With a decision in his mind, Suge began to think about how to kill this guy.

"People have big shoulders and round waists, and I'm thin. He had a gun, I didn't. He has mystical powers, and I don't have them now. You can't deal with it head-on. As he walked, Suge thought quickly.

Fortunately, it was the rush hour and there were a lot of people on the street, so he didn't act rashly because he was afraid of his identity as a policeman. Suge thought as his eyes quickly swept to find a solution.

Moving quickly along the road, Suge soon crossed the crowded street and came to the business district slightly closer to the center of the city.

Today, the shops are not open, and the streets are very quiet.

Suge turned his head slightly, and found that Jace behind him was still following him.

"What to do! What to do!" Su Ge became more and more anxious in his heart, if he continued like this, he would only be forced to a dead end.

WhewW......

A cold wind blew in his face, and when Suge was completely overwhelmed, he suddenly heard a faint sound in his ears.

"Twenty meters...... Turn left, thirty meters, turn right. ”

"Who!?" Su Ge's heart tightened.

The voice didn't answer, it seemed to be gone.

Suger was in a tangle, unable to tell if the voice was good or bad, or maybe it was a trap Jace had set for him.

Glancing back again, Suge saw that Jace, who was about twenty meters away from him, had slowly pulled out the pistol at his waist.

"The effective range of this police revolver is sixty meters, and I will die at this distance!" Thinking of this, the hairs on Su Ge's whole body exploded, and in the next second, he suddenly accelerated without any hesitation and rushed forward frantically.

He has no way out now, and those who do not listen to this voice will surely die, and if he listens to this voice, he may still have some way to live.

Jace in the back flashed a gloom in his eyes when he saw Suge rushing forward, and his body suddenly accelerated and rushed forward.

"I'll see where you can run!" Jace is confident in his physical fitness, and it only takes a dozen seconds to catch up with him at such a distance.

"It's a real panic, it's a dead end for garbage, and there's not even a door. "Jace, who has been here for more than a decade, knows the streets of the city very well.

"This time I'm going to let you die completely and become my corpse slave. Jace's eyes flashed an eerie green.

Here, Suge turned the corner and ran frantically against the wall, looking behind him as he ran.

As soon as he turned his head, he happened to see Jace with a gloomy face, and the distance between the two of them was less than fifteen meters at this time.

"So fast!"

In a hurry, Suge quickly took off his coat and threw it backwards, interfering with his shooting vision, and his body burst out with all its strength to rush to the second corner.

At the moment of turning, Suge saw not a safe road or place, but a dead end for storing garbage.

However, in the face of this situation, Su Ge's eyes burst out with an indescribable excitement.

"That voice didn't lie to me!"

It was a dead end, of course, but in this dead end was this tattered corpse that seemed to have been eaten by vicious dogs.

The corpse was nothing special, and it was the two people standing next to the corpse that gave Suge hope.

The two men were dressed in black coats, with a blood-soaked golden chalice crest on their chests, leather black tricorne hats on their heads, and animal skin shawls on their shoulders.

They carried two swords on their backs, one long and one short, with crossbows and revolvers pinned to their waists, and darts and ammunition packs strapped to the outside of their thighs, looking like two heavily armed special forces.

The two of them slowly turned their heads when they heard the voice, and golden vertical pupils like cat's eyes appeared in Su Ge's sight.

These are not two ordinary people, but two witchers of the Church of the Holy Blood.

The Witchers belong to one of the Church's agencies dealing with mysteries, and these people lost all human emotions and became a killing machine after becoming Witchers.

So, Suge is not worried that they and the police have anything to do with the cult.

On the other hand, the witchers belong to the Judgment, and it is their duty to hunt witches and cults in their own right.

"Help! Help! I'm being hunted down by the necromancers of the Death Sect!" Su Ge shouted for help.

After hearing the words Death Cult and Necromancer, the middle-aged witcher with a white beard on the left became interested, and when he raised his gaze, he just happened to see Jace rushing towards him with a pistol.

"Not good!"

The moment he saw these two witchers, Jayton was like seeing a cat and a mouse, and the hairs on his body stood on end, and a wave of fear emanating from his soul instantly overwhelmed his reason.

So he didn't say a word, didn't even explain, instinctively turned around and ran.

The middle-aged witcher didn't move, and winked at the green-haired young witcher beside him.

Suge only felt a fresh breeze blowing, and the witcher was gone.

Seeing the witcher chase him out, Suge breathed a deep sigh of relief, leaning against the wall and gasping violently.

The middle-aged demon hunter looked at Su Ge with interest, and let out a hoarse and low voice: "How did you know that we were here? With your current physical fitness and heart rate, you have just run about seventy meters vigorously. There are two corners in the alley, a total of fifty meters, and the average person has no idea what is going on inside, that person should have been following you for a while, and the sudden run seems to have a clear purpose in front of us. ”

Hearing this series of accurate analysis, a trace of fear flashed in Su Ge's heart: "This kind of analysis ability is even more awesome than the agent protagonist in the movie." ”

Su Ge didn't lie about the witcher's question, and said truthfully, "Yes, that cultist has been tracking me for almost a kilometer. Just when I was at a loss, I suddenly heard an ethereal voice in my ears that brought me here, I was a dead horse doctor, so I started to run, and I came to you. ”

The witcher's golden vertical pupils looked at Suge and asked, "What kind of voice is it?"

Su Ge frowned slightly: "I can't describe it, it seems to be a sound from the cold wind." ”

The witcher didn't ask any more, lost in thought.

After a while, the young witcher returned, dragging Jace's sturdy corpse as if he were carrying a dead chicken in his hand: "Solved." ”

Suge carefully looked at John's body, which was pierced through the heart with precision, without the slightest deviation.

"It's only been less than twenty seconds!" thought Suge in shock

"Tell him... Tell him! I'm dying so badly... Avenge me!...... the madmen."

As his voice trembled, Suge heard the ethereal voice again.

"I heard it, I heard it again. Suge said suddenly.

The middle-aged witcher asked, "What did you hear?"

"The voice told you that he died a terrible death, and that he was to avenge him, and that it was a group of madmen who killed him. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man let go of his body and looked at the faceless corpse and said, "I see." ”