"What's the joke!" Wang Fei and the other police officers who were barely able to stand were so frightened that their faces turned pale, white turned blue, green and red, red and purple, and their hearts were not as simple as being terrified to the extreme!

Wrong, all wrong. The impoverished imagination limits one's own assessment of danger.

That guy is definitely not an extraordinary criminal who can be taken down by dozens of police officers with targeted tactical strikes.

He should be a monster who directly sent an army to attack!

What to do?

Rao is Wang Fei has rich experience as a criminal policeman, and in the face of the situation in front of him, it is also the first time that a flower girl has been on a sedan chair, and the whole person is in a state of confusion. After all, in his previous life, he had never encountered such a monster with a different painting style.

- No, now it's not about what to do, it's about how to live!

Although as a policeman, Wang Fei has long been mentally prepared to die at any time, and even prepared a suicide note before every police trip, but when he dies in this gap, there is always an unwillingness to be crushed to death as cannon fodder!

"What, scared, frightened, and desperate for it?"

A deep and cold voice sounded from behind Wang Fei and the others, pulling them out of their panicked negative emotions.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and the person who spoke was a strange person dressed in a black windbreaker and a black cowboy hat, who couldn't see anything clearly except for a pair of sharp eyes, and was dressed as a Republic of China agent.

"Who are you?!" A middle-aged police officer subconsciously asked.

"Don't be nervous, I'm a super police officer who came all the way here, and this is my ID." The strange man took out a small red book and revealed his identity.

This little red book has a different format, with only a two-inch photo column, a name column, and a department column - so simple that if it weren't for an official seal at the bottom right that can't be imitated, Wang Fei almost thought it was a child's toybook.

"You're Hongguang?" Wang Fei looked at the name on Xiaohong's name column and confirmed.

"Yes." The weirdo nodded in acknowledgement.

"It's a little bit different...... Wang Fei muttered quietly compared to the two-inch color photo on the little red book.

The photo is clearly a sunny and handsome young man with a shaved head, where does he look like this tightly wrapped weirdo. And the department is shown as a special department, not a short name, nor any explanation, just two simple words, special department.

Who is teasing, when did the empire set up this department, and why didn't he, as a person in the system, know?

But the bright red official seal can't be faked...... There are quirks.

'Oh, no! Wang Fei patted his head, now is not the time to have a suspicious attack.

Special circumstances, special treatment.

He hurriedly asked: "You say you are a super policeman?" Why did you come all the way here?"

"Ha, of course it's to solve that guy, isn't the establishment of the special department to deal with this situation?" Hong Guangyao pointed at Gu Wuji, who was high above, and said casually, not knowing how much of a spiritual shock these words brought to other people's hearts.

Without waiting for Wang Fei to continue asking, this guy went to the South Point Building by himself. The others were forced by the raging fire of the heat wave to chase after them.

It's strange to say, Gu Wuji has been standing still after letting go of his ultimate, like a second fool.

In a moment's effort, Hong Guang walked to the top of the building step by step, and the flames met him as if they had encountered ice, and they automatically subsided, forming a vacuum within a radius of three meters.

"Suck~, exhale~"

Looking at Gu Wuji from afar, Hong Guang first lit a cigarette for himself, Meimei took a puff, spit out a circle of smoke rings, and then slowly spoke: "Tsk, it's so quiet, do you want to make a memory kill?" ”

Gu Wuji didn't respond, and ignored him.

"Hey, can you hear me?" Hong Guang shouted twice, and when he saw that the other party didn't care about himself, he pouted: "Okay, don't blame me for the sneak attack if you're dead." ”

He spoke slowly, but his shot was as fast as thunder, and he pulled out two revolvers from his windbreaker and shot at Gu Wuji again and again. However, the marksmanship was too bad, and only one of the more than a dozen shots fired in a row grazed Gu Wuji's arm, bringing up a few drops of blood and splashing.

Feeling the slight pain, Gu Wuji finally put away his thoughts and moved his gaze to Hong Guang.

"Cut, if it weren't for the distance, I might have killed you directly." Hong Guang looked regretful.

“......”

Gu Wuji looked at the attacker with a strange expression.

Who is this person? Why does it hurt me?

is obviously dressed in a cold and weird manner, and the tone of his speech is full of funny style.

Is it intentional, or is it nature?

'Forget it, so much it doesn't matter, it's time to move on to the next stop. Shaking his head, Gu Wuji stepped on the dragon's head and controlled the fire dragon to prepare to fly into the clouds.

Whoosh –

said that it was too late, and then quickly, a silver flying knife with a red tassel tied to the end of the rope shot straight towards the vital point, and was avoided sideways by Gu Wuji.

"Well, there's a limit to ignoring people, right?" Hong Guang squinted, and a pair of pale golden eyes were like tiger pupils, which concealed the momentum of not being angry and arrogant: "Or do you think you can't kill you?" ”

"Trouble." As soon as Gu Wuji's thought moved, the fire dragon under his feet split into a miniature clone, and slammed into Hong Guang with his teeth and claws, which was cute and funny.

Poof—

The mini fire dragon automatically disintegrates the moment it touches the flood, making it as fragile as an egg touching a stone.

"Ha, I'm sorry, I'm immune to any damage if I want to." Hong Guang grinned, there was no smile in his eyes, like a tiger staring at its prey: "On the other hand, although I am proficient in eighteen weapons, only the flying knife is the most convenient to use." ”

As he spoke, he flipped his hands, and between the fingers of his palms were eight flying knives that shimmered with a silver metallic luster.

Whoosh –

Eight flying knives bit their tails back and forth and flew at Gu Wuji, as fast as a flash of lightning.

Gu Wuji raised his hand, and a large ball of cyan flames met the flying knife, wanting to forcibly dissolve the flying knife with the high temperature.

This logic is normal, and when the flame temperature reaches 5,000 degrees, the apparent color is cyan. In the face of such a high temperature of flames, the living will be burned to ashes in an instant, not to mention a few throwing knives.

But the fact is that the flying knife completely ignored the high temperature interception of the flames, and stabbed Gu Wuji with the same intention.

Well, five of the eight hits, stuck in three places in the arms, chest, and thighs.

It is not fatal, but the pain is clear.

Gu Wuji pulled out the flying knife, and a ball of flame suddenly gushed out from the edge of the wound to repair the wound automatically, and it was restored as before.

This level of damage can't kill him, but it adds up to a lot, and maybe it can be done.

"Yo yo yo, dare to be slow and logical on this occasion, are you big-hearted, or are you really not afraid of death?" I don't know when, Hong Guang narrowed the distance, and the distance between him and Gu Wuji was only a stone's throw away.

While he was talking, he took out a Nipur saber from his trench coat and slashed at Gu Wuji's waist at a tricky angle.

Roar –

Before Gu Wuji could react, the fire dragon took the lead in letting out a dissatisfied roar, and one shook off the uninvited Hong Guang, and by the way, he gave a tail whip.

It's just that its tail slapped like a wave crashing on a reef, and it was useless except for crushing its bones.

So far, the fire resistance displayed by Hongguang is terrifyingly high.

"Is it a superpower?"

Gu Wuji realized it later, and the idea of exploration flashed, and then fell silent. He's almost an autistic person, and it's hard to be interested in outside things, even if he dies in the next second.

Boom –

Hong Guang's knife was so fast and fast that a knife curtain appeared in a row, dismembering the fire dragon dragon head gorgeously, and taking Gu Wuji's head straight without stopping.

At the last moment, Gu Wuji condensed a high-density fire blade with one hand to block.

Although he doesn't know how to fight, and he hasn't learned martial arts, his fighting instinct seems to be innate, and he can do it as long as he wants to, such as this just right block.

"Wow, fire can also be used as a weapon, I've seen it for a long time." Hong Guang pretended to exaggerate in admiration, and stabbed Gu Wuji's waist plate with a flying knife in his other hand.

This guy has a lot of bad taste, and he always thinks badly about other people's kidneys.

Fortunately, Gu Wuji is not a vegetarian, and he is not interested in tasting the taste of 'being hit by the kidney'.

The fire slammed into the air, instantly devouring the flood light, and the scorching glare filled its field of vision.