Twisting his neck with difficulty, Zhang Wei looked at Xiao Yan and others at the scene of the ongoing battle.

After seeing the development of the battle situation clearly, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; Xiao Yan, who had already replaced the Magic Breaking Bullet, finally gained an absolute advantage by relying on effective attack methods.

It seems that he no longer needs to drag his body, which is exhausted and dry, and then move forward and fight to the death.

After Xiao Yan fired continuously, six magic bullets hit the three women's eyebrows, cheeks, back of their heads and other positions.

Originally, Xiao Yan planned to pour fifteen bullets into the pistol, and the whole family poured out.

The main reason was that she had not achieved much effect on these weird women before, so she instinctively planned to attack with the greatest force.

However, when she saw a cluster of blazing flames, magic rose from the heads and faces of these women and spread toward her whole body.

The great pain made the three middle-aged women wail.

She realized the preciousness and extraordinaryness of these special bullets, and quickly stopped and continued to pull the trigger.

Then a familiar scene happened again, and the women quickly took off a human skin to relieve this kind of fatal damage to her.

However, Xiao Yan had already made proper arrangements long before the woman shed her skin.

She ordered loudly: "Everyone retreats, fire-throwers, fire-type psychics are ready, and attack immediately after my order."

The strength of these women is indeed far inferior to that girl; even if they also have magical means of molting, they are only wearing a coat.

After they shed their only skin, they immediately showed their true appearance:

Some middle-aged women with shaved off all hair on their heads and pale skin.

"Firebreathing, all the flame psychics take action." When they had just finished molting, Xiao Yan issued his own order almost at this point in time.

The Zhongshan suit with a flamethrower on his back finally opened fire for the first time after the war started.

After opening the valve, the domestically produced Type 74 flamethrower immediately ejected at three targets more than ten meters away, with an effective killing range of up to fifty meters for this model.

This distance at this moment is the most terrifying time.

The high temperature as high as thousands of degrees immediately filled the air with an unpleasant burnt smell; the three women who had just broken free from the damage of the enchanted bullets were trapped in the high temperature of flames again.

All spirits are naturally weak against flames and lightning.

Even some spirits are fearless about ordinary flames, but they are only targeting them, such open flames that are basically only about four hundred degrees.

What's more, among the Zhongshan suits on the field, including a support team that just arrived, there are already three fire-type psychics.

One of them was the little security guard Zhang Wei was familiar with.

With their full strength, a large red flame brewed from their palms, and the temperature was even more terrifying than the thousand-degree high temperature of the flamethrower.

Three balls of flames hit the three women separately, turning them, who were already burning, into a larger torch.

Finally, amid three screams that almost pierced the eardrum, all three women turned into ashes...

Seeing that he finally killed his opponent, all the staff of the Shenwang Branch, including Xiao Yan, breathed a sigh of relief.

The main reason is that when fighting spirits, the situation where the strength of a lot can only be used for three points at most makes them very depressed.

Originally, there was Gao Aimin in the branch office, and this was a professional who dealt with spirits.

However, this guy was directly placed by his opponent before the war started. Now he was lying in the blood of the shop without knowing his life and death, and it did not play any role at all.

*******

After a brief rest for more than ten seconds, after breathing evenly, everyone began to start working hard again.

Call a firetruck to treat the injured colleagues; send chemical protective suits to clean up this bloody scene like the hell of the doomsday.

There are so many jobs that they need to do.

But at this moment, a voice with deep hatred echoed over the scene:

"Don't be too proud of you too early. The ancient god is about to wake up. This world will eventually crawl under the power of the ancient god. Now you ants are just struggling for a few more days."

This sound echoing in the sky was full of neutral feeling, and it was impossible to tell from the sound whether its owner was a man or a woman.

In addition, this sound is like floating from all directions, and it cannot lock in the source of the sound.

Of course, I couldn't say that I followed the sound and pulled out the guy who made a sound and threatened them.

"The dead lady, pretend to be mysterious; it's already the 21st century now, and I'm still yelling about the resurrection of the ancient god. You have a pit in your head." Zhang Wei raised his head and shouted loudly.

In his instinct, he could be sure that this guy who pretended to be a ghost was the girl who ran away just now.

Of course, Zhang Wei could not be sure whether the girl looked like her final appearance, nor was he interested in confirming it.

However, it would be impossible to show off in front of Zhang Dixian, a military coat, in front of his pretentious expert.

So, this guy started to curse without hesitation.

After cursing, the sound that was originally echoing in the air paused clearly; then he said hatefully:

"I have locked you in the humble ants. Remember that in the near future, you will die in the most painful way in the revenge of the Divine Church."

After saying that, the voice suddenly disappeared; I thought that the guy who pretended to be a ghost finally escaped from afar...

Zhang Wei didn't need to do the final work after that.

Wearing a thick chemical-proof suit, he walked into the blood-stained shop. He first carried Fang Ping and others out of the coma and sent them to the ambulance that arrived urgently.

Then, the bugs that were still twisting on the ground were collected by them with tweezers.

The large bucket of corpse oil was completely sealed by a large box they sealed with.

After this huge change, a group of experts from the Hunan Provincial Branch have arrived and can arrive in Baoqing City in an hour at most.

Whether it is in the treatment of personnel or the study of insects and corpse oil, they are much better than two swords like Zhang Wei.

Thinking about what the mysterious girl said before leaving, Zhang Wei, who had recovered a little strength, took off his ragged T-shirt and began to carefully check under the street lights.

Not to mention it! He really found a gray plum blossom mark on his right chest.

I think this is what the mysterious girl calls locking method.

With disdain on his face, Zhang Wei bit his finger and drew a hidden tracking talisman on his chest. Sure enough, after the talisman took effect, the plum blossom mark immediately disappeared.

"If you want to lock me up, you are a little tender." With a sense of pride, Zhang Wei greeted Xiao Yan and walked towards the tattered small bread a kilometer away.

At this time, his physical strength had recovered a little, but his mental strength was still very depressed.

What I want to do most now is to take a hot shower and sleep comfortably in a long-lost laziness.

But even he himself did not notice that the plum blossom mark that had disappeared on his right chest would faintly appear every few minutes.

This process is extremely short, and if you don’t observe it deliberately, you will not be able to find this abnormality at all.
Chapter completed!