Supernatural: I can become stronger by torturing ghosts!

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Yulong was not the only one who was unhappy.

After hearing Qin You's words, most of his colleagues were not very happy.

Many of them were talking in low voices:

"No…this monk…does he take himself too seriously?"

"That’s right, he said there were problems with the company right from the start... Who is he?"

"It's considered a battle level, maybe a bit exaggerated"

"I don't acknowledge that he is at the campaign level. Our team leader has killed more than a dozen Sha-level evil spirits, and even subdued and captured a Yaksha. Yet he is still only at the tactical level. What's the basis for him to do that?"

"Is it enough to be famous? I have watched the monk live broadcast. The cat-faced old lady, the snake, and the red-clothed ghost are actually not very powerful ghosts."

People are like this.

Qin You is too young and suddenly flew too high. It is difficult to convince the public.

What's more, China likes humble personalities. The so-called doctrine of the mean is like this. Even if it is just pretending, it can reduce the hatred value.

���Yulong was even more embarrassed. He felt that the monk was targeting him.

"What are you talking about! Explain it to me clearly!"

Qin You had no interest in this man. Seeing that he was angry, he explained kindly:"Oh, don't be angry, I'm not targeting you."

Qin You glanced at the crowd:"I'm targeting everyone here... Excuse me, although everyone is pretentious, they are actually very fragile. If a cult organization like the House of the Dead has some means and brains and mixes among us, they don't need powerful superpowers, just a high-explosive grenade……"

Qin You stretched out his hand and opened his fist:"Bang!"

He smiled gently, but his words were cold:"Everyone here will go to heaven with arrogance."

Xue Weidong was also shocked by Qin You's words.

He thought he was the instigator.

I asked you to talk about the company's problems! But I didn't ask you to use a big move to taunt!

"Alas... People are rebellious, not to mention that the aliens all claim to be strong. The more you provoke them, the more they will not obey and the less they will listen."

Xue Weidong began to regret that he should not have let Qin You talk nonsense.

Pei Hongyu and others were also caught off guard.

""Tsk!"

Someone laughed in the room.

A gentle man with gold-rimmed glasses, who looked like a Chinese teacher, laughed and said,"You are too arrogant, aren't you?"

Qin You looked at him. He had seen this person's information in the database.

Zhong Mingding, the team leader of Huangpu District A, is a tactical-level mutant. His ability is to control metal within a certain range.

He is a bit like a low-profile version of Magneto.

Zhong Mingding has a bad temper and squinted at Qin You:"Since you said that our abilities are too public, you should know our abilities, right? Then why do you say stupid things like anyone who sneaks in can destroy us?"

He said proudly,"Do you know what my ability can do? What can you do? Not to mention one person sneaking in, even if...……"

Qin You didn't even bother to listen to him finish.

He had expected all the reactions.

Qin You took out the big thing covered by the red cloth from under the podium, opened the red cloth, and revealed its true appearance.

This time, everyone was shocked.

An eight-barreled Gatling machine gun with a receiver box!!

"WTF——！"

"WTF——！！"

The scene suddenly became a little chaotic!

This Gatling gun looks much bigger than an ordinary Gatling gun, basically a machine gun!

The black cold steel tube and the gun body were engraved with countless Buddhist scriptures according to Qin You's wishes, and then filled with gold paint.

At this moment, Qin You, who looked like a teenager, held this eight-barrel machine gun with both hands, and the contrast and sense of disobedience were extremely strong.

But! The sense of danger was not reduced at all!

For a moment, many people had confirmed that Qin You was a spy who had sneaked in!

This was a suicide attack!

"Qin You!"Xue Weidong stood up suddenly, almost ready to attack!

The CEO He Qi, who was sitting closest to Qin You, remained motionless.

Qin You didn't bother to talk nonsense. He first turned his whole body into metal to protect himself, then immediately transferred spiritual power, started the gun barrel to rotate, and loaded the bullet!

Everything happened in an instant!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang——!

Bullets sprayed out from the muzzle!

"ah——！"

"I'm going to die——！"

"Run!"

The arrogant Zhong Mingding put his hands in a defensive position, instinctively closed his eyes and turned his head away, his heartbeat so fast!

However... before they could react, they saw that the bullets with the breath of death just hit their heads...

Exploded into a ball... of fireworks???

Bang bang bang...

The bullets hit the ceiling, but turned into clusters of colorful paper fireworks.

Slowly floating down, landing on everyone's head and shoulders.

Everyone looked at each other in astonishment.

What is this?

A prank??

He Qi spoke for the first time. He turned his wheelchair and turned back to look at everyone. Disappointment appeared on his usually calm face:

"Sit down, look at you, what do you look like?"

The president has spoken, and although these aliens are angry, they still return to their seats obediently.

Just at that moment, someone even rushed to the door and opened it.

This person is Nanbei.

She smiled awkwardly, lowered her head and returned to her seat, and was taught a lesson by Pei Hongyu by twisting her ears:"You are not good at anything! You are the best at escaping!"

Nanbei was wronged:"What are you doing! I reacted instinctively! Who knows why the monk is crazy!"

The others had similar reactions.

Li Yulong was the most angry. Just now he really thought he was on the verge of life and death. He was so scared that he didn't use any ability, so he instinctively crawled under the chair.

It was very embarrassing.

Everyone in the field had different thoughts, but they were all angry.

Xue Weidong breathed a sigh of relief and was a little angry:"Monk, what are you doing?!"

Qin You returned to normal, the black iron form faded, put down the Gatling gun, and said calmly:

"If I were a traitor, at least half of you would have died."

It was quiet.

Just like wrinkled cloth being flattened by an iron.

Some people who had just been mumbling and complaining loudly suddenly understood.

Complex emotions were brewing, resentment, unhappiness, shame, worry...

He Qi spoke again:"The monk's approach is a bit extreme, but I think, only in this way can I wake you up, and wake me up." The highly respected He Qi's words added to the persuasiveness:"He is right, if such a simple firearm can kill us, then we really should reflect on whether we have been too comfortable all these years."

Zhong Mingding was a little embarrassed. Qin You's move was equivalent to slapping him in the face.

So he said stubbornly:"If someone really does this, my ability will bounce all the bullets back!"

Qin You said:"What if it's not a metal bullet?"

Zhong Mingding paused, then said with a red neck:"You are arguing!"

"You are so stupid that you are cute."

Qin You said,"If everyone's abilities are made public for a long time, won't others be able to get the information? With the information and knowing that you can control metal, why do you still use metal bullets? Isn't stone okay? Isn't polymer material good?"

Now everyone knows that Qin You is right.

Zhong Mingding just can't get off the stage and wants to fight for face.

He Qi took the lead in applauding.

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