Chapter 277：

And this time...

Fortunately, it took countless hard work and ten years to cultivate new forces in the world of exorcism celestial masters.

I don’t know how much it will be wasted.

And this time, the incident is more troublesome than the Millennium Zombie.

I'm afraid...

Few people who went to participate were able to come back alive.

As a member of the National Security Bureau, Han Shan is naturally not afraid of death.

It's just that he has the strength of a second-level ghost exorcist, and he doesn't even have the qualification to participate in the death... !

And today, the task he received.

No matter what the cost is, you must also ask the Rune God to come out of the mountain!

"Fu Shen, don't be there."

Han Shan vigorously slapped the iron gate a few times.

The lives of hundreds of thousands of residents are at stake.

He also didn't care whether he would offend the superior and cause dissatisfaction with the seniors.

Even afterwards, he apologized with death and had to do so.

But no matter how loud he knocked on the iron door of the funeral shop.

Inside, there is still no response.

After a long time.

There was a voice coming from a long time.

"Wow, stop knocking, it makes me a headache, the owner is not here, and I will come again next time when shopping, and come again next time!"

Inside, the call of the red-billed parrot came.

The voice is high-pitched and very special.

When Han Shan heard this, he thought of the parrot that was enlightened by the **** of rune and possessed wisdom!

Hearing the absence of Fushen, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly asked.

"Senior is not here, where did you go! When will you come back?"

"I don't know, I don't know! I don't know!"

The red-billed parrot called out again.

"This is bad."

Han Shan exclaimed, his face panicked.

With Fushen shooting, he still feels that he can feel relieved.

Without the Rune God, wouldn't that Monster Slayer team really die!

Thinking about it, he quickly took out his cell phone and reported to foreign exchange.

...

At this time, the highway to the south of Haishi was completely blocked.

Every 100 meters, there are barriers and barriers.

At the same time, there are ten soldiers armed to the teeth, standing still like green pine.

His eyes are sharper, focusing on several directions.

With both hands, tense, holding the rifle tightly.

As long as there is an abnormal situation, you can shoot at any time!

And at the intersection out of the city.

There are many car owners who want to cross this road.

But they were all blocked by roadblocks.

And here, in order to maintain order, there are the most soldiers standing guard.

There are more than one hundred people!

Everyone is holding a loaded automatic rifle!

The muzzle was dark, giving people a burst of oozing oppression!

There were also five explosion-proof armored vehicles parked nearby.

Very deterrent!

There are also other community workers who guide everyone through other routes and detours.

Seeing such majesty, almost no one dares to touch this mold.

But there is always, not afraid of death.

I saw a man driving a small sports car and got out of the car with a selfie stick.

His face was full of impatience and an arrogant and domineering attitude.

"What power do you have to close the road? Ah, I'm going to the next city to participate in a million-fan anchor exchange meeting."

"I'm late, can you compensate me for the loss?"

He tugged at his narrow throat and called out.

It has attracted a lot of other car owners, who are onlookers.

"There are other routes that can be passed without much delay."

"Urgent task, please be considerate."

The two staff members hurriedly smiled and spoke politely.