Chapter 324 Liang Wensong’s Battle
The other half is under the gray sky.
A Simon, wearing a cowboy hat and an unshaven beard, had an enticing smile on his lips, and a pair of green eyes emerged from the darkness behind him. He stood motionless on the roof of the black and white cinema, looking down at the people below.
An old double-barreled shotgun appeared in his hand. After aiming at Liang Wensong, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
“Bang.”
Gunshots rang out.
Liang Wensong's expression changed. Almost at the same time as the gunfire sounded, a rich dark aura quickly spread out from his body and enveloped his figure.
The thick darkness spread, and the surrounding buildings immediately aged and rotted after being covered, and even the road under their feet became pitted, as if they had experienced decades of ravage.
After the ghost spread out, his figure immediately disappeared.
He knew very well what the bullets in the double-barreled shotgun were. They were bullets made by a devil.
Once you are hit by a shotgun, you are forced to control a ghost. This will force the supernatural balance in the body into a state of ghost recovery.
As a matter of fact, the puzzle piece of Luo Wensong he obtained is incomplete. The current control method is balance. If he falls into the state of the ghost's resurgence, it is equivalent to exiting early.
Cowboy Simon is very decisive. Compared to defensive counterattacks, he is better at taking the initiative. His supernatural weapon is a terrifying double-barreled shotgun. The speed of attack ranks first in the Kings organization.
Liang Wensong hid in Guixiao, leaving him too little time to react. In a moment of thinking, he chose Guixiao, hoping that Guixiao could help him avoid the attack.
But the next moment.
A trace of pain flashed across Liang Wensong's face, and there was a sharp pain in his chest, as if he had been hit by something. His body couldn't help but take a step back under the huge impact.
He was hit by a bullet.
But there is no blood flowing in the chest.
The black gown he was wearing fluttered strangely a few times, as if someone was passing by, blocking the attack for him.
The bullets made of black cloth wrapped around the double-barreled shotgun were unable to penetrate Luo Wensong's ghost clothes before he was alive, and were stopped abruptly.
"There is such a thing!"
On the roof of the cinema, the expression of the cowboy Simon became ferocious and twisted, and his pair of light green eyes ignored the cover of darkness. He witnessed the factors that led to the failure of the attack.
His supernatural weapons are specially designed to deal with ghost masters. Coupled with the forcible locking of ghosts and green eyes, he almost always hits the mark.
But the bullet was blocked by a strange piece of clothing on the other party. This had never happened before, making him unbelievable.
And the darkness is full of ghosts.
"You can't expose yourself to the other party's sight anymore. Next time, you might target my head." Liang Wensong gritted his teeth and tried to regain his composure. With a slight movement of his feet, the ground began to collapse and sink, forming a dark and deep door opening.
As soon as the doorway appeared, he immediately fell in, was swallowed up by the darkness inside, and disappeared in place.
“Want to leave?”
The cowboy Simon moved, and a dark atmosphere like night began to surge behind him. It was a cold haze, and a pair of green eyes stood out in the haze. , like a beast lurking in the night, spying on people lost in the darkness.
The powerful ghost spirit quickly tore apart the ghost ghost of the knocker, exposing the door hole on the ground.
"Bang."
Cowboy Simon walked down from the roof, pulled the trigger without hesitation, and fired a shot towards the door.
However, after the bullet entered the darkness, it lost all traces and did not know where it went.
"Creak! Creak!"
A harsh door opening sound suddenly sounded, especially loud in the dark night, and some kind of terrifying curse began to spread.
Cowboy Simon was shocked, turned around and fired without hesitation.
Although he had been very careful, he did not expect that his ghost would be invaded silently by the other party.
An old wooden door appeared on the wall behind him.
The wooden door was opened, showing darkness and depth, revealing something strange and ominous.
There is a dark humanoid silhouette standing inside the door. The specific appearance is not clear. The darkness inside the door seriously interferes with the sight of green eyes.
Although the shotgun bullet was fired later, it hit the human silhouette in the darkness first, as if repelled, and the figure disappeared into the darkness behind the door.
However, Cowboy Simon could no longer care about the results of the third attack. The curse of death if he opened the door had already affected him.
Simon's eyes suddenly shrank, and a cold, penetrating chill enveloped him. His pale skin quickly dimmed, collapsed, and was eroded by the supernatural power of the curse.
His body immediately fell into an immobile, supernatural state of death.
The ghosts like the dark night disappeared, and a pair of green eyes in the haze also dimmed, and finally disappeared.
But the chill of the curse went away just as quickly as it came.
As an alien, he will have no problem surviving this supernatural attack.
It only takes a few seconds to resume action, but he is afraid that the other party will take advantage of it again.
I hope that shot hit that person!
This hope is more like a luxury wish.
"It's a pity that I don't have coffin nails in my hands, otherwise..."
Liang Wensong walked out of the deep darkness behind the door with a gloomy face, staring closely at his opponent Simon. The third bullet was fired without locking. It hit the black gown and was blocked.
But he knew in his heart that the curse of death when opening the door would not be able to trap the other party for long. Thinking of this, he raised his dry arm without hesitation, placed his palm gently on the wooden door, and knocked on it with a special pattern.
“Dong~dongdong~”
The killing rule triggers that you will die if you knock on the door.
Simon trembled all over, and the permeating chill in his body became more intense. His body was unable to move, and the supernatural power that had recovered quickly fell silent again.
He stared with an incredible expression.
Two kinds of mortal supernatural beings!
Liang Wensong snapped his fingers and said in a cold tone: "Stop struggling, let me send you on your way."
The ground under Simon's feet began to collapse and sink, forming a large door-like door. The pit, the deep darkness is swallowing up everything that falls.
"No..."
Simon's eyes immediately turned red, and murderous intent boiled in his heart. He still had no means to use, and he was unwilling to lose like this.
But, just at this time.
A tall and thin figure appeared out of thin air like a ghost. This person's body did not look like an entity, but seemed to be an illusory shadow, with a dagger in his hand.
The figure stretched out its slender arms and grabbed the falling Simon. The shadow spread into the distance, taking Simon away from here.
"The support from the King's organization came so quickly!"
Liang Wensong watched Simon being rescued angrily, and then looked down at his skinny arm that had been covered with corpse spots for some time. He felt stiff from above, Slow, knowing that his limit is approaching.
There are too many supernatural beings in him, and the delicate supernatural balance is being broken, and the evil ghost is on the verge of resurrecting.
He needs to rest to restore his supernatural balance, otherwise even with the protection of the post office's curse, it will not be able to prevent the evil ghost in his body from losing control.
Liang Wensong reluctantly retreated into the darkness behind the door, reached out to pull the handle of the wooden door, and locked himself up.
The wooden door on the wall disappeared, and there was only one wall.
……
A long, thin shadow spreads into the distance.
"Simon, in order to save you, I gave up the sneak attack on the guy behind the door. How should you thank me?" The king, codenamed Killer, played with the dagger in his hand, his voice was low and there was no emotion.
Simon moved his body, and the chill that enveloped him disappeared completely. He stood up with his double-barreled shotgun, shrouded himself in darkness, and said in a deep voice: "It's very simple. You will die soon." When the time comes, I will also save your life.”
The killer sneered: "No one can kill me!"
He can hide in the shadows at any time and cannot be detected. What he is best at is approaching his opponent secretly and using his dagger to kill him with one blow.
In his country, the fear brought about by the killer's name has been deeply imprinted on the hearts of all ghost masters, giving him strong confidence.
Simon's eyes oozed green light, and he said in a negative tone: "The opponent is not simple, and my strength has not been used at all. The killer, even you, may not be able to defeat him."< br>
“Rough provocation, loser!”
The killer seemed to have lost interest in talking, and his body disappeared into the shadows like a ghost.
There was a chill in Simon's green eyes. He raised his hand to press the brim of the cowboy hat he wore on his head, covering his ferocious and twisted expression, and suddenly turned his head to look in one direction.
The surrounding scene dimmed, and a dark alley painted with weird graffiti and full of unreality spread from the distance.
The four kings, the painter, the butcher, the twin girls, and the coffin-carrying ascetic came out from the depths of the alley.
After the two sides exchanged information, they fell silent.
The painter said expressionlessly: "Although two of us ran away, we still have a chance. The battle on the missionary side is not over yet. I can take you there."
Oil painting can isolate the perception of ghosts and ghosts. , which can prevent the other party from being discovered to a great extent and achieve the purpose of approaching quietly.
No one raised any objections among the six kings and rushed to the last battlefield.
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