Chapter 150 The Exorcist

"How dare you block my way! Are you tired of living..." Zhang Bowen's hands were stained with each other's blood and walked forward with a ferocious smile.

Everyone behind was stunned. The man hardly paid attention to them and didn't even bother to kill them.

"Report, we failed, Colonel Miki..." The remaining attackers replied in frustration, but Naomasa, who was in command at the New Tokyo headquarters, was not surprised.

"Follow him, but don't provoke him!" Aomori Naomasa put one hand on his forehead: Pan Hongsheng, a villain, actually sent a mad dog like Zhang Bowen... This is troublesome!

A series of strange events on the other side of the ocean, Aomori Naomasa received news early in the morning.

Zhang Bowen can even kill void creatures. Who else can stop it?

The last time he confronted Pan Hongsheng, he suffered a lot. At this moment, he faced Zhang Bowen, who was dozens of times stronger and more violent than before... He could only pick up the phone and give a showdown to his backstage boss.

"Hello? Mr. Smith? First of all, I would like to thank you for saving me from the dungeon, but I still want to explain one thing. If you ask me to deal with Pan Hongsheng, you have to give me the corresponding support. I take a great risk to fight against that villain. Should you come in person?"

"It's not convenient for me to show up now. Geis is staring at us. If he is found now, he will definitely die! Be sure to hold on! Hold on until I get over Gace!" The old voice on the phone seemed to be very anxious: "We must survive this most difficult time so that we can live a good life!" Otherwise, it will be finished!"

Hmm, don't be a bad word!

Aomori Naomasa is not angry, but he can't say anything.

After all, he rescued himself from the dungeon and helped him take revenge. In this case, it is difficult for him to refuse the other party's request.

In the face of Zhang Bowen, who killed like a monster on his own territory, he could only watch.

Zhang Bowen is as leisurely as a sightseeing tour. He broke through the entrances of the Black Dragon Club in a limited time and finally entered the largest Fukuze Taoist temple.

The guards outside the Fukuzawa Dojo flew in and smashed heavily on the wooden ground of the Dojo.

Zhang Bowen walked in slowly, and the dirty leather shoes left clear footprints on the mirror-like floor of the dojo.

"When you enter the dojo, you must take off your shoes!"

An old man with a white beard shouted seriously with a wooden sword in his hand, "Take off your shoes!"

Zhang Bowen smiled, and he suddenly raised his foot! A leather shoe is like a meteor, slamming on each other's face!

Leather shoes seem to be integrated into one on the face of the old man with white beard.

The old man fell down and maintained the posture of holding the sword.

"Ah! The head teacher!" Those swordsmen who held a knife with bare feet were so scared that they retreated. They never thought that the second person in the Fuze Taoist temple would fall down like this.

The other party didn't even use a little finger, just lost a shoe.

"I never take off my shoes, but you are an old man, give you some face!" Zhang Bowen picked up the bloody leather shoes on the ground with a ferocious smile. Seeing that the leather shoes had been deformed and damaged, he frowned slightly and turned his head to stare at the many policemen who surrounded him.

His eyes were fixed on one of them, whose leather shoes were bright and new.

Zhang Bowen stretched out a little finger and gently hooked it.

The Japanese policeman looked around in panic. The fear greatly increased his comprehension ability. He immediately sat on the ground and took off a pair of shoes.

Zhang Bowen smiled and walked over and grabbed the shoes: "Nanny! It's useless for you to give me one!? Can you still wear one of the shoes?

Changing into a pair of brand-new shiny leather shoes, he walked out of the dojo with satisfaction.

Take out a map given to him by Pan Hongsheng and cross out the symbol marked "Fukze Taoist Farm".

"It's all left..." Zhang Bowen stretched out boredly and looked up at the Empire State Building in Tokyo not far away.

This used to be a totem of the spirit of militarism, but it was immediately abandoned after the baptism of the nuclear bomb of the Americans in World War II, and the power of destroying corruption eliminated all arrogance.

Zhang Bowen walked slowly on the street, and there were constantly girls in cool clothes to talk to him: "Huizi Sake House, a big reward! Now let's see that there are also servants pretending to be waitresses to accompany the wine all the way..."

This situation is very common, because these Japanese female students in school are used to using this way to earn extra money to buy expensive cosmetics and clothing.

Zhang Bowen refused them with a smile and walked towards the Empire State Building.

Along the way, the policemen just followed and dared not approach.

It seems that they all expected Ultraman to save the scene, but Ultraman did not come, but the city explosion-proof armored vehicles of the Self-Defense Forces.

Obviously, Zhang Bowen didn't pay attention to this situation. He swaggered through the market happily under the call of a beautiful woman.

After all, the Self-Defense Force is very elite in equipment training. Seeing that Zhang Bowen has gradually moved away from the crowd, he quietly bolted down the weapon, and the black hole gun pointed at Zhang Bowen.

"This is a foreigner. Do you need to ask the General Police Department?" Koji Matsuyama, the captain of the Self-Defense Force, is a little worried, because recently, the relations between neighboring countries are very rigid to their own countries, and every move at this time seems to be likely to cause international disputes.

"But captain, he has broken into four institutions and injured dozens of people! If such a dangerous person is not killed immediately, the media will be excited!" The deputy captain whispered in his ear, "Now is not the time to be indecisive!" The media has arrived. If we don't take measures at this time... we will be in big trouble!"

Koji Matsuyama gritted his teeth and stared: "Shoot!"

The firearms of these self-defense force urban riot teams are all silent, and there is no sound at all when shooting.

Zhang Bowen did not move his nest. Under the shooting of bullets, he still maintained that careless posture.

The people in the Self-Defense Forces were dumbfounded and looked at the guns in their hands in disbelief: Did they load the wrong rubber bullets?

This situation lasted less than a few minutes, because the cigarette butt in Zhang Bowen's hand was broken.

He immediately turned his face. This was a murderous and green face!

"Looking for death? I smoked the Yellow Crane Tower!"

In Zhang Bowen's roar, the armored vehicles and soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces turned upside down, and the whole streets of Tokyo were in chaos, but those people seemed to be used to dealing with this situation. Perhaps they were often threatened by earthquakes. They all squatted down calmly and then evacuated quietly.

Zhang Bowen's anger did not go out because of this. He saw the weapons scattered on the ground and picked them up curiously...

This individual rocket launcher has turned on the attack mode, and inadvertently, a shell roared and went out!

"Boom!" The Empire State Building not far away was blown up in an instant, and the stone fell down.

Fun! It's so fun!

Zhang Bowen was interested, picked up all kinds of weapons and greeted him in the direction of the Empire State Building. Suddenly, he saw a thin figure in the smoke coming towards him. He was immediately stunned: At this time, these cowards avoided it. How could anyone come up to die?

I saw an old man in a bamboo hat and a monk's clothes, slowly walking towards him with a wooden stick...

This man seemed to be a blind man. He couldn't see the stones and flame dregs falling around him. Suddenly, he stopped because Zhang Bowen was in front of him.

"Old man, don't you think you're going in the wrong direction?" Zhang Bowen smiled ferociously: "I won't kill the old man, but maybe I will change my mind later... So please disappear in front of my eyes before I change my mind, immediately!"

"It's a coincidence that I didn't break into it randomly. You seem to have something unusual, don't you?" The old man raised his head, and that face made Zhang Bowen's body tremble!

This look... Why are you so familiar with it?

Why does the man look like an old monk who sealed himself in those years?

"We exorcists all have only one common purpose!" The old man smiled, and his eyes faintly shone with a faint blue light: "What's on your body seems to belong to this world!"

"Bastard!" Zhang Bowen has a subtle agreement with the blood demon in his body.

At this time, the blood demon has lost his memory, and his madness has greatly increased, but he can't fully control Zhang Bowen's body, and Zhang Bowen is also in the same situation.

So there is a self-evident agreement between the two. The blood demon doesn't care about helping Zhang Bowen hit anyone, because he uses his body, and in exchange, Zhang Bowen naturally needs to help the other party to deal with these unnecessary troubles.

"I warn you, old man! Although Brother Sheng told me not to kill innocent people indiscriminately before he came, if you hindered me, Xiu blamed me for being rude!" The blood in Zhang Bowen's eyes appeared, and his fists clenched, "Are you really not afraid of death?"

"The exorcist is to exorcise things that should not belong to this world!" The old man Dou Li sneered, "You should know what's on you!" It's rare to coexist with evil spirits like this! But it is by no means a long-term solution! What should he do if he loses control? The world will suffer a great disaster!"

"Fuck you!" Zhang Bowen spat impatiently: "Why do I look down on you who love to pretend to be fraternity and talk about the truth? I would like to ask you, don't these so-called evil spirits in your mouth have life and your own ideas? Why do you say that you want to destroy them?

"Huh! There is no ri about right and wrong! No need to say more!"

The old man with a bamboo hat suddenly shook the wooden stick in his hand, and the earth suddenly began to shake it!

"Gulu! Gollum!"

A column of water suddenly spewed out from the ground, almost rushing Zhang Bowen into the air!

Zhang Bowen hurriedly dodged left and right, but was still hit by a column of water suddenly emerging under his feet and rolled into the air!