Chapter 150: Qin Lao's Feelings

Holding the black nail in his hand, Fang Shiming activated the trump card handed to him by the headquarters.

Just listen to the sound of 'whoosh',

A black light flew out of his hand and stabbed Ye Zhen's chest.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Ye Zhen did not flinch, and hit Fang Shiming with his fist.

Almost at the same time, both attacks fell on each other.

Ye Zhen, who was nailed by the coffin nails, felt weak all over and fell to the ground. The supernatural power on his body was like snowflakes under the scorching sun, disappearing without a trace in an instant. Ye Zhen only felt as if he had fallen into an endless abyss. Everything in front of him All became dark.

Fang Shiming on the other side was punched and retreated continuously. At the same time, a supernatural suppressive force burst out, making his legs weak and almost falling to the ground. Fortunately, Ye Zhen had been suppressed by the coffin nails. This supernatural force It was quickly offset by the supernatural power in his body.

Everyone outside the field saw Fang Shiming and Ye Zhen suddenly fighting each other, changing their positions twice in less than a breath, and the winner was already decided before there was any urgent discussion.

Ye Zhen fell to the ground, but Fang Shiming could still stand on the court. It was obvious that Fang Shiming won in this mere few seconds of confrontation.

"I'm going, this is too fast! It's over in the blink of an eye?"

"No way! Why is Ye Zhen acting like this? I've spent all my money on it, there must be something shady in this! I want to protest!"

"It's boring, I came all the way to see you and I'm lonely!"

The onlookers outside the field were talking a lot, and Cao Yanhua looked on with a smile on the high platform. Ye Zhen's defeat meant that the Supernatural Forum was going to join the headquarters, and his goal was finally achieved.

"No, the boss is in danger!" Awu immediately opened the ghost realm outside the venue and was about to break into the venue.

On the field, Fang Shiming looked at Ye Zhen who fell to the ground and seemed to be dead, and was secretly surprised: "This coffin nail is really as the headquarters said, it can suppress evil ghosts without any solution. If I can get it, will I really be invincible in the world?" "

But he soon calmed down and stood there, not daring to move.

Because Mr. Qin showed up, the old man appeared next to Ye Zhen on crutches.

The moment Mr. Qin appeared, a strong pressure appeared in reality, and A Wu, who had just arrived nearby, was forced out of the ghost realm and was frozen in place, unable to move.

"This is?"

Mr. Qin frowned and reached out to pull out the nail from Ye Zhen's chest. Feeling the powerful suppression ability, he remembered a familiar item.

But the shape and size were still very different from the items he had seen before, especially since this nail was so new and completely different from the rusty coffin nail in his memory.

As the coffin nails were pulled out, the wounds on Ye Zhen's body that were originally punctured by the coffin nails healed instantly. When he opened his eyes, Ye Zhen saw the old man who claimed to be the referee standing in front of him.

"You..." Just as he was about to question, Ye Zhen suddenly remembered what happened just now, and said in a daze: "I lost!"

"Now that the winner has been decided, I declare the competition to be over, and the winner is Fang Shiming."

Mr. Qin glanced at the audience, announced the results of the game, and at the same time dispersed the supernatural power that suppressed Fang Shiming and Awu.

"Boss, are you okay?" Ah Wu came to Ye Zhen and looked him up and down.

Ye Zhen patted his chest and said, "What can happen to me?"

Later, Ye Zhen looked at Fang Shiming and said, "I lost this time. I am willing to admit defeat. Our supernatural forum will join the headquarters."

"You can talk to Cao Yanhua about joining the headquarters. I'm just here to fight with you." Fang Shiming glanced at the coffin nails in Mr. Qin's hand with nostalgia and continued: "Mr. Qin, I have nothing to do here, so I'll leave first. ”

Mr. Qin nodded, took out the gold box he had prepared long ago, and put the coffin nails in. This was what Cao Yanhua had agreed with him before the competition.

He was afraid that after Fang Shiming found out the power of the coffin nails, he would not want to return them, so Mr. Qin took them back after the competition.

Because of the importance of the coffin nails, Cao Yanhua did not tell Mr. Qin all the information, so Mr. Qin was so surprised after seeing the coffin nails.

"Old man," Ye Zhen looked over and asked, "What is this? I was nailed just now as if I was dead."

Mr. Qin just glanced at Ye Zhen lightly, said nothing, and disappeared instantly.

"Boss, stop making trouble, let's go back first!" Awu said, holding the curious baby Ye Zhen.

Seeing Mr. Qin who had disappeared, Ye Zhen could only give up. He was really too curious about what the black spike was.

On the high platform,

"Let the military and police maintain order and arrange for their orderly evacuation. If anyone actively causes trouble, you are allowed to shoot!"

"besides……"

Cao Yanhua kept giving orders. In order to ensure the smooth cooperation between the headquarters and the Supernatural Forum, he even authorized the soldiers to fire.

After arranging everything, Cao Yanhua just sat down and took a sip of tea when he saw Mr. Qin appearing in front of him.

"Where did the headquarters get this thing from?" Old Qin handed the gold box in his hand to Cao Yanhua.

"Mr. Qin is also interested in this thing?" Cao Yanhua took the box and asked with a frown.

"I've seen this thing before, and it has exactly the same capabilities," said Mr. Qin; "but its appearance is different from the one at the headquarters."

"Where did you see Mr. Qin?" Cao Yanhua asked with interest.

"An old friend should be in a supernatural place now." Mr. Qin said lightly: "The one he has is rusty and rough in shape, and is far less refined than the one at the headquarters."

Cao Yanhua tapped the table lightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "This coffin nail was forged by Professor Wang Xiaoming not long ago."

Wang Xiaoming?

Qin Lao showed a strange expression on his face. He thought that this coffin nail was obtained by the headquarters by chance, but he didn't expect that it was just forged, and it was forged by Wang Xiaoming.

"It's only been about a month since we last met. Has he improved to this point? This is too exaggerated."

Qin Lao recalled the fragments he had seen with Wang Xiaoming, and he still couldn't believe it.

Just because in their time, someone had wanted to imitate the coffin nail, but no one succeeded, and now a person who has just become a ghost rider for more than a month has solved this problem, which is really exaggerated.

"Has Wang Xiaoming been to Warehouse No. 1 recently?"

Forging coffin nails requires specific spiritual power. In order to confirm his thoughts, Qin Lao asked again.

Although Warehouse No. 1 is top secret at the headquarters, Warehouse No. 1 itself was presented to the headquarters by Qin Lao, so this matter is not a secret to Qin Lao.

The reason why Mr. Qin asked about the No. 1 warehouse was because he knew that the supernatural powers of the No. 1 warehouse and the coffin nails had the same origin.

"Huh!" Cao Yanhua was surprised and said, "How do you know? Professor Wang did go to the No. 1 warehouse frequently for a period of time, but he didn't go there recently."

Sure enough!

After hearing Cao Yanhua's answer, Mr. Qin confirmed his guess that Wang Xiaoming used the supernatural power in the No. 1 warehouse to forge the coffin nails.

Really amazing!

Mr. Qin sighed in his heart that the new generation is better than the old one. He didn't expect to see someone steal the supernatural power from the No. 1 warehouse and forge coffin nails in his lifetime.

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