People who raise shikighosts must use their own flesh and blood and energy to breed them. Even if the main body is seriously injured, it can absorb the energy of others to replenish it. However, if the shikighost is seriously injured, then the crazy and greedy ones will turn the owner back in an instant. It sucks so much that the soul cannot be left behind!
The stocky man gritted his teeth stoically, rolled on the ground a few times, dodged the bullets fired by the angry members of the Ghost Society, and once again broke the neck of one person. He was about to pounce on the next one. The target, but his body suddenly stiffened, he stopped his forward attack and rolled out to the side!
A burly figure that suffocated him didn't know when he stood up! He simply stood there, folding his hands on his chest, looking at him contemptuously. wWW!QuanBeN-XiaoShuo!COm
The burly figure suddenly stretched out a finger on his right hand, and the short man subconsciously shrank his body. Unexpectedly, the burly figure did not want to make a move at all, but said calmly:
"One minute, if you can survive one minute, I will spare your life."
The two remaining members of the Ghost Society were obviously stunned. They also knew that if they continued to fight, they would definitely die. Naturally, they felt a little more grateful to the big man who came out behind.
As if to verify Hu Huahao's words, the two agile assassins who majored in thrusting who jumped out earlier were injured one after another after killing seven or eight gunmen, and finally died tragically in the aftermath of the continuous covering fire from the members of the Ghost Society. The gunman was lucky enough to escape by jumping into the river next to him. The remaining ten or so members of the Ghost Club took that place
The abandoned building was surrounded, but no one dared to enter, obviously because they were still frightened by the two previous terrifying spells.
At this time, a faint blue-white light kept shining in the abandoned building. It seemed that the people inside were performing some kind of magic. At almost the same moment, Fang Lin rushed to the ruins and blocked the ruins. The escape path of a famous psychic! At the same time, he yelled and cursed at the group of indecisive members of the Ghost Club:
"What are you doing, do you want to betray the Lord's trust?"
The group of people couldn't figure out his depth for a while, and the man in the dark black suit at the head didn't dare to talk back. He first bowed at a ninety-degree angle, and then said doubtfully:
"Your Excellency?"
Fang Lin didn't even look at him, his face was cold and he looked up to the sky with arrogance and said:
"I'm going in now to conquer this ghost inside! Do you dare to stop me?"
The people around him all bent down and bowed deeply. The young man in front of them was obviously a high-status exorcist. In Nara, the religious and cultural capital of Japan, this profession was definitely not something they could afford.
Before stepping into the abandoned building, Fang Lin glanced at the road with concern. Even though he was nearly thirty meters away, he could clearly see the short, strong man stretching out his hands to grab Hu Huahao, who was as calm as a mountain. With both feet, he wanted to repeat his old tricks, but this time, his perfect throwing skills failed!
This principle is very simple and can be explained in two words:
strength.
The judgment of all wrestling skills is based on the difference in strength between the two parties. If the strength of the shooter is much higher than that of the person being thrown, then the success rate is 100%. If the strength of both parties is similar, it depends on the wrestling skill used. Based on one's own level, if the strength of the person being thrown is greater than that of the shooter, the grab judgment will not only fail, but also cause considerable stiffness to the shooter!
If Hu Huahao's strength at this time includes the bonus from the KOF contract, it is as high as over 50 points even without using the skills that come with the gloves. This short and stocky man only has a strength of just over 30. When he was grabbed, he was immediately covered all over. The strength reacted, and he began to tremble like chaff, appearing in a state of paralysis.
There was a loud noise in the distance, Hu Huahao sneered, grabbed the man directly, and threw him into the car next to him lightly! With a "pop" sound, an obvious dented human figure appeared on the hood of the car, and the windshield also shattered!
The short, strong man survived the injury. He roared and jumped up from the car. Instead of retreating, he stepped forward madly and stampeded towards the car. His hands stretched out. It looked like he was going to hit Hu Huahao's shoulders. He wanted to hit Hu Huahao's shoulders. This damn thing ripped open like a piece of paper!
But Hu Huahao suddenly put his knee on the trunk of the car! The black RV was immediately pushed more than one meter away by the deceased!
The short and strong man was also unsteady on his feet. He was swaying here and there, but he still wanted to rush forward. Hu Huahao's big hands came out like lightning, grabbed his feet, and directly knocked him down to the hard ground. !
Treat others the same way they treat you!
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"Hey...Damba is dead too."
This voice came from the deep darkness, as if it had gone through countless twists and turns, and it was doubly mysterious and gloomy. Fang Lin, who slowly walked into the ruined building, smiled indifferently and said:
"Now that we have entered this place, of course we must be ready to kill or be killed at any time. What do you call senior?"
The man obviously didn't expect Fang Lin to say this. He was stunned for a long time before saying coldly:
"Call me old ghost."
Fang Lin suddenly showed an evil smile on his face:
"Very good, old ghost. Should you come up, or should I go down?"
Before he finished speaking, he had already jumped towards the dilapidated basement below! At this time, he had suddenly pulled out the strange-looking gun. Through the faint silver light of the gun body, a wrinkled old man could be vaguely seen huddled in the corner. His expression seemed very sad, but his head was surprisingly bright. There was a huge light, and the blue blood vessels on it protruded one by one.
Before Fang Lin even touched the ground, he saw the old ghost pointing his hand and pulling out a strange black shadow from the void and coming towards him quickly. The black shadow flew at an incredible speed, and it could be vaguely seen that it was grinning, and it was astonishing that its flesh had not yet been corroded. Clean skull phantom!
"What is this?" Fang Lin took a deep breath and hurriedly jumped to the side to see that he had already dodged it. Unexpectedly, the skull phantom was spinning in the air, and it followed him diagonally and pounced on him. On his arm!
Suddenly, an extremely cold feeling spread throughout Fang Lin's whole body. He shouted, and his whole body lost control of his body at this moment. His body froze in place, and he could not even move half a finger. Even the head’s ability can’t do it! (Hey, the poor version of Death Coil should be quite familiar to Wow SS friends.)
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