Chapter 483: Good Cop

The terrifying thing is that unlike the golden body that was shattered just now like Mohu Luojia can still transform again, Asura was directly slashed and injured his soul, and let out a terrible scream and completely disappeared from the secret realm!

As soon as he came up, he lost a general, and the eight tribes were all angry, but when the cold light flashed, they still let the Yaksha people come out and shouted in horror: "It's the Demon Flying Sword!"

It's a pity that they can't run away, they are locked by Zhao Xingchen's divine sense, no matter where they hide in the void, they will be found by the flying sword, and then directly slash the divine sense!

Outside the bulletproof glass, those monks who were watching coldly are really panicked now, and the golden-bodied Arhats who were originally sitting cross-legged on the futon are all spitting out mouthfuls of blood one after another at this moment, and their bodies are collapsing, which is obviously a big incident!

"Hurry up, open the door!" someone changed his face and shouted to his companions, if something happened to these golden-robed Arhats, they would all die!

A monk went to enter the password in a panic, but he didn't open the door several times in a row, and a person next to him pushed him open, and he also lost the password, only to find that the door couldn't be opened!

The door locks are now out of control, so they can't get in, and the people inside can't get out!

"Do you want to report it?" A monk cautiously asked the head beside him, this big guy can't afford it!

The leader gritted his teeth and said to everyone: "Wait for a while, see the situation clearly, it is not necessarily a bad thing!"

Everyone looked at each other and stopped talking. It's not necessarily a bad thing to vomit blood, but on the other hand, doesn't vomiting blood prove that the golden body is alive? It's also possible!

Zhao Xingchen moved, and the Demon Killing Flying Sword slashed all the eight tribes of the Divine Sense, and the secret realm was broken without telling him. Turning his head to look at the sluggish golden bodies around him, Zhao Xingchen smiled coldly and directly took them into the jade wrench!

At this moment, all the monks outside were anxious, even if they were completely destroyed? Then there are corpses here, what is it now? They all disappeared out of thin air and vaporized? Who believes it?

Zhao Xingchen put all the eight golden-bodied Arhats into the jade wrench, and the Inca stole a golden body in Zhongzhou, so I will take all eight of them for you and donate them to the Zhongzhou Buddhist Association, and I will not run in vain.

At this moment, his feet sank, but he saw an Inca lying on the ground, but his right hand grabbed his pants, and he could not sit up, so he could only hook his fingers around the legs of his pants.

This person is the unlucky guy who met his head in the tunnel, Zhao Xingchen didn't expect that this guy's willpower is quite strong, everyone else is stunned, even if he is awake, he is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, only he can still use a little strength.

Squatting down, Zhao Xingchen put his hand on the top of the guy's head to drive out the anesthetic in his body for him, for Zhao Xingchen, this is simply a gesture.

"Whew!" The guy exhaled a long breath, looked at Zhao Xingchen and said, "I knew you were a monk, as expected! My name is Amur Khan! I am the reconnaissance captain of the Badri Police Department, I have been chasing these people for two months, I thought that the plan was thorough, but I didn't expect it to be almost planted in their hands! Friend, who are you? Interpol?"

It turns out that this guy is a policeman! But this guy is too reckless, if he hadn't met him, I'm afraid he would have died here in a daze this time!

"You alone dare to track down these people? Don't you know their background? A small policeman is not afraid of death?" Zhao Xingchen pursed his lips and said with some disapproval.

Amur Khan looked at Zhao Xingchen with an awe-inspiring expression and said: "If I am afraid of death, I will not be a policeman! If everyone is afraid of death, the Inca will not have a police station!"

Thinking of the Inca police he had come into contact with, Zhao Xingchen shrugged his shoulders and hummed perfunctorily.

Amur Khan lowered his face, looked at Zhao Xingchen and said: "Sir, you saved me, so I am very grateful to you! But I will never allow you to underestimate our Inca police! Of course, I know that the efficiency of our Inca police is generally not high, but you cannot deny that we have good policemen, they are not afraid of hardship, they are not afraid of death, they keep in mind their duties, they have always stood in the most dangerous places, and have been protecting the people! I am honored to be one of them!"

Zhao Xingchen didn't speak, kept looking into his eyes, then patted him on the shoulder, nodded and said: "Amur Khan, you are a good policeman! I hope you will continue like this, don't change, don't let everyone down, and most importantly, don't let this place down!"

Zhao Xingchen nodded Amur Khan's heart, Amur Khan also nodded vigorously, looked at Zhao Xingchen and said, "Sir, you haven't told me yet......"

Without waiting for him to finish, Zhao Xingchen pulled him behind him and whispered: "Those monks are in, you protect the others, it's best not to let them see me make a move!"

"Okay!" Amur Khan nodded at Zhao Xingchen, looking at the group of monks who had opened the password lock at the door with vigilance!

"Bang!" a monk came in, and without saying a word, he took out a pistol and aimed it at Zhao Xingchen, which is a shot!

Zhao Xingchen dodged and dodged, and the person had already rushed to the monk's side, and slapped his bald head with a slap, and a cloud of blood mist exploded with a bang, and the monk was left with only a headless corpse and fell to the ground!

Everyone was stunned, looking at the corpse on the ground in disbelief, they didn't expect that strange person to be so domineering and terrifying!

"Do you know who we are? Damn, you actually attacked us! Believe it or not, just by killing this person, you will have no place in the Inca!" The monk leader glared at Zhao Xingchen and scolded loudly.

"Really?" Amur Khan glared at the group of monks and said coldly: "You executioners dressed in Buddhist clothing, what qualifications do you have to represent the Inca? You are the number one enemy of the Inca! I am the Badri policeman! Now I order you, put down your guns, and raise your hands to surrender!"

Zhao Xingchen sighed, turned his head to look at Amur Khan and said: "I said, remember a little in the future, don't say this kind of useless nonsense if you don't say it, it's really stupid! It seems that you policemen have no other lines for the vicious people, they can only shout to put down the gun! Put down the knife! Put down this and that and surrender quickly, they will obediently listen to you, if they are so obedient, what kind of bad people will they be? Don't force them when you can do it, just use your strength to speak, understand?"

"Senior, I understand!" Amur Khan nodded vigorously, and even changed his protection of Zhao Xingchen, after all, Zhao Xingchen's appearance is also old, and his experience is even more sophisticated, so he was regarded as an old-timer by Amur Khan.

Zhao Xingchen smiled slightly, pointed at the group of monks with his finger and said: "These guys, outside are the monks who have attained the Tao, and here, they are the executioners who kill people without blinking! These days, it is estimated that hundreds of Inca people have died at their hands, so there is no need to be polite to them, kill them when they should be killed, anyway, if you don't kill him, he will kill you later!"

Amur Khan looked at Zhao Xingchen with a solemn face and said: "Senior, don't worry, I have already notified the action team to start the operation, and soon our people will come, this time the director should know that what I said is true!"