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Chapter 218: The Ghost School Incident [Second Update]

As soon as the people upstairs rushed downstairs, they saw the red-gold dragon in Jiang Ming's palm, circling and rushing, and then landed on the body of the red-clothed fire ghost.

The collision of the most rigid and yang with the most yin and soft.

"Chi chi chi——"

"what--"

The red-clothed fire ghost also sensed the danger and screamed. Pale green flames spurted out of his nine orifices and enveloped the red-gold dragon.

"boom!"

In the end, Jiang Ming's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was more powerful. After shrinking a circle, it became more than ten meters long and as thick as a bucket, and hit the red-clothed fire ghost.

"Oh!"

The red-clothed fire ghost was torn into pieces, and the pieces of his body fell all over the ground.

"Beat him to death?"

Upstairs, Azhi, Yunyun, Alian, Meiyi, and Azhi were all extremely surprised when they saw this scene.

As for Uncle Feng, Doctor Lin, Old Man Lin, and Chen Fusheng, they had already sensed that an evil spirit was coming upstairs, so they naturally went upstairs.

And at the same time!
The red-clothed fire ghost that was torn into pieces let out bursts of piercing laughter, and flames burned on every part of his body. The next moment, they merged together directly.

It was interesting that he appeared in front of Jiang Ming intact. However, resurrection came at a price.

"The mighty Tianlong."

Jiang Ming was already prepared. He raised his right hand, bent his left leg slightly, bent his right arm inward, drew a circle with his right palm, and pushed outward with a whoosh. Along with a loud dragon roar, a dragon that was twenty-two meters long and as thick as a tree that an adult could hug, came up with its fangs and claws bared, coiled and surged out from his palm.

"what--"

The evil ghost screamed again, and the pale green flame surged, but not as much as before, and became much thinner.

In an instant, the surrounding pale green flames seemed to be illuminated by the light of the red-gold dragon. The gloom and fear in everyone's heart disappeared under the dragon's roar, the moment this sacred red-gold dragon appeared.

boom!
The evil ghost was hit again, and this time it became even more broken into pieces, with pieces of fire burning on its body, trying to piece together bit by bit.

This time, Jiang Ming will not give him any chance.

He raised the middle finger and the Yang Finger of each hand, and with a whoosh, a series of red-gold beams, like laser guns, blasted the pieces of meat into powder.

As forty-three streams of cold air entered Jiang Ming's body, he was still very satisfied. He was worthy of being the Red Fire Ghost.

Jiang Ming felt that if this ghost thing was given time to grow, it would probably turn into a green-captured evil spirit like the old corpse Chu Renmei in the mountain village.

At that time, the Green Fire Ghost would be a nightmare. In the more ancient Liao Zhai period, it would also be a rare evil ghost and could definitely become a lawless ghost king.

At this moment!
Another four streams of cold air entered Jiang Ming's left wrist.

It was obvious that it was Mr. Lin who completed the kill in the first time.

Next is Uncle Feng, he has a Tai Chi jade pendant that can increase his magic power, and also has four wisps of cold air.

The next one was A Che. This time, he was possessed by the spiritual aura of the Monkey King. After playing for a while, he killed the evil ghost, allowing Jiang Ming to obtain three wisps of cold air.

Finally, Grandpa Lin also killed the weakest black shadow ghost he chose, allowing Jiang Ming to obtain two wisps of cold air.

In other words, Jiang Ming received a total of fifty-five wisps of cold air tonight.

Jiang Ming took the opportunity to take a closer look and found that he had actually obtained fifty-four enhancement points and a rare treasure chest.

Why is it rare? Because when Jiang Ming saw this treasure chest, the word "rare" automatically appeared in his mind.

Otherwise, all the treasure chests would look exactly the same and he wouldn't be able to tell them apart.

Now, Jiang Ming has a total of ninety-seven enhancement points, eleven ordinary treasure chests, and one rare treasure chest.

Jiang Ming decided to try it out in a while to see what the rare treasure chest was. Logically speaking, it wouldn't be a ghost for him, right?

And upstairs, everyone was amazed when they saw Jiang Ming, especially the three girls who liked Jiang Ming. If it weren't for the elders watching them, they would have rushed over impatiently.

"Ah Ming, thank you for saving my life. I have no way to repay you, so I can only let you, Uncle Chen, repay you."

At this moment, Meiyi spoke with lingering fear.

The pale green flames came towards her and she thought she was going to die. However, a red light appeared and Jiang Ming stood in front of her and saved her.

"We're all family, you're welcome."

Jiang Ming immediately spoke politely.

Today, Doctor Lin came here to check the talent of A Che. Not only does he have a second-grade spiritual root, but he is also born with golden bones, which are also called immortal bones after beautification.

This is the natural physique for practicing divine arts. Even Grandpa Lin and Uncle Feng were amazed.

Unfortunately, Ah Che, at the age of 26, is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, which is a bit of a waste of talent. Logically, if he works harder, he should at least be at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

What's more, his practice of magic is only half-baked.

However, later on, Mr. Lin decided to stay at Chen Fusheng's house for two months, mainly to teach A Che.

This time, Mr. Lin came with the spirit tablet of his first wife and junior sister, so he can worship them at any time.

Jiang Ming had done him a favor, whether it was saving his life or helping him earn more than 2 million Hong Kong dollars. Even if he took out more than 1 million and exchanged it for mainland money, it would be considered helping his children and making their lives easier.

Under normal circumstances, if ordinary people have sufficient finances, their lives will be easier and there will be fewer quarrels over money and food.

When they parted, Uncle Feng naturally told Jiang Ming to report tomorrow and prepare to start training. However, this matter changed because of another incident.

It's about nine o'clock in the evening.

After Jiang Ming sent everyone back to Dr. Lin's residence and the three girls back to his own place, he received another call.

The person who called was actually Jin McGee.

"Brother Ming, there's trouble. A zombie has sneaked into our police station again. I don't know what's going on, but a colleague has been bitten. Come here quickly."

Jin McKee also felt that he was extremely unlucky. Why was the Gyro Bay Police Station so haunted?
"Don't worry, I'll be there soon."

Jiang Ming hugged Yunyun and kissed her red lips. This girl would get excited when she was aroused, but after practicing, she could barely suppress her desire.

Jiang Ming also discovered one thing, that is, Yunyun's mental power, even without any practice, was already comparable to the great achievement of meditation.

It's just that it's very scattered and she doesn't know how to use it.

Originally, Jiang Ming wanted Yunyun to practice some Buddhist techniques, but Uncle Feng disagreed. He said that Maoshan also had similar techniques, and he would teach them to Yunyun.

Now it seems that Yunyun has gradually been able to control her own mental power.

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Half an hour ago!
Conference room at Causeway Bay Police Station.

There was clearly a sign there with big red letters saying "No Smoking" on it.

However, the conference room was now filled with smoke and noise.

Just during these two days, thirty Flying Tiger members simply disappeared from a nearby Flying Tiger temporary training camp.

As the saying goes, you can't see the person when he passes away, and you can't see the body when he dies.

Those who came here were some big shots from Causeway Bay, including successful people such as the tax bureau, funeral home, the chief of Causeway Bay Police Station, investors of major barber shops, etc.

"I think if we continue arguing like this, we'll get our butts swollen and there won't be any results. Let's do this, everyone take turns to express their opinions, and I'll listen and see who makes the right point."

At this moment, an old lady sitting in the main seat took off her high heels and knocked on the table, making a "dong dong" sound, attracting everyone's attention, and then she spoke.

The old lady looks like Luang Pu, but she looks like Luang Pu in his forties.

Hearing this, the chief of Causeway Bay Police Station silently made up his mind to say less to avoid trouble.

But he knew that this time the incident had become a big deal and the Causeway Bay Police Station could no longer suppress it.

"I don't understand what our barber industry has to do with this incident. Even if there are gangsters and terrorists, it should be the police's business. Also, what exactly is this zombie club? Is it a literal meaning or a synonym?"

At the first moment, Acha stood up and expressed his opinion. He really didn't know the inside story.

"It seems that you really don't know anything. This time, the full name of the meeting we are holding is the Zombie Cleanup Meeting."

Someone spoke.

"Yes, I think so too. Cleaning the body is the job of the funeral home. Whether he is a stiff corpse or a limp corpse, the coffin is a mess."

Someone else spoke up.

"I think that coming to this meeting is a complete waste of taxpayers' money. The teacher said that our IRS has nothing to do with anything except tax inspection, tax collection, and tax collection. As for your Zombie Association, if you must be held responsible, when I came here, our director has already instructed that even angry people have to pay taxes. If there really are zombies, tell me and I will issue them a tax bill. Zombies can't even think of evading taxes."

Another guy in a suit and tie who looked like Captain Lu stood up and said with a smile.

The Chief of Wan Chai District Police Station was stunned. These people were really crazy.

Do they think this zombie extermination convention is a joke?

Several people have been bitten.

Moreover, a unit of the Flying Tigers also disappeared.

"Zombies pay taxes. Even if they pay taxes, do you still want to protect them?"

The police chief was furious.

"Of course. As long as zombies are willing to pay taxes, we will not only protect them, but also grant them their due rights, including the right to vote and recall, and the right to freedom in life."

The person from the tax bureau immediately spoke righteously.

This time, the police chief was completely furious and thought that this guy was talking nonsense.

He finally couldn't help but say more.

Finally, he got himself into a dilemma and said, "This kind of thing should be the responsibility of the police station."

And no one in the meeting room noticed that a female police officer came in to pour tea and took the opportunity to bite Acha directly.

Moreover, he also replaced everyone's tea with blood water, thinking that what these people said made a lot of sense.

The female corpse demon agreed with this matter and gave these people rewards, letting them taste the blood.

Someone took a sip of coffee and felt something was wrong. "Why does the coffee in your police station taste weird?"

"Yeah, don't you think that the coffee tonight tastes a bit salty and fishy?"

The lady MP sitting in the main seat also spoke.

When they spoke, their lips and teeth were all bloody red, looking weird and scary.

(End of this chapter)