"Biga, I have something to tell you to do."

"Boss, what's the matter?"

"You go to the Metropolitan Police Department in person and release the zombies. It's time to start the action."

"yes!"

The entire building of the Xiangjiang Metropolitan Police Department building was pitch black and almost no one could see his fingers.

A wisp of blue smoke rose up, and the figure of Bijia appeared. Walking in the corridor, the sound of high heels falling to the ground was extremely clear in the quiet environment.

But at this moment, two figures suddenly rushed out of the dark shadow.

"Who are you?"

"court death!"

Bi Jia's eyes flashed with green light, and a cold snorted from his mouth. He saw a green light flashing by his palm, and two figures screamed in pain.

Two ghosts possessed by zombies disappeared in an instant!

When Bijia came to the hall, she found that the entire hall was overcrowded. It was estimated that there were hundreds of people, or to be precise, hundreds of zombies.

Like in the original work, Yamamoto turned all the police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department into zombies.

In order to prevent zombies from causing trouble, with the help of He Yingqiu, Ma Xiaoling and others used ghosts to possess them and controlled the zombies in the police station.

The task of Bijia coming to the Police Department is to break up the ghosts and let these zombies go out to bite people.

"roar!"

Bijia's eyes gradually turned yellow, showing a pair of fangs, and suddenly raised his head and roared.

The strong green light penetrated through the body. Under the illumination of the green light, the possessed ghosts melted like snow, and screamed in an instant. In a moment, all the ghosts were scattered!

After the ghosts died, Bega turned back to normal and his eyes swept at the zombies.

"Boss said, you can bite people at will. If you are happy, you will bite each one!"

"roar!"

The roar of zombies rang out of the police station, and hundreds of zombies rushed out of the police station and rushed towards the passing pedestrians.

In less than half an hour, tens of thousands of people were infected, like a terrible plague, sweeping across the Xiangjiang River in a short time, and the entire Xiangjiang River was in chaos.

In Sega Game Hall, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew, and a soul shadow appeared in the hall.

"A Sheng, what happened?"

"Uncle, a zombie went to the police hall to make trouble. Her brothers were beaten to death. If I hadn't escaped quickly when I saw the opportunity, I would have been shocked."

A ghost named Asheng has a flashing soul shadow, as if it will be extinguished at any time.

Asheng's condition is not good. Although he runs fast, he is still affected by Bijia's power. If he is not treated in time, he will probably lose his soul sooner or later.

"Uncle, those zombies have rushed out of the police hall. Now the streets are full of zombies. They pounce on them and bite them when they see people. I think they will come here sooner or later..."

"Don't say it now. I'll take some talismans to stabilize your injuries."

"Uncle, it's too late. I'm so seriously injured that I can't help you. You must avenge your brothers... and you must avenge your brothers..."

"A Sheng, A Sheng..."

A trace of sadness flashed in Uncle Qiu's eyes. He had been with those ghosts for many years, and those ghosts were considered friends, but now he could only watch them, and the ghosts were scattered and powerless.

"What should I do? I can't stay here and go to other places!"

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. There may be zombies outside. Who would like to die? "

"Uncle Qiu is right. Hundreds of zombies ran out of the police station. They bit people when they saw them on the street. I don't know what they were like outside."

"Even if I can't hold on, I still have authenticity here, don't worry, everyone!"

He Yingqiu comforted everyone, there was indeed an authentic tunnel under the game hall, which was a retreat he had dug in his early years. Unexpectedly, it finally came in handy today.

After He Yingqiu said that, he turned around and walked into the room. Now Yamamoto is crazy. He must find a way to stop him, otherwise the whole world will sooner or later become a purgatory on earth.

"Blood Angel..."

I saw He Yingqiu took out a red bottle from the drawer, which was the Blood Angel Potion he developed.

The Blood Angel was created by him by accident. If a zombie drinks it, it will greatly increase its strength, but its disadvantage is that it will lose its mind.

Just when He Yingqiu was studying the Blood Angel, Tang Ben Zhenwu walked into the room at some point.

"Uncle, we can't wait any longer. I want to ask you, why is the zombie rat so difficult to catch last time?"

"Do you know why zombies are addicted to sucking human blood? That's because when zombies suck human blood, they sucked away the energy and spirit. There is no such thing in the plasma in the hospital. Yamamoto is stronger than Kuang Tianyou because of this reason, so I tried to use the blood of wild beasts to create a blood angel. However, the development of the blood angel was not successful. Drinking it can greatly increase the strength of the zombies, but it will make the zombies become unreasonable..."

"Those mice are so beastly and become extremely powerful because they drink the blood angel?"

"Not only that, if you drink too much, you will lose your mind forever, and it is hopeless."

Domoto Shingo pondered for a moment, took out a few bottles of blood angels from the drawer, and carefully put them into his pocket.

"Uncle, let me try it. Now the zombies outside will rush in at any time. We have no time anymore. The only way now is to use the blood angel to deal with Yamamoto Ichiho. I will die with Yamamoto Ichiho before I lose my mind!"

"No, let's wait for Xiaoling to come back. As long as Xiaoling comes back, I will use the Dream Soul Magical Technique to bring Madonna's soul into reality. At that time, with two descendants of the Ma family, they will be able to work together to perform the Ma family's non-transmission secret formation. I believe it is enough to deal with Yamamoto Ichigo."

"It's hard to say whether they can come back. Do you want more people to die?"

"Maybe...we have a way..."

He Yingqiu suddenly remembered something. The Maoshan School has a mysterious method of asking for help. If it can invite the ancestor, with the great magic power of the ancestor, it would be difficult to eliminate those zombies?

When Tang Ben Zhenwu heard this, he asked quickly.

"What else can I do?"

"My Maoshan School has a mysterious method of asking for help, maybe we can give it a try."

Maoshan is best at controlling ghosts and exorcising evil spirits. Among them, controlling ghosts and exorcising ghosts has reached a state of superb level. Maoshan's magical technique is a proof.

It is rumored that Maoshan’s request for magical art was created by the founding ancestor Sanmao Zhenjun, and it was divided into the three Maos of the upper, middle and lower.

The art of lowering the grass can be used to ask the ghost immortal to be above the body, and the art of middleing the grass can be used to ask the holy spirit to possess it. The art of uppering the grass is a legendary existence. Only direct disciples can teach it, and can communicate with the ancestors of the Maoshan School of all dynasties.

Then He Yingqiu began to set up the altar, and first put three incense sticks on him. He saw him stepping on the seven-star steps and muttering to himself a spell.
Chapter completed!