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Chapter 233 This Man Has Road Rage
at this time.

The audience was dead silent.

"What the hell is going on, this, how is this possible."

Looking at the fish seller lying in a pool of blood, the members of the Great Xia Longque from Binhai City who came to support were full of disbelief:

"Are we dreaming, or are we blinded by ghosts? How could the car hit the ghost like this?"

Subconsciously, they looked at the car Shen Jian was driving.

That's right, it is the most common van on the market.

It is also a domestically produced car familiar to the public-Wuling Hongguang.

"Wuling Hongguang can hit ghosts?"

Even the members of the Great Xia Longque in Binhai City, who knew the specific information about the fish seller, were dumbfounded, let alone Captain Xia.

He was more willing to believe that Shen Jian had done something wrong, but what if this domestic car was really special?
Is it too late for him to buy it now?

"No, no, don't be led astray. The headquarters has clearly issued information. All weapons in the real world can't cause fatal damage to Li Gui. Super ghosts, but supernatural props, weapons like ghost weapons, can cause double damage to ghosts every time."

Some senior members came to their senses.

Staring at the van that could hit flying or even kill a Tsing Yi-level ghost, he guessed: "At present, there are only two possibilities, either this van is a supernatural object that can restrain ghosts; or the ghost is special. , can be hurt by items in the real world, I think it is the second type."

Thinking of the first possibility, the corners of the senior member's mouth couldn't help twitching. No one would be so nonsense that they specially transformed an old van into a supernatural thing.

not to mention.

Among the players in the country, even the No. 1 supernatural being is not yet able to create supernatural things.

How can a player who is not even the person in charge of Qingshi come into contact with this supernatural knowledge.

Taking a step back, the man driving the car really knows how to create supernatural things, so he wouldn't be so thoughtful as to transform a van.

To sum up, this ghost selling fish is very special.

Can be damaged by real world matter.

The others nodded in sympathy.

At this time.

The sharp-eyed Captain Xia suddenly noticed that the ghost lying in a pool of blood moved again.

The senior members of the Big Xia Longque in Binhai City also felt nervous;
"Strike while the iron is hot, is he really a horror game player? Why doesn't he even understand this truth? It was obviously the best time to suppress the ghost just now, but he gave up."

"Spirits can't die, ghosts can't die, unless you kill a ghost, no matter how serious the injury is, you can recover from it, but it's too difficult to kill a ghost, it's almost impossible to do it, all we can do is to suppress, imprison .”

"Wait, he doesn't have the props to imprison the ghost, does he?"

Captain Xia: ...

He was lost in thought.

He seemed to have never seen Shen Jian come out with a ghost.

Longteng Shopping Mall, Shijia Village, and the deserted village, these are all the intersections between him and Shen Jian.

For the latter two, he was only responsible for guarding the outside, while for the former, he saw Shen Jian taking a ghost's foot with his own eyes, and he did not see any props that Shen Jian took out to detain the ghost.

Then how did Mr. Shen make Li Gui honestly dare not move?
……

the other side.

At the crossroads, the ghost fish seller who fell in a pool of blood struggled to get up from the ground.

It can be seen that most of his rotten face was sunken, one of his legs was broken, and his whole body was covered with wounds, bleeding continuously.

"what!"

The shrill scream sounded again.

The fish seller screamed in pain.

It was so painful that he wanted to call the 120 ambulance, and a ghost came to save his dog's life.

The collision of the van knocked out his psychological shadow.

Until now, he hadn't figured out why a domestic car could hit him and hurt him.

but.

He stood up anyway.

His pale pupils looked at the van parked not far away in horror, and secretly swore that he would never attack Wuling Hongguang again.

After this collision, he was basically half scrapped.

A few more hits, and I'm afraid it will crash.

Crash, this is the most terrifying death for a ghost.

He has to leave.

however.

Before the ghost fish seller could stand up completely, he suddenly felt a bright light in front of his eyes.

I saw a dazzling light shining in front of me.

That's the light from the headlights.

The high beams were turned on so badly that he couldn't open his eyes.

All that could be heard was the screech of the tires speeding away.

The fish seller ghost had a faint picture in his heart.

A van picked up speed to over 140 yards and rammed toward him.

And the humans in the car are showing a frenzied look.

"Ah, no!"

The fish seller screamed, his face full of despair.

There was nothing he could do but fold his hands in front of him.

boom.

The ghost fish seller flew out again.

You ride a horse, Wuling Hongguang you ride a horse.

He was hysterical inwardly, cursing.

until……

He was horrified to find that it wasn't over yet.

After hitting him, he watched the human start backing up, crushing him a second time.

……

Gollum.

Everyone on the top of the mountain swallowed their saliva.

I watched helplessly as the van hit and flew the fish seller twice, then kept driving, backing up, driving, backing up, rubbing against the ground at extreme speed.

On the ground, tire marks are clearly visible.

The senior members of Binhai City were silent for a while, and looked at Captain Xia: "So, he has road rage, right?"

Captain Xia: ...

This is a variant of road rage, road rage.

He had indeed seen such a crazy side of Shen Jian.

But not this time, but the time when the masses reported that there was a ghost pretending to be the owner and that he was not dead.

He was outside the door separated by a wall, listening to Shen Jian's "lesson" to another's wife after he knocked out another's husband.

I don't know, I thought the door was the studio of a 3A major production.

Drop drop drop.

at this time.

A rapid horn sounded.

Everyone woke up.

Look in the direction of the sound.

In the distance at the high intersection, a motorcycle was approaching at high speed.

On the motorcycle was a figure covered in a motorcycle suit.

The senior member of Binhai City was shocked: "It's a ghost, it's that locomotive ghost, be careful, his supernatural ability can ignore walls, and as long as he overtakes, bad things will happen."

Holding the walkie-talkie, he tried to remind Shen Jian to pay attention.

"Our Binhai City officials also tried to imprison this ghost, but he is too slippery. The motorcycle under him has the supernatural ability to penetrate the wall, and the motorcycle ghost's own killing rules are surpassed by him, and he will be planted. The curse of the ghost, this curse is very deadly, within three days you will be hit by a car and die."

"what?"

"Is there such a curse? You will be hit by a car in three days?"

The expressions of the others changed.

At the speed of this motorcycle, 200 yards is enough.

Possesses the supernatural power of ignoring walls, driving a motorcycle more than 200 yards in the downtown area, and as long as he overtakes it, he will be hit and killed by a car within three days.

Class A.

No, this can already be upgraded to an S-level supernatural event!

With the speed of this locomotive ghost, it only takes a few days to travel across a city. Doesn't that mean that everyone may be entangled by the curse?
As if knowing Captain Xia's inner thoughts, the senior member of Binhai City explained: "Actually, it's not that exaggerated. Although the motorcycle ghost's killing rule is that if he surpasses, he will be cursed, but he can only trigger one target at a time. And under normal circumstances, as long as the speed does not exceed 120 yards, he will not appear."

Hear this.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

This is normal.

Otherwise, with a ghost that can kill a whole city in a few days, Binhai City would have exploded long ago, how could it be so quiet.

"Then this ghost was attracted by Mr. Shen?"

Captain Xia asked.

"It should be that since Binhai City implemented the speed ban in the whole city, few cars have driven more than 100 yards. Perhaps this is the reason why the motorcycle ghosts ran out of Binhai and came to Qingshi."

Captain Xia: ...

So, this is how the imperial army came.

"But his purpose doesn't seem to be just this, this ghost, he is saving people."

someone exclaimed.

Others look.

It happened that the motorcycle ghost overtook Shen Jian's van and took away the fish seller ghost with wheel marks all over his body.

Shen Jian:? ? ?
Robbery?
What the hell are you trying to steal from me?
Shen Jian smiled.

The van hits top speed, paralleling the biker ghost around the corner.

but.

It seems that because of the performance, just when Shen Jian wanted to turn the drain again, the car slipped obviously and tended to roll over.

"Hehe, you've got fifty cents on your mouth, and you can't do things well. Do you think you're a car god when you drive Wuling Hongguang?"

On the motorcycle, the motorcycle ghost was wearing a helmet, making a gloomy and hoarse voice, and his speed suddenly slowed down, trying to avoid the car that was about to roll over.

At this time.

Shen Jian suddenly rolled down the car window, took his hands off the steering wheel and the accelerator, and leaned out abruptly.

"The best driving skill is the integration of human and vehicle."

Shen Jian murmured.

Followed by.

He took out the skull-crushing hammer and a soul-hunting chain from his body, assembled the two, carried them in a big circle, and slammed them at the motorcycle ghost.

Motorcycle ghost:! ! !

He was shocked.

Is this what you call the integration of human and car?

You step on the horse.

boom.

A loud bang.

The locomotive ghost was hit, lost his balance suddenly, smashed out of the emergency lane, and hit the mountain.

Crowd: ...

I dare you, this is not a racing competition, but a prop competition.

(End of this chapter)