Chapter 253: Japan? A small country!

"Eyes?" He took a breath and shouted.

This is not only to encourage myself, but also to remind the thorns hiding in the dark that they are in danger.

The two words shot into everyone's hearts like scattered arrows. Everyone in the group shuddered, picked up their weapons, and looked around with vigilance.

"Who...are you?" Yin Hui also swallowed as if reflexively, looking at the bright eyes reflecting the light on the ground, his eyes filled with infinite fear.

"Quack, quack, found it, found it." The soldiers laughed strangely, and at the same time they jumped up and down, like a zombie, with stiff movements, tight skin, and black eye circles.

Bang bang bang bang.

Yin Hui did not act, but just stared at a few zombies blankly. He suddenly discovered something, a white rein tightly tied behind the zombies.

This rope is exactly the same as the control rope of Rashomon Immortal and Shuten Doji.

Just when he was thinking about strange questions in a daze, three gunshots rang out at the right time, and warm liquid splashed onto his face. He touched it, then took it in his hand and looked at it. It turned out to be sticky blood.

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Thump, thump, thump.

Three sounds of grass flickering rang out in the strange night sky, which turned out to be the sounds of soldiers and zombies falling to the ground. They all fell at their feet, with a blood hole on their foreheads gurgling with blood.

Only then did he realize it, and he broke out in a sweat.

The moment the zombie approached him, Thorns shot the zombie and saved his life from the zombie's mouth.

Looking at the panting zombie still lying in a pool of blood, Yin Hui took several steps back before remembering to take out the demon-killing gun from his waist: "Is there anyone alive? I give you three seconds to stand up.

, otherwise I will shoot."

His forehead was covered with sweat, and he couldn't bear to shoot. Although he killed a few recruits, the powerful power of the National Security Bureau could easily quell the matter. But it was also the first time for Yin Hui to experience such a thing. How could he bear to let it go?

Several lives passed by his hands just like this.

"Quack, quack. Hypocritical Chinese people." A few recruits walked up with zombie-like steps, their hands raised flat, their nails like sharp daggers, flashing the light of a lighthouse.

Susu, Susu.

The frequency of footsteps and Yin Hui's heartbeat were mixed together, and they were so neat and orderly. He had hallucinations in his mind. He felt that the person walking over was the God of Death, using his eyes that could kill people.

staring at him.

Yin Hui didn't know what was wrong. She felt her hands were weak and she didn't even have the strength to press the trigger.

Three meters, two meters, one meter...

They were moving forward, approaching Yin Hui step by step, and their fingernails were about to dig into the white and tender neck. The blood roared in the blood vessels, as if it was about to spurt out from the neck in the next second.

Bang bang bang bang bang...

A burst of chaotic gunfire rang in his ears, and all the black-haired zombies fell to the ground, motionless. Looking at those damn zombies, he felt retching in his heart.

"Remember, if you don't kill them, you will be the one who dies." Thorns jumped out of the shadows quickly, put away the gun skillfully, patted Yin Hui on the shoulder like a senior, and smiled kindly.

laugh.

He swallowed a mouthful of spit and nodded. Looking at the life that was alive just now, turned into a dead body in less than half an hour, he felt sorry for the fragility of life.

"Yin Hui, what do you think?" Jingjia kicked the zombie that fell at his feet hard and asked.

"Now that we are here, let's come out. Anyway, we have exposed our goals." Yin Hui did not answer Jingji's question, but shouted.

Swish, rustle, rustle.

A slight sound of clothes came from all directions.

Figures in kimonos floated from all directions, like strange female ghosts.

But looking at their appearance, they are Chen Yuluoyan, Sai Xishi, and Guo Diaochan. They are iconic beauties that can be recognized at a glance among the crowd.

"Why are you so lucky lately? This time I met a bunch of beautiful onmyojis again." Yin Hui smiled bitterly in her heart, watching dozens of onmyojis land steadily around them, surrounding them.

"Jingji, do you know these people? Have you ever had any grudge against them?" Yin Hui asked with a wry smile.

"No, I don't know." The answer was clean and neat, without any sloppiness. It can make people imagine how professional this woman is.

"Do you know such people? Have any grudges against them?" Jingjia asked.

"We know each other, but we have enmity." He also imitated Jia Jia's tone and answered.

"Okay, then let's kill your enemies at once today." The thorns were loaded with a click, and the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the Onmyoji.

Ke Daonan, Scalpel, and others also quickened their pace and moved up. Their figures were already exposed, and their scattered attacks were not as powerful as those gathered together.

"Yin Hui, who are these people?" Ke Daonan's first words as he walked up was to ask eagerly.

"Enemy." Yin Hui replied simply and neatly.

"Oh." Ke Daonan nodded: "Then let's get rid of your security risks today." She joked and wiped the gun with her hand, as if she disliked the shiny barrel of the gun being stained with her hair.

Coarse and fine dust.

Everyone also displayed their weapons one after another, and the scene was chaotic.

The Swiss Army Knife made a cut on the scalpel's hand, and was finally firmly grasped in his hand. The sniper quickly removed the small duffel bag he had been carrying and quickly assembled the sniper rifle.

Yellow Crane Tower lit a cigarette leisurely and contentedly, put it to his mouth and started smoking.

The special forces, Master Bird and the Taoist nun quickly and nimbly played with the depth, closed their eyes, and chanted some spell.

In short, the scene was filled with a dangerous atmosphere of an approaching storm.

"You people should all die." I don't know which Onmyoji shouted this sentence, but this sentence always condensed the air in the scene: "Anyone who interferes with the affairs of our Abe Seimei family should die."

"Abe Seimei family?" Everyone was confused.

However, Yin Hui's well-developed religious brain was running rapidly, and a trace of panic flowed through his heart. He understood what this sentence meant.

The other party actually told them such a secret about their origins. It seems that Onmyoji is very confident that he can kill them all in one go.

If the Onmyoji does not have a 100% chance of winning, it will never underestimate the enemy. Yin Hui regrets that he acted blindly in the first place. But now it is too late to regret.

Thorns looked at the group of people disapprovingly, and smiled disdainfully: "It's just you? You still want to fight us?" Looking at her appearance, she seemed to be very sure.

Such a kind of self-confidence makes Yin Hui a little confused. However, in his heart, he attributes this kind of self-confidence to the self-confidence of not knowing the other party's details.

"Old Mao, what are you doing standing still? Let's take action." She looked at Old Mao as if she had been prepared.

Lao Mao also looked at Onmyoji with contempt, put his index and middle fingers into his mouth at the same time, and blew a loud whistle.

The sound pierced the air and echoed in all directions.

Blah blah, blah blah.

The sound of branches and vegetation swaying was like a storm coming, as if it was filling their brains.

"What...is going on?" Yin Hui wondered, shaking her head repeatedly to get rid of all these hallucinations from her mind.

This was something that even an expert like Yin Hui could not believe, and the others were even more puzzled, staring at all this weirdness with wide eyes.

The empty grass and empty trees swayed back and forth as if they were alive. A strange wind blew, and you could even hear the howls of ghosts and wolves mixed in with the wind.

"Could it be..." Yin Hui was shocked, bit her finger repeatedly, and tapped on her forehead.

"The heavens are spirited, the earth is spirited, the Supreme Master is about to appear, open your yin and yang eyes!" As this clean and crisp spell sounded, Yin Hui's eyes were filled with blood and released a bloody light.

The moment his yin and yang eyes opened, he was stunned because he had never thought that there really were Yin soldiers in the world.

I saw between the dense grass, densely covered with translucent people wearing armor and helmets, holding up the red flag of the Yin soldiers in their hands. There was no wind and it was freezing.

He was stunned and didn't know what to say. He just looked around with his round eyes wide open like a fool, making his eyes sore.

"Yin Hui, what's wrong?" The other people who noticed Yin Hui's strange expression looked at Yin Hui as if he were a monster and asked one after another. They vaguely felt that Yin Hui had figured out the mystery of the matter.

"Do you know how to use Yin soldiers to talk about it?" Yin Hui asked.

"Borrowing Yin soldiers? I've heard of it." Ke Daonan nodded, but soon a look of surprise appeared on his face: "You mean... these are actually... borrowed Yin soldiers?"

Hearing the words "borrowing Yin soldiers", the rest of the people had already looked in disbelief and shook their heads repeatedly, gathering together consciously, as if they were afraid that the invisible Yin soldiers around them would hurt them.

"Yes. You are right." Yin Hui replied.

Jingji looked at the Onmyoji indifferently: "Are you surrendering voluntarily, or are you waiting for me to surrender you?" Jingji's voice instantly became ruthless, and his expression was even more chilling than subzero ice.

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"Yin soldiers?" Japanese onmyojis were also very surprised, with doubtful expressions on their faces: "What are Yin soldiers? Why have you never heard of them?"

Jingjia smiled: "Japan, hum, is a small country. How can there be dozens of capable people who are proficient in such great magical powers? Only I, the Central Plains Continent, have such experts who can summon Yin soldiers for my use." She glared with contempt.

The other party said, "You...all surrender your lives today."

"No wonder, no wonder...I have indeed heard before that Thorns borrowed Yin soldiers from Hell to get to where he is today by virtue of his identity as an Hermaphrodite. Today, it seems that the legend is indeed true."

Through borrowing Yin soldiers, Yin Hui understood that this mission was far more serious than he imagined.

"Hmph, you are talking nonsense here. The Chinese only know how to use lies to deceive people. You call it psychological tactics. Damn, our Empire of Japan is the real great country. Only the onmyoji of our onmyoji can

It is the most powerful Taoist technique in the world, and today I am going to let you know how powerful our Japanese Onmyoji are."

"Well, since you don't believe it, just let your mother come over." Jingjia was not worried at all, his face was relaxed. His confidence in taking care of him shocked the Onmyoji. He said he would take action, but the other party did not order an attack.
To be continued...