[170] Escape

With a bang, the rubble flew from the air like falling rain, and smashed to the ground under the coercion of thin lines. 35xs [≤ eight [≤ eight [≤ read [≤ book, ā–½o √

Bai Juntang's eyes were pale red, his pupils shrunk from a circle to the center and turned into an oval, and his whole body was full of energy, and his skills were as vigorous as a female leopard, tossing and turning between the stones that were dragged and thrown out by the filaments.

The fine stones fell to the ground with a crackling sound, and the concrete floor of the warehouse was cracked everywhere under the impact of the rubble.

Nan Zhaowen looked at the woman in front of him with scarlet eyes, a white dress fluttering, and a slender and graceful figure, but the face of the man who didn't look good made this women's clothing boss instantly demoted from a national puppet to a back gunner, and his distorted facial features were almost twisted together.

"Slut! Slut! ā€

"Die for me!!"

Nan Zhaowen roared hoarsely, his voice was hoarse and almost sharp, and the five fingers of his hands were widely opened, throwing them in the direction of Bai Juntang, drawing white scratches in mid-air, and thin lines that were difficult to see with the naked eye tore a large piece of cement from the cement floor like tearing paper, and then split in mid-air.

Although Bai Juntang also seems crazy, her actions reflect her inner peace.

Faced with a large area of rubble sprinkled like rain, Bai Juntang did not rashly turn on the 'castle' ability, but gave priority to avoiding the heaviest and fastest pieces, and then the pale green trumpet shield spread out on the surface of his body, blocking part of the gravel, and his slender body slid against the ground like a snake, almost bringing out a burst of breaking wind.

The distance between the two of them was shortened rapidly.

Nan Zhaowen's vertical pupils tightened suddenly.

So fast.

Just stunned for a moment, a huge green shield with a length of three meters and a width suddenly appeared in front of him, and before he could make any moves, he heard Bai Juntang's punch slam into the center of this huge shield.

The potential energy was converted into kinetic energy, allowing the shield to burst out at unimaginable speed under the majestic force of this slender arm, and the translucent green shield wrapped in the air and made a crisp explosion, and the entire shield almost crushed in the direction of Nan Zhaowen.

It's too late to dodge.

Peng –

The huge shield crushed the body of the women's clothing boss and flew away, and Bai Juntang, whose eyes were red, strode forward, flew up and made up for the shield, smashing Nan Zhaowen on the wall like a worm. Flash Dance

The hard reinforced concrete wall was smashed into a depression by this impact, and Nan Zhaowen's whole person was trapped in the wall, and he couldn't pick it out.

After Bai Juntang released this shield, the spiritual energy consumption in his body was also very large, and while gasping for breath, he hurriedly retreated from the place where he was, and used the embedded headset to give orders to the SWAT team outside.

"Shoot!"

Dada

The deafening sound of qiang immediately sounded from outside the warehouse, the fire and smoke completely surrounded the wall where Nan Zhaowen was embedded, the sound of the bullet smashing into the ground was extremely clear, dozens of qiang fired at the same time, even if it was alternate three consecutive shots, it was enough to completely envelop this wall several meters wide and narrow. ▲≄ eight ā–² ≄ eight ā–² ≄ read ā–² ≄ book, āˆšā‰§ o

No matter how many times, whenever she saw this scene, Bai Juntang couldn't help but feel a little shocked in her heart.

As an extraordinary person with defensive ability, Bai Juntang knows the limits of his ability.

Don't look at her smashing all over the warehouse and flying rubble, her body is as athletic as a flying fly, in fact, even if an extraordinary person is facing this level of dense firepower, speed is useless, and defense is not much use.

Unless her spiritual energy is sufficient to explode, or her ability level is improved, no one can escape in the face of such a fireline network.

With such a network of fire, she can resist for two or three seconds more than others in the open air, and she still has to fight the street obediently.

The transcendent is also a living being.

In terms of the ability to destroy life alone, there is no existence on Earth that is beyond the right of mankind.

As he sighed, a sense of powerlessness suddenly hit his mind.

The overload of the spiritual power just now has exhausted her body to the extreme.

If I go back this time, I guess even the degree of demonization will increase a lot

Bai Juntang gritted his teeth and barely kept upright.

"Hey, a few people in a team. As usual, first bao o wash the floor, and then search for vital signs. 35xsā€

"I can't hold it anymore."

The call hangs up.

Bai Juntang walked to a corner with the wall of the warehouse, and soon four tall and sturdy special police officers came outside the warehouse, first dropped bombs from a distance to completely collapse the wall on that side, and then silently waited for the ground to cool down, and then took the infrared instrument and began to search for vital signs.

He still holds qiang in his hand.

In the face of transcendent existence, no one dares to be careless.

Bai Juntang squatted silently to the corner of the wall alone, took out the glass bottle containing the sky blue potion from the closed pocket of his jacket, and tore open the long-sleeved shirt that was torn at any time, revealing the thick body armor inside, and at the same time used his small tiger teeth to bite open the special bottle cap sticker and pour it into his mouth.

Unconsciously stretched out his little tongue and licked it twice in the small bottle.

If you look closely, you can see a tiny split at the tip of the tongue.

The tongue as a whole looks half a point longer than the average person.

Seems to work great.

After perceiving his abnormal behavior, Bai Juntang's face froze and immediately stopped.

Then he closed his eyes, sat silently in a corner far from the battlefield, rubbed his sore muscles, and slowly waited for his strength to recover.

Demonization

While they were resting, there was a sudden noise on the other side of the warehouse.

"Captain, no body of the target was found, a line of blood was found on the southeast side of the warehouse wall."

"Ran away?! Dozens of qiang and special armor-piercing bullets were not killed? ā€

"We found an underground hole at the scene, and there was only a layer of molting-like fabric made of silk thread, with dense bullet holes on it, which should have escaped before throwing shou liu dan."

was discussing over there, and there was a rustling sound in Bai Juntang's headphones, and then the voice of Captain Li, who led the team, sounded:

"Deputy Team Leader Bai, the round-up operation just now failed, the target escaped from the bao o point, and the location of the bloodstain should be shifting to the southeast, observing his bleeding amount, it should be enough to affect the actions of ordinary people, what should we do next?"

Captain Li's voice was a little anxious and a little helpless.

I was anxious because I saw the battle between the two just now, and I knew the danger that a transcendent person would do to society.

The helplessness is because the decision of the transcendent things in action is completely in the hands of these transcendentals, and they ordinary people have no ability to influence the decision.

Bai Juntang raised her head with difficulty, the huge consumption of spiritual energy made her feel a sense of exhaustion all over her body, she was groggy in front of her, but she cheered up her spirits, tried to restrain the desire to smile in her heart, gritted her teeth and said:

"Submit the on-site report to Team Leader Liu first, our team will retreat first, and I can't do it anymore."

Bai Juntang took a deep breath, leaned against the wall to prop up his body, and walked towards the outside of the warehouse.

The depletion of the spirit is the exhaustion of both body and spirit.

If you are injured, you can still use pain to divert your attention.

is not like Bai Juntang now, he can only silently fight against the demonization reaction brought by his heart.

The special police officer on the side saw Bai Juntang and wanted to help her, but was pulled by the captain next to him, and the insurance on Qiang was not related.

The young operator looked at the captain suspiciously, but Captain Li shook his head and watched Bai Juntang walk into her exclusive carriage step by step.

It's not unheard of before, when an extraordinary person who has reached the limit suddenly demonizes on the way back, and then kills a carload of his colleagues.

For them, who are really ordinary people, they should be vigilant at all times for their own lives no matter what.

It's impersonal, but that's the brutal truth.

After all, even these transcendents themselves didn't know if they would suddenly turn into demons in the next moment.

Bai Juntang didn't say anything, just walked over silently.

Underground, Nan Zhaowen's slender and thin body was curled up together with difficulty, hiding here and digging up with silk threads, buried in a narrow crack of about three meters at the bottom of the warehouse, and his whole body was wrapped in silk threads twisted together, like a large silkworm chrysalis.

The bloodstain outside the warehouse was deliberately left by him.

Even a few steps were forged in the shortest possible time.

I have to say that after turning into a demon, although he will be affected by some kind of chaotic will from time to time, in terms of IQ and calm judgment, Nan Zhaowen is far stronger than when he was a human.

As early as when he was fighting that transcendent, the crack in the ground here had been quietly dug up with his body as a cover.

After that, whether it was being smashed against the wall, as well as the subsequent attacks and smoke, it was all intentional for him.

The purpose is to hide here.

Demonization is not intellectualization, but more crazy and more indifferent.

Long before the battle began, Nan Zhaowen knew that he had no chance of winning.

If he had the ability to kill that damn transcendent in peace, and then kill through the firepower network of dozens of SWAT, then he wouldn't have cowered in this little dark warehouse.

Still, there is hope for him.

As long as he can eat a 'half-demon', he will have a chance to elevate himself to a higher level

As soon as he thought of his goal, Nan Zhaowen's originally slightly cloudy pupils tightened, the roots of his teeth creaked, and the demonization reaction greatly amplified the negative emotions that belonged to the psychological part of the human race.

'How can you be better off than I am'

'You deserve to die. ’

Just flashed a few pictures related to Han Baiyi, and then thought of himself, Nan Zhaowen's heart had only a trace of hesitation, and maybe not even a trace of hesitation disappeared completely.

Hatred spreads and burns without limit.

But there was a weird smile on his face.

The corners of both sides of the mouth are full of cheekbones.

The two fangs inside are exposed.

'How can you be concocted to make your negative emotions reach the level of demons?' ’

'It's really exciting'

As if thinking of something, Nan Zhaowen's eyes lit up.

'Or do you cut it from the people around you?' ’

Cruel thoughts flashed through his mind, and Nan Zhaowen's claws almost pierced the blood-soaked white dress and grabbed into the wound.

A weird laugh came out of his mouth.

'Hee-hee'

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