This scene is a bit strange, an extraordinary person with an extremely agile body who can predict the revolver shot and dodge the bullet in advance, but the moment he walks out of the store, he is easily tripped over.

This scene, in this thick night, no matter how you look at it, it looks a little weird and absurd.

However, Crane, who was not far away, did not show any surprise as if he hadn't seen this scene, and after the revolver was reloaded, he directly pressed the muzzle of the gun against the clown's temple.

Bang!

A series of bullets were poured out, and the air was suddenly filled with the smell of sulfur and blood, and after being shot in the head at such close range, the clown could not die anymore, and the blood mixed with white brains was sprinkled everywhere in the streets.

And at this moment, on the roof of the store, two figures jumped down, both of them were wearing gray trench coats, and the moment they fell, they came directly to the clown.

"Captain, you're dead!"

One of the younger trench coat men had a serene and sad expression, "Before my poetry can be sung, he's dead, Klein, you're a bit good at marksmanship!"

"It's not his marksmanship! It's the gentleman's legs!"

The burly man, who was in his thirties, with dark gray eyes and a bit of vicissitudes of life, shook his head, and then his gaze turned to Lin Nuo, who was still sitting on the side of the street, without any special reaction.

"This gentleman, is the owner of this shop?"

"Hmm......" Lin Nuo didn't seem to hear everything that happened just now, so he yawned and nodded indifferently, "It's my shop....... Anyway, because of you, it caused some damage to my shop......"

"Boss Lin, rest assured, we will compensate for all losses!"

Without waiting for Lin Nuo to finish speaking, Klein hurriedly took over the topic with a smile, captain, they didn't know what kind of existence this Boss Lin was, but Crane had already made a judgment in his heart, an existence that was highly suspicious of gods, and it was really not something that mortals like them could provoke.

Even if this god looks down-to-earth, he is very talkative!

"Klein, do you know?" asked the melancholy young man.

"Well, Boss Lin's shop is not far from the house I rented before, and I have talked to him about philosophical issues before!"

"Oh......" The young man in the trench coat sang, as for what philosophical questions he didn't care, since the clown was dead, then it was naturally time to clear the scene.

The next moment, the young man in a trench coat, with his mouth open, chanted a poem that made people feel calm, as if they were in a dream:

"Whenever the sun sinks in the west"

"Dew adorns the skirt of the twilight"

"She is as pale as the moon"

"Or like the stars that accompany the moon"

"Evening primrose moistened by night dew"

"Blooming an elegant and delicate flower"

"Avoid the sun like a hermit"

........

The chanting echoed, and Crane almost lost his tense feeling, completely relaxed, and felt like he wanted to fall asleep.

Fortunately, he is not only an extraordinary, but also a magical cultivator who has already passed magic cultivation and stepped into the magic apprentice level, and his spiritual power is far stronger than that of ordinary extraordinary, but he can barely resist the poetry chanting of his teammates.

After a poem was sung, on both sides of the street, the crowds who had seen the battle before had already collapsed on the ground and fell asleep.

"Well, when they wake up, what just happened, they will only think of it as a dream. ”

The young melancholy poet looked around the street and finally smiled, he was definitely a seasoned veteran in dealing with the influence of the extraordinary on the ordinary.

It's just that when his eyes fell and landed on the extremely delicate-looking shopkeeper, the smile that had just appeared suddenly froze.

"You ......." The melancholy poet subconsciously took a few steps back, making a look of vigilance, looking like the current enemy of the enemy.

"Why, don't you think that if you sing a lullaby, you want to lose compensation, right?"

Lin Nuo got up, carried the small bench, raised his foot and stomped twice casually.

A frightened scene happened, the clown who was lying on the ground and couldn't die anymore, the huge hole in his head healed quickly, and in the shocked eyes of Crane and others, he got up from the ground.

"Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?"

As soon as he was resurrected, the clown's somewhat hoarse voice sent out a triple blow of life philosophy, and his blank eyes were full of helplessness and loneliness.

"A living person must be more beneficial to you!"

After the words fell, Lin Nuo then walked towards the shop, "Before tomorrow morning, I will see that the shop has been repaired, and there will be a compensation of one hundred gold pounds, not a penny." ”

"That's right......." Lin Nuo, who walked into the store and was about to close, suddenly paused, then pointed to the blood on the ground, and said lightly: "Remember to wash the floor, don't affect my business tomorrow!"

Bang Dang!

The sound of the door closing sounded, and Klein and the other three of them exhaled deeply, and even the strongest captain just now stood trembling in place, not daring to make any movement.

"I can be sure that he was really completely dead just now!" The melancholy young poet, who had long lost his previous poetic temperament, pointed to the clown, and his expression was full of incredulity.

"I know!" the burly captain waved his hand, observed the clown, and said, "It's not a means for psychics to manipulate corpses and control souls, this is a real resurrection!"

Among the extraordinary, there is the sequence of psychics, extracting the memories of the dead, and even making the dead speak, all within their ability.

But like today, resurrecting a completely dead person in an instant is beyond the comprehension of Klein and the others, and even the captain in the seventh sequence is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

"Captain, what should I do?"

Within the patrol range of their night watchman team, there was such a terrifying existence hidden, even the dead could be resurrected in an instant, this kind of terrifying figure was far beyond the scope of their ability to deal with.

"Don't say more, I will tell the church about this matter, how to deal with it, there will be a high-level sequencer of the church to arrange it!" As he spoke, the burly captain lifted the clown who was still in a dazed state, and then the gray trench coat waved, and the whole person jumped up and disappeared into the vast night.

"Klein, go quickly, try not to set foot in this place in the future!"

The melancholy young poet glanced at the shop again, and he could feel that the shopkeeper should have no ill will towards them, otherwise with the terrifying ability of the other party that can easily subvert life and death, I am afraid that none of them will be spared!