Supernatural Resurrection: Showdown, I am the boss of the underworld

The weird bureau, the communication room is full of people coming and going, and it looks very messy.

"How long will it take for the nearest ghost fighter to arrive?"

the liaison looked at the real-time map of the

ghost master's trajectory on the screen, sweat leaking from his forehead, and his throat was a little dry, "At least... Half an hour.

The

entire liaison room fell silent suddenly, and everyone looked cautiously at the director who punched the director on the table.

I saw him yelling at the liaison officer.

"The horse-stepping people are all dead, tell them to hurry up to Lao Tzu!!"

At this time, Fu Liangpeng and Ji He had their blood vessels ruptured, and the red-black and foul-smelling blood stained their clothes red.

It's only been a minute, and even if these are still three B-level ghosts, without making a move, the two of them have already come to the end of the crossbow

!"It's a minute!

Hold on for a few more minutes, and the support from the bureau will come!" Ji He, who was rotten and looked like a demon, said with a smile.

How many minutes it was, no one could say.

Fu Liangpeng didn't reply, his eyes were bleeding thick mucus, and his ability came from his two eyes.

Seeing this scene clearly by means of a communication device, the head of the director of the weird bureau was a little dizzy.

Fu Liangpeng and Ji He can't die! They are the two with the best talent of the younger generation

in the entire bureau! They will definitely be able to advance to the B level in the future, and it is not impossible to even hope that they will be able to be at the A level

! The death of two future first-class ghost masters will be too great a blow to the entire ghost control world!

Fu Liangpeng and the others are here.

Ji He quietly turned off the communication device, the flesh and blood on his body festered at an accelerated rate, and with a low roar, he pushed Fu Liangpeng out of the door suddenly.

In the end, Fu Liangpeng smashed into the wall opposite the corridor, almost smashing a hole in the wall.

At the same time, Ji He stood in front of the door, his ghostly aura soared, turned his head to stare at Fu Liangpeng with an unbelievable face, and shook his head firmly.

"Ji He, what are you doing!!" Fu Liangpeng just wanted to enter the house, but after meeting Ji He's eyes, he roared unwillingly, and puddles of pus and blood sprayed out from his eyes.

Ji He's overflowing ghost aura could not be clearer than what Fu Liangpeng represented.

"We ghost hunters are destined to not live long, although many colleagues have unfortunately died, but you have to live well, so that you can save more ordinary people! Better

stabilize the country!" Fu Liangpeng looked at Ji He who rushed towards the ghost, and his familiar voice sounded in his ears.

The black ghost aura shrouded the whole room, making it impossible to see the scene inside, and Fu Liangpeng felt a little broken.

He hated himself for being weak, and he could only watch his best brother die in front of him!

Just when Ji He was in full swing and all the C-rank ghosts were afraid to retreat.

The three B-level ghosts who had been watching the play moved!

And the ghost aura that overflowed Ji He's body shrank suddenly, as if he had been greatly suppressed.

A powerful ghost stretched out its claws and cut through Ji He's heart.

"Ah!!"

Hearing Ji He's screams in the room shrouded in black fog, Fu Liangpeng trembled, and blood and tears fell from his eyes.

When he saw that the ghost was about to take out Ji He's heart.

All the ghosts in the house froze suddenly, and the ghost qi in their whole bodies began to become scattered, as if they had encountered some great terror

! Bang!

Bang! Bang!

A sound of hard objects hitting the ground sounded, and a group of black-robed figures appeared around the room.

More than a dozen ghosts and Ji He, the ghost resistant, were in the middle.

The day and night wandering gods, dressed in prison officials' clothes, appeared in front of the shadows.

"Dare to harm people's lives, patrol day and night and obey orders

!" "Yes!"

"Yes!" "Kill the evil ghosts with us

!" "Yes!"

As soon as Qiao Kun's roar sounded in the house, Fu Liangpeng outside the door realized that something was wrong, and subconsciously rushed in directly.

After seeing the crowd of bad dresses, his head suddenly roared.

But seeing Ji He, who didn't know life and death, fall to the ground, Fu Liangpeng didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly stepped forward to hug Ji He out of the house.

After inspection, it was found that Ji He was only cut open to the flesh and skin, and he fainted due to exhaustion, which is a trivial matter for the ghost protector!

Fu Liangpeng breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and looked at the house in disbelief.

And as early as the moment when the day and night wandering gods and the twenty-four parade yin differences appeared, including the B-class ghosts who were invincible just now, they were all crowded together.

Even Fu Liangpeng came in to fish for people just now, but they didn't even take a look!

The three B-class ghosts stared at the many yin and yin with fear.

As for the day and night wandering gods, they can't see through it!

But after Qiao Kun gave the order, all the yin cha used the killing rod in their hands one after another, even the B-level powerful ghost who made the ghost protector talk about it, he couldn't do more than a few moves under the yin killing stick.

All the ghosts were beaten to the ground by the yin cha in three or two strokes, and they were put on the ground with killing sticks.

In the ghost crying wolf howl, Wen Liang and Qiao Kun pulled out the Pu knife on their waists.

He easily slaughtered all the powerful ghosts, and Fu Liangpeng, who saw the outside of the house, was dumbfounded!

Am I dreaming?

It wasn't until all the ghosts and gods disappeared that this thought arose in Fu Liangpeng's heart.

In the communication room of the Strange Affairs Bureau, the director and all the liaison officers looked at the screen from the communication device on Fu Liangpeng's body in horror.

Seeing the many yin differences, he easily held up even three B-level more than a dozen ghosts, and then he killed the ghosts day and night, until all the ghosts and gods disappeared abruptly, including the twenty-four yin differences.

"It's all ghosts, and the servants are dressed ... Kill the mighty stick..."The

director couldn't help frowning, muttering to himself with a fluctuating heart.

At this time, a group of liaison officers who heard his words said cautiously.

"Director, what if it's an A-class ghost protector? Maybe it's an unknown ghost protector organization?"

"Impossible!"

was a little unquestionable, and the director's voice startled all the liaisons.

"Who has ever seen so many A-class ghost masters?!How can this be true!".