A roar gradually came from the distance, and Wang Jin knew that the Wutong God was coming.
"Sun thief! Grandpa is here!"
On the road beside Wutong Shen, a gray-faced Wang Jin suddenly jumped out.
Wearing a torn groom's coat, he danced and danced to attract the attention of the God of Five Powers, and then his palm condensed into a blade and slashed at his neck.
Samsung mirror ghost.
He hurriedly and slowly ran into the village a few seconds before Wutong Shen, and then lay in ambush.
The five divine powers ignored him, and his body accelerated suddenly, leaving the mirror ghost behind.
"Hmm."
The mirror ghost who looked like Wang Jin smiled slightly. What the boss said was indeed correct.
"coming."
Feeling the roar outside, his inspiration jumped wildly, and Wang Jin asked Xiao Hei to control himself and turn his head.
The male corpse was holding two paper figures tightly at the side, looking at Wang Jin with fearful eyes.
In fact, he could have let go and let Wang Jin die in the hands of these two paper men with terrifying auras, but he didn't dare.
I don't know why, but with his low IQ, he didn't dare to have any thoughts of resistance to the young man in front of him.
Even if Wang Jin said to let him die.
"Do it well and hold me tight later. I'll try my best to give you a new body."
Seemingly seeing the uneasiness in the male corpse's eyes, Wang Jin spoke.
In the secret passage of the ancestral hall behind them, the paper-figure villagers became more and more aggressive, rushing out as if they didn't even care about their lives.
Although the shotgun in Li Hui's hand has unlimited bullets, the gun itself will wear out.
Unlike the paper figures of Li Hui and others, Shotgun has no way to eliminate his own injuries by taking turns to commit suicide.
The continuous shooting made the gun body start to become red and hot, almost reaching its limit.
So now, the villagers can no longer suppress it.
Wang Jin closed his eyes, let Xiao Hei control himself, took out the ghost blowing lamp, and gently pressed the switch.
The ghost-blowing lamp ran out of fuel, sparks flashed past and there was no more movement.
"die!!"
Wutongshen's eyes were red and he threw Wang Jin down.
"Die! Die!"
Roaring almost irrationally, Wutong Shen bit Wang Jin violently.
But no blood came out.
At the moment when the ghost blows the lamp and the sparks flicker, Wang Cai takes Wang Jin's place.
"Puff——"
Wang Jin's figure quietly walked out from behind the door, but was stabbed through by the Wutong God.
"Do you really think I'm going to fall for the same trick a second time?"
Wutong Shen looked at Wang Jin with his eyes widened and felt very proud, but the movements of his hands did not stop at all.
Villains die because they talk too much, and he understands this.
"Die! Die!!"
Paper scraps flew everywhere, and Wang Jin's fragile body was quickly torn into pieces, almost torn in the middle.
"Wang Jin!"
"Boss!"
The exclamations of Li Hui and others came from behind, but the violent villagers prevented them from getting away.
Under the control of Wutong Shen, the villagers have learned not to rush out of the secret passage immediately after resurrection, but to gather more people and rush out at the same time.
This puts a lot of pressure on the crazy people.
"Hahahaha!! Your companions are worried about you?"
The God of Five Powers smiled happily.
"Your bride will be mine soon!"
This human being who had teased him many times finally fell into his hands.
He could feel the trembling of Wang Jin's body, the fear in his heart, and the temperature of his internal organs.
"Huh? Internal organs..."
Wutong Shen frowned, and then he remembered that Wang Jin was now a paper man and had no such thing as internal organs.
"In fact, you really got hit for the second time."
The chest and abdomen were torn to pieces, but Wang Jin still smiled slightly.
"Crack."
The black-wrapped palm gently pressed on Wutong Shen's shoulder.
Contact is established and suppression is formed.
"Ha, how long can you suppress me with your papery body?"
"What else can you do? Cut off my head?"
The Wutong Shen, who was suppressed again, even wanted to laugh a little.
The young man in front of me is very smart and has a strong will to survive. Unfortunately, he is missing one move.
He didn't expect that the paper-man body would weaken his abilities.
For example, the madman's self-healing, and Azi's Yinfeng.
And...Wang Jin's contact suppression.
"No, no, no, I suppressed you just because I wanted to chat with you."
Wang Jin said with a smile.
"I know I won't survive. My companions also agreed to die with me. You must have heard it, right?"
Wutong Shen nodded, he shared the senses with the paper man, and he knew everything Wang Jin said.
"Let me understand this clearly."
There was a hint of embarrassment in the young man's eyes, and one could feel his sincerity.
"Oh, villains die because they talk too much. How could I not know such a simple truth?"
"You know you are the villain? That's easy to handle."
Looking at Wutong Shen's sarcastic smile, Wang Jin nodded.
Since Wutongshen refuses to communicate, we can only come directly.
"Do it!"
Wang Jin shouted without any hesitation, and the lunatics also executed decisively.
The madman swung the iron pliers and hit his head. This was the third time he had done this tonight.
There was some hesitation on Li Hui's face, and then she shot herself in the face.
Azi and A'Zhu stabbed each other's throat with each other's hands and died hugging each other.
There was fear and uneasiness on their faces, but they still chose to believe Wang Jin.
In just a short moment, Wang Jin and his group were the only ones left.
"Is this what you mean by taking action?"
The corners of Wutong Shen's mouth were raised in a smile. If Wang Jin hadn't suppressed him, he would have bent over with laughter.
"right."
Wang Jin winked, and the male corpse suddenly broke the necks of the two paper figures in his hands, and then hugged the Wutong God.
Two human-headed lanterns flew into the air, and the paper figures behind them began to rush toward Wang Jin.
"Crunch..."
The closer the distance, the stronger the male corpse is.
He was like a hydraulic clamp, squeezing Wutong Shen's body with a creaking sound.
"It's far from enough."
Wutongshen shook his head, he felt that his body could move slightly.
The young man's suppression ability in front of him was far inferior to before, and it couldn't even stop him from controlling the paper man.
"It's...enough."
After spitting out the last four words, Wang Jin's tongue completely lost control.
Completely paper-like.
The reason why Wang Jin let the male corpse kill the two white paper figures who were crying and laughing in front of him was just for this moment.
Wutong Shen raised his eyebrows. He was only one breath away from being able to escape from the suppression, and then escaped from the shackles of the male corpse and killed Wang Jin.
"No, that's not right."
Turning his head slightly, Wutong Shen saw the male corpse trapping him with fear in his eyes.
But this fear did not come from himself, but from the thing in the hands of the young man in front of him who had lost all ability to move.
At the last moment before regaining his freedom, Wutong Shen saw the black liquid on Wang Jin's hand.
That's Xiao Hei controlling his body.
"Crack."
The finger pressed gently, followed by a dazzling white light.
[Author's digression]: It's ten minutes early today (proud)