This Simplification Is Too Outrageous

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the other side.

Same ambush strategy.

A total of seven people participated in the ambush this time, to be precise, four patrollers and three alien spirits.

Zhou Jin and the crusher are third-order, and the rest of the patrols, including the social terror and another alien spirit, are all second-order.

This kind of lineup, as long as it does not encounter a strange spirit with a strange ability to pervert, it can deal with it under the fourth rank.

At this moment, Butcher Zhang was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

"His grandmother, who has been killing all his life, is still being targeted by this kind of thing!"

Butcher Zhang muttered, feeling rather unhappy.

Suddenly the urge to pee hit me, so I got up and walked towards the toilet.

However, the moment he left, the window slowly opened.

A small pale hand rested on the window sill.

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Next door at this time.

Everyone stared at the surveillance screen.

everything is normal!

"Dangerous!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the corner, it was a social terror.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Qiang turned to look at the corner.

But even the third-order awakener couldn't find the location of the social terror.

"Team Zhou, everything is normal, but Butcher Zhang didn't notice anything," said one of the patrollers in charge of liaison.

"Dangerous!"

The voice of the terrorists came again, as simple as ever.

"Everyone is ready, act now!"

"You two, guard the gate, you rush in with me!" Zhou Jin instructed with a serious expression.

Qiao Yuan said that the social terror guy can't fight, but he has a natural perception ability in buildings...especially rooms.

In the room, it is the master, it says there is something, no matter how normal it is!

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With an order, all the patrols immediately poured a bottle of black alien blood on their knives, and broke into the door in a fighting posture.

bang~

"What are you doing?"

Butcher Zhang, who was squatting in the pit, trembled.

"That thing is here!"

After Zhou Jin looked around, he still couldn't find the thing.

"Captain, above!" one of the team members shouted.

Everyone looked at it, and a long-haired woman was crawling on the ceiling.

The jet-black hair fluttered in all directions, twisted and entangled like a snake.

"superior!"

With an order, all the patrols began to attack.

They jumped and attacked with swords.

However, the long-haired Variant Spirit on the ceiling was like a gecko, firmly sucking on the wall, with its limbs connected, its figure was erratic, and it dodged several times.

The crowd attacked in vain.

Soon the figure flashed, and the long-haired Variant Spirit crawled out of the room.

"You stay, the rest, follow me!" Zhou Jin gave the order again.

Their purpose is not to disperse, but to kill on the spot!

Soon, everyone chased them out, leaving only Butcher Zhang and a patroller on the field.

Of course... the crushers and social terrors also stayed where they were.

...

I don't know how long it took.

The sound of fighting outside became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared into the night, everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, and it was extremely quiet.

After a long time, the patroller who remained frowned.

"Team Zhou, Team Zhou!"

The headset was extremely quiet, and no one responded to him at all, and the patroller felt a strong sense of omission in his heart.

"Old Zhang, you stay here, I'll go out and see!" The patrolman said solemnly.

Then go to the door.

At this moment... the social terrorist hiding in the toilet seemed to have discovered something and was about to speak.

On the ceiling, a woman's hair floated down.

wrapped around a corner.

"You...do you want to die?"

Hearing the words, the terrorists immediately curled up in the corner and shivered.

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After the patroller left the room, he seemed to disappear, and he could no longer hear the slightest movement.

The crusher also seemed to have noticed something at this time, stood up and looked at the door, his ribs wriggled twice.

Crusher: "Are you there?"

Social terror: "Yes!"

Crusher: "Is it safe?"

Terrorist: "Safety!"

The crusher's face changed suddenly, his figure flashed, and he ran out with Butcher Zhang on his back.

Butcher Zhang: "?????"

That is, at this moment, countless long black hair shot from all directions, tightly wrapping the crusher's legs.

The crusher struggled desperately, trying to get rid of the weird long hair on his body.

"Kakkaka!"

There was a sound of broken bones, and when I looked down, I saw that my legs were already twisted and deformed.

The crusher resisted the cool feeling and immediately pulled out the ribs, but the seemingly smooth ribs appeared extremely sharp at this time.

With each slash, a lot of black hair will be cut off, but at the same time, more black hair will pour in.

The black hair became denser and denser, and soon the entire hall was covered with black hair.

The crusher's combat area is getting smaller and smaller, and a lot of black hair is wrapped around him.

While not fatal, it was restrained.

"Don't hit me, it's killing me..."

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what!

Along with the shrill screams, a golden light enveloped the entire room.

The long black hair all over the room began to smoke, and it gave off a burnt and disgusting smell.

Then the black hair continued to shrink, and finally reconvened to a point, returning to the head of the woman in the corner.

"The hair is quite long, let you try the flame haircut!" Qiao Yuan's voice came.

The golden light suppresses, and the alien spirits in the area will suffer continuous damage.

The long-haired Variant Spirit wanted to jump off the building and escape, but Qiao Yuan would give it this chance.

A mere second-order Variant Spirit, how dare you be so presumptuous?

Withdrawing the golden light, Qiao Yuan flashed, quickly came to the balcony, and grabbed the long hair of the alien spirit that was about to escape.

The long-haired Variant Spirit's neck suddenly snapped back, revealing an incomparably beautiful woman's face.

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"A very handsome Variant Spirit, with such cruel methods, I wonder if there is Lao Tzu in Liyang City!"

As Qiao Yuan shouted angrily, a tuft of hair struck him as if it were alive.

Ha ha!

Qiao Yuan sneered, grabbed it with his left hand, moved his wrist, wrapped it around a few times, and then pulled it!

what!

The long-haired Variant Spirit let out a painful wailing sound, and then another clump of hair hit.

Qiao Yuan repeated his old trick, grabbed it with his right hand, and pulled it around.

Then he stepped on its back, the long-haired Variant Spirit's waist cracked, and a pale and delicate face was tightly attached to the glass.

"Say, who sent you here?"

Qiao Yuan pulled his hair with both hands, making sure not to lift his scalp, but without losing his strength.

woohoo~

The alien spirit made a sound of howling and howling.

"Don't talk, don't talk!"

Qiao Yuan rolled his left arm twice, then pulled his hair with one hand, and used his right fist to keep punching.

da da da da~

[Energy value +2]

[Energy value +2]

"..."

When Zhou Jin of the Security Bureau led all the team members back, they saw such a brutal scene.

The long-haired Variant Spirit knelt on the window sill, his pale hands stretched forward desperately, grabbing the edge of the window and trying to escape, his expression was extremely painful, but Qiao Yuan in the back was unrelenting, grabbing its long hair with his left hand, and slamming his fist with his right hand. ...

Boom~

Finally, the Variant Spirit couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately disappeared.

"So weak?"

After Qiao Yuan wiped his hands with the curtains, he turned to look at Zhou Jin and the others.

"It should be a random event, are you all right?"

After questioning, Zhou Jin and others were also trapped by a long hair. Although they were not injured, it took a lot of effort to get rid of the hair.

"I'll leave it to you to finish, I still have something to do, let's go first!" Qiao Yuan said.

Mental strength investigation, found nothing unusual.

Everyone looked at Qiao Yuan and showed their admiration.

The squad leader did the same, reaching out and scratching his itchy scalp, his eyes full of envy.

downstairs.

The bald-headed Variant Spirit leaned on the skeletonized body of Hao, holding the steering wheel, feeling distressed for a while.

This is its first car!

Spend countless days and nights with it!

"Write an application form and submit it to the Security Bureau tomorrow!" Qiao Yuan's voice came from behind.

The bald spirit was overjoyed, hurriedly threw away the steering wheel, took out his mobile phone and picked his car.

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the next day.

The news from Zhou Jin was that everything was back to normal, and he offered to invite him to dinner to express his gratitude.

But he was rejected by Qiao Yuan!

How can you drink hot water to eat comfortably!

Thanks to the blessing of Little Tomato, Qiao Yuan's practice began to rise rapidly.

The practice of Yijinjing also rises at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If it continues like this, it will take a week as soon as possible, and half a month later, and one's own internal strength will break through to the fourth rank.

in the living room.

Qiao Yuan drank hot water while stepping on the turf he had scoured before.

The happiest thing in life is this.

after one day.

As expected of a good grass!

When Qiao Yuan stepped on the bald skin on the grass that he had picked up, the practice of flying on the grass also broke through to the third floor as he wished.

In a good mood, go out for a late night snack!

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Barbecue stall outside the community.

Qiao Yuan was looking at the gossip on his phone while eating the meat skewers.

"Recently, there was a large-scale death incident in the winter market. People familiar with the matter remind you that during the late night, please do not wander at the door of the bar. What you call corpses may really be corpses..."

"The real adventure, the chewing sound in the toilet late at night, the truth turned out to be..."

"Shocked, a sleepwalking incident occurred in a small foreign country..."

"Top-secret news, the appearance of the third blood moon will completely change the world..."

"..."

Qiao Yuan clicked on the last post curiously.

"The news I'm talking about below is all disclosed by my Awakened friends in my system. If you don't know the Awakened, go online and search for yourself. I'll just talk about the key points here!"

"The third blood moon will bring some extremely terrifying existences. Do you know the Variant Spirit? The Variant Spirit is a fart in front of it, and I am responsible for what I said!"

"If you haven't become an awakened person now, hurry up and find a way to hug the awakened person's thigh, otherwise it will be too late!"

"This post has been deleted"

Suddenly, the post disappeared.

"The third blood moon will bring great terror? Really?"

Qiao Yuan took a sip of hot water, a little disbelieving.

The alien spirits are already very terrifying to tell the truth. Is there anything more terrifying than them?

Inexplicably, Qiao Yuan suddenly remembered the world the bus had arrived at before.

What kind of world is there?

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The popularity of late-night barbecue restaurants is getting higher and higher, and the strong barbecue flavor fills the entire street, making people drool.

A drunk man next door was blowing cows with his friends with his belly open, which made several friends laugh.

"My biggest regret in my life is not being able to get into college, the second biggest regret is not going to high school, and the third biggest regret is not graduating from junior high school!"

"But my son is very successful, he was admitted to university, and he fought for my old Wang family."

"Congratulations, where did your son get admitted?"

"Yangshi!"

"I don't know what's wrong with this world now. I told him that his wife died again in the village today!"

"I tell you, don't tell anyone, I saw with my own eyes a man jumped from the eighteenth floor intact, really, my son!"

"..."

Listening to the conversations of other people in the store, it is not difficult to find that there are more and more things about the recovery of foreign spirits.

This kind of thing cannot be stopped by human beings.

"Boss, another package!"

Qiao Yuan ordered a few dishes and prepared to take them back to Li Xiaoling to eat.

呲~

A gray van parked in front of the barbecue shop.

As the car door opened, one of the men with a fierce-looking scar looked at the phone, and quickly locked onto Qiao Yuan's figure.

"Your name is Qiao Yuan, right?"

The man pinched Qiao Yuan's shoulder with calloused hands and pointed the phone at Qiao Yuan.

A group photo!

A photo with Mrs. Lee.

"No, I'm not Qiao Yuan!"

"I'm your father!" Qiao Yuan said lightly.

Immediately, several accomplices gathered around and looked at Qiao Yuan viciously.

The man with scars, the head, looked down and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Interesting, come with us!"

"Otherwise you'll see the woman's fingers in the picture tomorrow!"