Terror recovery: I became the shadow of the school belle sister

On the road, a man was standing up a golden box about his height and holding it by his hand.

On the golden box, there was also a hat similar to a magic hat, with a chicken feather stuck on it and a few black stripes.

If you look carefully, you will find that the black stripes are slowly turning, as if imprisoning the hat.

And under the gold box, there are several boxes of ammunition.

Yu Zhao smoked slowly, looking at the car not far away, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

Although it was not difficult for the Secret Affairs Department to refit the car, Yu Zhao still felt a little nostalgic after driving for so long.

"Doesn't your Secret Affairs Department have any big killers like bombs and bazookas?"

Yuntian complained helplessly.

For a special organization like the Ministry of Secrets, no matter how bad it is, it still needs to give a few grenades, right?
It always seems a bit unwise to put a frying car here now.

Yu Zhao shook his head,

"Generally, those weapons are useless against ghosts, and they are easy to cause unnecessary losses. For example, we equip guns to deal with ordinary people who make trouble in supernatural events."

Otherwise, let him take Gatling who is burning blue, and the ghost slave rushes over and kills as many as possible!

Afterwards, Yu Zhao's expression became serious.

Ahead, a figure rushed out from the smoke.

It was a thin old woman, with a serious, wrinkled face on her waist-carried head.

The traces of time did not protect her, but made her powerless to resist the attack of the ghosts.

Now that she is leading the charge, it seems that something is attracting her fiercely.

Pfft!
Perhaps it was because the body was too thin, the ghost slave fell to the ground after running for a short time.

The head kept rolling on the ground.

Snapped!
Just when the old woman ghost slave was about to slowly pick up her own head, a burly man ran out behind him, and his thick and powerful thighs stepped on the shriveled and emaciated head fiercely.

After that, countless pairs of feet stepped on the head that belonged to the old woman.

In the end, bloodstains and broken flesh spread out, leaving horrific trails on the road.

And this kind of thing keeps happening.

The ghost slaves wandering aimlessly are running crazily on the road at the moment, and the fall of their companions can only become their stepping stones.

Mushed meat splattered and blood flowed everywhere, but instinct drove these ghost slaves forward.

The potential of the body has been brought to the extreme, which is the speed and strength they never had when they were human beings.

In the blink of an eye, several ghost slaves passed the black car parked on the side of the road.

The smell of gasoline in the air did not attract their attention, but the slippery feet caused many ghost slaves to slip and fall.

But more ghost slaves stepped on the heads and bodies of other ghost slaves and continued to move forward.

"This is the terrible thing about ghosts. People can't live in peace after they die."

Holding a cigarette butt in his hand, Yu Zhao said something indifferently.

Then, he flicked hard.

The unextinguished cigarette butt drew a graceful arc in the air, and then got off the road beside the car.

despair!
A ghost slave rushed out, and the cigarette butt was hit by him, lost his aim, and landed on the side of the road.

"Depend on!"

Yu Zhao couldn't help scolding.

How cool was his action just now!This damn ghost slave!

Yu Zhao took out his pistol and aimed at the ghost slave who knocked his cigarette butt away just now.

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!
With five shots in a row, the ghost slave's head was smashed into pieces.

Afterwards, Yu Zhao stared fiercely at the slowly falling ghost slave, and took out a lighter.

He lit the fire and threw it out.

boom!
The flames met gasoline and began to spread crazily.

The clothes of the ghost slave who fell on the gasoline were covered with gasoline, and the flames quickly climbed up his body.

And they not only became the nourishment of the flame, but also became the way for the flame to spread.

The flames kept devouring the ghost slave's body.

The fearless ghost slaves didn't feel any pain and stood up with fire all over their bodies, but in the crowd with other ghost slaves, the flames on their bodies were spread by the flammable clothes.

In an instant, the side of the car became a sea of ​​flames.

The flames soaring into the sky seemed to have torn a hole in the night, turning this moment into day.

boom!
The flames spread, and the gasoline that hadn't flowed out of the car exploded in the fuel tank in an instant. The pitch-black car began to roll over, and then crushed hard on the ghost slave who was rushing forward.

The heads of many ghost slaves were crushed to pieces, and the owners of those heads stopped their actions at this moment.

At this time, several ghost slaves continued to run towards Yu Zhao through the flames.

Yu Zhao was not afraid, but just said with emotion:
"This amount is a bit too much."

These ghost slaves are all ordinary people killed by ghosts in Jiang City!

Afterwards, Yu Zhao fired a few more bang bang shots, smashing the heads of those ghost slaves into pieces.

However, more ghost slaves rushed out of the sea of ​​flames. Some of them were on fire, and some held a fireball in their waists, but they only knew to keep rushing forward, because they didn't feel anything, pain, or pain. die.

In the beginning, Yu Zhao fired while reloading, and was able to stop the ghost slaves from approaching one after another.

However, as the fire weakened, more and more ghost slaves appeared.

Yu Zhao's speed couldn't keep up.

Seeing his embarrassment in hastily changing bullets, Yun Tian shook his head helplessly.

【Shadow binding】

Swish!
Under the firelight soaring into the sky, huge shadows shrouded both sides of the road.

And countless pairs of big black hands were stretching out from the darkness, approaching the ghost slaves who were running fast amidst the sound of breaking wind.

Yun Tian did not control them, but snatched their heads from their waists, and then threw them into the flames.

The ghost slaves turned around again and ran into the sea of ​​flames. They needed to find their heads.

The fire grew again.

But after doing this several times, the fire was no longer enough to destroy the limbs of the ghost slaves, and in the end, ghost slaves with burning bodies kept approaching.

During this period, Yuntian's [Infinite Vision] has been in an open state.

He wanted to find the real ghost.

But after looking closely, except for the stumped limbs and the charred black corpse, there was no trace of any ghosts.

Finally, Yuntian also started to make a move.

If the ghost slaves come rushing over like this again, let alone the fierce ghosts at the source, Yu Zhao will have to die first, and then the ghost hat will be snatched away!
【Roar of God】

A huge roar wafted over the highway, Yu Zhao only felt his soul being hit lightly, and a great chill rose in his heart.

However, the target of this attack is not him, but the ghost slaves who keep coming!
The sound waves kept moving forward, and swept past in an instant, causing the bodies of countless ghost slaves to be torn apart, and the remaining flames on the ground in the sea of ​​flames were instantly extinguished.

Boom, boom, boom...

Countless human heads fell from the sky, and then some stumps fell to the ground, and the road completely turned into a scene of Shura field.

And Yuntian looked indifferent,
【Unlimited Vision】under,

ghost slave behind,
A steady stream!