On the skin of Zou Zhengze's chest, two faces, a man and a woman, slowly emerged belonging to Zeng Weiming and Wang Fangni.

The two faces were dumbfounded, their expressions were sometimes happy and sad, sometimes angry and sometimes resentful, and their mouths muttered indistinctly, "Come, come, come..."

Hearing the call, the souls of those residents floating in mid-air looked more serene and serene, as if they had heard the gospel of divine purity, and involuntarily flew towards Zou Zhengze.

"Boom"

The round cake-shaped explosives bag blasted out without conscience drew an arc-shaped trajectory in the air and spun and flew towards Zou Zhengze.

However, before he could get closer, the package filled with the bomb charge was struck by a thunderbolt that fell from the dark clouds and exploded.

The shock wave caused by the explosion tore a gap in the swirling demonic energy vortex, and Li Ang, who was standing on the top floor of the rooftop in the distance, bent forward, almost at a forty-five degree angle to the ground, and sprinted like a cheetah.

Boots kick up dust, winds roll up hoods, and adrenaline rushes into the bloodstream, prompting the liver and muscles to release sugar into the bloodstream and provide the tendons with volcanic lava-like energy.

The blazing body seemed to be burning, and Li Ang stepped on the edge of the rooftop, like a lone sail in the stormy waves, wrapped in the surging wind, and jumped into the air.

His back was shrouded in the vast moonlight, and Li Ang, who was still in the air, flipped it in his hand, took out his rifle, and shot at the demon.

The gunfire rang out like firecrackers, the flames that burst from the muzzles of the guns dispersed the night, and the bullets carved into the cross-shaped grooves at the warheads swirled and flew forward, burrowing into the only gap in the vortex of demonic energy.

The searing warhead slammed into the Majin's massive body, tearing through the skin, converging muscles, and splattering with blood, like a downpour that had ravaged a pond, causing ripples.

Half of the magazine was pouring out of bullets, and Leon landed from the sky and stepped heavily on another rooftop roof.

Since it is a charge, there can be no pause.

Leon ran wildly, his fingers still holding the trigger, his shoulder being hit back and forth by the recoil of the gun, but he never moved.

The front of Zou Zhengze's body was inlaid with metal shrapnel, shining in the moonlight, and the seemingly horrific and tragic injuries only made him feel a little bored.

"Ugh."

The sturdy demon who did not look like a human figure frowned and sighed softly, as if he had pity for Li Ang's indiscretion. I saw the flesh and blood at the wound wriggling wantonly, expanding and expanding like fermented dough, squeezing out all the shrapnel and falling to the ground with a clang.

Zou Zhengze guided the souls of the residents to fly towards him slowly with one hand, and while bending down, he pressed the red palm of the other fan on the rooftop floor.

The fingertips pierced into the ground without any hindrance, and with a dull loud sound, Zou Zhengze easily lifted a large piece of reinforced concrete with one hand, like throwing a discus, and threw it at Li Ang.

The concrete block seemed to spin and fly slowly, and Leon, who still maintained a charging posture, put away the rifle with the empty magazine, increased his running speed again, and leaned back, allowing his back to glide against the ground.

The rough stone rubbed his back, and Leon was still expressionless, until the moment his feet stepped on the stone guardrail at the bottom of the edge of the rooftop, he slammed the ground with one hand, and pushed himself into the air like a pole vault.

The body rotated, the vision swayed, and the feeling of weightlessness stimulated the vestibular organs, but the feet were just stepping on the reinforced concrete stone thrown by Zou Zheng.

Peal –

Using the concrete stone as the pedal, followed by a huge shock force, Li Ang changed direction again, drew a Z-shaped trajectory in the air, and blasted straight towards Zou Zhengze like a meteorite falling to the ground.

"Bells and whistles, juggling tricks!"

The Majin laughed maniacally, and tyranny was written on his ugly face.

He swung his fist, and his bone-covered arm was like a cannonball, from the bottom up, to meet the falling Leon.

Seeing that he was about to be pierced into a skewer by a craggy bone spur, Li Ang's face did not change, and he took out the shotgun from the backpack bar, put the handle of the gun against his chest, and pulled the trigger towards the sky.

The huge recoil changed the falling point again, and Li Ang narrowly grazed the bone spur on Zou Zhengze's arm and landed on the ground, and before he could stand firm, Zou Zhengze had already smashed down with a heavy fist.

This smash is really like the collapse of a mountain and the collapse of a huge wave.

Before he had time to dodge and retreat, Li Ang bowed down and punched the concrete floor of the rooftop with a punch.

The rooftop, which had been opened by Zou Zhengze, was already on the verge of collapse, and under Li Ang's punch full of ripple energy, the cracks all over the rooftop floor instantly expanded, and the entire rooftop collapsed.

Zou Zhengze only felt that his feet suddenly lost his balance, and the whole person slipped and fell in the direction of the collapse of the rooftop, and fell into the corridor of the corridor.

The punch that should have crushed Leon into flesh foam also fell to the side, smashing a hole in the stone wall of the corridor.

The dust was filled, blocking the vision, and Li Ang, who was holding the dagger, quietly bullied himself and stabbed Zou Zhengze in the chest.

Ding——

The dagger stabbed in the center of the palm, making a crisp sound of gold and iron, and Li Ang's palm shook violently, and his whole arm was faintly numb.

I saw that the red and black runes on Zou Zhengze's body were writhing and circling like tadpoles, and his already tall body was raised again, and his skin was shining with a red luster like iron slurry.

Unable to break through the defense, he didn't even stab his skin, and the powerful body endowed by the Yin and Yang Polar Demon Dao made Zou Zhengze enough to ignore this level of attack.

"Weak."

The demon man gave a comment indifferently, and his body seemed to flash for a moment, and the strong thighs comparable to those of African elephants had quietly lifted up at some point, and a knee hit Leon in the chest.

Click————

The bulletproof steel plates of the CQB tactical body armor were directly shattered in pieces, scattered and swirled, and chiseled deep into the concrete walls of the narrow corridor.

Even with the ripple energy protector, Li Ang still felt his chest paralyzed, completely unconscious, and the whole person involuntarily flew backwards, and his back slammed into the wall at the corner of the corridor.

Rumble.

The ceramic patches on the walls are crumbling like spider webs, showing a human-shaped depression, and if you stand outside the building, you can clearly see a "swollen lump" on the outer wall.

The reason why the system gives a 72-hour mission time limit is actually to imply that he can follow the police and cooperate with the authorities.

With the help of the power of the state apparatus, continue to pursue Zou Zhengzheng for three days, and find an opportunity to kill him, instead of rushing forward to the front like now.

There is meat and output on the other side, and I can't bear it.

Knock, knock, knock.

The machi's muscular and massive body began a savage charge through the narrow hallway, the ground trembling, and anything that stood in his way—whether it was rubble, tables, chairs, or even walls—was smashed to smithereens.

Li Ang reluctantly stood up, and when he saw the two faces on Zou Zhengze's chest, he was still muttering vaguely,

As the demon ran faster and faster, the eyes of the two faces became clearer, the expression became more resentful, and the voice became louder and louder.

"Come, come, come..."

The eyes of the human face were wide open, and he roared with resentment, as if calling on Li Ang, asking him to give up resistance, meet fate, and take the initiative to merge with Zou Zhengze.