My Cell Prison

It really saves a lot of time when the bartender is driving.

When the van stopped at the foot of Mount Moxingling.

The bartender's body still twitched slightly. Although he has gained a certain amount of improvement due to the resentment of the headless person, it is still difficult for him to survive in front of the [Dark Organization]... Those who were released by Chen Li were all carrying madness. Resentful ghost.

However, when looking in the rearview mirror at the headless man lying in the back seat, the bartender immediately cheered himself up.

After all, such an opportunity may only come once in thousands of years... He must seize it.

He put on the red lantern head and walked out from the main driver.

at the same time.

On the other side, Han Dong looked at the new bordering arm and walked out of the co-pilot slowly.

sizzle~

The arm that had just been attached was still scorching hot.

As the yin-colored steam overflowed, the fat and large arms gradually shrunk and became matched with Han Dong's body... Of course, it was only a match in size. The fat hanging on the arm of the Faceless still existed, of course. Very solid fat.

Have a little experimentation with the strength of the arm.

Han Dong grabbed the van door and pulled it gently.

Click~ The whole metal door was pulled down directly.

If it wasn't for the headless person sitting inside, I'm afraid the entire van would have been dragged out by Han Dong.

Immediately after, Han Dong aimed at a five-meter-tall tree by the roadside.

Try to activate the [Ghost Power] between the arms.

Slap ~ a snap of fingers lightly typed.

The vibrant trees instantly turned to dust, and at the same time, a gust of wind blew past, creating a ghost face in the air.

Is this a legendary quality arm? Love, love... But the balance is still too out of place.

Although I can barely suppress my arm, I can't use 100% of my strength.

Moreover, this arm alone accounts for almost 70% of the body's load value... not to mention that there is no coordination and support of the clown's torso.

The weight of this arm is enormous, and the energy consumption is equally terrifying. If it is a long-term battle, all the energy will be consumed by this arm, so it is still necessary to take it step by step.

Let's have a good time this time.

Staring at the trees that were instantly annihilated, the bartender was also stunned. It was the first time he had seen such exaggerated power.

at this time.

The fat arm suddenly rested on the bartender's shoulder, scaring him to the point where something almost leaked from his lower body, but he stopped it decisively... But the bartender also realized a bad situation - murder and silence.

Unexpectedly, when the bartender was trembling and turned with his head in his hand, all he saw was a smile on Han Dong's face.

Let's go, you only need to lead the way to the mass grave, and leave the troubles along the way to me to solve it.

Oh well.

What's your name.

Chen Guang... Bin.

Well, lead the way, if you can get there in time, I will give you some benefits.

Hearing this, the bartender's head also made a confident expression, Wrap it on me, leading the way is what I do best.

That's when Han Dong stepped into the mountain road of Mount Moxingling.

The breath from Han Dong's body immediately mixed with the yin qi in the mountains.

In the mass grave area several kilometers away, an old man with a pipe sat up from the coffin immediately, and the smoke inhaled into his nose was mixed with a strange smell from Han Dong.

He immediately brought this breath to the giant pit in the center of the Mass Burial Mound.

Sister Hong, someone has entered the mountain... Could it be the 'friend' you said?

In the center surrounded by countless hairs, a woman in red slowly stood up under the push of her hair, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It's faster than I expected, [Smoke] for me.

Yes, there are two smells...

Two clouds of smoke of different colors were exhaled from the old man's pipe.

One of them is dark red, symbolizing the bartender.

One of the clumps is grey with some resentment spots.

Perhaps it was because Han Dong was connected to the headless man's arm, and the overall aura changed a lot. The woman in red showed a puzzled look after absorbing the smoke.

It's been so long, and I've lost most contact with this friend due to some issues, it's hard to tell if the breath belongs to him.

Uncle Yan, take Aunt Mei and Iron Corpse to check it out.

Yes.

With the red clothes to give relevant instructions.

Immediately, a crawling old woman crawled over from her lair, and at the same time came a zombie in a Qing Dynasty official uniform.

The old man with the cigarette butt in his mouth and half of his skull exposed was in charge of leading the way, rushing in the direction from which the strange aura came from.

The three of them can be assigned a hidden mission in the world of Yin Yang Road, which can be regarded as the existence second only to Guandi BOSS.

With the departure of the three ghosts.

The red clothes surrounded by her hair continued to smell the breath, feeling unfamiliar and familiar. After all, in her impression, her friend should not have such an indescribable resentment.

Will it be you?

...

Among the overgrown mountain roads.

The little bartender with the lantern in front of his head is already a little uncomfortable.

He is not a fighting ghost himself. Before, he did business in the underworld, trying to avoid unnecessary troubles as much as possible... Now he has set foot on the deep mountain where the ghosts gather.

Every time he walked a distance, he would quietly glance at Han Dong, who was five meters away from him.

This time, when he was about to glance, an arm suddenly rested on his shoulder.

He almost screamed out in fright.

After a closer look, I found that it was Han Dong who was on his shoulder, and at the same time put his index finger between his lips, Something is coming...

what?

The bartender can release a red mist through his head, which can also be used for perception, but now he is not aware of anything.

There is obvious hostility... Strange, if they do things for Chen Li, they should come to meet me.

In this way, it is indeed right to take defensive measures... After all, it has been so long, Chen Li's changes are unknown, and even the sense of master and servant has been deeply weakened.

Just when Han Dong wondered.

The white fog in the area where the two were located was obviously aggravated, and it should be a kind of white smoke to be exact.

The bartender was still very smart, and immediately realized the source of this white smoke, Hurry up and plug the [hole] in your body, these white smoke will wait for the opportunity to get in... This should be the ability of [killing smoke].

Hole? I have a lot of experience with this. There was a more powerful guy who often drilled in and out of various [holes] in me.

Han Dong didn't care at all, just stood in the middle of the white smoke, waiting for the other party to show up.

At this time.

An old man with a smoking gun walked out from the edge with half of his skull exposed.

Under the perspective of the magic eye, Han Dong immediately looked over and said in a very polite tone: Hello... I'm here to find Chen Li, maybe she changed her name, that is, wearing red clothes, A girl who likes to chop meat with a kitchen knife.

Sure enough, it's a friend of Sister Hong. It's a pleasure to meet you.

When the old man finished the sentence in a kind tone, he tapped the bong with his finger.

boom!

The white smoke that got into Han Dong's body and the white smoke covering this area exploded immediately, and the whole mountain area trembled.

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