I'm Really an Alchemist

Do not.I don't, don't talk nonsense.

ps1: Youth daily love text.There is no tauren, it is not sex, the chest is fake.

It is also a daily essay of youth, and this chapter of mine is also a daily essay of youth (funny)

PS: By the way... There will be two updates tomorrow, and I will put one in the evening. I promise to help my friends make the list, but I can't break my promise.

I'm really sorry, the first update will be updated at [-] o'clock as usual, and the second update will be in the early morning.

Chapter 171 Chapter [-] Tokyo Melee ([-])

Raindrops of blood fell in the pool and slowly fainted.

From the lively night market streets to the bustling commercial plazas.

All fell into a strange silence, and everyone looked at the terrifying faces in the sky, the unknown terror, clenching their hearts.

Mirage, optical special effects?

不 ...

It's a ghost!

The screams spread like a plague, and chaos became the only melody.

"Don't panic, evacuate the crowd!" Only then did the police officers wake up, why they were so urgently asked to evacuate the crowd, but it was useless to regret it now, and they felt chills just seeing the terrifying faces above their heads.

Some police officers and fire brigade have escaped by themselves, ignoring these panicked people.

Only a few police officers with a sense of responsibility remained at the scene, trying to evacuate the chaotic crowd.

"Hahahahaha!"

Amamiya Shuko's laughter was sharp and hoarse, her face became more and more distorted, and countless struggling and painful faces could be vaguely seen.

"Monster, die, die!"

The collapsed police officers drew their guns and fired their tongues of flame. However, this kind of standard pistol with little power was useless to the demonized Amamiya Shuko.

The dark yin qi easily swallowed the bullet.

The incident in Arakawa District was quickly reported to the Metropolitan Police Department and the Public Security Department. The police chief of the monitoring center looked at Amamiya Shuko on the screen, his face was pale, and his breathing was heavy.

It was only now that he understood...

What kind of monster is the extraordinary power we want to control!

"The Prime Minister has been notified, the special forces have been mobilized, and there are still fifteen minutes to arrive in Arakawa District!"

"Fifteen minutes, do you know how many people will die in fifteen minutes?"

"I don't care what method you use, kill her, kill her before it causes an international incident!"

The Black Hawk helicopter loaded with heavy firepower and combat members rose from the police center and flew towards the Arakawa district.

Amamiya Shuzi laughed wildly, the black clouds rolled over, covering the world, creating a great psychological pressure on the desperate crowd.

As if there was nowhere to run!

"Damn you all!"

"You all have to feel my pain!" Every face that made up Amamiya Shuko showed a strange smile and said to the panicked crowd on the ground: "Come on, come on."

"Be one with us!"

The sharp sound suddenly spread, and in an instant, all the glass of office buildings, cars, and shops burst open one after another.

In the sonic attack, the fleeing citizens fell to the ground one after another, their bodies sore and unable to move.

Amamiya Shuzi screamed sharply, the huge faces spread out, and countless mournful and whistling resentful ghosts scattered toward the sky and the earth, and the strange and desperate faces opened up and rushed towards the fearful crowd on the ground.

"Om, at the end of the bowl, the neighbor Tuoning, Supohe."

The glazed Buddha's light suddenly appeared!

Between heaven and earth, the chanting of clear scriptures sounded, and golden Buddhist runes slowly flowed from all directions, bringing peace and liberation.

Still walking through the city, the mourning soul stopped abruptly.

The pain on their faces slowly subsided, and they became peaceful and happy.

The citizens who had been completely desperate raised their heads in disbelief. The golden swastika characters flowed and converged in the void, and the warm light illuminated the dark world.

"Monk stinky, I have no grievances with you, why are you blocking me!" Yu Gong Jiuzi was extremely angry, and the strange roar shook in the void, faintly suppressing the sound of chanting scriptures.

Those souls who were appeased became painful and mad again, they turned into Yin Qi, and combined again.

Baoshan Fuyu stepped on the golden lotus, recited the "Ksitigarbha Rebirth Sutra" silently, and said earnestly to the distorted face in the sky: "The rain palace benefactor, the little monk just doesn't want you to go down the wrong path!"

Amamiya Shuko has been distorted by resentment.

She growled lowly: "I want to see who you can protect!"

The yin energy around him condensed and turned into countless jet-black arrows, covering the ground like pear blossoms in a torrential rain.

"you..."

Baoshan Fuyu's complexion changed greatly, and he did not care about reciting the scriptures.

The illusory Buddha's golden body emerges in the void, pinching flowers and smiling.

The dark arrow was fixed in mid-air!

"The Buddha has come into the world!"

"It's really the Buddha, the Buddha has come to save us!"

The citizens who were struggling to get up bowed down reverently to the huge illusory image, and the programmers in the office building who had not finished get off work were even more stunned.

They are at high levels, and they can clearly appreciate the power of the Buddha's Dharma.

This illusory dharma image with a height of tens of meters, with a compassionate smile on its face, the glazed Buddha light fixed the arrow of Yin Qi and kept purifying it.

But the young monk who maintained the Dharma began to shake his body, and his smooth face showed tiredness.

"Hahahaha!" Amamiya Shuzi laughed loudly: "I read it right, the mana in the relic has been exhausted, and now you are using your shallow mana to motivate it!"

Baoshan Fuyu was tired but smiled: "The benefactor of Yu Palace is not the same as me, so why bother?"

Amamiya Shuzi's expression turned gloomy.

Only then did everyone discover that the faces in the sky were gradually shrinking, and the resentful spirits in the edge areas were disappearing.

She just used words to stimulate Baoshan Fuyu.

At this moment, Uehara Satoru and his group finally arrived at the scene. He quickly jumped out of the car and looked at Master Baoshan who was balancing with the ghost girl in midair.

"Uehara Police Department, the helicopter has arrived at the scene, how is the situation?"

Uehara Satoru solemnly looked at the extraordinary battle in mid-air, and said, "Master Baoshan has stalemate with the ghost girl, have you seen the cloudy face in the sky, attack it with all your strength!"

"Don't accidentally hurt Master Baoshan!"

He told him repeatedly, and was about to hang up the phone, when the girl next to him suddenly rushed up, grabbed his arm firmly, and screamed: "Don't, don't hurt the ghost girl!"

"Please, don't hurt the ghost girl!"

Imamura Rie was hoarse and watched as the phone screen dimmed.

Uehara Satoru was no longer in the mood to spend time on this girl. He broke her arm forcefully and said, "Look carefully, your ghost girl is crazy, she is going to kill everyone!"

"No, no!" Imamura Rie collapsed on the ground and pleaded: "The ghost girl is just being confused, please don't hurt her, I, I will explain it to the ghost girl, please!"

"Please!!"

The girl burst into tears!

The hovering Black Hawk helicopter arrived at the extraordinary battlefield.

The special forces in the cabin took a deep breath involuntarily when they saw the strange faces covering the sky and the illusory giant Buddha's dharma.

One of them used a high-powered sniper scope and saw the young monk floating in the air, and gestured to his companion: "Master Baoshan is in the southeast direction, avoid him when attacking!"

"I know!" said the pilot of the armed helicopter: "Guarding the citizens under the attack of evil spirits is a real monk of high morality. After this incident is over, I must meditate and worship the Buddha."

He seemed to be joking, but comforted himself in his heart.

Just getting close to the weird face in the sky, the scalp is numb, and the next thing to do is to attack.

"I fired the first shot at the ghost, maybe I am the first person in modern society?" The pilot looked at the joke with a solemn expression, and suddenly controlled the helicopter to lift and sprinted towards Amamiya Shuko.

The heavy machine guns mounted on both sides of the helicopter spit blue fire at the huge face composed of ghosts and ghosts!

PS: There are three shifts today, seven o'clock, twelve o'clock, twenty-four o'clock, look forward to it

At the end of the month, ask for a wave of blades

The Manifesto of the Author of the Street Fighter

Thanks to Sanqian Liufeng's salted fish stab, and thanks to Shuke 38629144649 for the blade

Chapter 172 Chapter [-] Tokyo Melee ([-])

A heavy machine gun carried by an armed helicopter.

The bullet caliber is 7.62MM, 800 rounds per minute, and the initial speed can reach [-]M/s.

Bullets in the real world are not the kind of weapons that can't kill anyone after a long time of hitting them in the movie. Each bullet of this heavy machine gun can cut a huge gap in a concrete wall of several centimeters.

If it hits the human body, there will be no bullets penetrating the wound at all, and the huge kinetic energy will tear it apart at the moment it hits the human body!

This is the power of human industrialization!

"Da da da da da!"