Chapter 353 What kind of monsters are you?

The battle between the fields continues.

A fight at the Blood Robe level is full of dangers. Any random move may contain deadly murderous intent. There are shrill wails, crazy laughter, flying limbs and bodies, and terrifying resentment.

The sharp curses almost scared the group of evildoers silly.

They had never seen such a horrific battle. The blood-stained soldiers had their hands and feet broken, their bodies smashed into pieces, and then they crawled out of the pool of blood, which was even more terrifying.

The little girl swung the knife and cut off the centipede's hands and feet.

The crazy patient bit the monster in front of him bite by bite.

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"Retreat, retreat again!"

"Stay away..."

The group retreated from the gate of the ancestral hall in fear.

Jiang Chen also dragged the hammer over with some effort, looking like he was watching a show.

When looking at this man, the eyes of a group of handguns and evil spirits were full of curiosity. From the scenes just now, they knew for themselves that the reason these blood-clothed men saved them and their group was all because of him!

He is also a classmate of Zhao Qian, Yang Zhi and others.

He was so young and didn't look very strong. He could hardly drag a hammer, but he was able to command four such powerful blood-clothed figures. For a moment, his identity became mysterious in the eyes of these surviving ghost messengers.

Zhao Qian, Yang Zhi, and Zhao Xiaodong, who had experienced the ghost bite and was now slowly recovering, were so shocked that they were speechless.

Their impression of Jiang Chen still remains at Zheng's Villa.

That night, this man killed ghost after ghost with unparalleled skill. His strongest performance was even when he suppressed a terrifying half-step evil ghost.

After several people sealed the ghosts into their bodies and became Yin Messengers, they kept thinking that they must meet Jiang Chen after returning.

Although his strength is probably not as good as mine now.

As the person who saved them from despair that night, Jiang Chen still holds a great importance in their hearts. The three of them discussed that after becoming official ghost messengers and having certain resources in their hands, they must repay this old classmate.

And now.

As soon as the other party said this, the four terrifying blood-clothed figures attacked regardless of the consequences, willing to fight against the monster composed of seven blood-clothed figures.

This scene shocked the three of them so much that they were a little dazed.

"Jiang Chen, according to the news from the underworld, are you the master who came to rescue?" Zhao Xiaodong spoke weakly.

Jiang Chen nodded: "I did accept an emergency rescue mission just now, but I'm not a master. I'm just a temporary worker in the branch office, responsible for waking everyone up every day."

"If I must say, I'm in the security department, and the doorman is my boss."

Listen to this.

A group of evildoers were all shocked.

Oh my god!

Could it be that a security guard who guards the gate and wakes people up in the underworld has such terrifying power?

This is really a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are everywhere!

They were still confident in their own abilities, thinking that they could at least get a regular job after going to the branch. Who would have thought that a temporary worker would be so terrifying.

The waters of the underworld are too deep.

Zhao Xiaodong's eyes were even more meaningful: "No wonder even after I entered the Hell Training Camp, I never saw anyone as crazy as you."

"Jiang Chen, I see you're so strong, and since we're from the same school, I'll be grateful for your care in the future!"

In the eyes of others, security guards and temporary workers are equivalent to the bottom class.

But in Zhao Xiaodong's opinion, would such a formal department as the underworld easily recruit temporary workers? Unless the other party is enough to make the entire underworld branch pay full attention, then an exception can be made.