It is hard to say which is stronger, which is between the Bagua Mirror handed down by the ancestor and the cloud pattern Yin-Yang Mirror in Uncle Feng’s hand.

But my junior brother used the gossip mirror to reflect the sunlight and shone on the demonic demon girl, which immediately made her scream at the top of her lungs and her body melted rapidly.

It takes about two or three breaths.

As everyone watched, Michiko, who was shrouded in golden light, stopped struggling, and her whole body was tightened, and a series of dazzling golden lights suddenly surged out of her body.

Then, it exploded with a scream, leaving only a layer of powder on the ground and a loose ninja suit.

at the same time.

There were dense sirens outside the villa, and there were helicopters hovering overhead and the movements made by the propellers.

"Such a big battle?" Meng Fan frowned.

Kim McGee, who gave the witch fatal damage, shook her head, not too happy, and sighed:

"It's about your own life. The senior management is worried about us, so it's normal for other departments to dispatch them."

That's right, but it's unpleasant.

At this time, the master spoke, "You two boys come here, my master has something to say."

Upon hearing this, Meng Fan and Jin Mackey pressed their minds and walked quickly to the elders.

"Did you realize that you are inadequate?" Uncle Feng looked solemn.

"Yes." The two of them pointed their heads.

"Do everything at hand as soon as possible and stay in Dongpingzhou for a short time."

Uncle Feng looked at Zhong Fabai and continued to say to the two brothers: "Brother Dao has agreed to pass on the Qimen Dunjia technique to you. Now ask the parties involved for their opinions."

"It's too late to get the guidance of my uncle." Meng Fan nodded hurriedly.

Only fools will refuse if they have the chance to become stronger!

After experiencing this, the two of them were too eager to become stronger.

Master and uncle stood in the yard without touching the witch. If they cast spells from a distance, they would beat him to survive and die.

And they fought with the half-dead demon, tried their best, and finally relied on the benefits of magic weapons and tacit cooperation to kill her.

In the middle, if there is a little accident, it will never be successful.

Zhong Fabai, who had always been furious, saw that the two of them were in a low mood, and then became gentle and encouraged:

"It's already very good that you can be like this for more than a month after you entered the Taoist dynasty."

"It is understandable to learn more skills and eliminate demons and demons, but don't be eager for quick success or short-term gains."

"That's right."

Uncle Feng nodded and smiled, "As your age, I can't even use thunder magic, and the Fire Cloud Curse is like the wind and cannot condense at all."

However, the harmonious atmosphere of master and apprenticeship was quickly interrupted, and the sound of shattering came from the roof.

Ropes fell down one by one.

Members of the Flying Tigers held submachine guns and blew their grenades high on their waists, and began to carry out rope-downs.

Meng Fan, who was already not very comfortable with the senior management, became even more unhappy when he saw himself and his elders being pointed at by dark guns.

"Put down the gun."

"Who is the commander of this operation? Why don't I know."

Although Meng Fan did not wear a police uniform that symbolized the identity of a senior inspector, his face was very recognizable inside, so the members of the Flying Tigers did as they did, pointing their guns down.

The leader said helplessly: "Meng Sir, there is no way, brothers are also following orders."

"Whose order?"

"Brother."

Seeing that the members of the Flying Tigers respected him so much, Meng Fan felt a little angry. He could only say that the senior management was too afraid of death. The former No. 1 brother left them too much psychological shadow, and he was worried that the ghost-catching troops would not be able to destroy the Jiuju faction, so he sneaked.

Another arrangement was made.

So what are the special ghost-catching troops?

Just ask local police stations to cooperate with the Flying Tigers and use guns to deal with supernatural incidents!

"The witch is dead, go out with me."

As he said that, Meng Fan turned around and left.

On the way, I continued to talk to my master and my master about my own feelings and doubts.

"We were able to come in easily because we found the Shengmen of the formation."

"Uncle Feng, what is Shengmen?"

"that is……"

As the group of four people walked away, the members of the Flying Tigers looked at each other. As long as they were not blind and their ears were not deaf, they could know that Meng Sir was angry.

They can understand this too.

When performing a task, it is not a big deal to declare a joint action in advance, and it is not a big deal to take the lead. If one person acts alone, kills his life and death, suddenly members of other departments come out to grab the life, how can he think?

"What are you doing while standing there, leaving two people to take photos of the scene."

The team leader sighed: "The others followed Inspector Meng."

How will the first brother deal with it?

Money, power.

At the entrance of the villa, there are usually rare white shirts gathered, and the heraldic emblems on the shoulders are more complicated than the other, and the number is more than the other.

"Brother, it's hard to do."

"No, no, no, the witch has died to the point of being left with only ashes, it's Meng Sir..."

Listening to the reminder from the Flying Tigers team commander in the headset, the number one of the police station led everyone to stand straight. Seeing Meng Fan and others coming out, they saluted immediately and said with a smile:

"Thanks for your hard work."

Don't hit people with a smile.

Meng Fan and Jin Mackey immediately returned the gift.

Especially Kim McGee, the discomfort in her heart disappeared immediately. In the past, she always saluted the high ranks. Who can be bigger than the number one in the entire police industry?

This high-standard etiquette is a complete recognition of the achievements of their group!

Dasha realized it later and followed him to salute.

Not long.

Everyone put their hands down.

The rewards of merits and practices are here.

"This is a promotion book. Actually, I have signed it a long time ago. Let's take it and take a look."

The paper engraved with steel seals and patterns painted around it was handed to Meng Fan.

General Inspector?

Three flowers.

There is no gap in the epaulette and it is filled with flowers.

In addition, Meng Fan also saw a check in the middle of the promotion book.

One zero.

Two zeros.

...

Five zeros.

800,000 Hong Kong dollars.

With the bonus and salary I saved before, I can buy a villa.

settle!

Thinking of this, all the resentment in Meng Fan's heart disappeared.

The same is true for Kim McGee. She doesn’t need to be an intern and directly has a senior inspector and gets a bonus of 500,000.

Only the big fool is so stupid that the first brother can't see the way clearly.

Are you still not satisfied with the fact that you jumped from the sheriff to the police station sheriff and promoted to an intern inspector and received a bonus of 300,000?

He stared at Dasha's scarred face for a while. The first brother felt that he was probably suffering from severe injuries and could not make a happy expression.

All I can say is half guessed.

Although it was a joy to be promoted, Dasha felt sore all over. If he hadn't been swearing at Billy's ashes and relieved his resentment, he might have been stern now.

As for the money...

He had prepared nearly one million US dollars to buy counterfeit banknotes, and he was not short of this.

"Teacher, two masters."

The first brother deliberately revealed that Uncle Feng is actually a policeman. It was obvious that Superintendent Ashin made a report and took a different approach:
Chapter completed!