"...... Uproar"

A night of fighting, a night of chasing, until the sky was dark, Wei Wei sat on the edge of an old building, slowly untied the raincoat on his body, and faced the last heavy night, throwing it hard, endless blood sprinkled dripping.

Then, he sat down on the roof, lifted his bloodstained sheep-faced mask, and slowly lit a cigarette.

I pricked up my ears several times, making sure I couldn't hear any more heartbeats.

This night, how many peripheral hunters he solved and how many people he saved, it is still unclear for the time being, he was very happy at the time, and he didn't bother to count, of course, there was no need to count, anyway, if he read the newspaper the next day, he basically counted.

No matter how bad it is, you can go back to the base and ask directly.

Anyway, these hunters who didn't die would be sent directly to the base by the Security Agency.

It stands to reason that I should catch one and send one back, but that would be too inefficient.

So Wei Wei chose to hang them in a more conspicuous place, and then find someone to call the police and send them back to the police station.

So, how much is caught in the end, that's how much.

As for those who died accidentally, what does that have to do with themselves?

I am just a person who likes to persuade them to get lost, as long as they don't do bad things anymore, they can be forgiven whether they are dead or alive.

Slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, Wei Wei saw that the deep night began to thin out with this smoke.

He rubbed his temples, which seemed to ache from overexcitement and blood loss, and began to sort out the new ability:

Through the spread of artwork, fear is emanated, and when the fear of the other person reaches a certain level of severity and a certain restriction is met, these fears are heard, and with the help of the power of Crimson, the location of these people is captured......

It's just that this ability seems to have limitations:

Condition 1: You need to be within a certain distance from the other person before you can hear the other person's heartbeat.

Condition 2: The other person must see the artwork, be afraid, and understand the meaning of the artwork.

Condition 3: The other party must know the deterrent connotation of the artwork, but forcibly violate the deterrent content of the artwork.

Condition 4: Induction will only occur for a certain period of time.

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……

Smoking slowly, Wei Wei analyzed and summarized little by little.

The distance limit may be related to his own ability, and now he has just awakened this ability, so he can only listen to the coverage of no more than ten kilometers in diameter, and then as his strength increases, the range of this listening should expand.

Fear limitations, the other party sees the artwork, has fear, and has the possibility of being listened to by himself.

But if the other party is not afraid at all, or the other party is too slow to react, even if he sees it, he doesn't know that this thing is related to him, then he should not be able to hear the other party's heartbeat. This is an ability that has not been successfully triggered at all.

Of course, the other party felt the fear and knew that it had something to do with him, but he suddenly stopped his hand, and he shouldn't have heard it.

The last one is that this kind of induction only exists for a certain period of time.

Just like a person who knows that someone has been caught by the teaching director for skipping class, but is still ready to skip class, then, at the moment when he climbs over the wall, the fear in his heart is the most serious and the easiest to be heard by himself, but if he does not appear during this time, the other party successfully skips class, or even sits in an Internet café, the fear in his heart will gradually dissipate, and he will not be able to hear it. …

Now I can't hear any other heartbeats, that's why.

I stopped a lot of hunting that night, but there should still be a part of it that I didn't hear.

More part, already done, the fear is gone.

……

……

"Maybe ......"

Wei Wei dropped the cigarette butt from upstairs and sighed softly: "I should take the name of this ability:"

"The righteous gaze?"

“……”

He jumped up from the stairs and landed smoothly with the power of blood.

I have to say that this ability is indeed very different from the ability I have before or have seen it.

Captain Ouyang is actually a very knowledgeable person.

Demonic power has limitations, it can disrupt logic and construct false logic, but it cannot create logic out of thin air......

This seems to be true.

Your own Crimson can turn what you have at hand into a lethal weapon.

But you can't make a weapon out of thin air.

Other demonic powers, although they can also bring strange effects, can rarely be effective without a medium, but this ability, on the other hand, seems to invisibly construct a logic directly between themselves and those hunters.

I'll find you if you commit another crime......

To put it more clearly, it's like a believer's call to the devil, as long as the conditions are met, the demon will respond to you.

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……

Wei Wei thought as he walked over to the motorcycle parked on the side of the road.

After running all night, I almost ran out of gas.

Although it is true that Wei Wei is responding to the call of believers everywhere this night, there is one thing to say.

Maybe these believers don't know that the devil is riding a motorcycle everywhere to respond.

Dear,This chapter is not finished.,There's the next page oh ^0^ The efficiency is really a little low......

Wei Wei also had to admit that this ability to listen to fear did not match his current personality.

It's always like a child getting an adult's weapon.

"Forget it, let's go back and think about it......"

Wei Wei exhaled deeply and praised the motorcycle, he had to go back to the base first, Brother Pig should start boiling porridge.

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……

This night is destined to be a restless night.

When Wei Wei withdrew from one kind of happiness in his mind and ran towards another kind of happiness, I don't know how much news had spread wildly. Last night's police cars were dispatched everywhere, as well as some legends that were seen, coupled with the operation of many special intelligence agencies, so that the madness of this night is rapidly being transmitted to the ears and eyes of everyone involved.

Before the morning newspapers began to spread the news, a faint panic spread.

A mysterious organization hidden in all corners of the city begins to exchange information.

The reporter who hadn't slept for half the night was frantically writing press releases and giving photos...... Coding.

The city has not yet completely woken up from its sleep, and the legend of the scarlet demon descending on the scrap iron city has spread all over the streets.

"It was indeed a demon, I saw it with my own eyes......"

He pinned a man to a street lamp and spread his wings and flew into the night.

He wore a black cloak, carried a blood-colored scythe, and had the face of a sheep...... "...

"That's right, I saw it with my own eyes!"

"I was dozing off in the store when he suddenly ran in and bought oden ......"

“……”

In all kinds of horror legends, only a group of children swore to reporters: "That's not a demon!" ”

"A good big brother ......"

"He wears a cute mask and tells us to be ......"

“……”

“……”

In the process of brewing countless rumors, Wei Wei pushed the motorcycle that ran out of fuel halfway and returned to the base for a long time.

Uncle Gun was smoking at the door, and kept looking into the distance, as soon as he saw Wei Wei, he immediately stood up excitedly, and shouted at the people in the base, and greeted Wei Wei, opening his mouth to say How are you now, do you need to stabilize the injection......

"I'm fine, how's your progress?"

Wei Wei smiled and leaned the motorcycle against the wall, then rubbed his hands and walked into the base.

Uncle Gun looked left and right, a little weak-hearted, and quickly took a piece of oilcloth out of the yard and covered the blood-stained motorcycle.

"It's okay, I said, there are no demons in Scrap Iron City."

"Let those people think about it, is that saving them or harming them?"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he heard Captain Ouyang angrily shouting with a telephone: "How do I know what it is?" ”

"Maybe it's just some citizen with a sense of justice?"

“…… You still don't allow people to have a little different hobby of dressing? ”

“…… I'm fine, I can stand it, I can even accept a different style of decoration! ”

"It's okay, it's okay, if the TV station wants to report it, let them report it, write the manuscript yourself, this time there is no press release......"

“……”

Seeing Wei Wei coming in, Captain Ouyang hurriedly hung up the phone, took two steps outward, looked Wei Wei up and down, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Go to Uncle Gun's room to take a shower first, and then hurry downstairs, I have some important things to discuss with you." ”

"Okay......"

Wei Wei glanced at Brother Pig's freshly steamed buns, and obediently agreed.

Quickly went upstairs, took a bath, changed into the clothes that Uncle Gun prepared for himself and went downstairs, and saw a serious scene.

The doors of the environmental protection center were closed, and everyone had gathered in a conference room that was hardly used.

As soon as Brother Pig saw Wei Wei coming down, he secretly stuffed the two of them with buns and asked him to take them in quickly.

After entering the door, Wei Wei saw that there was an oil painting on the table.

In the painting, it is a beautiful girl sitting in a bathtub with no clothes on, blowing bubbles happily.

As soon as he saw himself enter, his face immediately turned red, as if he wanted to go underwater.

But as soon as she looked at her, she sat there trembling again, but her skin seemed to have goosebumps.

"This is a demonic forbidden item confiscated from that love demon's house?"

Wei Wei was a little surprised.

This thing was brought back to the base by Ye Feifei at that time, and it stands to reason that it should be handed over.

This can help the scrap iron city base earn some merit points and points, and even Wei Wei can also receive more bonuses, but because Captain Ouyang appreciates the artistic sense of this painting, he licked his face and deducted it, and usually hung it in his office as a decoration, although Sister Lucky was very dissatisfied with this, but there was nothing she could do about him, and in the end she could only make up a bonus for Wei Wei.

Why did they suddenly take out this thing?

The function of this thing seems to be to prevent others from prying eyes.

So, what is the captain worried about being heard?

Looking at it again, Ye Feifei was not in the base at this time, and immediately understood that what was going to be discussed this time was really serious!

"Xiao Wei, sit down, I want to ......"

Ouyang

Dear, this chapter is not finished, and there is the next page Oh ^0^ The captain's face was solemn, and he glanced at Wei Wei, who was holding two big buns in his hands.

Waved his hand helplessly: "Forget it, you eat buns first......

"Talk about ...... after eating"

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^