27. Powerful child grinding!

Fire brings light to mankind, the cornerstone of civilization, and warmth and cooked food.

Humans have never left the flame since ancient times, but today, the flame is more a symbol of danger.

Set the time back a little by an hour.

A group of people wearing haori walks the streets at night. As members of the ghost killing team, they are used to wearing haori in the city to hide their uniforms and the sun-knife around their waists.

The city is the territory of ghosts, and the people of the ghost killing team must act very carefully here, even if someone responds, they will not relax.

They came to a dilapidated warehouse, and a voice came from the shadows: "Your speed is too slow!"

A figure came out of the shadows, his youthful face reflected by the dim streetlights by the roadside, and he had appeared in the Sheriff's Office not long ago.

But at the moment, he is not wearing a police uniform, but an ordinary person, and he does not have too many weapons. After all, he knows that ordinary weapons are useless for those cannibals. It is better to bring some useless scrap iron. Without!

So he just had a pistol pinned to his waist to show his identity.

"If you don't set the action time at night, we don't have to touch it so carefully. We are not familiar with the city here. We have done our best to come here so quickly!"

A member of the ghost killing team behind Butterfly Chanahui said angrily, his tone was full of resentment, and the members of the ghost killing team around him were also full of approval.

Night time is too favorable for ghosts.

"...Pay attention to your tone! You think I want to face those monsters at night! It's not until the evening that they come out and we can get information. Recently I heard that they often hold banquets, and all the ghosts will gather there, It's a good time to catch up!"

The young police officer said excitedly, but the members of the ghost killing team opposite him were different. They often dealt with ghosts, but they knew how troublesome those cannibals were.

"that..."

Butterfly Chanahui smiled gently and said softly, "We're already here, please tell us how many ghosts there are at the banquet."

"There should be forty or fifty."

The young police officer said in a slightly soft tone. After all, this number can be said to be a ghost nest, which made him feel very ashamed.

"Although we can deal with it, once the ghosts start to escape, we can't stop them all."

Butterfly Chaona said worriedly that she brought only more than twenty ghost killing team members. Although they were all elites, they were crushing for ordinary ghosts, but no matter how powerful they were, they only had two two. Just hands.

Once the ghosts make up their minds to escape, they can't stop them.

"Don't worry, we have long thought of this problem, and naturally there are backup forces and means to make up for it! Come out!"

Following the young police officer's words, a group of people walked out of the warehouse behind him. They lined up in neat steps. They carried the temperament of the army, carried some huge metal bottles on their backs, and held a strange pair of bottles in their hands. The rifle, a long tubing links the metal bottle behind and the spray gun in hand.

However, like the young police officers, they do not have any military symbols on their bodies. Even if you say that they are like soldiers no matter how much they have temperament, there is nothing on them that can indicate their identity. .

It is impossible to judge where these equipments are produced, and for whom the equipments are given.

"These people... Your Excellency, I think you need to be clear about one thing. Ordinary people are as vulnerable as babies to ghosts. You let them fight ghosts... It may be a little too reluctant."

Chanel Butterfly used a very euphemism to remind young police officers of the power of ghosts and the powerlessness of ordinary people to face ghosts.

"Indeed, they don't have the fast and fast skills of the Ghost Killing Squad, and they don't even have the sun blade that you can decapitate, but they are not the weak civilians in your impression. They have received targeted training and have targeted weapons. , don't worry about them."

"But..."

Butterfly Chanahui said with a worried look, she was still a little worried, but her concerns were not taken seriously by the young police officer.

"Needless to say, the Ghost Killing Team just needs to do their own thing. I'm afraid you are not qualified to dictate our affairs."

The young police officer said arrogantly, and directly told Butterfly Chanahui to shut her mouth. She said that if she continued to persuade her, it would be regarded as the ghost killing team interfering in the internal affairs of the government.

Looking at the silent Ghost Killing Team, the young police officer slowed down and reassured the Ghost Killing Team members again, saying that he and the others would definitely cooperate with the Ghost Killing Team members, so please rest assured.

The young police officer is full of confidence in the scavenging force behind him. The new flamethrower from Kanagawa Industries will burn everything up to a thousand-degree flame, and those ghosts are no exception, and they will not have time to recover at all!

and...

The young police officer's eyes looked at the circular grenades on the soldiers' waists. Even if the flamethrower was ineffective, there were still these trump cards. Those high-level police officers were all afraid of death. The credit for the actual combat of the troops belongs to you!

Then the two teams converged and headed to the location reported by the informant. There will be a banquet for ghosts, and tonight will also be the burial place of those cannibals. The young police officer was full of confidence.

The Ghost Killing Squad was small but elite, while the scavenging unit led by young police officers consisted of more than 200 people.

Neither of them made any noise. The Ghost Killing Team members were very skilled, and they were all used to hunting, while the clearing troops were well-trained. Except for some small footsteps, there were no other unnecessary sounds.

They came to the wealthy area of ​​Zhishui City, where big businessmen and local officials lived. They didn't have any extra actions, and the scavenging force quickly surrounded one of the villas.

Butterfly Chanahui led the ghost killing team, jumped over the fence directly, knocked out the alert security guard, and quickly rushed into the villa.

boom!

The door shattered with a bang, and what was reflected in Butterfly Chanahui was a hell-like scene, blood was flowing on the ground, and the originally beautiful girls were dismembered at this time and became meals placed on the dining table.

And these ghosts also forced the living girls to divide the flesh and blood of their compatriots with their own hands, and let them offer it up with their own hands.

The banquet songs reverberated leisurely, but if you listened carefully, the rhythm was filled with a sense of trepidation. Although the player tried hard to maintain his own level, the nightmarish scene made him unable to control himself. There are almost no ghost art cells, and I can't hear the performance of this greatly reduced level.

As the door was pushed open, all the ghosts present turned their stunned eyes to the Ghost Killing Team at the door. They never thought that they would be raided by the Ghost Killing Team for the banquet that started on the first quarter moon.

No need for Butterfly Chanel Huiduo to say anything, the members of the elite ghost killing team behind them all waved their knives towards the scarlet man-eating ghost.

A miserable roar resounded in the banquet. The strength of these ghosts was not bad, but when they encountered the members of the elite ghost killing team led by Butterfly Chanahui, they were like castles on the beach. one-sided trend.

"Lord Tongmo! Help..."

Among them, the ghost who organized this banquet shouted the second string in horror, and the next moment his head was chopped off from behind.

"Well..."

Tong Mo was still smiling, looking at the ghosts who were chased by the ghost killing team, his face was full of happiness, he stuffed a grape into the mouth, and raised Erlang's legs in a leisurely manner. Looking at the head of the dead girl on the table in front of him, she actually had the temperament of a handsome young man.

"What's the hurry, who asked you to forcibly arrest the girls with good temperament, so that their deliciousness is greatly reduced, and there is no taste or artistic conception!"

Tong Mo was talking to himself, like watching a play, watching the ghosts below him being slaughtered wildly, but when he saw Chana Butterfly standing in the crowd, the wine glass in his hand suddenly froze.

This beautiful and gentle girl...he is a little interested!

Since you are interested, you can get it directly. As a ghost on the string, you can directly get whatever you want. Tong Mo stood up from his seat.