Hong Kong Comprehensive: My cos girl group is very strong

Chapter 37 Little Yakuza, times have changed
Now that they have reached the female devil's lair, Feng Laosi, who has always been responsible for killing and hiding, will naturally not worry about the danger, not to mention that they also have the inherited magic weapon Suzaku Bronze Mirror with them.

In the original play, Uncle Feng did not dare to enter the house rashly because he was not fully prepared, so he could only stay in the courtyard and fight with Michiko from afar.

It would be better to go straight into the house and force him to fight, otherwise Pan Jie would inevitably end up being a charlatan.

Push open the door.

The first thing that catches the eye is a long and narrow aisle with several sliding doors installed on both sides, which is a very typical Japanese style.

Pan Jie was carrying a suitcase in one hand and a gun in the other. Feeling the eerie atmosphere on both sides of the aisle, he felt uneasy in his heart. In the morning, he only asked Uncle Feng to get ready, but he forgot to make preparations himself.

But...it's too late now!

When Uncle Feng wasn't paying attention, he quickly communicated with the cos system, grabbed an apricot robe out of thin air, then put down his suitcase and put it on without stopping.

Then he took out the peach wood sword, the copper coin sword, and the satchel carrying props such as glutinous rice, yellow talisman, ink bucket, and Sanqing bell.

It wasn't until these things were fully equipped that Pan Jie calmed down.

"Ajie, there is a fork ahead, follow closely..."

Uncle Feng stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, and his eyes that looked back became glazed over, with a look of surprise on his face.

In just a few steps, Ajie, who was wearing trousers and a white shirt, suddenly transformed into a fake Taoist priest with even better equipment than when he was practicing.

after a few seconds.

Uncle Feng came back to his senses and asked doubtfully: "Ajie, where did you get this equipment?"

Pan Jie smiled and changed the conversation: "Uncle Feng, now is not the time to talk about this. It is more important to deal with the devil Michiko..."

"That's right, but can you use these things? If not, just give them to me. Don't waste good things."

The basic quality of the props produced by cos is nothing to say. Once attached with magic power, it becomes a high-quality utensil for exorcising evil spirits. To be honest, Feng Laosi is greedy.

It has been a long time since he bought such high-quality equipment!
"I give you something, what should I do?"

Pan Jie also wanted to play the role of Uncle Jiu, who would not be helpless when encountering evil spirits manipulated or trapped by Michiko.

"Didn't I give you the Suzaku Bronze Mirror?"

Uncle Feng took off Pan Jie's taoist robe, mahogany sword and other items with his hands, and said, "As long as you open the box and take out the bronze mirror body protection inside, no matter zombies, walking corpses, grieving ghosts or demons, you can kill them all." Qiaoqiao, it’s Taoist robes, peach wood swords and the like, which are wasted if you don’t have the power to use them.”

"..."

Pan Jie was suddenly speechless.

The Suzaku Bronze Mirror in the movie "The Exorcist" was really awesome. When Michiko fell into the devil's path and touched it, her hands were sucked in, her flesh and blood shriveled, and her magic power faded away.

In the end, he died under the yellow light emitted by the bronze mirror.

With such a treasure in hand, things like Taoist robes and peach wood swords are indeed dispensable.

When Pan Jie stripped off all his equipment and quickly equipped it on himself, Uncle Feng was like a zombie Taoist Priest, Uncle Jiu, with almost no difference in height, demeanor, and even facial features.

At this moment, if Uncle Feng can sign a group performance contract with Pan Jie, then he won't have to worry about being in danger if he goes deep into the devil's cave.

Because Uncle Feng plays the role of Uncle Jiu, the zombie Taoist priest, he will definitely inherit everything from Uncle Jiu, including but not limited to Taoism and magic power.

What a pity, what a pity.

"If I hand over a group performance contract to Uncle Feng now, he will definitely think that I am scared crazy by Michiko!" Pan Jie shook his head with regret.

The timing is wrong, and nothing is said.

"Forget it, let's take out the Suzaku Bronze Mirror quickly to avoid being attacked by others."

Just as he was thinking about it, Pan Jie suddenly felt a thorn in his back. He bent down fiercely, picked up his suitcase and rolled on a donkey on the spot, and came to the right side of the fork.

"Ajie..."

Just as Uncle Feng was about to lend a helping hand, a piece of black cloth fell from the sky with a yellow chrysanthemum embroidered in the middle.

At the same time, thick smoke billowed from the room behind him, and several hands with ulcerated skin could be vaguely seen reaching out from the thick fog.

Michiko took action.A face-to-face meeting separated Pan Jie and Feng Laosi.

Fortunately, when Panjie rolled around, he immediately brought a suitcase containing a Suzaku bronze mirror, so that he would not be unable to resist evil spirits.

It's just that he is busy now and has no time to open the box, so he can only use the suitcase as a prop to resist the attacks of several black-clothed ninjas.

These guys weren't particularly fast, but they were familiar with the terrain. They made a few cuts and then slipped away, hiding and continuing to attack, which made Pan Jie very depressed.

To avoid falling into greater passivity, he had to adopt storm mode.

Wooden door blocking the way?

Kick it!
Could there be a trap in the hollow floor?
Stomp it to pieces!
wooden wall?

Add fists and kicks!

This made the ninjas hiding in the dark twitch their mouths. The sliding doors, wooden walls, ceilings, and floors were all destroyed. Why are they still trying to be invisible?
I have never seen such a violent person!
Sure enough, when Pan Jie destroyed everything around him and tore off pieces of black cloth that kept falling down, several Fuso ninjas who had nowhere to hide had to launch a frontal attack on him.

"kill!"

Several ninjas raised their swords high, stepped on the devastated floor with bow-legged steps, and quickly approached Pan Jie in a triangle shape.

"It's just right, look at the trick!"

Pan Jie made a hand gesture, and just as the ninja was about to rush forward, the revolver hidden in his cuff slipped into his palm.

Then, he raised his hand fiercely.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The two ninjas fell down.

The other two people were stunned for a moment, then became furious and shouted in broken Chinese: "You idiot, you don't have martial ethics, and you attacked us with a gun?"

"Little Yakuza, times have changed!"

Pan Jie is good at martial arts, but he is bare-handed. The enemy is holding a sharp knife, and he also happens to have a gun. Should he still fight the enemy with bare hands?
Think beautiful!
"idiot!"

The other man cursed and raised his knife to sprint, and his speed was actually a few minutes faster than before.

Pan Jie did not see two transparent figures floating out of the ninja who was killed by the gun, and uncontrollably got into the bodies of the other two ninjas...

"boom!"

Pan Jie raised his hand and shot.

Ding!
The bullet was actually blocked by the ninja's blade.

At the same time, another ninja swung his knife mercilessly, pierced the sky, and slashed towards him murderously.

Pan Jie, who was on guard for a long time, dodged to avoid the sharp edge and at the same time raised his legs to kick. The sole of his foot stepped heavily on the right arm of the sword-wielding ninja. The powerful impact caused him to rise up from the ground and fly down several meters away.

"Hmph~~ You still have the nerve to say that I don't follow martial ethics. If you have more enemies and fewer enemies, you will be successful, right?"

Since guns don't really work, let's get real.

As a first-rate master of the third level of extraordinary power, it was not easy to deal with two inferior ninjas.

Entering this room, he had never worried about people, zombies, or walking dead, but about invisible and intangible ghosts.

Once Pan Jie got serious, even if the remaining two warriors were possessed by ghosts, they still couldn't last ten seconds. After a while, they had their necks broken by him one after another.

“Finally it’s time to unbox it!”

The Suzaku bronze mirror in the suitcase is wrapped in a layer of yellow cloth, which must be untied to release its power and achieve the body-protecting effect.

Just as Pan Jie squatted down to open the box, two evil ghosts with ferocious faces, green faces and fangs that were no longer so transparent emerged from the corpse of the death ninja one after another and slowly floated behind him.

　ps: Just one chapter today!I have been quite busy these days. I wrote very late at night and did not sleep well for several days in a row.I owe you one update first and will make it up tomorrow...

　　
　
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