ghost head legend

"Seeing us go out, Director Yang immediately made it to the ground, sweating coldly while holding his injured wrist, not knowing whether it was pain or fright.

"The female policeman went around the table and walked up to Director Yang to help him up, ah... let out a scream, fuck it, take it easy.

"The female policeman followed suit, pointing at the director of the desk, you see?

"Looking up, he rolled his eyes and fainted. There were two one-inch-deep palm prints clearly printed on the table. He murmured: Is he still human? This is a marble table, how could it be possible.

"Impossible, impossible. While shaking his head, he stretched out his hand to touch the two palm prints. Just as he touched the table, he heard something on the table fall to the ground with a crash. The entire marble table turned into powder and floated in the air.

"Seeing all this, Director Yang rolled his eyes and finally passed out.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you hurry up and help?

"The few policemen who were arrested just now walked over slowly, thinking as they walked: Damn, why didn't they shoot you to death, you provoked it, and almost killed us.

"Beijing National Security Bureau, a secret training base for a group of Secret Service.

"With a bang, the door of Wang Guohua's office was kicked open, and a big man with a big arm and a round waist broke in. He was nearly two meters tall, with a square face and a pair of eyes shining brightly.

"When I saw Wang Guohua, I shouted: Team leader, do you feel it?

"Wang Guohua frowned and said: Lei Zhen, can't you knock on the door? My office door has been replaced by more than a dozen.

"Lei Zhen nodded embarrassingly: Team leader, am I in a hurry? The evil force just now was too strong.

"Wang Guohua stood up, walked to the window, looked to the northeast and said: Don't you think this force is familiar?

"Lei Zhen thought for a while and said: I feel it, but I don't know where I met it.

"Mist Hidden Sect...

"Ah... I just remembered, the Wuyin sect, the three major sects in the Japanese Shinto world.

"Yes, Wang Guohua caressed the scar on his chest: I think only Wuyin Chonglou, the Great Elder of Wuyin Sect, can have such a great pressure.

"Fuck, isn't the old monster dead yet? How did he come to China?

"It seems that his anger is not small, and he is so arrogant when he comes here. But he has the capital of arrogance. It seems that there are few in our country who can compete with him.

"Then what should we do? There must be no good for him to come to China, so let him continue to be so arrogant?

"Wang Guohua said: You go to Mi Yue and Haotian and let them go and have a look with you. But don't make a move unless it is absolutely necessary. You are not his opponent.

"Chen Dong jumped off the bed all of a sudden, and looked out with a solemn face: Damn it seems to be Yaozi's hall, how did he provoke such a perverted enemy?

"I found a black windbreaker in the closet and put it on, opened the window and jumped down, with no end in sight.

"In the lobby of the nightclub, more than [-] ninjas surrounded the old man. They also had a dozen brothers. Not far from them stood an old man, wearing a traditional Japanese kimono, with snow-white hair in curls. His face was so dark, his eyes shone with a strange light, and the aura exuded from his body made them unable to move.

"Hmph...a cold snort: Say, who killed Yoshikawa Ichiro?

"I don't know..." Mad Dog said with difficulty. He mobilized his whole body's skills to resist that coercive force.