The figure of the blade ghost is indeed not very tall, but several police officers are obviously not interested in the island people, of course, no one in China has a friendly attitude towards the island people. Otherwise, they won't call each other dwarf winter melon.

"This dwarf winter melon is not simple. Guo Li's eyes fell on the man in black and said lightly.

"The captain is right. A police officer said, "Preliminary judgment, this guy was killed by a punch, his sternum was completely shattered, and he hit a tree, and his entire lumbar vertebrae were completely broken, and even most of the tree trunk behind him was broken." ”

"One punch to death?"

"You're not kidding, are you?"

It is not uncommon to kill people with fists, but how much strength is it to break the sternum with one punch, and the most important thing is that the force of the impact directly leads to the fracture of the lumbar vertebrae, and even the trunk of the tree is almost broken?

"He's not kidding, of course, and it's not hard to do all this. Guo Li said lightly.

Hearing Guo Li's words, everyone did not refute, when Guo Li first came to the bureau, I don't know how many people were not convinced, but these people were all beaten down by Guo Li, and there were many elites who had retired from the army. They naturally have an understanding of Guo Li's skills.

Guo Li walked up to the corpse and took off the black face towel from the corpse.

"Transfiguration?" touched the slightly stiff cheek, Guo Li exerted force in his hand, and the next moment, an almost transparent flesh-colored film was removed.

"What is this?" Seeing this scene, several police officers on the side were stunned.

"Transfiguration, or rather a human skin mask. Guo Li took the film in her hand and said lightly.

"Human skin masks, can't they really be made of human skin?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several people on the side changed, as the criminal police of the city bureau, they had seen a lot of cases, but it was the first time they had seen such a thing as a human skin mask.

"Of course it's not really human skin. Guo Li rolled her eyes, after all, these police officers were just ordinary people, and they knew almost nothing about martial arts.

"It's just a mask made of some special material that resembles human skin. Guo Li said lightly.

Several police officers breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they are policemen, they don't want to encounter any perverted murderers, after all, normal people, who would have nothing to do with human skin masks, knowing that it is not real human skin, they are also completely relieved.

"This guy" looked at the appearance of the corpse, Guo Li frowned slightly, and vaguely held up, the appearance of this corpse seemed to have been seen somewhere.

"Blade ghost!" Suddenly, Guo Li remembered who this corpse looked like.

"Who's the Blade Ghost?" a police officer asked.

"Don't ask, just do a good job of collecting evidence and investigating. Guo Li said lightly.

The blade ghost is indeed very strange to ordinary people, but for martial arts, it is a murderous maniac, once a martial arts family, was almost slaughtered by the blade ghost overnight. There are only two living mouths, and it is through these two people that Huaxia Wulin knows that the blade ghost is the number one, and for the blade ghost, the entire Huaxia martial arts has already issued a hunt and kill order. However, the blade ghost itself is from the island country, and he is proficient in disguise art, so over the years, there are no clues at all. Not to mention finding the Blade Ghost.

"According to the survivors of the year, the strength of the blade ghost should be between the peak of the day after tomorrow and the peak of Ming Jin, but he is proficient in ninjutsu assassination, and the average early stage of the day after tomorrow is not his opponent. After so many years, his strength is only afraid of being stronger, and there is no ink to kill him?" Guo Li couldn't believe it in her heart.

Although she knew that the strength of the ink man was above him, she felt that the strength of the ink man barely reached the acquired level, but the acquired level could cope with the assassination of two gunmen and the blade ghost?

"It seems that his strength is even stronger than I thought, in this case, he shouldn't be from the Mo family, so who is he?" Guo Li frowned.

Although the Yelang Mo family is a martial arts family with a long heritage, like other martial arts forces, with the development of modern society, there are very few people who can practice martial arts with peace of mind, and there are very few people who have achieved something, and the entire Mo family is only a few acquired powerhouses, and they have been famous for many years. These people are already struggling to deal with a blade ghost, how can they have the ability to kill the blade ghost under the assassination of three professional killers.

Obviously, the Mo family does not have such a character at all, and it is impossible to cultivate such a junior!

"The identity of this inkman is really mysterious. Guo Li sighed slightly.

"Captain, Director Wang of the sub-bureau is here. At this moment, the police officers on the side came to Guo Li's side.

Guo Li nodded, and walked out of the green forest.

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In a suburban residence, a ninja dart was taken out, and Jace's face was a little pale, even though the ninja dart didn't hit the point. But the strength of the ink is not light, and it is not a simple matter to insert it directly into the bone and take it out.

After a brief treatment of the wound, Jace used the bullet's * to burn the wound together.

"You're lucky, this guy didn't bring his own special poison, otherwise," Ghost Gun looked at Jace in front of him and said lightly.

As a ninja, it is not strange that the blade ghost is proficient in poisons, but there are two kinds of poisons on the blade ghost, one is prepared by the organization, and the other is configured by himself. The poison he configures himself, only he has the antidote, and the poison of the organization, the killers in the organization have the antidote.

The Blade Demon is dead, and if Jace is poisoned by the Blade Ghost's own poison, I'm afraid there is only one way to die.

"I didn't expect the strength of the target to be so strong. Jace said with a weak expression.

"I didn't expect that I just assassinated him last time, and I didn't deliberately test his strength, thinking that this kid's age could reach the day after tomorrow, which was already rare, but I didn't expect it" Ghost Gun's face was a little ugly.

Although the organization has no requirements for the assassination task that must be completed, but if there are many failures, it will be demoted, and the commission will be reduced, once it is reduced to a point, it will be kicked out by the organization, and the consequence of the kicking is death! These two assassinations were not successful, and he is still a strong man like the blade ghost, and this matter must be responsible for him, even if he does not die, I am afraid it will not be comfortable.

"It's better to report to the organization immediately, this matter is beyond our ability, and if we continue to assassinate, there is no chance of success. Jace sighed, a little helpless.

It is difficult to kill an innate martial artist, even if it is with a thermal weapon, when it reaches the innate level, it can raise a crisis sense and use thermal weapons on a large scale, otherwise it is difficult to kill an innate martial artist with one or two guns. Because they can not only sense the crisis, but can even control their own muscles and blood, as long as it is not a critical hit, one or two shots will not kill them at all.

If you let the ink artist know that this group of killers is commenting on whether he is a congenital master, he will definitely say to them with disdain, what the hell, I am much more powerful than you martial arts people.

Since getting the inheritance of Xuanyuan Young Emperor, Moke has devoted himself to cultivation, and has rarely really rested, this injury, coupled with a large amount of energy consumption, this night, Moke slept very deeply, until the next morning, Luo Wanmei came to knock on the door, he did not wake up.

"Inkman, it's time for breakfast. Luo Wanmei said outside the door.

"Sister Luo, wait a minute, I'll come right away. The inkman hurriedly got up, washed up, and walked quickly to the first floor.