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Chapter 155 Stealing someone?

"So you are Cao Ning!"

The white-bearded old man sat cross-legged in front of him calmly, not at all flustered by the intrusion of outsiders.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks a bit like a fairy.

"It's me, your grandfather!"

"My dear grandson, what do you want from your grandfather?"

Cao Ning put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at the old man cynically.

"Zhuzi, you...you...you are presumptuous!"

The old man frowned!

Break the power in an instant!

He immediately stood up from the ground angrily and pointed at Cao Ning with trembling fingers.

It seems that Cao Ning is very angry!

"Pindao is enough to be your grandfather at his age, but how dare you be so rude."

"Is this the style of your Cao family?"

The white-bearded old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

He has always been admired by others

When have you ever been so rude!

I'm afraid now, I wish I could scold all the eighteen generations of Cao family's ancestors!

"Let me ask you!

Were my three disciples killed by you?

Yes or no?"

"Three disciples?"

Cao Ning thought for a moment and reacted immediately.

The white-bearded old man should be talking about Chen Dong and his three brothers.

It seems that this old man should be their master.

The only person with such senior qualifications in Maoshan is probably one of the three old guys from Tianshitang.

"Oh, you mean those three demons who deceive the world and steal their fame?

Yes, I personally sent them to salvation.

Why, are you here to avenge them?"

"Okay, okay, as long as you are willing to admit it!"

The white-bearded old man suppressed the anger in his heart!

He went down the mountain this time

First, he was entrusted by someone to refine a fifth-level ghost king.

Secondly, it was to avenge his three disgraced disciples.

I just didn't expect that the Ghost King would meet Cao Ning before he was even refined.

"Little baby, I think you are in the underworld, so I will save some face for you.

If you kill yourself, I can let your soul return to the underworld.

If not, wait until I take action

Today I will definitely make you lose your soul!"

The white-bearded old man shook his fly whisk, and hundreds of undead appeared immediately.

Upon closer inspection, they were the same guys who committed suicide that they met in the front hall before.

Now look again, where is the size of the team that the man in the suit said?

I'm afraid there's only one brigade!

Each of them held a rifle with a bayonet in his hand, and exuded great resentment.

These guys are fanatical militants!

He was extremely unwilling to die, otherwise he would have chosen to return home as a prisoner of war.

I just didn't expect that these guys would have so much resentment after their death.

Hundreds of people, all turned into evil spirits.

Fortunately, none of the rifles in their hands can shoot, and they can only rely on bayonets to attack.

Although its combat effectiveness is limited, it still cannot be underestimated

You know, these are hundreds of evil spirits!

"Old man, are you bluffing me?"

Cao Ning pointed at the minions around him and said nonchalantly.

"Just because of them, you dare to ask me to commit suicide. Are you taking it for granted?"

"Hey, boy, don't underestimate these little darlings like Pindao."

The old Taoist stroked his beard and said proudly: "They are all undead souls that I spent a lot of effort to recruit.

Once the attack order is given!

They will not stop until the task is completed.

Even though you are a ghost, can you really withstand the fierce attack of hundreds of undead like me?

Humph, I think you are still..."

"There's so much nonsense, let's do it!"

Cao Ning picked his ears impatiently and then snapped his fingers.

The three people from Zhao Hai behind him immediately raised their AKs and fired at the undead next to them.

Three AKs fired continuously

There is no problem of the barrel becoming red or hot or needing to change the magazine.

"Da da da!"

"Da da da!"

"Da da da!"

The non-stop bullets are like a storm!

Whenever you get shot by a bullet!

Those undead souls will be distraught on the spot!

In just a few minutes, the undead souls that filled the palace instantly dissipated.

The white-bearded old man was dumbfounded!

"My undead!"

The old Taoist watched helplessly as the hundreds of dead souls that he had finally recruited were all gone.

I almost spat out a mouthful of blood in excitement.

"You...you...why do you have so many Yin soldiers?"

The old man with a white beard pointed at Cao Ning in disbelief and said: "As far as I know!

The ferryman can only have one firegun per person, and he cannot shoot at it.

You...you...how do you have such a powerful firecracker?"

Although Maoshan Warlock has no contact with Hades,

But we also know that Hades has extremely strict management of muskets!

Although the ferryman is allowed to possess fire guns to a certain extent, he is not equipped with such a terrifying thing.

How could there be such a powerful firecracker?

In addition to Pluto's personal bodyguards

No one else can have it!

"Old man, there's no need to tell you this!"

Cao Ning smiled and looked around: "You just need to know that your undead army is finished."

In fact, this is all Cao Ning's BUG system, a privilege given to him!

Since he was promoted to judge, the system will also be upgraded accordingly.

Some permissions that were originally restricted

It will be opened gradually!

The freedom of firearms is the embodiment of welfare after being promoted to a judge.

Of course, this is also what Cao Ning has been thinking about.

Why does your own system have supreme rights?

You must know that the general ferry system can only be used as a medium for communication and exchange.

His system can not only block the secrets of heaven, but its effects are becoming more and more terrifying.

This time it made him wonder if Pluto was interested in him?

Otherwise, how could there be such a terrifying system.

"Old man, what other skills do you have now that you can show me?"

Cao Ning crossed his arms and said with a smile: "Of course you can also summon Zhang Fei and Li Kui to come up like your apprentice.

I haven’t seen them for a while, so it’s just a good time to catch up on old times!”

Last time, those idiot disciples of his recruited Zhang Fei and Li Kui.

But it made me a small fortune

If I can fool the old man and recruit a few more people this time, I might be able to apply for early retirement tomorrow.

"Hmph!"

The white-bearded old man gritted his teeth angrily

But he is not comparable to his stupid disciples.

"Boy, don't be complacent, I will show you the Ghost King that I have worked so hard to refine.

Look how he tears you apart!"

As he spoke, the old man with a white beard recited a mantra: "Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, golden light talisman, all ghosts are moving, listen to my orders, move as quickly as the law orders!"

"Ugh~ah!"

As a spiritual talisman shoots out

The second-level ghost king, who was originally imprisoned by iron chains, suddenly became extremely restless.

After he broke free from the iron chain, he flew directly in front of Cao Ning.

"Brother Ning, Brother Ning, what is this? Even if it's ugly, why does it still stink so much?"

Zhao Hai quickly covered his nose!

"Yeah, he couldn't have fallen into a manure pit and drowned, right?" Liu Hao complained.

I don’t know why, after this guy came over

A pungent smell also drifted over!

Cao Ning pinched her nose and said awkwardly: "Don't talk nonsense, this is Lin Xiaoyun's biological father!"

"Ah, Brother Ning, stop joking, this is Lin Xiaoyun's biological father? Is he his biological father?"

"Yes, Brother Ning, could it be Lin Xiaoyun's mother who stole someone?"

"Let me go, this is big news. They don't look alike. They are definitely stealing!"

The three Tiehanhan took several steps back and complained to Lin Yuanshan.

Lin Xiaoyun is as beautiful as a fairy,

Lin Yuanshan in front of him stunk like a dung beetle that fell into a manure pit.

Said they are father and daughter

No one really believes it!

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