Damn! I'm surrounded by beautiful women's ghost stories

However, Tetsuji Higuchi didn't seem to plan that way. When he saw that his identity was exposed, he pulled out the pistol from his waist and pointed it at Hashimoto Yuko who was lying motionless beside Natsuki.

He probably also knew that his bullets might cause harm to Natsuki, who he couldn't be sure was a human or a ghost, or that it would be more beneficial to kill Hashimoto Yoko first.

"boom!"

Unable to move, Hashimoto Yoko widened her eyes.

Because at the critical moment Xia Shu actually stood in front of him, and the bullet made his body shake.

People are always emotional. When they see someone risking his life to block bullets for them, they will inevitably be touched.

After being rescued three times in a row, her eyes were different when she looked at Xia Shu's back, but it was too late to say anything now. People will die if they are shot.

She felt a sudden panic for no reason and didn't even realize that she was not in the street outside the Metropolitan Police Department, but in a messy room.

She didn't notice it, but Tetsuji Higuchi on the opposite side did.

"Barrier?!" Tetsuji Higuchi's face looked a little ugly. He found that in this messy room, in addition to a bed and a table, there was a bowl of protruding rice in the corner, and a woman holding an umbrella was hiding timidly behind the protruding rice.

There is also a statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and three stone men with cute expressions.

The water on the floor was still bubbling out, but at a much slower speed. The arm was suddenly stuck and kept making impatient "quack quack" sounds.

Shoot again!

Higuchi Tetsuji's target completely changed to Natsuki. The bullet slanted and Natsuki's whole body was shaking.

Hashimoto Yoko, whose body suddenly became mobile again, immediately supported Natsuki. She turned around and wanted to rush forward to block the bullet for Natsuki, but she found that the strange white cloth was pulling her back, forcing her to hide safely behind Natsuki. Her eyes were red, knowing that Natsuki was blocking the bullet for her in order to save her at the last moment of his life.

The anger, grief, and many other mixed emotions in my heart were like a mouthful of hot milk tea mixed with ice cream and red bean dumplings, all stuffed into my stomach. It was hot, cold, and sticky, and my stomach felt very uncomfortable.

Kaka-

Bullets empty.

Tetsuji Higuchi did not feel relieved. On the contrary, he was facing a formidable enemy and made one hand seal after another with his hands.

"Ugh..." Xia Shu shook his body: "Being shot in the head actually reduced my health by 20 points!"

A normal person only has 1-2 points of health. For example, someone with an extraordinary physique like Reina Koshin only has 10 points of health. But if it was Natsuki, it would be completely different.

He has a lot of blood, and according to the lethality of the bullet, he can let Tetsuji Higuchi pin himself against the wall for five minutes with his eyes closed.

Hashimoto Yuko sniffed her nose and looked at Natsuki with red eyes: "How come... you are not a human!"

She found the reason: "It's not a human, so the bullet won't kill it."

That's right, he is a monster, so he can thrive in both worlds.

"You're not a human being!" Xia Shu retorted. He saved her, so why was he cursing? "Have you seen Rurouni Kenshin? He's the same as Himura Kenshin. What hit me just now was the back of the knife!"

"Where did the bullet come from?"

This person only knows how to talk nonsense, but she seemed relieved.

Xia Shu would not just sit there and wait foolishly for the other party to make a move. Even if it was a round-based fight, it was his turn now, so he raised his foot and rushed forward.

Apart from the talisman, Xia Shu really had no other means of attack, so he could only use the talisman paper as gloves and fan people with his big fan.

In the narrow [Taboo Room (F)], he rushed in front of Tetsuji Higuchi in just a blink of an eye, saying, "It's my turn." Higuchi Tetsuji wanted to escape when he heard it, but this palm-sized place was like a fighting cage. Although he was extraordinary, in Natsuki's eyes, the health bar of less than 100 clearly said "I am a weak chicken."

Seeing a slap flying towards his cheek, Tetsuji Higuchi felt not only the anger running from his feet to his heart, but also waves of fear.

Speaking of which, Higuchi Tetsuji's fighting ability is not weak, otherwise it would be impossible for him to use people as bait to catch things easily. He really raised his hand in a hurry. His eyes moved quickly and his calculations were also very good, because from Xia Shu's actions, although this person was fast, his strength was not very strong, and his moves were open and closed without any rules. As long as he blocked a slap, swept his leg to knock him down, and then pressed on him, he could decide the outcome.

However, he didn't expect that when he raised his hand, Xia Shu had already hit his cheek with a palm covered with talisman paper.

Speed ​​is weight.

Higuchi Tetsuji, who was slapped in the face, saw stars, his ears were buzzing, and he could not hear anything.

But he didn't know that there is a saying in Zhongguo that goes "No moves are better than moves. How can you break a punch without any rules? There is no way to break it!"

When I looked at Xia Shu again, I saw that Xia Shu suddenly turned into two and then into three in a blink of an eye.

Xia Shu did not hesitate to attack and used two more electric cannons. He raised his foot and kicked Higuchi Tetsuji's knee. He pressed down with both hands and told him to kneel down and play the flute. He then raised his knees and there was a crisp "crack" sound. The bridge of his nose and nose was deformed.

Tetsuji Higuchi, who was already dizzy, fainted completely and fell to the ground with a thud, tears still in the corners of his eyes.

"You're not going to kill him?"

Hashimoto Yoko just came over to ask.

"He can't die yet. I have a lot to ask him." Natsuki turned his head to look at the thing with an arm sticking out from the spring. As Tetsuji Higuchi fainted, it seemed that the summoning spell also stopped, the spring shrank inward, and the arm disappeared.

I pulled Tetsuji Higuchi's hands over to check, and there were indeed three horizontal lines.

After a long time, Tetsuji Higuchi woke up, but he found that his hands were handcuffed and he was holding a bowl of rice in his arms. The female ghost who was squatting in the corner with an umbrella just now was looking at him with a bleeding head and was standing next to him.

The pain on his nose and face distorted Higuchi Tetsuji's handsome face.

Natsuki sat on the bed and opened his mouth to speak, but Higuchi Tetsuji's ears were buzzing and it was difficult for him to hear.

"I'm afraid the eardrum was perforated by the slap you gave," Hashimoto Yoko gave a reasonable guess.

"He also shot a magazine of bullets from me." Xia Shu tapped his leg: "There is an old saying in Zhongguo called Xixi Material Wei Junjie."

Neither of them understood and looked confused.

This is a classic saying left by your ancestors, how come you haven't heard of it? Damn it.

Xia Shu asked, "How did you get the qualification?"

Hashimoto Yuko opened her mouth but didn't say anything. In fact, what she wanted to ask was how to cancel the qualification of the competition, perhaps to protect Yuuma Uda. But then she thought of how Natsuki had just risked his life to block the bullet for her. If she asked such a question at this time, it would be too ungrateful. It would be better to wait for him to ask slowly.

"It is said that there are seven people in total. I was also qualified by accident. This war will only be carried out in Tokyo. They will fight each other until only the last person is left." He looked at Xia Shu: "What I got told me that if I want to summon it out, I must complete the sacrificial ceremony."

"So you use people to fish?"

"That's the ritual. If I don't complete it, I will be powerless to resist and I will die!" He didn't think he had done anything wrong.

"You mean to say that now the seven of us are all here?"

"Seven people will be selected at the same time"

After being beaten, his mind seemed to become clear and he immediately understood what Xia Shu meant.

"The stigmata can be transferred." Higuchi Tetsuji was very cooperative: "I can transfer it to you, but I want to accept legal sanctions."

Not only can he no longer hear clearly, his nose is completely deformed, and after being hit by two electric cannons, his eyeballs hurt as if they were about to explode. He also doesn't know if his knees are about to break. If he stays any longer, he will surely die, so it is better to leave early.

Chapter 171: Airborne landings available nationwide

Seven masters summon seven legendary ghosts in seven cruel or bizarre ways to fight each other. In the end, only one person will be left and will be able to obtain the stone that can make a wish.

This is generally the understanding.

The Seven Weird Tales may come from any corner of the world, may be very famous figures in history, or may originate from a piece of unofficial history. Their strengths also vary, some are strong and some are weak.

Just like playing rock-paper-scissors, it all depends on luck.

The only thing that is certain is that these strange stories come from legends and have nothing to do with reality.

Tetsuji's words were a mixture of truth and lies, but considering the matter of life and death, it was unlikely that he would lie.

"Wait, you want to...!" Hashimoto Yuko's face changed, she understood what Natsuki meant.

There's no way to avoid this war, but Xia Shu is going to rush into it?

"What if everyone transfers their qualifications to me?" Xia Shu asked, "Does that mean I will win in the end?"

Tetsuji, who was holding the rice that was sticking out, was stunned. He suspected that his thick skin had been trained to a certain level, with built-in anti-armor, which had also shocked Natsuki's brain. Otherwise, how could he say such a thing.

"Mythical figures are also legends." He felt that he had reminded them very clearly: "In the previous battle, the Yamata no Orochi appeared."

Xia Shu was silent.

As far as he knows, real monsters and legendary monsters are two different things. The changes in the story can be regarded as legends, and the power of legends comes from human imagination. Mythological stories are the result of people's "urban legends" over countless years.

This is not a world where you compare your combat effectiveness, but a world where you compare your spread.

When it comes to cultural output and Japanese mythology, the Yamata no Orochi is an inevitable topic.

The two sides cooperated in a friendly manner, and two holy marks appeared on the back of Xia Shu's left hand.

【Bogey House (F)】Closed.

If he hadn't opened the ghost story map at the critical moment, he would have been shot for five minutes in reality and it is estimated that there would be little chance of him surviving.

Hashimoto Yoko looked at Natsuki and said, "Are you really going to get involved in this mess?"

"If your friend wants to quit, you can ask him to give the qualification to me." Xia Shu nodded.

He has too many cards in his hand. Unless it really is the Yamata no Orochi that appears again, his chance of winning is very high, as high as three or four floors.

"Thank you." Hashimoto Yoko looked at Natsuki and found that she couldn't hate him at all.

Her phone was still vibrating, and she glanced down, and it was indeed Yuuma Ueda calling.

"Hello?" She wanted to tell Yuuma Ueda the good news as soon as possible, but for some reason, she felt that pulling Yuuma Ueda out of that mud pit was her ultimate goal. As for what would happen in the future, she couldn't imagine it. Instead, she imagined fighting side by side with Natsuki.

Very strange.

"Sister Yuzi!" The person on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief, then started to get a little angry: "Why are you answering my call now!"

Yuuma Ueda has already mastered the skills to communicate with older sisters. He probably knows very well how to improve her favorability and what lines of speech to use.

Hashimoto Yoko's expression changed slightly. She had once again experienced a life-and-death crisis, and after surviving the crisis she still wanted to save him, but she didn't expect to be scolded. Her heart was filled with rage.

However, having spent a long time in contact with each other, Hashimoto Yuko also knew Uda Yuma's character. If she told him what had just happened, he would definitely be worried about her and then comfort herself.

Comfort, and then?

She suddenly thought of this again and felt that it would be boring to tell Yuma Ueda.

Now the only thing in her mind was to find the other five contestants, persuade them to give all their qualifications to Natsuki, and finally solve the problem without bloodshed. This concerned the lives and deaths of countless people, and she no longer had the patience she once had for Uda Yuma.

People are dying every moment, so be quick.

"By the way, I have found a way to solve the stigmata on your hand."

"real?!"

"Well, do you remember Mr. Yahiro whom we met today? He has also obtained the qualification to participate in the competition. You can hand over the stigmata to him..."

Before she finished her words, the other end roared, "It's him again! Why give it to him! Why give it to him! I won't give it to him even if I die! Isn't it just a fight between us? Do you think I can't beat him?"

The series of questions from the other end of the phone pushed Hashimoto Yuko to the limit of her patience. She opened the phone and hung up.