With a loud bang, the ground exploded.
Fang Zong was already used to this power and didn't care, but the speed when he took off still startled him.
Holy crap, that fast?
He had advanced to the second stage of the Technique level, and his strength had increased significantly, but now he seemed to have no weight. With a push from the reaction force, he landed under the helicopter.
With a slight movement of the teleportation spell, he was level with the helicopter, and through what appeared to be bulletproof glass windows, he smiled at Grand Eunuch Zhou Wu in the pilot's seat, revealing a set of small white teeth.
Then I reached out... and tore!
"Sizzle!"
The steel sheet was torn apart with a piercing sound.
Zhou Wu's face was already pale, and now it was even paler. He was a ghost, lacking such formidable physical strength, but he was confident in his manly spirit!
His double-barreled shotgun killed Japanese soldiers!
But...does it have to be this violent?
My old man's helicopter!
Is it really okay to tear apart an airplane by hand, which is more violent than using a double-barreled shotgun?
These young people nowadays...
Zhou Wu was completely bewildered, but he suddenly felt that if there were any men like Fang Zong among his descendants, even if they were only one-tenth of Fang Zong's, he could die with a smile on his face.
Now that I've become a ghost, I'm just so damn unwilling to accept it!
The unwilling eunuch was dragged back to the ground by Fang Zong.
Fang Zong brandished his magic blade, Shattering Stars, while the little yellow cat licked its paws on his shoulder.
On either side of the person and the cat, two plane wreckage fans crashed to the ground with a loud bang, exploding into huge fireworks.
Zhou Wu was shocked: "You want dried steamed buns?"
Fang Zongxiao asked, "Where did the helicopter come from?"
Zhou Wu glared at him angrily: "I used to be a man of status, so of course I needed a good vehicle when I went out. It's just a helicopter!"
"Alright, then I'll ask you another question." Fang Zong decisively drew his sword, placing the blade against the old man's neck. A strand of white hair fell onto the blade and was instantly severed into two tufts, a hair cut in two with a single blow.
Fang Zong asked, "Where did the money to buy the helicopters come from?"
"You dare question me with a knife?" Zhou Wu would rather die than submit.
Fang Zong pointed to his lips, "No, I asked with my mouth." As he spoke, he flicked his long sword and cut into half of the eunuch's neck, the sword's aura concealed.
Zhou Wu: "..."
Ghosts have a survival instinct, huh? Well, so do humans.
Zhou Wu answered decisively: "It was stolen!"
"Anything else?"
"Stolen!"
Fang Zong narrowed his eyes: "Have you harmed anyone?"
"Absolutely no innocent person was harmed!" Zhou Wu declared firmly, his final insistence.
"What a ghost!"
[He's a good guinea pig!]
Fang Zong felt that Zhou Wu was definitely the best test subject for taming ghosts, and he absolutely had to keep him and take good care of him. Giving Zhou Wu a hundred maids... well, he didn't need them.
He exclaimed in admiration, then smirked and said, "But for both robbery and theft, at the very least, you still have to pay a fine."
"Not going to jail, meow?" Hu Batian was surprised by Fang Zong's 'mercy'.
Fang Zong said with a righteous expression: "He can atone for his crimes by going to jail, but he must pay the fine!"
Tiger Overlord's cat eyes lit up: "One hundred billion!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Wu's anger flared up.
One hundred billion? Do you think I'm an ATM? Even ATMs don't have that much money!
A sinister gaze fixed on the little yellow cat, then it noticed the cat extend its claws. Its small body was incredibly cute, yet it exuded an extremely powerful and terrifying demonic aura, befitting a level three magic user.
Zhou Wu: "...{{{(@_amp;amp;amp;)}}}..."
Both parties were satisfied with the outcome of the 'discussion'.
For some unknown reason, Zhou Wu kept groaning, saying things like, "I'll never show off again," "Why do I need a carriage when I go out?" and "It's all ghosts now, why bother flying a helicopter?"
Moreover, his eyes were disheveled, his hair and beard were messy, and a kitten was crawling beside him.
Fang Zong ignored the ghost and the cat. He admired the heroic senior, but that didn't mean he could forgive the senior for being arrogant, pretentious, or taking things without asking.
If you make a mistake, you should admit it; if you get a beating, you should stand up straight. Seeing that the old man's attitude of correcting his mistake is good, let's let the family's dog play for three seconds less.
"How long are you planning to play?" Fang Zong asked.
"Wait until you get tired of playing with it, meow." Hu Batian said matter-of-factly.
Fang Zong: "Let's play for three seconds less and remove the last part."
The final step, of course, is to swallow it whole; that's how cats play with mice.
Fang Zong had already given a warning; now, he admired the vast expanse of dark clouds all around, a scene of countless gloomy dwellings.
As the saying goes, there are ghosts in extremely yin places!
Fang Zong walked around, admiring the various halls and memorial tablets, and discovered that they were all dedicated to the heroic spirits of the Republic of China era.
Although they were enemies, they also formed a unified anti-Japanese front. To this day, their contributions have not been erased, but their memorial tablets have been gathered together, like military memorial tablets, and placed in the same place.
A superior burial site, with thousands of rooms!
Fang Zong stood in front of a large table, which was densely packed with at least several thousand memorial tablets. He picked up a large incense stick, casually waved it, and the tip of the incense stick rubbed against the air, suddenly producing a roaring flame.
"Gentlemen, you have all sacrificed your lives for the country. Although I, Fang Zong, dare not say that I would not give up my life, I have fought countless times. Therefore, this time, I can only offer incense to you as a junior."
As he spoke, Fang Zong lit the large incense stick and picked up another one.
"With all your heroic spirits here, ordinary ghosts all hide away. I am disappointed, but I also admire your integrity in still protecting this region."
After two incense sticks burned in succession, a sudden gale arose, and the magnetic fields of countless heroic souls scattered.
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