The man didn't reply, and his movements didn't change in the slightest.

In Mu Yan's spiritual power, the opponent's hand in the left pocket was holding a revolver at this time, and the muzzle of the gun was even aimed at the back of his head, as long as he dared to make the slightest move, he would pull the trigger mercilessly.

"Okay!" Mu Yan stretched out his hands and pushed the pizza box in front of him forward slightly: "Since you don't speak, then I'll also acquiesce to you, let's start with a friendly topic?" ”

"My name is Thun, what do you call me? Should I call you Murphy Hill or ...... Detective Pinker? ”

As soon as the words fell, a silver light pierced the darkness!

The silver revolver also shot silver bullets, but it was silent, and no gunshots were heard, pointing directly at the back of Mu Yan's head!

This is not over, in this short second, the man shot in four directions in a row - all of them were the possible dodge directions of Mu Yan that he predicted!

No mercy!

But where is Mu Yan who needs to dodge, the black curtain constructed by countless spikes rises from behind the sofa the moment the man pulls the trigger, completely blocking his body!

...... However, the expected collision sound did not come.

The black curtain crumbled the moment it came into contact with the silver light, and it didn't have any blocking effect!

Break the Demons! 100% Demon Breaker Bullet!

Mu Yan's somewhat surprised voice came from the air, Detective Pinker's pupils shrank, Rao is he has been walking on the edge of life and death all year round, and at this time, goosebumps all over his body can't help but stand up!

The voice was right next to him!

Without hesitation, he rolled to the left and fired two shots at where he had been standing, and at the same time he swept over the couch behind the strange black wall, and found that there was no figure on it.

The silver trail dissipated in the air, and except for the two small holes in the wall that were silent, everything was the same as usual.

The strangeness of the enemy is beyond his expectations!

But fortunately, he was already hunting strange hunters, and his rich experience made him react quickly, and when he recalled the direction in which the curtain had risen before, he immediately thought of some possibility.

He clenched the silver revolver and pointed around vigilantly, his eyes mainly focused on the shadows of the room, and his steps moved towards the wall little by little, reaching for the switch of the living room headlight!

There was no movement in the living room during the whole process, and the LRRH terrorist attack was still playing on a loop on the TV, and the light kept changing and hitting the wall, reflecting half of his face in different colors.

However, just as he was about to touch the switch, he suddenly withdrew his hand and turned around violently!

At the same time, a powerful palm stretched out from behind him and grabbed his wrist with the gun!

Pulling and pulling, a monster-like force pulled him forward, and at the same time, a powerful knee slammed into his abdomen!

But the man or Detective Pinker is not a vegetarian existence, as a strange person hunting, he is also one of the weird, in addition to marksmanship and brain, although there is no special ability that is too rebellious, but the average physical quality is far beyond ordinary people, plus rich experience, so that his hand-to-hand combat ability is not too good.

So he didn't panic, he responded extremely calmly, and took a big step forward to stabilize his body while blocking his abdomen with his right hand.

However...... The expected blow did not come.

Mu Yan's knee was only halfway raised and then lowered, fluttering, flashing in front of Detective Pinker's eyes, and calmly withdrew......

"Feints?!" Detective Pinker's eyes widened, and the dangerous instincts from the old detective spurred his brain like a pinprick, but he had now missed the last chance to resist!

In the next second, a ferocious elbow hit him in the back!

Magic Pattern Force!

This is the real momentum!

Boom!

Detective Pinker slammed into the ground, and his body even bounced up slightly like a salted fish, but even so, he still held the silver revolver in a trance for a while.

A pair of sneakers from a common stall stepped on his wrist with a gun.

Detective Pinker turned his face sideways with difficulty, his stray hair covering his eyes, but not his cold eyes.

Through the gaps in his hair, he saw a condescending, familiar face, and a strange butterfly pattern that flashed on his face......

Demon Pattern Golem Butterfly.

He was stunned for a second, his eyes gradually becoming glazed.

The corners of Mu Yan's mouth pursed and bent down with a calm smile: "I asked, you answered!" ”

Before the word "A" fell, he suddenly grabbed Detective Pinker's head and slammed it on the ground, and at the same time, a hexagonal amulet-like item appeared in his other hand, and six slender shadows drilled into it from the six corners like an octopus, and he shook his palm violently, and a trace of imperceptible light flashed on the surface of the talisman, and Detective Pinker's mouth immediately came with a cry of pain, and the whole person was thrown upside down, and his arms, legs and feet were tied to his back as if they were tied to his back by an invisible rope in a posture that most violated the way the human joints moved, It's like an inverted puppet in a strange pose.

The blood on his nose dripped on the ground one by one, Mu Yan approached him and patted his face gently: "Are you stupid, don't you know if you control it?" ”

Detective Pinker struggled twice, but unfortunately the binding of his whole body against the joints made him unable to exert his strength at all.

Mu Yan sneered and reached out to touch the silver revolver.

"Don't touch that gun, I'll tell you anything you want to know!" For the first time since entering the house, Detective Pink spoke hoarsely.

Mu Yan's movements stopped, and he looked at him with a smile: "Wouldn't it be good to say that earlier?" It has to be so unpleasant...... But it doesn't seem like you're up to you right now! ”

As he spoke, he snatched the silver revolver from Detective Pinker's hand.

Judging from the importance that Detective Pinker attaches to this gun, this gun is obviously not simple, Mu Yan guesses that breaking demons may only be one of the effects, and he is also a little tempted by this level of items.

However, the expected hint of paradise did not come.

Mu Yan sighed lightly, glanced at Detective Pinker, whose eyes were getting colder and colder, and poured his spiritual power into it!

At this moment, he seemed to be in a violent whirlpool!

Countless images flashed before his eyes, he saw the blood-colored footprints on the ground, saw the city of Ivor, which was far less developed than it is now, saw the body of the brutally dismembered body, saw the man lying in a pool of blood with a strange bulge on the back of his head, thunder, torrential rain, flames, frost...... There are countless voices around me, old and young, roaring and shouting!

"Kill them all! Just like they did to your family! ”

Bang!

All the footage came to a halt, then fell like a meteor and converged in the center of the vortex—a man in a gray trench coat, a gray yarmulka, and a silver pistol stood silently.

He looked up at Mu Yan, his face was three points similar to the "Detective Pinker" hanging by Mu Yan outside, and the coldness on his face seemed to be carved out of a mold.

"You don't belong here!" The man spoke calmly, but countless voices overlapped together, like thunder, and then he raised his gun and shot at Mu Yan.