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Chapter 143 The possibility of losing control

Zhang Tong recognized Wang Xinyao and Xiang Youming, but they didn't know that Zhang Tong recognized them.

It was precisely because he knew this that Zhang Tong did not call the two of them by their names.

Zhang Tong even used the title "little brother" to cover up his age.

Zhang Tong, who has official power and masters extraordinary games, still has some awe and suspicion.

After all, the human heart is the most complex thing in the world.



Seeing Xiang Youming and Wang Xinyao taking action at the same time, Zhang Tong took a deep breath.

Holding back the fatigue that hit his body like a tide, he launched an attack on the countless paper-punched people on the elevator.

The paper-pricked person is really weird, as empty as a body, and not afraid of any mental attack at all.

Moreover, their bodies are also very strong. Even Zhang Tong's Thor's Hammer can only repel them and cannot effectively kill them.

Coupled with the strange and abnormal strength of those pale little hands, even Zhang Tong could only temporarily stop them.

Just like Zhang Tong said, if he really couldn't stop him, he would have no choice but to run away.

Because he was not sure what kind of terror would happen once the ghost completed the ritual.

"The Ghost King is getting married!"

"I hope what I'm most worried about won't happen."

Seeing the paper-threaded people trying to squeeze into the elevator again, Zhang Tong endured the pain in his muscles and swung his hammer again.

With a muffled sound of bang bang, a large number of paper-hit people were knocked away by the hammer at a tricky angle, and even the paper-hit people behind were tripped over like dominoes.

But...some of the paper-tied people still managed to climb up the elevator by stepping on the bodies of other paper-tied people.

This scene made Zhang Tong's heart sink.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Wang Xinyao and Xiang Youming, and Zhang Tong's face looked much better.

The killings are still going on, and ordinary people are shrouded in fear and coldness, unable to escape the pursuit of the paper-pricked people.

Not to mention, under extreme fear, most people's legs and feet are weak and unable to escape. They can only be slaughtered like fish on a chopping board.

But fortunately, Xiang Youming's marksmanship is so accurate!

Although the police revolver can only be loaded with six rounds of ammunition at a time, Xiang Youming does not know how many boxes of ammunition he has brought with him. At least Zhang Tong has not yet seen that he is running out of ammunition and food.

With accurate marksmanship and a guaranteed quantity of bullets, there are fewer and fewer paper-throwing people on the second floor.

Xiang Youming, who kept shooting, was strolling in the courtyard, and it seemed that he also saw something wrong with the paper pricks.

They... are like robots, they only execute certain commands in a fixed manner.

Even though Xiang Youming was getting shot in the head here, the Zhizharen turned a blind eye to him and still chased and killed ordinary people who were fleeing everywhere with a weird smile.

There were brains and minced meat everywhere, and the entire second floor was a mess!

"Bitch! You women are all bitches!"

"Go to hell!"

At this moment, a shrill scream came from above Zhang Tong's head.

Looking up, Wang Xinyao was already fighting with the ghost.

Under the blessing of the talisman, a faint golden layer appeared around Wang Xinyao, like a protective film.

Under the shroud of the golden film, Wang Xinyao stepped on the sky, constantly dodging the gloomy air bombs.

While dodging, she continued to hit talismans one after another.

The flaming talisman seemed to make the ghost extremely fearful, and it kept making vicious and crazy screams.

"I don't care who you are, I will bring you to justice today!"

"There is nothing wrong with the existence of extraordinary beings, but I will never allow it to be used to harm the world with extraordinary power!"

In Wang Xinyao's firm voice, the three talismans successfully blocked Yin Hun's escape route. Amidst the explosion of fire, Yin Hun screamed miserably.

Scarlet eyes looked at Wang Xinyao with hatred, and the ghost filled with gloomy energy said in a sharp voice:

"Hahaha, are you trying to bring harm to the world?"

"You are so righteous!"

"When I was being teased like trash, why didn't I see people like you standing up for justice?"

"Hahahaha, you guys are so arrogant and ridiculous, you... all deserve to die!"

The aura of madness and resentment mixed with the Yin Qi rushed towards her face, and a cold glare flashed in Wang Xinyao's eyes:

"An out-of-control wretch?"

"There is no heart that can control the power, but it has the power that contains the crazy factor."

"You are only one step away from the monster..."

After judging the current state of the ghost, the last bit of hesitation in Wang Xinyao's heart disappeared, and she began to punch out the inherited talismans one after another.

Although the talisman is very low-level, its ability to exorcise and destroy evil spirits is very miraculous.

Coupled with the fire talisman that can explode into flames, Wang Xinyao, a descendant of Zhengdao, was able to suppress Yinhun by herself!

This is normal. You must know that Yinhun himself does not seem to have many means at his disposal. Even Zhang Tong can use his mental power to repel him.

Not to mention the talisman that contains some kind of magical power.

Under Wang Xinyao's methods, the ghost kept making roars that were not like human beings.

At the stairs, Zhang Tong relied on the magical power of the hammer to still maintain the status of one man in charge.

There were even many people who were stabbed with paper and killed by Zhang Tong with a fire axe.

Everything seemed to be going perfectly according to plan, and the power displayed by both Wang Xinyao and Xiang Youming was beyond Zhang Tong's expectations.

However, at this moment, the ghost who kept screaming on the fourth floor suddenly let out an angry and vicious roar:

"very good!"

"You are forcing me!"

"Today, I can't become the Ghost King, and you can't even think of leaving alive!"

There seemed to be some kind of madness and determination in the resentful voice, which made Zhang Tong raise his head subconsciously.

I saw Yin Hun, who was full of Yin Qi, leaping down from the fourth floor. The essence of Yin Hun made him glide in mid-air and pounce towards Wu Caixuan.

Looking in the direction where the ghost was gliding, Zhang Tong's expression suddenly changed.

I don’t know since when, Wu Caixuan’s body has been covered with a light red gauze!

The red gauze is like a wedding dress, a wedding dress condensed with blood, but not really formed!

"not good!"

On the fourth floor, Wang Xinyao seemed to realize that something was wrong.

Under Zhang Tong's shocked eyes, she jumped down from the fourth floor without even thinking.

In free fall, Wang Xinyao still threw out talismans one after another towards the ghost.

Explosions and flames erupted together, instantly drowning the increasingly crazy and insane ghost.

"You don't want your fucking life!"

Seeing the scene where Wang Xinyao jumped, Zhang Tong's face was filled with uncertainty.
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