dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Now that the underworld has "welded" the door shut outside, of course there will be no response when someone calls for trouble.

To be precise, even shouting to the point of breaking my throat is useless!

Seeing the witch getting closer and closer, the disaster finally became imminent.

"Oh shit, nice words are useless, aren't they? You're forcing us to go crazy, aren't you?!"

"Okay, you wait!"

Yan Bi took out various tools from the Doraemon frame and threw them on the ground with a clang.

"Brothers, let's work together and tear down the door for him!"

In desperation, Akuma obviously didn't have the patience for "demolition". After saying, "Major General, let me try," he grabbed the door frame with both hands, half-crouched on the ground and suddenly exerted force.

Because it was too "sudden", the large-flowered pants, which were not of very good quality, split with a squeak, revealing a big butt covered with black hair.

How could Akuma care about this in a life-and-death moment... After all, he never cared about it even in ordinary times.

He yelled with all his strength: "Get up... Oh, I'm going to do it, I'm going to get out of the way!!"

The reason why he ducked was not because the gate of hell was too heavy and Akuma couldn't move it at all;

But this thing is too light... Didn't you see that Xin Lianshan had thrown the "gate" high into the air with too much force.

When it fell, it hit the witch in the distance with a clang.

So people thought that the "Diplomatic Team" was provoking themselves, so they became even more angry... and they chased after them even faster...

"Holy shit, it's not a real door? It's just like Doraemon's random door, just a frame?!"

When Chen realized what was happening, he suddenly became desperate and fell to the ground with a dejected look on his face.

"Oh, Mom, I remembered it. When the bald brother came in, he said, 'When you turn around, you will find the right shore.' You can naturally go out when you want to."

"But why do we want to go out now when there is no door?!"

Xiao Wuxin, who was asked the question, timidly poked his head out from behind Huoshan and thought for a moment before answering.

"Brother Daji, if we can't go back, it means that no one wants to get out."

"In other words, I have scruples and concerns. Namo Amitabha."

"You didn't want to go out? Do you have scruples or worries?!" The others were stunned when they heard this, and Chen even cursed.

"What a worry we have! There isn't even any rippling silver in this place..."

At this point in the story, I feel something: In fact, many people cannot realize their own kindness, just like many people cannot realize their own evil.

Just like the entire "Diplomatic Team" at this time.

In their hearts, they are worried that taking the witch out will hurt innocent people - innocent people in the underworld.

If the beating is severe after going out, it will even affect ordinary people in the world.

This is what Xiao Wuxin means by "having scruples". This is the "goodness" that comes from the heart and the subconscious "goodness".

......

"Ma Dan, since there is no way out, let's fight with the big-bellied woman!"

The critical moment finally inspired Chen's inner bravery.

"Then, Mr. Ba, you take the little Jiji and the young skinheads and run away first. I'll take the big head and the bald brother to cover you!"

"Guang, bald brother, I'm sorry. If you don't leave me and Big Head, you won't be able to hold off Big Belly Granny..."

Wuxin is a living Buddha, and Chen's arrangement just suits him, so how can he blame the other party.

Instead of blaming him, he stretched out his chubby little hand and gently touched the big face of the disaster, and said comfortingly.

"Namo Amitabha."

"All living beings suffer. If I don't go to hell, who will?"

After unintentionally reciting the Buddha's name, the young skinheads clasped their hands together and looked calm and calm, just like the old monks who had seen through everything.

"Namo Amitabha, all living beings suffer. If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"With the Buddha in front of us, the monks dare not retreat alone."

After finishing speaking, the young skinheads lined up and walked up to Chen one by one.

Just when the disaster was wondering what they were going to do, the first one had already put his little hand into his Doraemon frame.

He took out his homemade "magic heavy machine gun" and distributed it one by one.

There were also Huazi distributed along the way... After lighting them, they held them sideways in their mouths and collectively aimed at the Evil God, who was getting closer and closer.

"Namo Amitabha...Oh, the cigarette burned my mouth...Buddha!"

"Boss Chen, give the order, let's destroy the big-bellied woman together!!"

Looking at the young skinheads who were shirtless and wearing only flowery underwear, holding cigarettes and carrying heavy machine guns, and recalling the innocent and cute people they once were, Chen felt a deep sense of guilt for the first time in his heart. .

Damn, damn, have we really spoiled our children...

Fortunately, the big turtle girl didn't let us support ourselves... Fortunately, the bald brother didn't like to play with us...

Thinking of the little diploma far away in Wanlong Mountain, Chen felt warm in his heart, and the feeling of an old father suddenly came to his heart.

No, we have to find a way to get back alive for the big turtle girl!

Not just yourself, everyone must be brought back alive! !

At this thought, Mr. Chen's will to fight became stronger. He spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, picked up the "heavy machine gun" and roared loudly.

"Fuck me, let's fight against the big-bellied woman together!!"

Just as Yan Bi was about to open fire... Akuma even consciously covered his ears for him, but he saw something suddenly fall from the sky and hit the witch directly.

This "thing" was crying as it fell down: "Mr. Cui Mansion, Lord Blessing Housekeeper, you guys tricked me..."

Soon enough, in a very short time, the "thing" had hit the witch with a loud bang.

Needless to say, it was poor Night Traveler who came.

If it were just him, he wouldn't be able to hurt the witch at all, just like a drop of rain falling on an ordinary person.

But don't forget, Ye Youshen was thrown down by the four judges together!

After a muffled bang, Ye Youshen screamed, the effect of force is mutual...

At the same time, a big bag was smashed out of the witch's rotting head.

"F-fuck, little-faced brother?!"

"Ba Ye Ba Ye is a little-faced brother, let's come to reinforce him!"

"Quick, hurry up and get the little-faced brother over first, don't let the big-bellied woman eat him in one bite!!"

People are in high spirits when happy events happen. Seeing the hope of escape, Big Changchong used his [-]% speed.

With a whooshing sound, he disappeared from the place, and when he came to the witch, he rolled up the stunned Night Traveler before and after, and then returned to the original place with a whooshing sound.

Because the speed was too fast, the ground was so rusty that there were sparks!

"Hahaha, little face brother, you are finally here!"

"Where are Brother Niu Ma and the others? Where are Uncle Zhong and the others? When will they arrive?!"

"Oh oh oh we know, they are gathering a large army, right?!"