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

Hong Yi reached out his hand to interrupt her, turned his head and smiled at the girl next to him.

"Where is the girl from? Do you have any ideas to change jobs?"

"Mama Gui too!"

"The poor monk would like to introduce himself. The poor monk's legal name is Hongyi. He is engaged in the business of the West Sky Tour Group. I especially like you guys! Do you want to think about how to do it with the poor monk?"

"Poor monk..."

Not finished.

The door was violently kicked open again.

A bearded middle-aged man walked in, followed by a group of people in the same black robe uniform.

"father!"

When Master Zeng saw the people who came in, he hurriedly shouted with a sad face.

Chapter 329 Give Lao Zeng a Root Huazi! (2 more)

"close the door!"

Hong Yi didn't wait for the old man to speak, and gave Wang Daochang a wink.

Wang Daochang carried ak-47 and sneered.

"Let let!"

He shouted at a uniformed officer standing in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the ghost in front of him even ignored him.

"clatter……"

A decisive shot!

Although Wang Daochang does not know what burst shooting is!

However, as long as you can shoot to death blocking the way.

"boom!"

After closing the door, Daoist Wang slowly walked behind Hong Yi.

"A group of you came to Fengdu to be so arrogant!"

Lao Zeng had a gloomy face, and said this for a long time.

"Ha ha!"

Hong Yi grinned.

"Amitabha, this must be the old benefactor!"

"What? Does Fengdu still have any rules?"

"No, the poor monk is so arrogant after seeing these ghosts go out!"

"According to what you mean, only ghosts can be arrogant, but no one can be arrogant?"

"Humph!"

Old Zeng gave a grim smile, stretched out his palm and pointed at the few people in front of him and said:

"Bring them back, just as there is a shortage of fresh corpses recently, use them on top!"

"Jie Jie!"

"Yes, my lord!"

"Finally I can torture people again!"

Several ghosts in uniforms flashed black ghosts, and suddenly turned into evil ghosts with green faces and fangs, and their sharp palms were aimed at Hong Yi and others.

"Master Wang Dao?"

Hong Yi shouted to the Wang Dao Chang behind him.

"Da da……"

"Crack...knock..."

Wang Daochang raised his gun and swept it twice.

Then... the sound of an empty shell came from the gun body.

Hong Yi rubbed his forehead and glanced at him speechlessly.

It's so special that you hit someone just now and want to shoot the bullet into the air, it will run out of bullets!

He glanced at the few ghosts that had reached the table.

Pull out his royal Beretta directly from the backpack.

"boom!"