Anjou gathered the ten drivers of the attempted kidnapping, swung his sword to cut off their clothes, leaving only a pair of underwear, and made sure that they had no weapons on them, so he drew a circle on the ground with his sword. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Honestly stay inside, hands come out to chop hands, feet come out and stomp feet. ”

Several people kowtowed and begged for mercy, and cried that there were old and young people in the family, and people would die if they lost too much blood.

Anjou wanted to give them some medicine and bandages to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation, but she remembered the duct cord in the space under the seat of their truck, and she didn't know how many poor people had been tied.

"You can learn from animals and lick each other to disinfect each other. ”

The system reminds: 'Host, the clouds of the spiritual department want to talk to you. ’

Anjou shook off the blood beads on his sword, but did not return the sword into the sheath, walked to the side of the bicycle, took off the phone and held it in his hand: "Connect it." ’

The mobile phone rang with the ringtone of the video phone, and the next second jumped out of Yun Changkong's face, and his tone was nervous: "I have already sent someone to the scene as soon as possible, and I will arrive within three minutes, just kill the person, you didn't use the power beyond the innate martial artist, right?"

When Yun Changkong received the alarm, he really wanted to kill a few people who provoked Anjou, these scumbags, who is not good to provoke Jun Mowen's junior sister.

Anjou listened to what the other party said, but he was not nervous: "I didn't kill anyone, I just cut off a person's genitals, and then two flesh wounds, and then kicked over a few trucks, causing them some losses." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's your kindness that doesn't die...... Cut the genitals?!" Yun Changkong's voice rose sharply.

Anru copied Jun Mo's expression, and showed a calm face: "If the other party wants to commit a crime, I will confiscate his tools for committing a crime, this is nothing to make a fuss about, right?"

"Nope. Yun Changkong swallowed his saliva, shook his head, and then said: "You haven't revealed your spiritual identity, according to the laws of mankind, you are also defending and counterattacking, and there are no dead people, this matter is easy to do, if you don't want to deal with the police, when our people arrive, you can go directly." ”

The speed of the spiritual department was much faster than that of the police, and as soon as he finished the video call with Yun Changkong, two people rushed from the entrance of the tunnel, swept over a bunch of naked men in the circle, and a dirty picture flashed in his mind.

"Lord An, are you injured?!"

Anjou wanted to save face, and pretended to be calm: "I was hit by a hammer, the bones are fine, it's a flesh wound, and it's good to have blood over the luck." ”

"Damn!" the older one scolded, making a look, only to see another young man with a weaker cultivation step forward and use his palm as a knife, "pop papa" a few times, the sound of moaning and begging for mercy suddenly disappeared, and the world was clean.

"Lord An, don't be careless just because the other party is an ordinary person, every year we receive more than a hundred cases of spiritual cultivators being injured by mortals. The cultivation was higher and swept away the eyes of several big men, and took out a needle similar to a fish bone from between the teeth of the middle-aged man whose genitals were cut the most seriously injured: "Even if they are stripped naked, they may hide the needle in their mouths, and when they don't activate the defense talisman, it is easy to suffer." ”

Twist the fish needle, and there is a thin needle like cow hair inside, blue and watery, and it is poisoned at a glance.

"This is a powerful anesthetic, and the demon cultivators who have not transformed can be put down, it seems that there is someone behind them ......" The man thoughtfully, put away the fine needle, and said happily: "Fortunately, you attacked his life, so that he couldn't lift his internal strength and didn't launch a hidden weapon." ”

"Thank you. Anjou was also frightened for a while, and faintly heard the sound of the siren in his ears, hurriedly put his sword into the sheath, and stepped on the bicycle: "This is handed over to you, please take a closer look, they are habitual offenders, see what they have done before, let them get the punishment they deserve." ”

"Understood. ”

Anjou slid out of the tunnel on his bicycle, and although the exit was blocked by the overturned truck, it was not tightly blocked, and the bicycle could still pass through the car.

The two spiritualists sent Anru away and started to clean up the scene, mainly to clean up those unconventional traces, but the monitoring in the tunnel has long been broken, and there is no need to deal with it, and other traces can also use martial arts to come to the world, the only thing that is not easy to deal with is:

"Captain, all the engines are broken. ”

"Can a kung fu like a bull fight in the air create such a situation?"

"I don't think so, the line is clearly broken, like being cut by a sharp weapon. ”

"That is the sword qi that erupts in the air. ”

"The outgoing sword qi can only be done by martial arts innately, Lord An has been practicing martial arts for less than a year, will anyone not believe it?"

"Being able to kick over an overloaded truck is not far from the congenital, let's just put it this way, the doubters themselves will make up the plot of low-key hiding and pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger...... When the police are coming, you go and tell them to bring these eyesore back first, and find out where the powerful anesthetic needles come from, and maybe you can catch a big fish. ”

On the other side, Anjou drove for several kilometers before looking back at the mountain road where the scene was no longer visible, and stopped on the side of the road to take out water to clean up his hands and face.

Just now, a bus drove by, and a child on the bus poked his head out and pointed at her and shouted, "My sister has blood on her body", but the parents dragged her back, closed the window and drew the curtains, and you could faintly hear the adults teaching the children: "Don't point at others, especially people with weapons......

"Those frightened eyes, as if I were a murderer. ”

Anjou muttered to herself, retched a few times, but couldn't spit out anything, so she poured the remaining half bottle of mineral water over her head.

Anjou is not a delicate flower who grew up in a greenhouse, since he was a child, he took it, caught frogs and beat sparrows, cut yellow eels, cut frog skins alive, cut the necks of chickens and ducks and bleed, but it was the first time to hurt people, and the feeling of stabbing a sword into human flesh was different from killing chickens.

Although those people deserved it and didn't feel guilty in their hearts, the smell of blood was really unpleasant, much worse than bleeding gums, which made her sick to her stomach.

However, it was a faint trick to pour water on the head, although the brain was clearer, but the water that flowed down the shirt was wet, and the white shirt was not thick, and it became a little transparent when it was wet, so I turned out a thin jacket and put it on.

Anjou shook her head, too lazy to wipe her hair, hung the armrest of the hat king, and turned into the car: "Jin Yi, has the concealment technique failed, why are they staring at me?"

'No, concealment can only blur other people's perception of you, thinking that you are ordinary and easy to be ignored in crowded places, but your sword, your car, and your clothes are not ignored. The system explained: "The target of that group is a lonely woman, they can't remember your facial features, but it doesn't prevent them from thinking you're a fat sheep." ’

"That's right. Anru sighed: "Jin Yi, next time I practice swordsmanship in the illusion world, let me simulate the actual combat more." ’

The system agrees: 'Okay, host. ’