When the guy ran backward, Yan Hua had already scanned around and saw the locations of all the cameras in the store. Then the Yuan Qi turned into a sharp blade and shot out "swhoosh".

Several "pa" sounds broken, and all cameras, including pinhole cameras, were all broken.

After doing all this, Yan Hua looked at the gray-haired boy: "Are you sure you can pretend?"

The gray-haired boy nodded: "No problem."

Yan Hua nodded: "Then you two pretend, let me leave the rest."

As he said that, Yan Hua had already stepped towards the back door and left the two behind him to quickly put all kinds of deadly antiques in their pockets on their waists.

This bag is not a soul-receiving bag, but a storage bag customized by the special case team from the Fengdu Foundry Bureau and approved the special case through the above approval.

The space inside is not large, just the size of half a classroom.

But now there are two such large bags, which are more than enough to hold all the antiques in this small store.

The two of them were collecting antiques quickly, and Yan Hua had already rushed in with a row of burly men walking in.

Obviously, all the surveillance monitors were smashed, making the person hiding behind unable to sit still.

However, the big man who came in was not enough to see it.

Just after he showed up, Yan Hua didn't even let anyone yell out the opening remarks, but he punched them out very neatly, and let them go wherever they came.

A row of burly men flew into the backyard one by one, and arhats were stacked.

Originally, a group of big men were beaten too hard and fainted when they flew in the air.

However, Yan Hua's obsessive-compulsive disorder was committed at this time, and he actually put a stack of people in the backyard.

With such a code, the one below was smashed heavily and it woke up in pain.

The one above fell too hard and woke up from pain.

So from the beginning to the end of the Arhats, those big men screamed like slaughtering pigs.

Yan Hua frowned in disgust, thinking that there were not as many big men calling him to kill pigs.

Those who don’t know would think that this was some kind of discordant movement that broke the little daisy, which led to the screaming so miserable?!

A group of big men flew away, and then a group of higher-ranking ones came.

The middle-aged and thin men walking in this row were about forty or fifty years old. When the Yuan Qi was circulating, the evil spirit was quite strong and the evil spirit soared into the sky.

Yan Hua frowned and looked at the eyes of the group of people carefully. Then he murmured as if he had expected it: "Living zombie puppet?"

Yan Hua was a little more serious. Those guys really created zombie puppets and asked these zombie puppets to practice the exorcist skills.

There was not a single living person standing in front of her and trying to tear her apart.

Just when I wanted to sigh that it was broad daylight, Yan Hua figured it out.

This is indoors. As long as the other party solves the puzzle as she wants, she will naturally think about how to use the zombie puppets more effectively so that they can come out to clear the scene in broad daylight.

Yan Hua remained calm and easily avoided the attacks of the living zombie puppets.

These zombie puppets look little different from those living people, and the only difference that can be seen is their eyes.

His eyes were dull and lifeless.

However, their bodies did not have death energy and their limbs were very soft, because their souls after death were sacrificed and sealed in their bodies.

To solve this group of living zombies, we must find a way to break the seal and release the dead soul.

If the dead souls do not come out, these living zombies are even more difficult to deal with than zombies.

Yan Hua suddenly took a step back and jumped onto a table that was emptied by a gray-haired boy. He suddenly grabbed a yellow-collar and threw it out. With a "pop", he stuck to the forehead of the puppet that was about to pull her off the table.

Black smoke whirred from the puppet's head, and a scream of extreme pain occurred in his mouth.

The movement caused the gray-haired boy and the yellow-haired girl to look at each other, thinking that the boss was murdering someone.

That sound is really too cunning.

As a result, the two of them couldn't help but widen their eyes when they saw it.

"Living zombie puppet?!"

"Orange peel?"

The two of them exclaimed in surprise.

The gray-haired boy could not help but be shocked when he saw the living zombie puppet.

The girl with yellow hair and ponytail was somewhat suspicious of her life and looked at the orange peel that was stuck on the forehead of the zombie puppet.

If she read it correctly, it was the sugar orange peel that the boss bought on the way, and the complete orange peel that the boss ate while eating.

She couldn't react a little: "Xiao Hui, you said, when will orange peels have such great power?"

The girl with yellow-haired ponytail was still mechanically pretending to be antiques in her hands, but her eyes were staring at Yan Hua's fight, especially her tightly staring at her shaking the orange peel.

The gray-haired boy could not express his surprise in words.

One is that the living zombie puppet, such a sinister thing, I didn’t expect that those bastards really dare to do it!

The second is the orange peel. When did the boss bring in? When did he draw runes on it?

The third is the orange peel talisman that replaces yellow paper with orange peel, which is actually more powerful than the yellow paper talisman?

Seeing the orange peels posted on the foreheads of the living zombies, screams soaring into the sky, the gray-haired boy seemed to suddenly realize it!

"By the way! The orange peel is more important than the yellow paper talisman. If you throw it out, you will be able to get the head full. Why didn't I expect it?"

The gray-haired boy sighed, and his hands didn't stop.

"As a matter of fact, the big boss is the big boss, the grand master level is the grand master level, and every move is light and easy to kill the enemy under the orange peel!"

The gray-haired boy shook his head and said something.

Then it seemed that I was greatly inspired by this, and the action of collecting antiques could not help but speed up, making it more quick.

The girl with yellow-haired ponytail was also stimulated by these words and came back to her senses. Her eyes were filled with complex emotions and murmured: "There is such an operation? It's like a joke. As expected, the boss is the boss and cannot be treated with common sense."

While muttering, she seemed to be unable to vent her impact, so she seemed to be competing with a gray-haired boy, and the speed of catching the antiques with both hands produced afterimages.

More than a dozen orange-skin talismans from Yan Hua solved a group of living zombies.

The room was filled with black smoke, forming a faint grey mist.

In the fog, dead souls all over the body floated out, floating in the air and stagnant, but black smoke continued to evaporate all over the body, with extremely rich ominousness.

This scene, which is no less than the end of the world, made Yan Hua frown slightly.

"No wonder Feng refused to accept the dead souls of the exorcist and half-demon."

Such a dead soul will only cause the underworld to be seriously polluted, the soul body cannot be purified, and it will not be possible to be reincarnated.

This collection is equivalent to collecting a nuclear pollution source and leaving it in Fengdu. If you don’t want to send it away, it may also pollute other dead souls and cause extremely serious consequences.

The dead souls in the underworld cannot be reborn, and the birth rate in the world is soaring again.

If the dead soul is insufficient, the reincarnated purified soul will be split and the soul body will be weak.

......

Such a vicious cycle, the soul cannot make ends meet, and children with various problems in the world are born, weak and sick, and young and premature death are all small things.
Chapter completed!