Chapter 247 Password Box

"He is... the mountain is far away, hurry up... take him." Seeing that the action was successful, it was far beyond the expectations of Jingthorn. She originally just took a try-and-see attitude, thinking that the success rate was less than one percent. After all, he didn't believe in Maoshan Taoism very much, and believed that the young man was just a big charlatan who pretended to be a ghost.

Now it seems that she was very wrong.

"Catch it." Yin Hui grabbed the gossip compass that had been prepared long ago, aimed at the staggering soul figure. A pillar of light happened to shoot his soul.

The distant soul on the edge of the mountain immediately turned into a yellow light column, and with the light column of the compass, it retreated back into the compass.

Seeing the distant soul on the mountain berthed into the compass, he put a layer of prohibition on it, imprisoning his soul, and then putting it in his pocket. He walked to Conan Doyle.

"Let's go, he has been conquered by me, find a place to interrogate him."

"Yeah, let's go." Conan Doyle nodded at him with a smile, walked to the side of the Thorn with a group of people, and greeted a standard military salute: "Report to the sir, we have completed the mission."

Jingtie nodded in shock. She didn't expect things to go so smoothly. Originally, his expectations for the success of this operation were not very high, and it would be great to have a one-percent success rate. After all, the other party was so young that he claimed to be the descendant of Maoshan Lianzong. It was very likely that he was just an ordinary big charlatan who pretended to be a god and was a little bitch, but this kind of soul-catching thing was still very reluctant. Seeing her today completely changed her impression of Yin Hun.

"Yeah, okay, very good, very good." Jingtie praised: "The mission is completed, go quickly and find a secret room for interrogation."

After saying that, he took everyone and prepared to get on the bus.

But when they just turned around, they saw that there was light dozens of meters ahead, and there were at least dozens of beams, which seemed very conspicuous at night.

"What's going on with those ten beams of light?" Jing Thorn, who had always been cautious, asked Lao Mao.

Lao Mao shook his head: "I don't know. Maybe the residents nearby heard the movement just now, so they formed a small team to come here to investigate."

"Let's go, don't worry about them." Jingthorn ordered everyone to get into the car, and then he got into the driver's seat and said: "Old Mao, call the special forces and ask them to send troops here to guard the accident scene."

Lao Mao nodded and pressed the windshield, and a case similar to a mobile phone operating the keyboard suddenly appeared on it.

The windshield turned out to be a transparent touch screen, and the whole car was a product of high-tech. The bird master kept applauding.

Lao Mao pressed a series of numbers on the screen, and the sound in the car actually sounded like a mobile phone loudspeaker.

"Hey, is the special forces unit? This is the accident scene far away by the mountain. Please send some soldiers here to guard the accident scene."

"I understand." The other party answered neatly and quickly hung up the phone.

The car started slowly and flew towards the direction of the light column of the flashlight.

This kind of BMW is not suitable for off-road at all. The chassis is too low. When walking in such bumpy places, the chassis will scratch the ground.

But seeing Jingthorn had no intention of feeling distressed, everyone's hearts calmed down.

Soon, the car arrived at a place with more than a dozen flashlights, and under the lights of the headlights, it flashed a series of dazzling lights. If you look closely, you will find that those machetes were actually sharp and some other weapons.

About a hundred people blocked the path, staring at the champagne-colored BMW with their eyes fixed on the champagne-colored BMW. The machete in their hands sometimes reflected a series of light, making them unable to see the road ahead.

"What a damn, who are these people?" Jingtie cursed and ordered Mao to: "Start a warning bomb and let them get out of this road."

Lao Mao nodded, took out his pistol, and shot him in front of him.

Bang.

The bullet was like a meteor, dragging a long tail at the feet of a row of people in front of the large team.

"We are from the National Security Bureau. You can make way quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."

Lao Mao's voice was calm and calm, and he had the style of a negotiating expert.

"Hahahaha, National Security Bureau, we are looking for your National Security Bureau. Conan Doyle, I believe you still remember me." A scarface walking in the front, carrying a hunting rifle in his hand, staring at Conan Doyle in the passenger seat with his eyes tightly.

She took a closer look and took a breath: "Oh no, it's Scarface. He is the largest gang leader in the local area. I once arrested him in prison. I was sentenced to death, and I was still on the scene when I was shot. As the inspector. At that time, he was sure he was dead, but what I didn't expect was... he actually came back to life..." Conan Doyle looked surprised.

"Are you sure he was dead at that time?" Yin Hui asked, and carefully observed the scarred face, with a look of confusion on his face, as if he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"The gun hit the forehead and the brain was covered all over the ground." Coldonan answered affirmatively.

"That's strange. The gun hit the forehead and the brain splashed out. It's bound to die." Old Mao also muttered incredibly: "Is this guy a ghost?"

"No, that scarface is not a ghost, but a living zombie. It seems that we have encountered another dangerous force." Yin Hui, who had been observing for a long time, cleared his throat and said.

"Living zombies? What's that?" the person at the scene asked almost in unison.

"The so-called living zombies are the legendary walking zombies whose body is controlled by ghosts and acts as souls to control their body movements, which is why this result is caused." Yin Huidanding's answer.

"What? The Walking Dead?" Master Bird Bird shouted in surprise.

"Yes, although they are walking corpses, they are surprisingly powerful and many times stronger than humans." Yin Hui explained patiently and observed carefully again.

As the gang leader got closer and closer, beads of sweat flowed out from Yin Hui's forehead, his face full of horror, staring at the ghosts incredibly: "This... how is this possible... these gangs... are all fucking zombies..."

In a word, the car seemed to explode, and everyone was just a stubborn person.

Judging from Yin Hui's tone, a living zombie is hard to deal with, not to mention that all the hundreds of underworlds are alive.

At this moment, everyone had only one idea in their minds, which was to increase the accelerator and cross through the human interception of the living zombies.

But Yin Hui denied their plan.

"Each of these living zombies has unparalleled power and can easily block the car because they don't feel it and will not feel pain." Yin Hui was upset in his heart, not knowing what to do.

"Take a guy and fight for me a way out." The thorn's eyes shone, as if congested, which made people frightened: "I don't believe that a group of living people cannot break out of the pile of dead people."

"Don't act blindly, follow my command." Yin Hui knew that if he fought desperately, the biggest loss would be them. In order to minimize their losses, he decided to take the blame and temporarily replace the Thorn's position.

When Jingtie heard Yin Hun's voice, he looked back, his face full of depression and anger. He didn't understand what ambitious and courage this young man had taken to show his power in front of him.

"Don't act blindly. I know more about them, so you must listen to me." He said in a tough tone again: "I'm carrying the thorns when something happens. I'm sorry. Even if you go back to cure me for offending me, I have nothing to say."

Yin Hui's tone was so tough that it seemed as if the boss gave orders to his subordinates, which made everyone feel a cold sweat for Yin Hui.

"Okay, let's listen to you for the time being." The thorns actually softened.

She has always been a standard strong woman and will definitely stick to her own ideas to the end, and she will not be shaken even if the people around her persuade them.

But Yin Hui made Jingtie surrender to her in a few words. Everyone at the scene was stunned, and even suspected that Yin Hui had used some magic from time to time, making Jingtie obey his advice.

Even she herself couldn't believe it. She had always strictly demanded her strong woman and surrendered to a man.

"Get back quickly, the strength of the two sides is too disparate. If we fight head-on with them, we will definitely have to finish the game and reverse quickly." Yin Hui ordered Jing Thorn.

Since he had handed over the command power to Yin Hun, Jing Thi had nothing to say, so he had to hold his breath, hang in reverse gear, quickly retreat, and keep the distance between the car and the underworld.

"Okay, just take it back slowly at this speed and stop at the scene of the accident. I have my own way to deal with them." Yin Hui ordered Jing Thorn.

Bramble quickly entered the role. Now she is Yin Hui's subordinate. She obeyed his command. He gave orders and obeyed unconditionally.

I have to say that Jingthorn has good driving skills. He holds the steering wheel and takes a glance at the rearview mirror occasionally and drives the car easily, as if his eyes are also on the back of the car.

Soon, relying on this speed, they quickly retreated to the scene of the accident. A thick black smoke still emerged from the wreckage of the plane, and a pungent smell filled with it.

"Okay, very good, let me get out of the car. You continue to drive away from the underworld and lead them away from me. I have my own way to deal with them." After saying that, he also glanced at the thorns.

Bramble nodded repeatedly, looking very obedient.

Seeing the performance at this moment, it was shocked and shocked. Everyone was confused. How powerful is Yin Hui's magic power is to tame this strong woman.

Yin Hui quietly rolled out of the car door and hid in a gap in the broken plane. The darkness was just used to hide.

The car continued to retreat, attracting the attention of the zombies.

Sure enough, the large group of people passed by Yin Hui and did not find his presence. He also noticed that many living zombies rushed around and knocked over all the Eight Immortals tables on the scene.

Looking at the tribute that fell to the ground, Yin Hui was so angry that his teeth were itchy. He was so envious that he couldn't bear to take a bite, but now he was ruined by them. He was such a bunch of beasts.

The sound of shocking footsteps finally disappeared from my ears. Yin Hui looked around and made sure that all the living zombies left. Then he carefully came up from below.

I slowly crawled to the altar and looked at the altar rolling beside me. I felt so angry that I really wanted to kill all those damn guys.

He took out the money sword and waved it casually. The sword light and sword shadow drove the yellow talisman up and down again. Soon, the talisman burned and flew to the distance and turned into ashes.

He sprinkled a lot of money again and floated in the air.

A ball of black mist appeared again, rolling up and down, and undercurrents surged, sweeping in the direction of Yin Hui.

The black fog differentiated again, turning into a black fog the size of a human head. The momentum emitted by Yin Hui was shocked.

"Man, what do we do to summon us?" The shrill female voice sounded again.

"Just just now, we encountered a large group of zombies blocking our way. I wonder if it is convenient for you to help us." Yin Hui asked.

"Yes, but you must save us as soon as possible, otherwise we will not let you go." After saying that, the black fog differentiated again, disappeared from the air, and disappeared into vanish. When he was watching, the black fog had already condensed and formed above the head of the living zombie.

He understood that it was Black Mist ready to attack the zombie. Nearly, he shouted: "Braike, hurry up and drive the car."

When Jingtie heard Yin Hun's order, he quickly turned the front of the car and drove over Yin Hun. However, when they saw the dark fog above their heads, they instantly understood what was going on. Yin Hun took over the black fog's power to eradicate the underworld.

The black mist quickly surrounded the living zombies. Taking advantage of this moment, the thorns increased the accelerator and passed by them.

After passing through the black fog, Bramble breathed a long sigh of relief. Everyone was flushed with their faces, trying to open the window and breathe.

"Don't open the window. The yin energy here is too heavy, which may affect your body, so don't open the window for the time being." Yin Hui reminded them and rushed up quickly, wanting to get into the car.

Conan Doyle, who was sitting in the back row, cooperated to open the car door and squeezed out a seat for him. In this narrow space, there was a burnt smell.

The car door was barely closed, and everyone was relieved of their hearts. From the rearview mirror, they looked at the group of living zombies tightly surrounded by black fog, and there was no breathing area.

"Yin Hun, good." Master Bird Bird looked at the living zombie trapped by the black fog, stretched out his hand and slapped Yin Hun to encourage him.

"Yeah, good, very good, very good." The Taoist nun nodded repeatedly and praised him.

"What should we do now? Let's stay here?" Jingtie also sought Yin Hui's opinion.
To be continued...