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As a metropolis on earth, the Western Capital often attracts the favor of some outlaws, and large and small incidents occur almost every day.

"Boom, boom" sirens sounded, and police cars stopped on the side of the road. Passers-by stopped one after another, stopped to watch the excitement, and suddenly, noisy discussions came and went.

The policeman at the head raised the horn in his hand and said loudly: "Don't move, we are the guards of the Western Capital, you put down your weapons, otherwise we will take force to solve the problem!"

I saw that the door of a luxurious jewelry store was pushed open, and a group of armed robbers, after hearing the advice of the police, laughed wildly, completely ignoring these policemen in charge of social security.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way!" The leader of the bandit gang threatened in a cold voice, and after speaking, he raised the machine gun in his hand and pointed it at the sky, and fired a series of shots "suddenly, suddenly, suddenly" to demonstrate to the police.

The robbers' actions immediately caused panic among the citizens, and piercing screams echoed through the streets. When the robber at the head saw his expected result, he laughed wildly, and the robber next to him laughed in response.

The policemen who were hiding behind the car as cover looked at each other, and a colleague who looked older said: "What should I do, this gang of robbers has a lot of firepower, and it will not be good if the safety of the citizens is involved!"

"Let's obey them first and make way for them!" the policeman who heard the words replied helplessly.

Just as the robbers were proudly watching the policemen shrink up, a purple electric light flashed out of the crowd and rushed towards the location of the robbers.

"What's that?" said one of the robbers in surprise, a blurry image in his vision.

Before the robber could react, he opened his mouth wide and fell to the ground.

"What's going on?" the policeman in the distance saw this, and like the startled robbers, there was an expression of disbelief on his face.

The purple figure shuttles through the gang of bandits, and every time it stops, it will knock down a bandit, like a ghost, and there is no trace of it.

"Damn, shoot me!" the bandit leader commanded loudly, and the remnants of his men immediately took action, shooting almost blindly at their periphery.

The sound of scrambling continued, and the deadly tongues of fire shot wildly, and on the face of each robber, there was a fierce condensation that did not hesitate to kill people. The scene was chaotic in an instant, and the onlookers couldn't help but flee for their lives, while the police had to take measures to maintain the chaotic order.

The robbers' actions may have had an effect, and no more companions fell, and all the robbers burst into arrogant laughter, their machine guns spraying wantonly.

In vain, the purple figure remained in place, his appearance clearly reflected in the sight of the robbers and policemen.

I saw a person who came, with purple broken hair, a delicate face, and a pair of sharp eyes, and a strange light flashing between his eyebrows, giving people a sense of intimidation.

"******, it turned out to be a little ghost!" The robber led by spat at the ground, glanced at the purple-haired youth angrily, and then ordered his subordinates: "Show me accurate, shoot him!" After speaking, the machine gun in the robber's hand was aimed in the direction of the young man, shooting wildly.

For a time, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, and the rain of bullets covered the surroundings of the youth, and almost everyone did not think that under such circumstances, there were still people who could survive.

A few minutes passed, the silence was terrible, the air was filled with suffocating slaughter, and robbers, policemen, and citizens alike saw an incredible sight.

The purple-haired young man was not dead, not even a single trace of dust was contaminated on his body, and the ground was full of white smoke bullets.

One of the robbers' subordinates tried to shoot again, but only the sound of the empty chamber remained, and he couldn't help but say in horror: "Old... Big, no... Bullets!"

"Blame... Thing, this guy is not human!" said the bandit leader in fear, he felt his body tremble, goosebumps appeared on his skin, he met someone who was not afraid of bullets for the first time, if he had to explain this phenomenon, he could only say that the other party was a monster.

The purple-haired young man sneered: "I'm very happy to meet you today, it turned out to be the monster I was looking for." ”

None of them understood what the "monster" in the young man's mouth was, but they all saw the purple-haired young man as a monster like the robbers.

Suddenly, the purple-haired young man pointed a finger at the location of the robber, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, a touch of cruelty was written on his face, and five words were spit out of his mouth: "Spiral aura, open!" I saw that the purple-haired young man's fingers suddenly burst out with red light, and the bright red light seemed to drive the tremor of the air, and the next moment, where the robber was, the red light formed a circle of threads.

The gang of robbers first felt the ground shaking, and the strong sense of persecution made their bodies feel as if they were about to be torn apart. Then, as the threads became apparent, the robbers let out an irrepressible scream.

After the screams, almost instantly, all the robbers' clothes were gone, and on their naked bodies, there were countless bloody wounds, and after they fell to the ground, their wounds were even dripping blood.

The purple-haired young man smiled, and his smile was unusually bright, and all the onlookers laughed with creepiness for no reason.

Ignoring everyone's astonishment, the purple-haired young man walked straight to the police and said softly: "Next time, there will be such a good thing, remember to look for me!"

After a long time, when the policeman came to his senses, the purple-haired young man had already walked away.

The policeman picked up the bullhorn next to him and shouted, "Your name is..."

"Wind purple!" a voice floated in the distance, and the figure of the purple-haired young man gradually disappeared at the end of the street.

(Well, the weather in Harbin is really not flattering, almost every winter, I have a cold and depression.) ）

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