Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

"The strength of the hands has increased by at least three times, the strength of the physical body has also been greatly enhanced, and the physical strength has become more abundant, and this strengthening is still continuous. Is this blood strength?"

Dressed Lin Hun walked out of the room and came to the activity plaza of Yueliangwan community. He felt the power surging in his body and silently compared his normal strength.

He soon discovered that there was a big gap between his current self and no advanced blood stellar level.

Even if it is weakened by 50% of the state of weakness.

He can still hit himself without advancement with one hand.

"Very strong!"

He clenched his fist, and his soul hand appeared beside him.

Lin Hun now wants to test his supernatural power.

Absorbed the ghost hand and swallowed the ghost handprint.

The current soul hand form is a bit scary.

Dark skin, knotted muscles, black and red nails that seem to be dripping blood still carry small handprints, and the handprints also have the crying baby faces that are constantly changing into "sixty-sixty-zero".

At this time, the soul hand temperament went straight to the underworld, just looking at it was enough to scare some timid guys into urine.

Deterrence is directly full.

"Let's start with the grip of the void."

As the core skill of the Hand of Retribution, Grip of the Void has unlimited potential to grow with the Hand of Retribution.

As long as the hand of punishment is strong enough, the power of Void Grip can continue to increase.

With a grip, the void field shrank.

As long as you exist within the attack range, no matter if it is cunning or other things, there is only one way to go to become a child fan.

boom!

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

In the air, blurry hand-shaped lights and shadows continue to appear, the lights and shadows continue to rub, and the masses of space continue to be twisted and collapsed.

The shrunken area sucked in air, causing a turbulent flow of air, causing the waste paper leaves on the small square to fly everywhere.

Ah la!

When the rubbish was about to fall on Lin Hun's body, a dark shadow suddenly appeared from the ground, lifting his fingers and turning into phantoms, accurately spotting each piece of rubbish.

The rubbish in the spot seems to have been corrupted for thousands of years, directly shattered into decayed ash, volleyed and shattered, and disappeared without a trace.

"Is this the same ash?"

Looking at the scattered garbage, Lin Hun's eyes flickered.

This ability obtained from the ashen ghost is very domineering.

It has the effect of turning things into ashes.

This kind of ashing lethal power is absolute. If you don't pay attention to the supernatural power of the blood severe level, if you are touched by a ghost, you will be killed directly.

Even if it is the existence of the Blood Li class, it will be corroded when touched by a ghost, although it will not be fatal, but it will also weaken the target.

"Toot!"

Just as Lin Hun put away the ghost and soul hand to test other abilities, a harsh car horn rang.

The air suddenly cooled down, and the white mist kept rising.

Buzzing!

In the deep engine sound.

A huge black shadow suddenly rushed out from the middle of the road in Moon Bay.

Two blood-red beams of light lit up from the middle of the black shadow, piercing the darkness of night.

This is a dump truck.

The color is earthy yellow and the shape is square.

But there was a terrible blood stain on the front bumper of this dump truck.

The blood stains were spattered, and there were some human tissues hanging on it that couldn't see the original appearance.

At this time, the mud truck, carrying sand and dust, rushed towards Lin Hun.

"Crush!"

"Crush!"

"Crush you bastards who owe money and don't pay it back!"

"Crush!!!"

An angry roar rang in his ears, and the ability to listen to the sound of everything let Lin Hun know the reason for the car's appearance.

"I don't owe you any money, why are you looking for me?"

Lin Hun's face became cold as he felt the restraining power coming from the light from the headlights of the dump truck.

【Ding!】

[Random task: repay debts, activate!]

[Task description: Dazhu is a dump truck driver, who worked hard for the contractor of the Moon Bay project for a year. When he was about to spend, he found that the contractor had run away. 】

[The oil money, maintenance money and other expenses of the year have completely taken out his old man. The 80-year-old mother and the child who is waiting to be fed are still waiting for him to spend his life. ]

[But he couldn't find the contractor who gave him the expenses. He went to the source of the project in Moon Bay to discuss the source of the project and was also expelled. 】

[The anger of being deceived, the despair of owing a debt, and the pressure of waiting for money at home, made him make the most frenzied choice. 】

[He drove a dump truck in the downtown area and rushed into the sidewalk and crushed wildly. 】

[Finally, he was shot dead by the police. 】

[Now this dump truck that blended his grievances and absorbed the souls of the crushed passersby is back!]

[Task requirements: Use any method to calm the anger of the dump truck. 】

[Task reward: 3 years of life. 】

[Failure penalty: was killed by a dump truck. 】

"Um?"

Originally, Lin Hun thought that this dump truck should be a poor soul who returned from hell to this world.

But now it seems that this guy is more than dead...

The contractor owes money. If you don't have any money, you can ask the police, the media, or even the majority of enthusiastic netizens.

But this guy drove the dump truck onto the sidewalk, directly taking revenge on the society.

This f*ck's death is also very pleasant.

Now this guy has a face to come back.

This f*ck is simply unbearable.

Lin Hun decided to use his own way (physically) to calm down the anger of this dump truck.

Let this dog know.

Sometimes, if you do something wrong, you will be punished.

Even if it is dead and alive, it is not immune.

"call!"

With a light breath, Lin Hun lowered his body slightly and put his hand on the handle of the rainy night butcher knife.

As if feeling Lin Hun's mood, the rainy night butcher knife in its sheath was constantly trembling, releasing a wave of cruel murderous aura.

Murderous as a blade, shredded the light tied to Lin Hun's body.

The dark shadows spread at the same time, directly covering the entire small square.

Buzz!

As if stuck in a quagmire, the dump truck that was charging wildly suddenly slowed down like a tortoise crawling.

At the same time, the headlights of the dump truck seemed to be in poor contact, flashing constantly.

Under the influence of ghosts, the supernatural of the dump truck is being suppressed.

But suppression is not Lin Hun's goal.

"cut!"

Through the eyes of the twin masks, I looked at the male soul curled up at the engine of this dump truck, and the soul's remnant mind that was bound by this soul between his hands.

Lin Hun's figure suddenly disappeared.

The next moment has appeared behind the dump truck.

Taste 2.5!

Lin Hun, who held the rainy night butcher knife with both hands, slowly pushed the blood-blade blade of the unsheathed section back to the knife pin, making a crisp sound.

Behind him, a huge black knife light suddenly lit up in the center of the dump truck that had been stagnant for a while.

Divide the mud truck neatly into two halves.

boom!

The dump truck that had been divided into two halves crashed to the ground and then exploded.

A male soul that had been cut into two pieces in the middle howled miserably under the burning of flames, which turned into black mist and disappeared.

Those screaming remnants of souls lost the bondage of the man and showed a relaxed look.

They nodded gratefully to Lin Hun, and then as if they had negotiated, they plunged into the burning dump truck.

"Um?"

Seeing their movements, Lin Hun was taken aback.

He found that with the integration of these remnants, the burning dump truck quickly shrank and merged, and finally turned into a small engine and stayed in place.

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