I Became an Anonymous Boss

"You're playing ghosts outside the house all day, playing sound effects from The Shining movie through the microphone set up, and doing some nonsense... You even sneaked in and painted cockroach eggs in the corners of the walls."

"These are not supernatural, but I am a little disgusted by the group of insect eggs."

"Even ghosts don't need to borrow manpower to create terror. True supernatural spirits don't need to artificially frighten people."

"You squatted next to a little girl all day long and used this thing to create terror. What is your intention? I have never seen a ghost that can control people."

He made a low voice of questioning.

"What the hell are you doing?"

The black cat bared its fangs, and the young man also prostrated himself on the ground.

"She is an excellent target and cannot be let go."

"I've been following her for a long time, crossing borders, and I have to get her..."

Shirataki narrowed his eyes, he roughly understood.

This black cat is not a cat, but the previous ghost. It crosses the national border, but this seems to be taboo.

As a result, its strength declined, and it was not known whether ghosts and gods could not fly, so it possessed the black cat that was checked.

After that, they searched all the way, found Rei Hanyu, and made her an excellent hunting target.

It's just that... crossing the national border has weakened it so much?

Bai Taki was very curious: "Why do you need to beat around the bush like this? Since you have the ability to control him, why don't you just do it yourself?"

The black cat's paw scratched the young man's shoulder and said nothing.

Shirataki roughly guessed: "It seems to be the result of a serious decline in strength, and this person may have some thoughts about Rei Hanyu himself, so he was naturally bewitched and manipulated by you." He folded his hands on his chest, puzzled Ask: "Why wait until now when you could have done it before?"

The black cat gritted its teeth and bared its teeth: "Wishing prayer beads."

Bai Taki suddenly realized that the string of Buddhist beads was indeed effective, if it hadn't been broken, it should still be able to last for a period of time.

It's a pity that he was destroyed by himself, so the black cat demon couldn't bear it anymore, which caused Rei Hanyu to be attacked immediately tonight.

This is also my own pot.

Shirataki raised his finger: "The last question, why is she the only one? I have to go after her even if I cross the border."

The black cat's eyes widened, blood red in their eyes.

"Her quality is unmatched. She devours flesh and blood, absorbs energy, and improves her spiritual status..."

"Interfere with me, you, go to hell."

After the young man finished reading this numb dialogue, he immediately rushed over with a roar.

The next moment, he was lying on the lawn not far away. He was slapped and volleyed five and a half times. He broke seven or eight teeth and fainted on the spot.

"I didn't kill the killer. Although he is an accomplice, he is not guilty of death, but you..." Bai Taki pointed at the black cat with his index finger: "You can't do it. You don't have the slightest intention of repentance. It is a standard attempted crime. The criminal law stipulates that you deserve to be tried, even if you are not a Chinese, even if you are not a human at all."

With one hand behind him, he raised his palm and made a provocative gesture: "It's come to this point, be decent, and use this black cat as a pocket cloth to cover up... Show your original shape, I saw it early on. You are not human anymore!"

Chapter 29 That's it?

It's not the first time I've seen ghosts and ghosts.

It has been more than five months since I got Jiemen.

The other end of the gate is not a normal world, nor is it an ordinary martial arts world.

There are demons and ghosts, as well as land gods, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, as well as mountain spirits, land city gods and so on.

Shirataki practiced the Heavenly Demon Kungfu, and walked the Heavenly Demon Way.

Heavenly Demon is not a race, but a title, which describes the giant of the Demon Dao.

It is said that this kind of kung fu was handed down from the prosperous period of the magic way. Although the kung fu is special, normal Jianghu people can't see any difference. They practice true qi, but the nature is slightly different, and there is a kind of domineering.

It is not a yin and evil technique, and it does not require blood, flesh and blood exercises, etc. The material it needs is magic energy.

With magic energy, it is equivalent to the acceleration of members who have activated Hundred Poisons, and the speed of cultivation can be raised to a higher level.

If there is no magic energy, the speed of cultivation will become slow, falling from [-]M optical fiber back to the level of the campus network.

Shirataki initially thought it was just a problem with the attribute of the skill, but gradually he found that he could see some unclean things.

At this time, he realized that the hidden attribute of Tianmo Gong is to improve spiritual vision.

And in the follow-up tasks, Shirataki confirmed that the true qi of Tianmo Gong has a restraining effect on demons and ghosts.

The restraint effect is not clear, to be precise, it is a devouring attribute, they are all demons and ghosts, but they are like the same kind, really worthy of being a demon.

Naturally, this kind of high spiritual vision has also been brought back to the [-]st century.

Shirataki could also see the hanged ghost hanging on the tree, but he kept pretending not to see it.

There are actually very few undead souls in the territory of the Chong Kingdom, and most of the ones left behind are harmless things for humans and animals, which can be ignored.

Not everyone must slap flies and mosquitoes to death when they see them on the road, right?Even if there are too many of them, I definitely want to take a detour.

Since the number of ghosts is not much, the only two or three ghosts that Shirataki has dispelled are basically fierce ghosts, hanged ghosts, headless ghosts, etc... It's not that they deliberately acted as mages, but they just saw these ghosts on the road. On the side of the road, I gave it a free hand.

The process is simple.

—luck, spit, slap.

Then the ghost will be wiped out, and the magic energy value will be +1

A completely unfulfilling physical exorcism ritual, not at all elegant and not professional at all.

Shirataki has regarded zombie Hong Kong movies as childhood shadows since he was a child. Naturally, he would not think about ghost drawing symbols or online shopping for a mahogany sword to draw blindly. Job transfer tasks such as exorcist master, Taoist priest, and Mr. He said no.

If you don't have professional knowledge and don't know the secrets of Feng Shui, why put onions in the nose of a pig?

No matter how superbly one-handed physical ghost exorcism is practiced, in the eyes of others, it is crazy output into the air.

These industries require face-to-face, and ordinary people can't play.

If it weren't for this incident involving the neighborhood where he lived, Duan Mujin, and the rosary worth half a toilet.

Shirataki is absolutely not willing to meddle in other people's affairs.

The ghosts roared.

What breaks free from the black cat's body is utterly inhuman.

It landed on all fours, covered in black air, standing upright like a black bear, crawling like a giant insect, with great momentum, blood eyes and fangs.

I can't tell what kind of creatures are transformed into ghosts and gods, and they don't seem to be human beings.

There are also different levels of ghosts, weak wandering dead ghosts, strong black-qi resentful ghosts, and red-clothed ghosts who curse and kill.

Powerful ghosts and gods are even more superior to ordinary ghosts. Most ghosts do not have intelligence. Ordinary ghosts will never leave a city in their lifetime, but ghosts and gods are not. They have more complete intelligence and do things with purpose. For the sake of Hanyu, this ghost in front of him did not hesitate to cross borders, depleting its own origin, and became a black household of smugglers.

It seems that it is so impulsive because of huge interests, otherwise, could it be that Rei Hanyu's black silk blinded its eyes?

It's a blessing or a curse, and it can't be avoided after all.

At first he was a little disapproving, but at this moment he was a little interested when he saw the ghost Jiefang Zhen possessing the black cat, and his gaze gradually became playful.

... Oh hoo?This ghost seems to be well developed.

... This muscular outline, this hideous appearance that does not behave like a human being, is very ostentatious.

...I just don't know how much magic energy it is worth.

Shirataki smiled, and was rarely willing to fight. The other ghosts he encountered were as fragile as pieces of paper, and they were smashed to pieces with a single slap.

This ghost looks so macho, so he won't be caught in a second, right?

Shirataki raised his index finger and pointed to the sky, wanting to say a roll call.

"Praise Te Niang's holy light, this ghost is worth spreading."

However, before the words fell, the ghosts and gods were already roaring angrily, preemptively striking.

Anyone who has been in a fight knows that if you fight first, you will seize the opportunity.

But... this is the first opportunity in the eyes of the layman.

Warriors fight head-on one-on-one. If they are not caught by surprise, the first striker will be disadvantaged.

Because of life-and-death confrontation, victory or defeat is instant, and the anxious battle only exists between the real master and the real rookie.

Shirataki's combat experience can't be said to be very rich, but it is by no means superficial either.

Over the past few months, he has fought against warriors, mostly just to learn from each other, but his fights with demons and filth are all life-and-death struggles, pulling out his intestines and lungs, and occasionally turning into a devil-like style. .

Some monsters are not strong but very smart and cunning.

Therefore, Shirataki never let down his vigilance because of his strength. He believed that fighting should rely on brains, not brute force.

In a life-and-death struggle, no matter what means must be used, so the fighting style he pursues never takes the initiative.

If you are not sure, don't act rashly.

Observe, see through, and defeat in one fell swoop.

Once you make a move, you must seek to destroy the opponent's combat power within a few moves.

Seeing the ghosts and gods roaring and rushing, their limbs exerting force, the speed is fast and fast, but the explosive speed brings linear acceleration.

Innate warriors can gather energy out of the air, white cranes spread their wings, and step on the void. However, warriors before foundation establishment do not have the strength to double jump at all, and there is nowhere to borrow power in the air, so no warriors will foolishly jump in front of outsiders.

Strength starts from the ground and takes root under one's feet.

Using his left foot as the starting point, Shirataki slid and swirled, easily dodging the ghost's first kill.

The moment he passed by, he clenched his five fingers into a fist, the Arhat fist was ingenious and ineffective, and the ordinary black tiger hit the ghost's belly with his heart. His first feeling was that it was very hard, unlike the soft paper feeling when he used to fight ghosts. different.

But this hard-as-iron touch became suddenly soft the next moment.

This punch was like a drill bit stuck in the ghost's lower abdomen, making a spiral dent on its chest.

The eyes of ghosts and gods were bulging, and under the face covered with bones, the blood-red eyeballs almost came out of their sockets, and three-fifths of the ominous aura emanating from his body dissipated in an instant.

Obviously, it was softened by the direct flesh of this punch, and it broke on the spot.

But Shirataki's attack was not over yet. Seeing this kind of rookie who dared to take off in the air in front of him, he must backhand a combo.

A punch hit the lower abdomen, and the ghost was distracted for a while. The next moment, Shirataki received a brutal knee kick, which kept it in the air again. With five fingers forming claws, he clasped the spine behind the ghost with his backhand, and his true energy flowed through the meridians. Inner hair, toward the earth a town.