No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

The white hair broke off, leaving a gap less than half a meter long, other than that, it was difficult to cut into it, and the sharp edge of the butcher's knife had also broken out of the pitted gap.

The white-haired corpse that never saw Su Che as a living person was suddenly traumatized, and it began to focus on Su Che. The irrational and bloodthirsty pupils reflected the terrifying human skin mask on Su Che's face. , a dull and shrill roar mixed with strong corpse aura erupted head-on.

The two hesitant chickens that arrived late were clucked and screamed by the sudden burst of corpse gas, and the little hen dragged the bald chicken to avoid it, tearing off the last few remaining stubborn feathers on its body. It's gone, which means that it's not guaranteed at the end of the festival.

"The speed is really fast. This white-haired corpse is indeed much more terrifying than the corpse king." Su Che's thoughts moved slightly. The short-distance sprinting skills were not much slower than the white-haired corpse's movements at close range. Leaning back, he jumped into the iron roof that was torn apart by the white-haired corpse, and fell into the bus compartment.

Su Che, who fell into the carriage, handed the iron pot in his hand to Kuang Cheng for temporary custody, then picked up two one-time consecrated mahogany swords with his backhand, and threw them at the white-haired corpse on the roof of the carriage.

boom!

The two one-time consecrated mahogany swords fell on the white-haired corpse almost at the same time, and then the flames exploded, and the sawdust flew, completely covering the surroundings of the white-haired corpse.

The dull and shrill roar sounded again on the roof of the car, and the flames from the explosion of the two one-time consecrated mahogany swords gradually disappeared, and the figure of the white-haired corpse jumped out of the flames. The white hair on its body was only slightly burnt black, and there was no further damage .

"President, let me say that this white-haired corpse is much more terrifying than the corpse king!"

Kuang Cheng was holding the iron pot with a frightened face, and other ordinary people were fighting with each other, instinctively wanting to escape.

Su Che quickly threw one-time consecrated mahogany swords one after another, and at the same time pulled the consecrated seat lamp hanging in the carriage, shining candlelight through the car roof torn apart by the white-haired corpse.

The effect of this successfully consecrated seat lamp is obviously better than the inferior one-time consecrated mahogany sword. The soft and warm candlelight diffused, followed by the burst firelight of several one-time consecrated mahogany swords, and then shone on the white-haired corpse.

There was a squeak.

A few scorched white hairs instantly turned black and rotted, exuding a pungent corpse smell. The white-haired corpse screamed sharply and jumped up, falling onto the road shrouded in darkness.

"This light works!"

Gu Fei, Shen Jingfen and several others in the carriage were greatly encouraged.

Only Su Che sighed softly, "It's useful if it's useful, but it's not durable enough. If you shine on that white-haired corpse a few more times, this lamp will probably be useless."

At this time, the not-so-bright candles of the consecration seat lights dimmed a lot and swayed crazily. Even the lantern made of a tree whose neck was bent by Su Che's lightning strike outside had a few obvious cracks.

Su Che stepped out of the carriage, and the butcher's knife and the seat lamp were damaged one after another. He quietly touched the mourning stick, and his figure was like an arrow flying from the string, chasing the white-haired corpse.

He shouted while chasing, "Weren't you very fierce just now? Why are you running away now, eat a spirit injection stick from me, Su!"

"White-haired corpses are beaten and fled by the president. The Jiangcheng ghosts are too scary." Kuang Cheng couldn't help but sighed.

Everyone in the carriage nodded one after another, approving this sentence very much.

Knowing that he was being targeted by Su Che, Tang Xun, who was trying his best to lower his own existence, even agreed, "This is not Jiangcheng's ghost, according to Mr. Su's way of doing things, I am afraid that the king of hell will not be able to deal with him when he comes. , it is not an exaggeration for you to say that he is the King of Hades living in Jiangcheng..."

On the other side, Chai Qian, who was carrying an 80mm rocket launcher, was also full of question marks.

In his sight, the scrapped bus coming from afar was first besieged by hordes of evil spirits, and then suddenly a horrible ghost that grew in the flesh and blood of his right arm popped out. exist.

"This white-haired corpse is even scarier than most red-clothed ghosts!" He said in his heart.

But the next second he was slapped in the face.

I saw two strange chickens suddenly thrown out of the scrapped bus that ran out of control and crashed into the cliff, and then a man in a white coat with wrinkled skin on his face jumped out and manipulated it, He actually repelled that white-haired corpse that was more terrifying than most of the red-clothed ghosts.

Could there be anything more outrageous than this?

Are you still a person?

At this point in his thoughts, Chai Qian suddenly realized something.

"Absolutely, no wonder I feel that this scrapped bus looks familiar. Isn't it the ghost bus that... has appeared in Long Wenhua's live broadcast room several times? So, the nickname Jiangcheng Ghost Sees Sorrow Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen, is also here!"

Realizing that Su Che was most likely in Yuanjialing, Chai Qian immediately became energetic, "It seems that when they escaped from Yuanjialing last time, they couldn't completely get rid of this supernatural incident, and I don't know if it's good news or bad news. .”

Chapter 710 You are useless when I give you a chance!

The development of the matter obviously exceeded Chai Qian's expectation.

When he was still watching secretly in the dark, Su Che had already chased the white-haired corpse for a certain distance.

There are more and more evil spirits around, each of them is twisted and deformed, and the evil spirits exuding evil aura from all over their bodies completely block the entire road.

If everyone in the bus compartment saw this scene, they might be so frightened that they would faint on the spot.

"Didn't these evil spirits go after the fool, why did they suddenly come out in a swarm and attack us?" The rotten smell filled the nostrils, and Su Che thought to himself, "Fortunately, I, Su, don't look very serious now. The living people, the other people in the ghost bus did not make any noise, and there is still the shelter of the lighted seat lamp for the time being, so there will not be too much trouble."

In the blink of an eye, Su Che had already quickly caught up with the white-haired corpse. Before the other party recovered from the burning candlelight of the consecration seat, he jumped up, and the mourning stick that he had already held in his hand fell from top to bottom. With the momentum of a thunderbolt, it slammed down on the white-haired corpse Tianling Gai.

The white paper strips on the mourning stick rattled, and ghosts and wolves howled faintly. The white-haired corpse immediately sensed the threat, and instinctively raised its left arm to block it. Clusters of white hairs grew wildly, like thousands of steel needles, facing it. The mourning stick thrown by Su Che went away.

Not only that, but the narrow and sharp nails on its right arm even grabbed Su Che's heart directly.

Accompanied by a dull sound of 'bang', the mourning stick in Su Che's hand circled thousands of white hairs that were as sharp as steel needles, and hit the elbow joint of the straight left arm of the white-haired corpse.

The mourning stick, which looked light and flimsy, was like a solid steel rod at this time, breaking the bones of the white-haired corpse's left arm, and the whole straight left arm fell limply like a comminuted fracture.

Professor Yang's whip on Su Che's other hand brushed the long and sharp nails of the white-haired corpse without hindrance, and stabbed it on its withered right arm.

The endlessly turbulent blazing blue electric arc erupted violently.

Zizizi!

The blazing blue high-voltage arc that erupted at close range made the white-haired corpse convulse, and the sound of fangs chattering up and down was clearly audible around the dead road.

However, the white-haired corpse didn't respond at all, as if it had been smashed, and the hands that were scorched by the electric shock were not its own. It pouted its head, and bit down the main artery of Su Che's neck with its trembling mouth full of fangs. .

Su Che jumped up and kicked in front of the white-haired corpse. At the same time, he quickly withdrew Professor Yang's whip that had stabbed the white-haired corpse's right arm, and stabbed it head-on into the white-haired corpse's mouth full of fangs.

crackling.

The high-voltage arc blasted out a flash of electric sparks, and Professor Yang's whip, which hadn't played much role outside the white-haired corpse's white-haired corpse, exerted its power at this moment, piercing through the dry mouth of the white-haired corpse. mucous membrane, and continued to attack the inside of its corpse.

In the snap of a finger, the white-haired corpse was completely covered by flickering blue arcs from the inside to the outside, but even so, the white-haired corpse was not killed by Su Che.

The blazing blue electric arc spread crazily, the stench of the corpse leaked out crazily, and the layer of white hair on the white-haired corpse squirmed strangely, growing rapidly as if alive.

Soon, the white-haired corpse looked like a white long-haired hedgehog.

The flashing blazing blue electric arc stopped abruptly, and the white-haired corpse completely covered in white hair disappeared from in front of Su Che in an instant. Sharp nails also covered in white hair appeared from the right back, and the target was Su Che's jumping body. heart.

When the sharp claws fell, what sounded was not the scratching sound of tearing flesh and blood, but a strange grinding sound that made teeth sore.

"Is your white-haired corpse's brain dry too? What's wrong with grabbing me, Su's backpack?" Su Che's voice sounded faintly.

Before the words were finished, the sinister wind that penetrated into the bone marrow could not stop overflowing from the backpack behind Su Che.

As if being stabbed into a ghost's den, there are dirty little boys, little girls in dresses covered in bruises, ghost dolls in red with only torso left, huge mouths full of fangs, countless Qing's terrifying grimace, and even the two female ghosts Zhang Yi and Huang Xiaoying came out in a swarm.

"Really, I, Su, originally only wanted to fight you one-on-one, and you're useless if you're given a chance!" Su Che sighed slightly.

The situation reversed in an instant, let alone the white-haired corpse, even Chai Qian, who was secretly observing from afar, was dumbfounded.

"1... 2... 3... 3 red-clothed ghosts, if you add the two from the abandoned apartment building in Mingyun Apartment, and the one with white fur The dead body of Yuanjialing, and the evil spirit in Yuanjialing... 7, there are a total of 7 red-clothed ghosts in Yuanjialing, huh!" In this terrifying situation that made Chai Qian tremble with fear, he once again The idea of ​​finding a nuclear bomb to wash the ground started.

It's also thanks to the fact that there are no people around the ghostly place of Yuanjialing, otherwise how many people would have to die to control so many red-clothed ghosts...

"It's outrageous, brother, is this the horror of Jiangcheng Guijianchou?" Chai Qian thought.

Surrounded by ghosts and surrounded by evil spirits that blocked the highway, in Chai Qian's eyes, Su Che was completely unreal, even more dangerous than ghosts.

This picture can't help appearing in his mind:

Wherever the pale and wrinkled enthusiastic citizens in white coats stood, a large group of various ghosts suddenly appeared behind them, and all kinds of ghosts appeared in a miserable state. With a wave of his hand, those ghosts that appeared were beaten It rushed forward like chicken blood, mighty and mighty, as if it would never stop.

After thinking for a while, Chai Qian's body trembled suddenly, "It's strange, how could I have such evil thoughts, this is really something that a living person can do?"

Roar!

The ferocious and bloodthirsty roar of the white-haired corpse pulled back Chai Qian's scattered consciousness. He saw the white hairs on the white-haired corpse standing upright, twisting the head that was no longer visible, dragging the limp His left arm frenziedly opened his mouth full of piercing fangs, jumped over the group of ghosts emerging from the backpack, and bit Su Che again.

But Su Che didn't panic at all, raised the mourning stick in his hand and pointed it at the head of the white-haired corpse.

click!

Even Chai Qian could vaguely hear the sound of bones breaking even from a long distance away, and he could clearly feel that the white-haired corpse was surrounded by Su Che's stick.

Su Che, who put down Professor Yang's pointer, rummaged through the yellowed paper of the black book with one hand. The black mist filled the air. In the blink of an eye, Chai Qian saw a blood-stained chainsaw appearing in his hand.

Boom... Boom...

The power chain of the chainsaw was pulled vigorously, and the cutting chain that still had brains and pieces of meat turned rapidly. Su Che kicked the white-haired corpse to the cliff by the side of the road, and then the bald chicken and the little hen came out. Courageously flapping its wings, it rushed up to serve the white-haired corpse with its beak and claws in turn. At the same time, the little hen even resorted to its usual tricks. The irrational and bloodthirsty eyeballs were pecked out.

The chainsaw roared, the white hairs flew wildly, and the dim moonlight from the hairy moon fell from the night sky, shining on Su Che, making him look like the legendary chainsaw murderer on a moonlit night.

"If I ran out so rashly, what if Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen, got mad... and saw me in half as a ghost?" Chai Qian swallowed hard the saliva that had been stuck in his throat for a long time, His palms were wet with cold sweat.

He glanced back at the 80mm rocket launcher on his shoulder and decided to make a big splash.

Chapter 710 Seventh, I have made up your friend!

at the same time.

A furtive shadow emerges from the overgrown forest beside the road. His pale face is bloodless, and the clothes on his body are red and black. In the eyes of others, it was clearly a terrifying red-clothed ghost.

"Sure enough, I knew this white-haired zombie couldn't deal with him." The Fool had to admit that he still underestimated Su Che after all.

Looking at the group of ghosts swarming out of Su Che's backpack, the Fool's gradually stiff face outlined a strange expression, "Three red-clothed... no, more than three red-clothed, he There is also something weird in the shadow of him, no wonder he never uses the Tarot cards in his hand, thinking that he can stay out of the matter? It's just delusional, you can't escape this game, and it's impossible to escape."

The Fool almost uttered this sentence in a roaring tone, the weird expression on his face was full of different emotions, madness, pain, cruelty... as if there were many different faces on his face Constantly alternate.

Just when he was about to attack Su Che who unilaterally smashed the white-haired corpse again, he suddenly heard an extremely loud whistling sound of air waves, which joined together into one piece, which was particularly ear-piercing in the dead silence of Yuanjialing. He even heard a deep cry of "Gan, it's crooked" from a distance, cursing and a little out of breath.

"What? Something seems wrong?" The Fool couldn't help but frowned.

The whistling sound was getting closer and closer, and the fool suddenly felt flustered for no reason, and quickly turned his eyes to follow the prestige.

A long column-shaped object with a burning tail flame suddenly appeared in the middle of his line of sight, and he did not have enough time to react. The roaring long column-shaped object with a bright tail flame fell right in front of him, and the fool felt himself It looked like it had been hit hard by a dump truck.

boom--

The warhead of the 80mm rocket launcher was triggered to detonate.

The violent explosion accompanied the rising flames to illuminate the dead night sky in Yuanjialing, and the strong explosion shock wave and explosion sound wave swept across.

"Damn it, you've been fooled again! He actually arranged for someone to ambush me in advance, it's really insidious, it's really cunning!"

This is the sentence that the Fool squeezed out from between his teeth with the corners of his mouth twitching before he was completely swallowed by the violent explosion.

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Su Che saw off the head of the white-haired corpse with a chainsaw, which had been smashed with a mourning stick, when the sudden violent explosion made his mind full of question marks, "The Motorov cocktail and compressed gas tank cluster bomb prepared for the evening, It's all been used up in that abandoned apartment building, so what exploded?"

The figure of the white-haired corpse gradually faded away, and a gold-rimmed Tarot card depicting a mummy hanging in the scorching sun on the barren dry land appeared from the place where the white-haired corpse disappeared, and slowly fell to Su Che. hand.