Supernatural: a Poor Monk Becomes Stronger when He Crosses a Ghost

Hong Yi took a deep breath.

"Boom..."

"You're still pretending to be dizzy?"

"Woke up……"

"What a..."

I couldn't go on, because the system prompt sounded in my mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully superseding Liu Ergou, the Specter, and obtaining a superpower of 30000."

Hongyi: "..."

It only knocked a few times and died?

Too pit!

The ghost soldier in front of Xiong Er met slowly dissipated, and he couldn't help but asked:

"Boss, where are we going now?"

After a moment of contemplation, Hong Yi waved his hand.

"Siege!"

After he finished speaking, he tightened his backpack tightly and walked towards the distant city gate.

Leaving Xiong Da, the two brothers Xiong Er looked at each other on the spot.

"Just... The boss said that he was sieging the city, right?" Xiong Er glanced at Hongyi, who had gone far, and couldn't help but asked Xiong Da:

"The three of us? Siege?"

"There's a lot of nonsense, the boss must have his own way... Let's just follow up!" Xiong Da said angrily, and quickly dragged Xiong Er to Hong Yi.

This is in a ghost town.

What are you doing, boss?

If we siege the city, we will siege the city. If there is no big boss, neither of us will survive a chapter!

Hongyi slowly came to the city gate. At this time, people were still coming and going at the city gate. Several gatekeepers arrogantly shouted at all kinds of ghosts coming in and out.

Hongyi took a step and looked at the distance.

Silently stepped back.

"Ten steps... 50 steps..."

After walking not far from the city gate, standing in a position, Hong Yi nodded in satisfaction.

Start to put the backpack on the ground, unzip the zipper, and slowly take out the equipment.

Two unidentified brothers followed behind.

Looking at the various weapons that Hong Yi slowly took out, he was immediately stunned.

shit ah...

This is still a real siege!

"Come... you pick one..."

Hong Yi pointed to an AK-47 on the ground, a sniper rifle pointed at the two brothers and said with a smile:

"It's all fired by the poor monk, absolutely one shot!"

Xiong Er excitedly picked up the AK and kept touching it.

"Boss, where did this thing come from? Isn't China banning guns?" He couldn't help asking.

Hong Yi reached out and took out a certificate, which lit up in front of the two of them.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is a member of the supernatural bureau and belongs to the state department. It is not illegal to carry a gun, don't worry!"

"Okay, let's move the bullets there first. By the way, there are still a few grenades here. You two are also holding them... The poor monk will throw one first, and we will start when the army comes out..."

Hong Yi said solemnly:

"Killing ghosts is not the purpose, the purpose is to lead out the big boss, understand?"

The two Xiong brothers nodded.

Who can have this experience, carry AK to fight ghosts!

This Nima can't even think about it!

After everything was ready, Hong Yi frowned as he looked at the mess of bullets beside Gatlin.

Amitabha, these few people are holding bullets for poor monks!

wrong!

The poor monk still has a person!

Reaching out to take the backpack, reaching out to open the ghost storage space, reaching out and digging it out.