Supernatural: the Opening Host Approached Science

He kicked him down: "Now, let me ask you an answer, if you dare to tell a lie, I will let your life end here."

"Okay... No matter what the top secret is, I'm sure I know everything!" The gray-robed man knelt down neatly, "Even if you want to know what pants my wife is wearing, I'll tell you!"

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The fifth update, the big guys are really fierce... Suddenly a lot of data has risen!

In addition, I would like to thank "Master Duan" for the 1000 reward. I will add another update tonight, and the goal is 7 more! *

Chapter [-] Your special mother is a pervert! (Sixth update! Ask for data support!)

"..."

Jiang Han silently looked at the shameless gray-robed old man.

What kind of tiger and wolf words is this mother-in-law talking about?

There is a wall hanging on the wall, and you can pay attention to your wife's bottoms [pants? !

Dirty!funny!

"So your wife is wearing today..." Jiang Han's tone slowed down, his expression serious.

The gray-robed man was eager to save his life, and quickly replied: "Low pants are..."

"Shut up!" Jiang Han interrupted on the spot, "Who do you think I am?!"

"It doesn't matter if the pants are too low or not, the main concern is whether you bastard will have any bad hobbies! Ordinary perverts are easy to harm society!"

"Red..." The gray-robed man said weakly.

"..."

Labor and capital do not want to know!

Jiang Han suddenly found out, "No, why do you have a wife who makes zombies? Huh?! I don't even have a wife!!"

growl from a single dog.

The gray-robed man pointed to a tombstone buried in the forest: "If you are interested, you can play with it. It has been buried for more than two years, and it should be about to turn into a zombie."

"Excuse me. Your special mother is really a pervert!" Jiang Han was a little disgusted.

The gray-robed man smiled shyly: "What you said is true. The villain just has such a hobby."

Jiang Han moved the topic away, and couldn't discuss such disgusting things: "What did you say about the Heavenly Rank martial artist? Also, does Heizong or Specter have a rank?"

The gray-robed man gave Jiang Han a resentful look: "You are more powerful than a heaven-level warrior, why bother to ask me."

The implication is.

Boss, let's not pretend to be serious first, shall we?

Jiang Han kicked him over.

"Don't say I'll kill you now!"

The gray-robed man knelt up and spoke as if he was reciting a composition: "Human warriors have existed since ancient times, and all those who practice martial arts are ranked in the fourth order of heaven and earth, and heaven-level warriors are relatively high-end warriors. Quite destructive..."

"Each rank is divided into upper, middle and lower grades. Ordinary people need great talent to train to heaven rank martial artist, and generally it takes at least [-] years of practice. Adults at such an age and strength are simply unprecedented. The unification of the rivers and lakes is just around the corner!"

Rainbow farts are blowing indiscriminately, and people in gray robes are not breathing.

Jiang Han squinted at him: "Go ahead, keep at it, I'll kill you in less than half an hour."

"..." The gray-robed man cried and returned to the topic, "As for the ghosts, there were not so many ghosts before, and there was no rank, but in recent years, there have been more and more ghosts, and these ghosts are graded by SABC internationally. ."

"The main basis for distinguishing grades is the Specter's ability to harm society and the scope of its impact."

Jiang Han pondered for a while, so to say, the official definition method is far less powerful than his own eyes.

I gave the specific data directly.

The official division of this method can only be said to be quite vague. ,

Jiang Han originally wanted to keep asking.

But the sound of sirens in the distance has ripped through the night sky.

He didn't intend to get involved in official affairs. He killed the old man in gray robe for no reason and had to take his own life.

And there is no reward.

Picture what.

slip away.

"Yes, that's right, I won't kill you, God has the virtue of good life." Jiang Han patted the gray-robed man on the shoulder, smiling as friendly as the spring breeze in March.

The man in gray robe felt the warmth of the world, and his eyes filled with tears. He wished to confess on the spot: "Lord Kanbi, you are truly a Bodhisattva in the world, and Lei Feng is not as good as you! There is great love in the world, and great love is in you! I will definitely change myself in the future. New, being a new person..."

After Jiang Han answered the doubts in his heart, he left the place directly.

When the police car came.

I only saw a sad and angry old man screaming in the sky: "Damn it, you just leave, why did you break my leg!!"

"Uncle police officer, I want to report the case. That bastard with the surname is not particular about it. He ruined my ten-year savings and ruined my legs."

The uncle of the police caught a monster alive.

When comparing the data, he suddenly took a breath.

"This guy..." A group of police gathered around, looking at the information in the file, their eyes fluttered back and forth from the screen and the old man in gray robe, "Is it really Li Changren, the evil way of gray robe?"

"This is so special, just like this bird, is it really the one in the data, the ruthless, murderous and evil way of killing the village?!"

"...I can accept everything else, but why is he such a weirdo? Still so aggrieved?"

"Why doesn't my mother feel any pleasure in solving the case and catching the big criminal?"

……

After some ranting.

Here comes the black armored car.

The police immediately stood at attention and respectfully gave a big salute: "Welcome to the comrades of the Psionics Bureau!"

The Psionic Energy Bureau can be said to be the most core violent department in the Dragon Kingdom today.

If there is no Psionics Bureau, in the past ten years, Long Guo has long been tortured by supernatural cases.

Both the military and the police admit that the Psionics Bureau is the most dangerous department with the highest sacrifice rate in this era.

They deserve their respect!

The door is open.

A pair of cool black leather pants with legs stretched out.

Qin Leng's figure stepped out slowly, her eyes swept over the spot, and said lightly: "It's hard work."

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Today's sixth update!

There is still the last chapter, the author's bacterial code is relatively slow, a chapter takes more than an hour, and the update is relatively late, everyone, Haihan!

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Chapter [-]: The Wizards of Heaven

The sound is calm.

But a domineering and cold queen's aura instantly made everyone a little breathless.

Not that she did it on purpose.

It is simply the innate pressure of the strong on ordinary people.

Everyone's eyes changed, and their bodies became more and more straight.

Even the evil way of gray robe, which kept chattering, was shaken all over, shivering, and his teeth were fighting: "Why, how could it be you..."

"The Empress of Thorns of the Psionic Energy Bureau... Qin Leng..."

"Why did you appear in such a crappy place in Su City?!"

He was heartbroken for a moment.

Originally, I wanted to pretend to be crazy and sell stupid to let the police relax their vigilance. After I recovered a little, I summoned the zombies to kill them.

result.

Qin Leng is here.

This female Rakshasa, the entire Dragon Kingdom is in the evil way, it can be said that there is no one who does not know her.

He debuted three years ago, rose at a meteor-like speed, and quickly reached the top of the Psionics Bureau.

In the face of evil spirits, ghosts and zombies, one word - kill.

The means are ruthless and straightforward, and never show mercy.

Such a terrifying character, even in his heyday, can only walk around with his head lowered, and he doesn't even dare to fart.

Such a character is not worthy of Qin Leng's words.

She gave the female assistant a look.

The female assistant immediately took out a uniquely-shaped gun and sent a special document to the police car: "This is an order to kill, and it has the signature of our Lord Qin. Now I want to kill Li Changren. Do you have any opinions?"

The boss in the police car said quickly, "Master Qin can do whatever you want."

The female assistant pointed the gun at Li Changren, the evil way of gray robe.

Qin Leng's eyes suddenly changed slightly: "Wait."