After the figure that flew upside down landed, it twitched a few times with a dry cough and struggled to stand up.

Bean-sized raindrops fell densely on the top of his head, cutting across his shriveled flesh, but tattooed with rivers and flames, and dripping on the ground.

The officers gathered at the gallery's door recovered from their initial horror, and most of them pointed their guns at the gallery's empty door frame, shouting a warning: "Listen, people inside, we're the LAPD Patrol Brigade... Come out with your hands held high...";

The remaining two policewomen began to fulfill their duty as law enforcers to protect ordinary citizens, and walked quickly to the old man who looked like an avant-garde artist in the middle of the street, and hurriedly comforted: "Are you okay, sir, the ambulance will be coming soon, please hold on..."

"You idiot cops don't even know who is the gangster and who is the good guy, be careful, don't get close to that devil..."Just then, a hoarse warning sound suddenly sounded in the gallery, but it was too late.

As they spoke, the policewomen had already walked within about a meter of the old man.

The old man suddenly let out a few creepy laughs, and said in a strange tone: "God bless, finally there is flesh that can heal the wounds...", and a few wisps of bright red powder splashed from his sleeves.

After the red powder floated out, it seemed to have a life of its own, and it swayed up against the invasion of the torrential rain and rose to the old man's lips.

"Raise your hands and crouch on the ground." Seeing this strange scene, the two policewomen stood still in unison, pulled out their pistols from their waists, pointed at the old man, and shouted in extremely stern voices.

In Millican, law enforcement officers are so authoritative that if they raise their guns to give warnings, the general public will not be held accountable if they do not do so, even if they do shoot.

Hearing the policewoman's shout, the old man slowly raised his hands, but his face showed a weird smile without panic, and he puffed up his mouth and blew hard.

In an instant, he saw the red pink mist floating in front of his eyes quietly turning, and quickly flew towards the two policewomen, penetrating into their skin.

After the pink was stained, the bodies of the policewomen immediately inflated up like balloons, shattering the uniforms that had fit.

What was even more terrifying was hearing the exclamations of their peers behind them, but they themselves seemed to be unaware, and their faces that had become bigger than pumpkins showed puzzled expressions.

After that, I heard two muffled sounds, and the policewoman's entire body burst open, and the snow-white skeleton was scattered on the road with a 'bang, bang', and the muscles and organs around the body turned into red, white, yellow, and green pieces with blood, and were sucked into the old man's mouth in the rain.

"Damn, Moliel and Lazarin, actually, actually... What is this, monster, shoot, shoot...";

"Kill him, shit, this guy dares to use evil magic to harm the police...";

"Bastard, watch me blow your head off..."... Seeing this incredibly terrifying scene, the remaining police officers exclaimed, and invariably turned their guns towards the old man, regardless of the concentrated fire volley.

Suddenly, the barrage formed by the bullets from a dozen pistols flew wildly on the streets of Los Angeles, such a distance that even the most elite special forces on the earth could not dodge, but the old man who looked like he was about to die shrank his body, and jumped and ran like an ape to dodge all the bullets.

And Zhang Longchu, who was hiding behind the old man in the partition of the sushi restaurant and watching the excitement, did not have such a flexible skill, and when he saw the police officers raising their guns in the direction where he was, he felt bad in his heart, and muttered a curse in his mouth, "Shit...", his mind turned, his face was instantly elongated, and snow-white hairs poked out from the pores of his body.

Unfortunately, before he could completely transform into a giant wolf, the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him had been shot several times, completely shattered into glass slag, and one of the bullets pierced through the glass and hit him right in the chest.

Fortunately, although the transformation was not completed, Zhang Longchu's physique had become completely different from that of an ordinary teenager after launching his extraordinary ability, and as the process of turning into a wolf continued, the warhead fell out of the wound by the squeezing muscles, and then the wound healed quickly, and at this time he had already turned around and pounced on Celia's body, blocking the stray bullets that could cause damage for the girl.

Here, Zhang Longchu relied on the power of transformation to get rid of the disaster of innocence;

Across the street, a fat man with a beard, a leather jacket, and his exposed arms embroidered with tattoos of ancient figures, holding his head in a brightly colored silk scarf, strode out of the gallery and yelled at the policemen, "Now you know who the enemy is!"

But you guys who can only deal with petty theft 'Point 38 Revolver', even if you hit that guy, it will only cause the skin, so let me deal with him. He was about to rush towards the old man with a big stride.

Unfortunately, in this chaotic scene, the officers could not believe the words of a guy who looked like a punk and looked like a speeding gangster, and several policemen turned to point their guns at the big man and yelled: "Stop, raise your hands above your head, and squat on the ground and don't move." ”

"Hell, I didn't rush out just now because of your warning, and as a result, your two colleagues turned into balloons that burst alive, don't you still understand who is a friend and who is an enemy..."Seeing the unwise actions of the police officers, the punk man yelled angrily.

His enemy, taking advantage of the thinning of the barrage, jumped several meters from the middle of the road to the other side of the street, and rushed into a floor-to-ceiling window where even the glass had disappeared, leaving only the bamboo curtains.

In the shriveled old man's expectation, after escaping from the punk man's field of vision, he only needed to suck the flesh of a few more ordinary xenographic evildoers, and his injuries could be completely stabilized, and then he could slowly hide in this amazing city with a large population to heal his wounds and find his lost companions.

But what he never expected was that when his nervous mood had just relaxed, suddenly, a biting cold wind blew across his chest, and then a large mouth of blood rushed over and bit the old man's neck fiercely.

If it was ordinary, even if the old man was a powerful wizard and was not known for his physical strength, this kind of attack that seemed terrifying and rapid to ordinary people would not want to hurt him even a millimeter.

But by this time he was seriously wounded, and he had just relaxed and was caught off guard when he was attacked, and he was unable to dodge, allowing the interlaced fangs to bite his neck and penetrate into the flesh.

The smelly blood poured into his throat, and he found that the old man had inexplicably escaped into the partition where he was, guessing that in this case the two of them must have a stop, Zhang Longchu, after the first attack was successful, he squatted on the ground, pressed the enemy's chest with his front paws, and suddenly exerted all his strength, twisted and raised his head, and immediately tore the old man's head and body into two.

"Curse, I curse you... The old man who was inexplicably on the verge of death, his head flying in the air, obviously disconnected from his vocal cords, still muffled with a curse sound in his mouth.

Zhang Longchu, who was under the high level of tension, did not notice this detail at all, and he was eager to devour his soul before the other transcendents arrived, he stood up, threw the enemy's shriveled head down from mid-air, and when he got closer, he looked at his eyes that were open as if he was dead, and sucked hard.

Unexpectedly, the imaginary figure of black and white, composed of dotted lines, did not appear, and he saw that the old man's eyes flashed with a dazzling brilliance, constantly getting bigger and bigger, and a huge city made of living trees appeared strangely in front of him;

Since he was a child, he was frail and sickly, and although he grew up in a samurai leader family, he was still bullied, and even his beloved woman was taken away;

was inadvertently discovered by a certain temple wizard to have the potential to cast spells, and suddenly ascended to the sky and became the pride of the entire family;

After all kinds of hardships, even at the cost of losing the most precious ability of men, he finally became a powerful spellcaster and obtained a very high status, so he was psychologically distorted and slowly embarked on the path of a dark wizard;

In order to gain more power, he joined the ranks of the clergy, but because the temple he was stationed in was attacked by evil alien invaders, he lost the idol of the god, and had to accompany the young priest to travel thousands of miles, cross the plane, and risk his life to punish the blasphemer;

Relying on witchcraft and magic, he found the location where the idol appeared, but after desperately attacking, he encountered enemies with extraordinary powers... In just a few seconds, the old man's entire life flashed through Zhang Longchu's mind.

If it weren't for the rapid passage of time in the world of strange things that he had experienced several times, he would have lost himself a long time ago, but now he was just a little dazed as if he had watched a fast-forward movie.

"This guy turned out to be brought by me, it's really a hell of a life, it's just that he hid a statue of an alien plane, I didn't expect to almost cause a catastrophe!

This, what should I do..."When the brilliance in the old man's pupils dissipated, Zhang Longchu shook his head vigorously, and thought in horror, without paying attention to his breathing, a thin figure composed of black and white dotted lines was pulled out of the skull on the ground by an invisible force, and struggled into his mouth and nose.

However, although the process of devouring the soul was ignored by the thoughtful Zhang Longchu, the buff generated by the powerful wizard soul entrance of the xenoplane gun instantly brought him back to his senses.

"Why did you suddenly feel as if you had harvested almost forty souls at one time," Slightly stunned, Zhang Longchu thought in surprise: "Could it be that the soul of this xenoplane wizard was swallowed by me, but even if it is really swallowed, it can't be so strong..."