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Chapter 47: Half-man, half-ghost

In addition to talismans, bronze mirrors and other objects, Zhang Heng and others also had small pistols in their hands, pointing at the masked man with a dark muzzle.

Talismans and bronze mirrors are intended to deal with this guy with some special means, and pistols are naturally a must-have. If this masked man is anxious and jumps over the wall or something, then just shoot him.

Zhang Heng was angrily scolding the masked man, asking him to take off his hat and mask, and let him tell him where the person behind him was.

As a result, the masked man looked like a deaf person, without saying a word, with a pair of dead fish eyes exposed under his mask, looking at Zhang Heng and the others indifferently.

We rushed to Zhang Heng and the others, dispersed directly, and surrounded the masked man in the middle.

At this time, I couldn't help it. When I saw this guy, I thought of the cardboard box he gave me, and the head of the sloppy old man in the cardboard box.

"Where is my grandpa?" I yelled at the masked man.

Although I knew that my grandfather and I had no blood relationship, I had depended on him since I was a child and could not change my words and call me something else for a while.

After hearing my roar, the masked man who had been standing there like a wooden stake finally reacted a little. He turned his head and stared at me with his dead fish eyes.

A little complicated look flashed in the eyes of more white and less black, and it flashed away. I don’t know if I was wrong.

"You are here too!" He spoke, his voice exactly the same as the previous call notified me to get the express delivery, a little low.

"Who are you? Where is my grandfather now?" I heard something else from his words.

He knows me?!

He did not respond to my words, and the look at me made me feel a little weird, and he said in a low voice: "Why have you been mingled with the people of Wanhun? Have you joined Wanhun?"

Wandering soul? What Wandering soul?

As soon as the doubt arose, I immediately understood and looked at Qin Xue and the others. The so-called wandering soul should be the organization they are in!

Perhaps because I guessed the idea in my heart, the masked man waved his hand and squinted his eyes and said, "You don't even know what kind of muddy water you wade in? While I'm in a good mood, get out quickly. This time I'm mainly targeting the people who are wandering in the sky!"

Without waiting for my response, Zhang Heng and the others could no longer help, and Zhang Hengli shouted: "Take it!"

"Bang bang bang..." The people around Zhang Heng fired at the same time, and the dark muzzle shot out the flames, and the bullets burst out poured on the masked man.

The masked man did not dodge, and I don’t know if he was scared and stood there motionless.

After the bullet poured on the masked man, it made a strange sound, like a dull sound made by something hitting the leather.

No bleeding!

The bullets clearly had the masked man's body, but there was no blood flowing from the masked man's body. The bullets seemed to have melted into his body, and there was no sign of any injury.

"These broken iron is useless to me!" The masked man spoke lightly and said in a low voice: "Take out your best skills and let me see how powerful the younger generation of Youhun is. I hope I won't let me down!"

"Ghostly! He is not a human!" At this time, Xiaoman beside me suddenly shouted.

Basically everyone sensed it. Just as the bullets poured on the masked man, a faint ghost aura appeared on his body.

No wonder I wrapped myself so tightly in broad daylight?

For ordinary people, ghosts are more terrifying than humans, but in front of us, the opposite is true.

Since it is a ghost, it is easy to deal with. Even if it is a ghost, he will have to kneel down here and take care of it today.

The bronze mirror that had been prepared was shining on the masked man at the same time, with a faint red light flashing, covering his whole body. Then, two people rushed out of Zhang Heng, and they pulled a red rope from their hands, and several copper coins were passed through the red rope, and Ding Ling made a sound.

The two of them were quick to move, surrounding the masked man and directly wrapped the red rope around him. They pulled it tightly and strangled the masked man.

Then, the remaining people took out talismans, peach wood nails and other objects, and displayed talismans at the masked man. Several people rushed to the masked man and slapped the peach wood nails in their hands into the masked man's body.

The continuous movements were smooth and smooth, and they cooperated very well. It was obvious that they had practiced many times. This time the lineup was much larger than when they were in the basement of the villa. Nearly twenty people were dealing with a ghost. Even the female ghost I met in the basement would probably have to die.

"Bang bang bang..." One by one, a series of talismans flew to the masked man, burst into talisman fire, completely wrapping him up.

When everyone sees this scene, they will think that this guy must be dead, even I think so.

But, God is really fucking sometimes.

At this moment, the faint voice of the masked man came from the raging talisman fire.

"Is that all there is? It's a bit disappointing!"

In the fire, we clearly saw that the masked man was motionless and never moved from beginning to end. His voice and tone were very calm, which made people feel heartbroken.

Could it be that such an attack cannot cause him any damage?

When we were stunned, Zhang Heng suddenly shouted: "Leave him quickly!"

The two men who were pulling the red rope to trap the masked man suddenly broke the red rope and were burned by the talisman fire. The two guys used too much force and were caught off guard and staggered back a few steps.

And those who held the bronze mirror in his hand fixed the masked man, the red light on the bronze mirror suddenly weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye. The masked man took action, or he was not trapped from beginning to end.

No matter what talismans, red ropes, bronze mirrors and other things are, they have no effect on him.

In front of him, the closest ones were the people who had just slapped the peach wood nail into his body.

Zhang Heng's roar brought those people to their senses. Just when they wanted to withdraw from the masked man, it was too late.

"Shit and shit..." A series of sharp blades into the flesh sounded.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the heads of those people flying into the sky, and blood gushing out like a spring at the broken neck, sprinkling out wildly, and blood spilling between the world.

Their head flew and rolled to the ground. The few people widened their eyes, the light in their eyes dissipated, their faces showed a look of fear and reluctance, and they died with their eyes closed.

"No," Zhang Heng and others roared, and they were about to break up.

The masked man grabbed one of the dead bodies and sucked a sip of blood from the broken neck of the corpse. The body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was finally thrown aside by the masked man.

The masked man looked at Zhang Heng and the others, and a trace of blood appeared in his eyes and said in a low voice: "Don't hurry, come one by one, you can't live today anyway!"

The talisman fire on his body slowly went out at this time, revealing his slightly charred body.

The clothes on his body had already burned to ashes in the talisman fire just now, and the mask on his face and the hat on his head were gone.

When he saw his exposed body, Zhang Heng and the others, who were originally angry, suddenly widened their eyes. Qin Xue and the girls' faces turned pale in an instant, and they seemed to be holding back and vomiting.

Not only those girls, but even me, after seeing the masked man's body, my stomach churned violently and almost vomited.

That is not a human body, or only half of it is a human body.

His other half of his body was like a layer of skin that was stretched against the periosteum, with sparse black hair, and a faint green light on his skin, as if he was coated with a layer of phosphor.

Half of his body could clearly see the internal organs through the skin, and the internal organs were also green and squirming gently. His arm was like a bone claw, which looked very strange.

There was a very thick and long scar under his neck, extending all the way to his lower abdomen, just splicing his half-human and half-ghost body together!

Yes, splicing!

It felt like he was splicing together with messy things.

Very weird and disgusting!

He had a row of fangs in his mouth, a pair of dead fish eyes, and only two black holes were left on his nose, as if he had been dug up. Logically speaking, seeing such a face should feel very ferocious, which can be seen from Qin Xue and the others' performance.

But, strangely, the moment I saw his face, my heart suddenly skipped a beat!

Such a contour...
Chapter completed!
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