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Chapter 41 Consecrated Ammunition

Chapter 41 Consecration Ammunition

Author: Cold Dabian stove

Chapter 41 Consecration Ammunition

When those people heard that they were going to consecrate the ammunition, all of them shook their heads and refused, saying: "Master Lin, you have successfully built the foundation and have strong magic power. We are just a bunch of little shrimps who have worked hard for decades to cultivate.

I’m afraid it’s not worth wasting such a little mana here.”

Hearing their complaints, Wei Cha said: "Everyone, please don't worry about personal gains and losses now. Let's get through this difficulty together first. Don't worry, we will compensate everyone later."

"Compensation, how can you compensate me? I worked so hard to get this little bit, and you ask me to use it up so easily, who would be willing to do it!"

Wei Cha pointed to the leading bird and said, "Come on, come on and speak."

The person who was discovered was not afraid and walked out directly.

Wei Cha said: "What do you mean? We are facing a powerful enemy and we still don't know whether we will live or die. Do you still care about your little magic power?"

"Inspector Wei misunderstood, I meant we have to pay more!"

Wei Cha was a little stunned and asked: "How much do you plan to ask for? Don't open your mouth like a lion, be careful of taking a gun!"

The man turned his head and said, "Brothers, what do you think?"

Then the group of people began to discuss, and soon they said: "How about fifty thousand laser bullets?"

Wei Cha showed a sneer and said: "What, do you want to consecrate it and keep it for your own use?"

"Superintendent Wei, please give me a price you like!"

"five hundred!!"

The crowd immediately became excited and said, "Come on, come on, hit me, it's best to kill me with one shot. Even the Kunlun (hei) slaves are worth more than us."

"Kunlun (hei) slaves' lives are precious, Kunlun (hei) slaves' lives are precious."

Wei Cha knew at a glance that his price might be too low and said: "It's easy to negotiate, easy to negotiate."

Everyone argued for a while, and finally the deal was settled for 3,000 Hong Kong dollars per bullet, and Wei Cha gave them a guarantee that they could join the newly established Folklore Section of the police, which would be considered a well-established organization. Unless they made principled mistakes, they would generally not be expelled.

And it doesn't matter if they take private jobs.

Then everyone started to consecrate and draw urns with enthusiasm, among which Uncle Ying was the most powerful. He could actually open ten boxes of bullets at a time using the consecration spell, and the success rate reached about 70%.

Although this consecration only temporarily gives the weapon the effect of injuring ghosts, it is not difficult to see that Uncle Ying's consecration spell has definitely reached the perfect level.

Lin Heng followed Uncle Ying and turned on the light. Suddenly Lin Heng saw something and quietly took those things down.

Uncle Ying looked at it, his eyelids narrowed, and he said: "Xiao Heng, be careful, don't make a mistake. Let's treat the whole village to a feast together."

"It's okay, Uncle Ying, you can come too."

Uncle Ying thought about it carefully, thought it made sense, and joined in. Uncle Ying directly picked the biggest thing, a rocket. The box Lin Heng took out was full of grenades and rockets.

Seeing that the thing he most wanted to consecrate was snatched away by Uncle Ying, Lin Heng curled his lips and whispered: "I don't want it in my mouth, but my body is still very honest, ha, man."

"What did you say?" Uncle Ying turned his head and stared at Lin Heng. Lin Heng was so shocked that he said, "I say, Uncle Ying is wise and powerful. Only this is worthy of your temperament."

Uncle Ying nodded with satisfaction and then left.

With everyone working overtime, they produced thousands of rounds of ammunition, dozens of grenades, and ten rockets.

Most of them were completed by Uncle Ying and Lin Heng. The rest of them didn't have much magic power, so they could only get out a few bullets. Some had to deal with more than a dozen. In fact, the most important thing was that their skills in consecrating spells and painting were far inferior.

Uncle Ying is far behind even compared to Lin Heng.

Slowly the sun sets, night falls, and suddenly the ghost world opens.

Countless ghosts appeared and they were strengthened, but the price was that they all lost their minds. They ran towards those living lives, they longed for blood and fresh meat.

When Wei Cha saw it, he shouted: "Shoot!"

Dozens of people were already prepared. They fired cross-fire. When encountering many ghosts, they directly threw grenades. Those ghosts were hit by the bright cinnabar-covered bullets and died immediately.

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, you helped xxx kill the wandering soul and gained 5 merits."

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, you helped xxx kill the evil ghost and earned 20 merits from your life."



Lin Heng looked happy. There were at least dozens of ghosts on the opposite side. He was going to take off this time!

However, before Lin Heng could be happy for a long time, Ge Shilong flew into the air and looked down at everyone. He raised his hand slightly, and all the bullets stopped, and all the ghosts stopped moving.

He said: "Everyone, life is short and your soul has soared. Why don't you try to become a ghost and live happily for hundreds of years? Let's build a world made of ghosts together, okay? There we will have no deception, no betrayal, no class, only

Is it good for the world to be equal between ghosts and ghosts?"

Ge Shilong's words were full of a strange bewitching power, and the policemen and monks with low moral standards all slowly fell into it.

Uncle Ying shouted loudly and said: "You fart, ghosts are ominous things that combine poverty, sorrow, decline, disaster, shame, misery, stink, pain, illness, and death. Being a ghost is doomed to a lifetime of misfortune, and it will also affect other people."

The most important thing is that becoming a ghost under you will only make you lose your mind and eventually become the nourishment of your ghost realm."

There was a trace of righteousness in Uncle Ying's words, which brought back all the rationality of those people.

Lin Heng found the opportunity, took out a rocket launcher, loaded the rocket he made, and shot into the soul, directly hitting Ge Shilong floating in the air.

The power of the explosion caught Ge Shilong off guard, and the huge impact knocked him to the ground. Although he was not injured, it left him in a state of embarrassment. The most cruel thing in Ge Shilong's life was when someone made him look embarrassed. He said:

"Since you are seeking death, I will help you! The evil boy is here!"

After Ge Shilong finished speaking, the two evil boys beside him quickly pounced on the crowd. The evil boys were extremely fast, and screams continued to be heard from the crowd. Upon seeing this, Uncle Ying threw a handful of red nets.

Directly trapping the two evil boys, Uncle Ying said: "You guys get out of here quickly, you can't participate in this place anymore."

After Uncle Ying finished speaking, he coughed violently, and those people ran away immediately. They all hated their parents for not giving them two more legs.

Lin Heng stepped forward and threw two Tao soldiers again. He asked the two Tao soldiers to deal with the evil boy. Then he said to Uncle Ying: "Uncle Ying, how is your health?"

Uncle Ying shook his head, pointed at those who were struggling, and said: "Don't worry about it for now, those two ghost boys are serious ghosts, and I won't be able to control them for long."

However, before Uncle Ying finished speaking, the evil boy broke out of the net and faced the Taoist soldiers directly. Ge Shilong leisurely flew over with his hands behind his back and said, "It seems that you all like to show off as heroes."

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