Twenty days later, sunny and crisp in autumn, Bruce walked out of the doors of Santa Maria Mary's Hospital, welcoming his new life.

Although Bruce still feels a little weak, he is completely different from before, he is now a powerful transcendent!

Although he still has some doubts about his transcendent identity Bruce, he can roughly guess where his ability comes from.

The sewer monster.

It was definitely the monster in the sewers that gave him the ability, although I don't know how to operate it, but it has nothing to do with Bruce anymore.

Bruce walked all the way, through the familiar street, all the way up, the whole person was much more energetic, a black young man who knew Bruce came out of a shop, saw Bruce appear, immediately happy, opened his mouth and said: "Hey, Bruce, I heard that you met a transcendent monster while working in the sewers? ”

"Hey, why don't you use your Chinese kung fu to kill the monster?"

A burst of laughter broke out among several black youths, and when Bruce saw this, he stopped his steps, looked at the 'bullying organization' on the street, and said word by word: "Call me Zhang Zhaochu in the future, Bruce is not my name." ”

Bruce... No, Zhang Zhaochu said word by word, his words were full of confidence: "Otherwise, I will let you know what the price is." ”

After that, Zhang Zhaochu ignored these black-looking blacks and continued to walk in the direction of the slums.

He didn't want to go back to church now, the priest of the church was a transcendent being, and he would be very passive if the priest saw through something.

After all, his abilities come from monsters, and Mr. George doesn't seem to see that he has obtained extraordinary abilities, so what Zhang Zhaochu wants to do now is to go to the black market in the slums to buy some items and leave the city.

But the blacks obviously didn't know this, and they were stunned for a moment, but then a burst of rage followed.

"What the hell is this damn yellow-skinned monkey talking about?!"

"If you dare to provoke us, we must give him some color!"

It's really the opposite, at the junction of this slum, they are the black snakes in this area, and this 'yellow-skinned monkey' dares to provoke them?

It seems that I don't know how powerful they are!

"Let's go, catch up!"

The five blacks immediately chased in the direction where Zhang Zhaochu left, and although the blacks were in good physical condition, they couldn't find Zhang Zhaochu after they entered the slums in all directions.

"This yellow-skinned monkey must be nearby, spread out, be sure to catch him!"

......

The dimly lit alleys are deserted, not even by wandering homeless people, and are located on the corner of the slums, separated by a wall of bustling streets.

Shadowy neon lights shone in, just in time for Zhang Zhaochu to see the somewhat mottled and dirty walls.

Zhang Zhaochu didn't know where the black market was, and now he could only wander around aimlessly and try his luck.

After all, before this, he was only a sixteen-year-old boy, and he would not have had any chance of coming into contact with the black market in the slums.

Zhang Zhaochu quickly walked through the streets one by one, but just as he was passing by Qian at the intersection of a dark alley, he suddenly faintly heard a slight shout of 'help'.

"Huh?"

After hearing this cry for help, Zhang Zhaochu hesitated.

If it was twenty days ago, Zhang Zhaochu might have called 911 and left quietly, but now, he has extraordinary abilities and feels that he can go and see what is going on.

At the same time, Zhang Zhaochu also wants to see what kind of situation will happen in the slums.

The slight breeze blew across Zhang Zhaochu's cheeks, Zhang Zhaochu's heart was a little nervous, he moved forward slowly, and before he could enter the alley, a cold standard English came from inside: "Boy, if I were you, I would pretend that nothing had happened and leave here directly." ”

"The prey here belongs to me alone, and if you want to get involved, don't blame me for not thinking about the same territory. ”

Listening to this cold and piercing voice, Zhang Zhaochu thought about the extraordinary ability that he had not yet fully mastered, and immediately nodded, took a step back, and said in a low voice: "It's me who offended, I'll leave first, please enjoy it slowly." ”

As a foreigner who has been living in the slums since he was a child, Zhang Zhaochu is not so old-fashioned, and he will fight an unknown transcendent person for the sake of someone he has never met.

"Hey, yellow-skinned monkey, you can really run!

At this moment, the voices of the black people suddenly came from behind Zhang Zhaochu, the shadows were stretched very long by the light, and before their figures arrived, the shadows took the first step and came here.

Before Zhang Zhaochu could say anything, the unknown transcendent hidden in the dark alley opened his mouth first: "What's the matter, these ordinary can actually threaten you, why don't you kill them?"

As soon as the words fell, two black shadows like blades suddenly shot out from the dark alley, only to hear a "click", the shadow reflected on the wall by the sun was instantly cut off, and a large amount of blood splattered out, dyeing the entire wall blood red.

"Since you can't do it, then I'll help you. ”

The voice of the strange super-rebel was heard again in the dark alley, and there was a strange laugh faintly in this voice: "Look at it like this, it seems that you haven't killed many people." ”

Zhang Zhaochu was disturbed by these words, and for the first time felt that the world of transcendents was full of horror, which was a little different from what he imagined.

"Kid, I'm suddenly interested in you, why don't you come in and talk. ”

The voice in the alley came out again, but this time the owner of the voice seemed to have a great interest in Zhang Zhaochu.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhaochu's whole body stiffened a little.

He instinctively wanted to get out of here, but because of the terrifying aura of the voice owner in the alley, he didn't dare to make any move.

The feeling of powerlessness once again befell Zhang Zhaochu, who felt that he seemed to be no different from a mortal.

After taking a deep breath, Zhang Zhaochu walked into the alley, he looked at the scene in the dark and cold corner, he had already prepared in his heart, and there was no surprise at all.

In that gloomy corner, a scrucified white man was crucified in an eerie posture, bleeding profusely, his entire arm twisted at 90 degrees, and it appeared that his body had multiple fractures.

Even if he was tortured like this, he could snort a few times to save his life.

In front of the white man, a middle-aged black man in a suit and leather shoes, wearing white gloves, a tuxedo, holding a scalpel in his hand, looked at Zhang Zhaochu politely and well-dressed, with a touch of red in his eyes.

Compared with the white man who was crucified, Zhang Zhaochu was even more shocked by this well-dressed and well-mannered black man.

After all, this black man had just killed five ordinary people who were also black, and called them with contempt.

This... Isn't that a bit too realistically magical?

Aren't the blacks of the United States united?

After all, in Zhang Zhaochu's opinion, these blacks like to hold together the most, as long as they have the same skin color, there is always a topic to talk about.

The polite black man seemed to see the confusion in Zhang Zhaochu's eyes, smiled slightly, and explained to Zhang Zhaochu: "I and those are not of the same race, I hate them deeply, and I wish they were all dead." ”

"Those lazy fellows don't deserve to be called my kindred at all, and they only bully the weak in the civilian quarters, taunt different races from other regions, and decide their status according to the size of their fists, which is really stupid. ”

When the black man had finished speaking, he thought of something and said, "By the way, you can call me the Darkbringer, and I am performing surgery on my prey, so that this racist fool can understand his stupidity, and at the same time add a little energy to me." ”

The Dark Emissary was obviously a code name, and it was clear that this well-dressed black man who didn't look like a black man at all didn't want to tell Zhang Zhaochu his name.

In contrast, Zhang Zhaochu would not tell the Night Doctor his real name, even Bruce, a former name, would not say: "Hello, my beloved Dark Messenger, I am the Sewage One." ”

The ability to resist water obtained by the sewer, there is nothing wrong with the code name of Zhang Zhaochu's sewage man.

"Racist fools really damn it, in that case, then you can enjoy it slowly, I have something to do, I'll go first. ”

After flattering the Dark Emissary, Zhang Zhaochu casually found a reason to leave, he didn't want to have anything to do with this suspected perverted transcendent at all.

"Sewer, don't be in such a hurry. ”

The voice of the dark bringer sounded again: "I thought you were just a lucky person who got the ability by luck, but you really gave me a big surprise, the dark element in your body is quite powerful. ”

"Join us as a messenger of darkness every night to clean this filthy city of moths. ”

The voice of the Darkbringer was full of madness: "Assassinate the sanctimonious Night's Watch at the same time and let them know that we are not so easy to mess with!"

Something is wrong.

Zhang Zhaochu began to retreat silently, and the dark messenger saw that Zhang Zhaochu wanted to leave, his eyes flashed red, and he said fiercely: "Since you don't want to join us, then leave your energy behind! Devour your energy, my strength will definitely increase, and no one in the entire city will be my opponent!"

As the dark messenger's crazy words ended, two black shadows suddenly burst out of his shadow, and quickly galloped in the direction of Zhang Zhaochu, as if he wanted to strangle Zhang Zhaochu's shadow.

It's like killing the previous few black people, killing the shadow first, and then using the shadow to affect the body, thus killing the target.

"Boom!"

The villain's unique laughter rang out from the two black shadows that the shadow of the dark messenger had broken away, and they seemed to be the god of death holding the scythe of death, coming to harvest Zhang Zhaochu's life.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Zhaochu's heart sank, and he began to retreat constantly, and at the same time began to think about ways to break the game.

There was no way, Zhang Zhaochu never expected that the dark messenger's attack method would actually start from the shadow, which was really a dimensionality reduction blow for an extraordinary person like him who had awakened his physical ability.

Zhang Zhaochu stretched out his hand, shook his five fingers hard, and began to mobilize the nearby water resources with the greatest situation, and the surrounding water also came, and the rumbling sound sounded from the ground!

The streets in the neighborhood are deserted, and the main source of water in the neighborhood is the sewers.

Therefore, the sewage collector can only mobilize sewage to meet the enemy, which is also in line with the nickname.

After all, there is a saying that there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

"Boom!"

Sewage gushed up from a nearby drain and began to quickly approach in the direction of Zhang Zhaochu, as if it wanted to take Zhang Zhaochu as the center, swinging a circle of ripples like a blade, while resisting the shadow attack.

Seeing this, the dark messenger still looked fearless, and he laughed and said, "It doesn't have any effect, you can't hurt me, you can only watch your shadow being cut off with a knife!"

And the truth is just as the dark messenger said, the two black shadows that split from their shadows seemed to be in and out of a no-man's land, and the sewage defense array that Zhang Zhaochu had painstakingly put out was useless in front of him.

'Am I going to die here today?'

Zhang Zhaochu thought desperately, and the two black shadows quickly broke through all defenses and attacked Zhang Zhaochu's shadow fiercely.

At the same time, a hateful smile appeared on the dark emissary's face, and he seemed to have expected the scene of Zhang Zhaochu's broken neck and blood splattering.

"Click..."

The voice came, but it was not what the dark messenger had imagined, and it was not Zhang Zhaochu's shadow that broke in response, but his two black shadows.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of essence blood spurted out of the dark messenger's mouth, and he looked at Zhang Zhaochu in disbelief... No, it was looking at Zhang Zhaochu's shadow, and his expression showed a look of panic: "You... Who the hell are you?!"

Zhang Zhaochu was also stunned, he didn't know why such a change had happened, but he still looked in the direction pointed by the dark messenger, but it also made his pupils shrink suddenly!

A pair of blood-red eyes appeared on his shadow, and those eyes seemed to be emotionless, and they were terrifyingly calm.

However, Zhang Zhaochu looked at these eyes very familiarly, and he knew that this was the monster's eyes!

Zhang Zhaochu's 'shadow' gradually began to grow larger and larger, turning directly into substance, swallowing the dark messenger and his white prey into his stomach in one gulp, digesting it instantly as if eating jelly, leaving behind a Zhang Zhaochu with a complicated mood.