Tan Wuhui didn't hesitate. He was quick-eyed and agile. The moment Luocha ghost fell to the ground, he raised his right foot and stepped hard on the right claw of Luocha ghost. He used his fist to defend himself and hit the fragile eyes of Luocha ghost.
"Woo!" Luocha roared in pain and raised the other claw to attack.
"Get this!" A young policeman who was covering them beside threw an army thorn in front of Tan.
When Tan received the army thorn, he instantly used it to pierce through the palm of the Luocha ghost. With a heavy stab, one of its claws was directly cut off by him.
Then he used the same skill again and cut off the other claw of Luocha ghost.
After its arms were broken, the Luocha ghost was like a toothless tiger. Without any pause, Tan stabbed the army thorn into the throat of the Luocha ghost and turned it hard. The huge ghost head fell to the ground.