people. They all had experience with Bincheng changing hands several times.
As early as the war started, 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 was whispering.
"Isn't it over yet?"
"No, I heard an explosion just now."
"Who's calling me again? I haven't had a stable life for a few years yet. I won't be able to go to work tomorrow. I still have several children to support!"
"It's more important to go to work or to live. Just stay away. It seems like the incident was quite big this time. You didn't look at it in the afternoon. There were so many planes in the sky, but within a few minutes, they were all blown up. , I heard that a plane costs tens of thousands of oceans, but in such a short period of time, twelve planes were blown up, how much does it cost!"
"Tell me if the people from the south are calling back!" The voice was filled with surprise.
"Hit me, I even feel like I believe it was someone from Maozi's side who hit me!"
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"Repeat, all residents..."
In the broadcast room of Bincheng Broadcasting Bureau, several people were lying around. Zhang Zhiwei was sitting in front of a microphone, reading seriously.
Behind him, Lu Ci, Lu Jin and others looked at Zhang Zhiwei in surprise.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhiwei's so-called arrangement was to rush to the broadcasting room of Bincheng Broadcasting Bureau in advance and use the loudspeakers hung by the Japanese pirates in the streets and alleys to evacuate the crowd.
"Little Heavenly Master, this is a good idea. Almost every household here has a cellar. If you hide in it, you don't have to worry about hurting innocent people!" Liu Wei praised.
"As expected of a great disciple of the Heavenly Master, he is thoughtful when considering problems!" Li Shuwen also praised.
"Senior Brother Zhang has great wisdom!" Lu Ci said.
"Senior Brother Zhang is both wise and brave!" Wang Ai said.
"Why didn't I think of that?" Lu Jin said.
After repeating it several times, Zhang Zhiwei turned off the radio and walked out of the broadcast room.
This is the Bincheng Broadcasting Bureau building. It is a modern European and American eclectic style building. Standing on the top of the building, you can overlook the scene below.
Below, a terrifying demon ghost two feet tall with blood-red eyes was holding two three-wheeled motorcycles in his hands, waving them left and right.
This monster has a broad face, fangs, and a big, round belly. You can tell at a glance that it has eaten a lot of people.
"Fire, don't let it get close, kill it!"
At the other end of the street, a squad of escaping Japanese pirates was fighting stubbornly, with criss-crossing bullets hitting the monsters.
Dozens of flame tongues penetrated the demon and ghost, and together with a dozen grenades that detonated immediately, directly covered the demon and ghost with firepower.
The chain reaction caused by the explosion also detonated the two three-wheeled motorcycles in Yaogui's hands.
A series of explosions created a two-meter crater in the ground.
Although the monster has rough skin and thick flesh, it still couldn't withstand an explosion of this magnitude, and was immediately sprayed with blood and flesh.
Pouring black blood splashed out with some pieces of flesh.
This group of Japanese pirates knew how powerful the black blood was and wanted to avoid it.
But this is an alley, and there is so much black blood that there is no way to avoid it.
In the end, this group of Japanese pirates and demons died together. They died in pain, and their flesh and blood melted with black blood, turning into hideous and terrifying skeletons.
On the building, Zhang Zhiwei and his group watched this scene quietly.
Liu Wei took a long breath of the air filled with smoke and stench, then took out the wine gourd, took a sip of wine, and said:
"It's disgusting. This world is just like those piles of corpses. It's rotten!"
Li Shuwen snatched Liu Wei's wine gourd, took a swig, and said:
"Although the world is chaotic, the people you meet occasionally are shining with light. It's not too bad. These shining people will end these disputes. Everything will end and everything will be fine!"
"It won't end!" Liu Wei leaned on the fence on the roof, watching the battle below: "Human struggle will not end with the end of anyone or anything."
"Why are you so sentimental all of a sudden? What shopkeeper Liu said is too far away. I'm seizing the day!"
Zhang Zhiwei looked not far away: "The attacks of the demons and ghosts have stopped. The few remaining aliens in Bincheng should have taken action. Let's fight quickly!"
"Are we going to take action?" Lu Ci said enthusiastically.
"Let's do the finishing work!" Zhang Zhiwei stared into the distance, "These demons and ghosts are very resentful, and they will become even more serious after seeing blood. If they continue to be scattered, even I will have a hard time ensuring that they do not hurt innocent people and gather them together. Let’s clean up together!”
"It sounds very enjoyable. What are you going to do with Senior Brother Zhang?" Lu Jin said excitedly.
Zhang Zhiwei said: "There is a very famous legend among the Japanese pirates called the Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts. Today, we will have a Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts in Bincheng!"
He looked at Wang Ai and said, "Fat man, use your special skills to dress us up. It should be powerful, elegant and luxurious!"
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The night breeze was blowing, and a group of Japanese pirate soldiers threw away their rifles and fled for their lives.
Behind them, a huge demon followed.
The monster's body was covered with bullet marks, its skin was a strange purple-black color, its finger joints were wide, and it was as fast as a tiger or leopard.
A Japanese pirate couldn't dodge and was caught by the demon, who bit off half of his head in one bite.
"Chi yo chi yo!"
The demon ghost opened his bloody eyes, held the pirate's head and sucked hard, making a chilling sound.
"idiot!"
At this time, a samurai wearing a ronin costume suddenly appeared, leaning down and walking almost close to the ground.
His hands were holding the long curved sword at his waist, and he was in the "Iai" posture. This move is also known as Batojutsu. It is a fast slash in Japanese swordsmanship, and it emphasizes killing with one strike.
Only a "clang" sound was heard.
The light of the sword stretched ten meters across, and the demon ghost that was sucking the brain was cut in two, and the black blood spattered out violently.
The ronin samurai casually pulled out several sword flowers.
The sword is nearly one meter long, with a thin blade and a blade that is like the bow of a long ship. This is the tachi among Japanese swords. This type of sword is improved from the Chinese Tang sword. It cuts small first, is narrow in front and wide in the back, and has an elegant shape. .
The tachi was in the hand of the ronin samurai like an arm. During the rotation, the sharp sword was swayed, cutting away the black blood pouring from the demon.
Seeing the fallen demon and the human hand flowing out from the demon's stomach, the Ronin warrior was shocked and angry.
He had long known that people in the military were conducting experiments on living people to create demons and ghosts to use as weapons of war.
But he never expected that the first battle between the demons and ghosts created by the empire would be them.
"There are demons and ghosts everywhere in Ganmui. It's not just General Fujita. I'm afraid something big has happened to High Priest Watanabe. The enemies coming this time are far more terrifying than imagined. With my strength, if I collide with them, It's like striking an egg against a stone, I have to leave this place and go to the lion's mouth."
The ronin samurai put the long sword back on his waist and thought about what to do next.
"Mr. Kozabayashi, what the hell is this thing? You can't kill it with a gun, only grenades can damage it."
"Could it be that those Chinese people who died unjustly came here to claim their lives?"
They have never done anything wrong in their lives, and they are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. They have done too many evil things in this land, so when they see monsters, the first reaction in their minds is to ask for their lives.
"Don't talk nonsense, I heard that he came from a compound fertilizer factory on the outskirts of the city!"
Perhaps the ronin samurai brought a sense of security, as several Japanese pirate soldiers were whispering to each other.
However, the ronin warrior named Kozabayashi had no intention of understanding them.
He looked towards the end of the long street, where an extremely terrifying atmosphere was spreading.
Then, a terrible silence swept over the surroundings.
Now, not only the ronin warriors, but also the Japanese pirate soldiers felt it.
For a moment, everyone fell into silence, staring at the end of the long street.
There was a thick black mist, with shadows everywhere. As the mist rolled, a sudden and terrifying suona sound sounded.
The sound of the suona is getting closer and louder.
Suddenly, an ink-colored ghost figure playing a suona suddenly walked out of the mist, followed closely by a ghost figure holding long streamers, signs, and flags as a guard of honor.
Behind them, a large group of ferocious demons and ghosts lined up.
In an instant, the aura of terror spread crazily.
The black mist that filled the air was emanating from these demons and ghosts. It lingered above their heads. It was as thick as a sea of smoke and so vast that the people who saw it were frightened and had chills running down their spines.
The main character came out... Seeing the hordes of monsters and demons, the ronin samurai clenched the sword in his hand, feeling a little bitter in his heart. Just as he was about to leave, he was stared at.
Then, he saw, deep in the black mist, a luxurious ink-colored carriage looming.
In front of the cart, there stand three ghost generals wearing black iron robes, wearing Prajna masks, and holding swords. Two ghost generals stand tall and straight, standing on the left and right of the cart, and one ghost general is short and fat, standing in the middle.
On the carriage, there sat a huge black shadow, covered in heavy armor, with a Prajna Iron Mask on its face, and its golden pupils seemed to be blazing, spewing out tiny shards of lightning.
"To be honest, when these pieces of stolen armor are worn on the Japanese pirates, they look like clowns. But when worn on the little heavenly master, they look like thousands of knights with tall teeth, and they look like officials from the underworld on patrol. , so majestic!”
On the rooftops on both sides of the street, Liu Wei marveled and exclaimed.
Next to him, Li Shuwen also exclaimed: "The devil descended from the sky, and the Tai Sui God on earth is nothing more than this. Who could have thought, who dared to think, that this is actually the little Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain Celestial Master's Mansion?"
"It's really outrageous!" Liu Wei took a sip of wine, "I finally know why the Heavenly Master is so worried!"
"What's there to worry about? If you don't have more energy, you are not a young man. If I had such strength in my weak years, I would be a hundred times crazier than him!" Li Shuwen laughed loudly.
Compared with the calm demeanor of Li Shuwen and Liu Wei, the ronin warrior Xiao Zaolin and the Japanese pirate soldiers below were not so calm.
Dozens of huge demons and ghosts stand there.
In particular, the "Ghost King" on the carriage stood like a mountain in front of them.
The "Ghost King" looked down at them, and the golden flames under his mask fell on them, like an invisible black hand, holding them in his hand, holding them tight little by little. They could barely breathe.
Ronin warrior Kozabayashi raised his head and stared at the tall figure on the carriage, "Who are you?"
He couldn't figure out the other party's details.
These demons and ghosts are obviously the products of the great priest and are controlled by the great priest. Why are they controlled by others?
Is this man a traitor to Shintoism?
Just like the Chinese side, the foreigners on the Japanese pirate side are not monolithic.
There are those who advocate invasion of alien organizations that uphold bushido, such as the Shinken-ryu who controls the demon sword Hirumaru.
There are alien organizations that oppose war and advocate peace, such as the Ishikawa Buddha Kenryu.
There are also alien organizations that are hated by gods and ghosts and are similar to those in China, such as the Bihe Mountain Ninjas.
But no matter which organization it is, the other party is not kind.
"Walk!"
Xiao Zaolin roared, suddenly drew his sword, and slashed out hundreds of swords in a row. The sword energy surged in all directions, forming a net and covering it violently.
He knew that there was no chance of winning. Staying for one more second would mean getting closer to the God of Death for one more second, so he had to fight hard.
But the result of the test was disappointing. The overwhelming force of swords was actually torn into pieces by the claw of the "Ghost King" without causing any waves.
"This is a slap in the face, back off, back off..."
He suppressed the fear in his heart, ignored the group of Japanese pirate soldiers, and ran back without looking back. He only hoped that the group of soldiers could delay him for a while longer.
Seeing Xiao Zaolin taking the lead in escaping, the Japanese pirate soldiers were stunned for a moment, and after they came to their senses, they also wanted to run away.
But it was too late. Groups of demons and ghosts blocked their way and rushed forward waving their dark claws.
"Puff, puff, puff..."
For a moment, blood spattered and limbs flew with flesh and blood. This group of Japanese pirates, dozens of them, were chopped into flesh and bones in an instant.
As for the escaped Japanese pirate
The "Ghost King" did not chase him, but just stared at him quietly. Under the Prajna mask, his golden eyes shone with lava-colored light.
In an instant, the escaping Ronin warrior Wu Feng spontaneously ignited and was instantly enveloped in golden flames.
Under the flames of Wangpo Shenyan, his whole body began to melt rapidly like heated butter.
Almost in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a flaming skeleton, just like Ghost Rider.
It was only then that he felt the extreme pain and screamed in despair.
However, his mouth, which had turned into a skull, could no longer make a sound, and could only send out a silent cry of despair.
Then, the black mist spread, and the group of ghosts cleared the way, pulling the cart forward, crushing the flaming skeleton screaming in despair into dust, and continued towards the next target.
Dear readers, my sister is getting married today and I am late for an update. I will make up for it in two days. Thank you for your support.
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