The cyan light of the broken sword pierced past my ear, and with the sound of a whistling sword, the blazing flames made my cheeks ache.

Fortunately, the man at the door dragged me, otherwise I would have died from my broken sword.

I let out a scream of fright, and my body slammed into the wall with inertia, as the man in black raised his sword and stabbed me in the chest again.

He didn't cover his eyes with his hand at this point, but he was bleeding from the injured eye, and the tail of the nail I slapped into could be seen clearly.

Just as the broken sword was about to stab him, the man at the door leaned forward, raised his foot and kicked it, only to hear a muffled sound, and the man in black fell directly backwards.

This series of actions can be completed in just a few blinks of an eye, and the danger in it cannot be written in words.

I sat on the ground and was already stunned, because the passage was narrow, the man at the door jumped directly over me and rushed straight at the man in black.

Looking at his back, I always felt a little familiar, but I couldn't name him.

After the man in black stood up, he knew that he had met an opponent, and his strength was greatly reduced due to his eye injury, so he could only hold the broken sword and retreat, and he had been forced back to the warehouse by the comer.

Because the man in black is very cunning and vicious, I am afraid that the person who saved me will suffer.

So after I gritted my teeth and stood up, I first opened the small iron gate and looked outside, at this time the sun was shining, there was no pedestrian on the path outside, I used a stone to resist the small iron gate, so that it was convenient for us to escape, and the second was to let the police who came to save us find this place as soon as possible.

When I had done this, I grabbed the scimitar I had snatched from the man in black from the ground, squeezed it tightly in my hand, and walked back into the dimly lit warehouse.

As soon as I opened the second door, I saw that the two of them were already fighting, and the man who rescued me was holding a stick, and I couldn't see what it was because of the dimness of the warehouse.

I slowly walked through the small door, leaning back on the table, waiting for my moment.

I secretly decided in my heart that as long as I had the opportunity, I would not hesitate to rush forward to end the life of the man in black.

At this time, I saw the man in black cut off the sword and slashed at the man, and then quickly lifted a wine barrel on the ground and threw it over, the man was not afraid at all, after leaning to avoid the broken sword, he stepped on the wall sideways, a beautiful backflip, I was dumbfounded, I was afraid that his head would hit the roof.

It was only after the man dodged the barrel and landed that I finally saw who he was.

I was also dumbfounded, and I couldn't imagine with my toes that the person who came turned out to be a mustachioed policeman!

Looking at the mustachioed policeman's skills, I was almost stunned, I had always thought he was a waste policeman, but I didn't expect to be able to fight like this with the ghost hunter in black, which simply shocked my eyeballs.

And the weapon he held in his hand was not an unusual thing, just a baton he carried with him.

Surprised to surprised, I still slowly moved towards them, and the mustachioed policeman seemed to have guessed my intentions, and shouted without looking back:

"Stay where you are, don't need help!"

After two rounds of fighting, the man in black was kicked by the mustache, he stood up and wiped the blood from his face and said fiercely:

"Who are you? I have no grievances with you, so why bother me? ”

The mustache was not in a hurry to deal with him, he pulled the baton in his hand and said easily:

"I'm a police officer, and I'm a ghost hunter. I really have no grievances with you, but you have broken the law, broken the rules, and my identity inside and outside can't spare you! ”

Only then did I realize that the mustachioed policeman was also a ghost catcher, and he was really unseemly.

The man in black twisted his neck with a sneer, and said viciously:

"Is it the police or the ghost hunt? Very good! Since I can't hide today, then Lao Tzu won't keep his hands! ”

Then, before we could react, we saw the man in black instantly jump onto the dark red wine jar, and opened the lid, only to see the line puppet monster inside, grinning again.

The mustachioed policeman was slightly stunned, and shouted with some surprise:

"You've got an evil ghost!"

I heard it clearly on the side, this monster that ate my blood turned out to be called an evil ghost, no wonder it looked so disgusting.

The man in black didn't answer, a greedy sneer leaked from his yellow-skinned face, and he pointed at us and said in a deep voice:

"Go up and eat them, bite them to death, and drink up their blood."

As soon as the words fell, the evil spirit imp in the wine jar rushed out instantly, dragging his bloody body, as if he had been cut off from his waist, without legs, but his two claws looked extremely sharp, like two scissors.

The evil ghost imp flew to the mustachioed policeman first, the blood on its body was scattered all over the ground, and the two scissor hands were straight towards the mustachioed policeman, and the mustachioed policeman quickly turned around and dodged, and then raised the baton in his hand and pumped.

As a result, the evil ghost just shook a little, and after fooling the mustachioed policeman, it quickly rushed towards me again, and I was so frightened that I hurriedly retreated, and my feet slipped and fell instantly.

At the same time, the evil ghost had rushed in front of me, and I could clearly smell the bloody rancid stench on its body, and its claws went straight to the door in front of me, and I tried to block it with my hand but was locked by it.

Seeing that its fangy mouth was about to bite me, I didn't know if it was blood or saliva in its mouth, and it blew my face.

At this moment, only a "poof" sound was heard, and a piece of baton suddenly appeared on its forehead, and it was the mustachioed policeman behind it who stabbed it through the back of the head of the evil ghost.

Before I could react, the mustachioed policeman threw a copper coin from his pocket on the ground and said quickly:

"Feed it!"

At the same time, the man in black behind the mustachioed policeman attacked him again.

I was lying on the ground with a bloody face, and there was an evil ghost in front of me who was no longer moving, and the blood on its face kept dripping down my face.

I broke free of its claws and picked up the coin from the ground.

I don't know much about history, so I can't tell the age of the coin, but I can only see that it is dark yellow with four traditional characters written on it.

After that, I didn't care, and directly fed the copper coin into the mouth of the evil ghost.

As soon as I put it in its mouth, I saw that the evil ghost imp began to smoke wildly, and his body trembled non-stop, I was afraid that it was moving, so I gritted my teeth and turned it over and pressed it to the ground, and lowered the copper coin with the scimitar in my hand.

It wasn't until it shook more and more, and finally my body began to thicken into water, that I stood up.

After a long exhale, I wiped my face and looked at the man in black again.

At this time, the man in black had long lost his combat effectiveness, and the broken sword was kicked aside by the mustachioed policeman, who was frantically beating him with a baton.

I clutched the scimitar and walked slowly towards the man in black, anyway, it looked like he was unconscious, and I stabbed him in the neck.