"Alright, it's time for me to go. Jack quickly rolled up the painting, turned and hurried out the door. "Thank you so much this time, next time I will invite you to dinner!"

"Oh, you kid, here you go again!" Andrew's voice came from behind, "Be careful, don't get yourself into it!" or I won't be able to explain it to your father!"

"Yes, yes!" Jack didn't wave his head back.

Out of the university gate, Jack looked up at the sky in London, dark and oppressive, full of heavy gray and black.

He recalled the difficulties found during the inspection of the scene in a previous murder case.

In the case, the murderer was obviously shot more than a dozen times in his body, but he was completely unaffected, and after killing another family of six, he escaped hundreds of meters before falling to the ground and died.

In the state of being shot, you can continue to move freely.... That monster has a strange symbol on it.....

There are also strange symbols that were suddenly discovered today, and the case is like being hidden in layers of fog, making people uncover layer after layer, but they can never find the truth.

Touching the holster again, Jack knew that he might have to rely on this old fellow a lot in the future. In other words, this is the only thing he can rely on.

Tightening the holster, Jack strode into the distance, but he didn't notice that a trace of clouds and black fog was quietly gathering over the entire sky over London....

The whole city seems to be gradually falling into a black fog, which begins with the fall of night.

In some corners of the city, there was a strange low roar.

Before people knew it, some sticky shadows quickly moved around the corner towards Jack's neighborhood.

Jack, on the other hand, was unaware of the fact that he was rushing in the direction of the building where he lived.

Walking all the way, he was over thirty years old, and his physical strength began to decline slowly due to the dark injury, and when he arrived at the residence, he was already a little out of breath.

Slowly going up the stairs, Jack held on to the iron railing, and vaguely felt that the surroundings seemed to become dark.

A large number of black shadows were out of his sight, and they quickly drilled into the murder scene upstairs where he was, like black oil, quickly condensing into a human-tall black figure.

The human form quickly faded to black, revealing a fair appearance.

It was the wife who killed her husband's children before - Rowling.

Smiling and holding a blood-stained dinner knife, Rowling stood in the living room slowly facing the door. A strange blood-colored symbol could be faintly seen on one of her arms.

"Let's go to the scene first. Jack was determined that the symbol he had just discovered was of great significance, and he had to check it again to see if he could find some new clues.

Thinking of this, he climbed up the stairs step by step.

Phew.

Suddenly, a small sound crept into his ears.

Jack was slightly stunned, felt a sudden pain in the back of his head, and then his vision became foggy.

"I....!?"

He lost his balance and slowly threw his head back.

Syllable!

Halfway down, Jack jerked his grip on the side railing.

Close your eyes, then open them again. The eyes that were full of righteous belief just now have been replaced by a gloomy and cold temperament at this time.

"It's kind of bad..... It's this kind of opening as soon as it comes. ”

Lu Sheng shook his somewhat drowsy brain, the memory in his mind was extremely complete, and Jack himself was also his soul body in this world, so there was no rejection of the fusion of the two.

Although there was nothing abnormal around at this time, Lu Sheng, who had experienced a hundred battles, was keenly aware of something wrong as soon as he arrived.

The surrounding air and atmosphere were visibly extremely oppressive. It's been so long since I've been outside that I haven't seen a single pedestrian passing by.

The most critical place is.... This body is very weak! Very weak!

It's basically the level of an ordinary adult, and the only thing that has some combat effectiveness is the pistol on the waist.

A pistol is fine against ordinary people, but it is completely useless against supernatural beings who don't talk about physics.

And now, he could already feel the troubled aura of the supernatural presence.

"The aura of danger is getting stronger and stronger...."Lu Sheng licked his somewhat dry lips, and he smelled the killing intent in the air around him.

"It's too late to improve and strengthen in a short period of time... It takes time to adapt to the basic rules of this world! It also takes time to strengthen the body!

Lu Sheng was different from Jack, he had already felt that the destination above his head had a powerful, terrifying aura that made people tremble, suppressing his five senses.

Hiss...

"Really, how long has it been since it's been so exciting??" Lu Sheng took a deep breath, this was the first time he had fallen into such a dangerous situation.

To be forced to deal with such a strong unknown existence as an ordinary person.

"Let's try it, my limit!" Lu Sheng slowly exhaled and continued to climb up.

Now it takes at least more than a month to strengthen the physical body, and it is possible to reach the limit of human beings, which is still the fastest ideal state.

And even the limits of human beings can't get the trouble in front of them.

Lu Sheng slowly pulled out the pistol, held it in his hand, and quickly adjusted his physical state, so that the whole person was in an extreme state of quiet balance.

If this battle is not done well, he will really have to go back to his hometown for the New Year.

Even the pessimistic ones will affect the old professor Andrew, Jack's parents, and even more people.

Hiss...

Suddenly, Lu Sheng's footsteps paused, and a black gas suddenly flew behind him.

He didn't look back, squinted, paused, and slowly crawled to the door of his house on the second floor.

He pulled out the key and inserted it into the lock, reaching out and twisting the doorknob.

Click..

"Sure enough...."The door couldn't be opened for some unknown reason.

He looked around, and soon saw the iron garbage shovel from the neighbor's house sweeping the floor by the wall.

Lu Sheng calmed his breath, walked over and picked up the garbage shovel, and then folded the garbage shovel with his foot.

The garbage shovel rod, which was originally a hollow iron sheet, was broken at once. Only the sharpest upper half remains.

Picking up the iron, Lu Sheng shook it slightly, revealing a satisfied expression.

"Now this body can't compete with people. ”

Holding an iron rod, it is now considered an iron thorn. Lu Sheng didn't bother with anything else, and continued to climb towards the third floor.

Slowly walking to the third floor, he suddenly heard a faint sound coming from the stairwell behind him.

The moment he turned to go upstairs, he glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye.

I happened to see a Jack who looked exactly like himself, walking slowly upstairs, standing in front of his house, taking out the key and inserting the door lock.

The jack had his back to him, the key in his hand twisting slightly.

The door opened silently, and he walked in slowly and stiffly, and the door closed again.

Lu Sheng stopped and began to feel a little weird.

"It doesn't seem to be a simple siege..."There was a strange feeling in his heart, as if something was suffocating in his heart and could completely explode at any time.

Holding the iron rod in his hand, he continued to go up, and soon walked to the left side of the third floor, in front of the iron gate where the murder had occurred.

took out the key that had been secretly matched in order to facilitate the investigation, and he gently inserted it and twisted it.

There was a soft click, and the door opened.

Putting away the key, Lu Sheng stood in the entrance and looked inside, it was clean, and he couldn't tell what the murder scene was, just like an ordinary household.

Entering the door is the shoe cabinet, on which is a small vase with a withered rose in it. A line was written on the belly of the vase with a red marker: Love you forever.

Lu Sheng retracted his gaze and slowly walked through the door, where he entered a five-meter-long corridor flanked by the entrance to the kitchen and bathroom.

He pulled out the pistol at his waist in one hand and held the iron in the other, slowly moving forward.

When he reached the kitchen door, he glanced inside, and there was nothing inside.

Then he turned his head again and looked towards the opposite bathroom.

Call!!

Lu Sheng suddenly turned his head to look at the kitchen again.

At the door of the kitchen where no one was there just now, there was a long-haired woman in a white sweater standing at this time, and she slashed at Lu Sheng's face with a table knife in her expressionless hand.

Phew!

Boom!

Lu Shengyi grabbed her arm, and the knife was only a few centimeters away from his face!

"You're crazy!? you're not right! you're !?" Memories belonged to Jack, who made him recognize the man in front of him immediately.

"You're Rowling!?" Lu Sheng felt the strength of his opponent's arm growing stronger, and he could hear his arms and muscles trembling and moaning.

The muscles on Lu Sheng's face were twisting, and with all his strength, he couldn't stop the knife from getting closer and closer to him, getting closer and closer.

Soon, soon he could almost feel the tip of the knife almost touching his eyeball.

"Fuck you!"

Suddenly, he kicked Rowling hard in the lower abdomen.

Boom!!

Rowling lost her balance, stumbling and falling.

Lu Sheng was just about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, when suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and there was no Rowling in front of him.

He didn't have time to think about it, so he rolled forward on the spot just to avoid the Rowling dinner knife that stabbed behind him.

The person who was still in front of him just now actually ran behind him.

"Damn!" Lu Sheng pulled out his pistol with lightning and shot the woman in front of him three times in the head.

Bang bang bang!!

The gunshots exploded and reverberated in the cramped kitchen, causing a faint pain in his own eardrums.

Rowling's forehead and cheeks each showed three bullet holes, and scarlet blood slowly flowed out of the gun holes. But soon the bullet hole healed on its own, as if it had never appeared.

The knife in Rowling's hand remained at the same speed, slashing at Lu Sheng's head.

"I knew it!" Lu Sheng clenched his iron rod and stabbed forward.

Poof!

This time it worked, and the spikes at the end of the iron rod plunged hard into Rowling's abdomen.

Lu Sheng let go and quickly got up, and stepped forward with a kick.

He was once a freestyle kickboxing master of hundreds of levels, and even if his body was not trained in this way, his reflexes and precision were impeccable.

The kick hit Rowling's elbow, and the knife was kicked off, and it spiraled and fell to the kitchen platform not far away.

Lu Sheng was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, when there was another flower in front of him, and he suddenly lost Rowling's trace again.

Boom!

He turned around and struck an elbow blow to Rowling's neck, which was rushing behind him.

At the same time, her elbow opened and turned her arm down, grabbing Rowling's shoulder.