Spiritual History of Manchuria

Chapter 72 Stars (Finale)

Qin Zhong has heard the instantaneous change in Hu Dajun's face, and his father has also been asking him for old accounts. This kind of old debts seem to be nowhere to check, but now he can be directly destroyed by domestic spies just by covering up international spies, although he is the head of the military information office in the army.

In the woods, Qin Zhong's father pointed to Hu Dajun: "I didn't expect you to finally reveal your truth today. This guy is a person closely watched by the National Security Bureau. I'm afraid it's hard to be taken away by you like this, right?"

"Well, our military information office wants to ask him some important things. If the military affairs are delayed because of your reasons, I think you can afford it."

"Don't hesitate to say that your information has been filed in our files. Don't say that. Even if you change your face again, I will have to tear your face and let you reveal your original face. Humph, today I see that you really can't escape the responsibility of history. Now that you hand over that person, I can see it from us. After so many years of friendship, I will let you go. As long as you don't do it again in the future, I will keep you safe.

Qin Zhong's father's energy looks very powerful. His body seems to have been shaking. When his words fall, his whole body is golden, and staring at the past seems to be a little dazzling.

Hu Dajun grinned and grabbed the little devil with one arm: "Is this the man? Haha, if you have the ability, come and get it today. I don't believe that you are not afraid of bullets. I'll wait for you in that car. The person who can cross my wall is yours.

Qin Zhong saw that Hu Dajun's face was a little strange. He knew that there seemed to be something wrong with this guy. It was definitely not so simple to use the human wall to cover Qin Zhong's father. He should find an opportunity to send this person away or kill him directly.

"Dad, you can't stand it yourself. I'll help you."

"No, your father's golden light body can't even stop a bullet. You can find a way around and be careful that this guy runs away with that man. Go quickly."

Qin Zhong looked back at Han Jun and said, "Uncle Han, you have a touchdown with Yingzi outside. Once this guy really brings people back to kill, we really have no way back."

"Don't worry, I'll bring my friend to help. Chen Mu and Mona will go to the other end to pray for the Bible. Don't worry."

"Okay, rich man, I went to the battlefield with my brother today. Because my father is here, we have to clean up that guy. In front of national honor, he is a bullshit." Qin Zhong said, his eyes suddenly condensed, and his body was suddenly shrouded in white air. From time to time, he made an intertwined and creaking sound in the air: "Look at my Haoran righteousness, haha, I must rush up today."

Qin Zhong said and patted Guo Dafu: "You follow me and be careful that guy uses a gun."

"Dear soldiers, come on. I'll tell you first that that person is a hidden danger of national security. You are helping that guy now. I think you will also be traitors."

"Sir, I also want to tell you that we soldiers obey orders as our vocation, so I can't listen to you, but I also want to advise you that if you retreat now, we will never embarrass you. If you still insist here, don't blame me for being rude." Those soldiers shouted.

Qin Zhong's father raised the corners of his mouth slightly and sighed, "It's a pity to be young."

"Then let's get started." The soldier said.

Qin Zhong's father was like a feather. He approached gently and slowly crossed the side of the soldiers. Looking at the golden light on his body, each light was like a sharp steel knife. Wherever he passed, the soldiers standing there would be cut off by the throat by the golden light, and the blood instantly stained the grassland in the forest. .

"What?" Several soldiers have been dumbfounded. They can't believe what happened in front of their eyes. The people in the front row had such amazing consequences.

"Let me ask you again, you can return it now. If you don't return it, you will be the same as them." Qin Zhong's father looked serious.

Qin Zhong and Guo Dafu are going around the back from the other side to prepare to attack the Hu army.

On Qin Zhong's father's side, the crazy gunfire has begun. After the bullet passed through Qin Zhong's father's body, there was no feeling. Only a gun eye appeared on his body and then it became automatically restored.

"Impossible, how can there be such a person." There was a great chaos among the soldiers.

Qin Zhong's father was furious in an instant, and the golden light of his body stretched out again. He quickly rushed through the soldiers. When these soldiers were still deposited in panic, Qin Zhong had passed through the team of these soldiers, and more than a dozen of these soldiers fell to the ground in an instant.

"Hu Dajun, get up for me." Qin Zhong's father shouted.

At this time, Qin Zhong had rushed to the back of Hu Dajun's car and saw that Hu Dajun actually pulled the little devil out of the car to escape.

" coward, I see where you're going." At this moment, the whole forest suddenly became dark, and the stars in the sky were teetering in the air. Qin Zhong's father chased Hu Dajun crazily.

Qin Zhong shouted in a low voice, "Dad, I'll deal with this guy. I'll see if he can run out of me to design a big array for him." Just as Qin Zhong finished speaking, he suddenly found that a light spot appeared in the starry sky of the black hole. A person came out of the light spot, holding a white puppet in his hand and kept saying something.

"Big boss, that man?" Guo Dafu looked a little nervous.

Qin Zhong's face was stunned: "Who is this? There is such a big energy to get into here, that puppet..." Qin Zhong suddenly had a feeling of sudden realization: "That's a meditation ghost doll in oriental ghost art."

"What? Ghost doll? What is that?" Guo Dafu is puzzled.

Qin Zhong was about to rush over when his father shouted, "Ghost doll, haha, your people are finally here, and I will fight with you today."

Looking at Qin Zhong's father's crazy speed, he has drifted and suddenly rushed over. The golden light all over his body has burst out of great energy at this moment. The golden light seems to burst into a strong halo in mid-air, like a kind of energy mass, like a comet, crossing the brilliant starry sky.

When Qin Zhong's father hit the ghost doll, the golden light and the ghost doll seemed to have no feelings for each other, but there was a super sound. The person holding the ghost doll in his hand didn't seem to have anything, and Qin Zhong's father was instantly repelled, rolled a few rolls on the ground, and looked at the person holding the doll in his hand with a stunned face. "Master Ghost Puppet?"

"I'm the one who came to pick me up. I hope you don't go against us. This person is not my person. You can deal with it at will." The man with the puppet pointed to Hu Dajun and laughed, "We also look down on those who can betray their motherland."

Hu Dajun suddenly became pale and bitter, and seemed to cry: "I have been hiding for you for decades. You took my wife and daughter away, and you actually talked to me like this today. I hahaha!" Hu Dajun was crazy. He was depressed and in pain. It was not a human matter inside and outside. No one would be in a good mood.

"In that case, I will kill the person you want, hahaha." Hu Dajun was also crazy. He pulled the little devil who was no longer like a person and choked his throat with one hand: "Go to hell!" Hu Dajun cut the little devil's throat. At this moment, the little devil's body suddenly exploded strongly, shaking Hu Dajun's arm away.

Qin Zhong's forehead oozed a little cold sweat, because he saw Hu Dajun in the air, which was smashed by the black light emitted by the ghost occasionally. The meat was scattered on the ground, and his soul was sucked into the body by the ghost doll, and the ghost doll instantly expanded again and became the size of a human.

"Since you killed my people, I won't be kind to you and put any big battle outside. I think it's just bullshit." The man holding the puppet finally showed his face. On his vicissitudes of life and his long hair, he suddenly jumped high and got into the ghost doll. The whole ghost doll seemed to have become a vital thing, floating in mid-air. A dark air mask appeared on the white body and rushed madly to Qin Zhonglao. Dad's side.

Qin Zhong shouted, "Dad, be careful."

"You are no match for him. Run away and go back and tell the old ghost that we have failed."

"Haha, old ghost, go to hell."

Qin Zhong was entangled. Haoran in his body told him to run again in righteousness. His anger was erupting. Guo Dafu turned out a statue from behind him: "The eight-armed demon king, the boss may help you with it."

"Haha, good brother, thanks to your heart, my father has hit him once, and he must not be hit again this time." Qin Zhong hugged the statue, rushed out crazily, and stopped the ghost on the way. A huge loud noise shook in the woods, and the stars in the array seemed to shine crazily and crumble at this moment.

Qin Zhong's father was stunned. He looked closely at the bursting place. The ghost old man had disappeared. Qin Zhong was afraid of being on the ground and could not move. When Guo Dafu was about to come to Qin Zhong, he suddenly found that Qin Zhong's body began to emit waves of white light and gradually opened. At the beginning of feathering, his body gradually turned into a grain of light, rising with the wind in the woods.

The stars in the sky became surprisingly shining in the darkness in the array, and after Qin Zhong's light spots rose to the night sky, they slowly condensed into a shining star. The light of the stars shone in the woods, and the statue of the eight-armed demon king fell from mid-air in an instant and fell to the ground with a loud sound.

The wind seems to become warmer, and the people in the woods are sad and painful, but there is a kind of loss...

How many years later, there was a person in the Justice Hall who was very similar to Qin Zhong, not only talking, but also acting...