"Hey, old Deng!"

"Don't snort! The boss has a message! ”

"Phew!" The man called Lao Deng spit out the last mouthful of melon seeds in his mouth, straightened up from the alley, and said unhurriedly, "What's the hurry!" Why don't you just catch a few ordinary people? ”

He Xin leaned against the wall and didn't look back:

"Don't underestimate them, although the special department here are all rookies up and down in the first stage, but that long-range firepower is not a joke."

"Near this community, there are at least two anti-terrorist brigades of the military region."

Lao Deng didn't care: "Hey, just put your heart in your stomach!" ”

"If they dare to use heavy firepower in this place, I will have the same surname as you."

"That's not for sure."

He Xin looked extremely cautious.

"This way, after all, is the freak's home."

Ever since they watched the video of the tragic death of Sangu and others, the Wandering Ghost and his party began to affectionately call Han Baiyi a 'freak'.

Less than one percent of the demonization, so great that it violates common sense, the ultra-fast speed that even the eyesight of a half-demon can't capture, and the powerful combat technology that defies common sense.

- What normal half-demon would treat this kind of thing as an ordinary transcendent?!

When Lao Deng heard the word freak, he stopped talking.

As soon as you turn your fingertips, the surrounding light converges into a three-dimensional image in front of you with the flow of spiritual energy.

His ability is light manipulation, and within the limits of his spiritual power, he can manipulate light at lower energy levels to obtain information.

Of course, it can also be used for attacks.

As soon as he used his ability, Lao Deng's expression became obviously a little serious.

"One is on the second floor, the other two are on the third floor bedroom, you catch the old ones, I catch the small ones."

"You're just trying to take advantage of that girl."

He Xin still didn't look back - his prison barrier ability could only be used with direct eyes.

In order not to spoil the affairs of the rogue ghosts, he didn't dare to let go of the key chips of the Han Baiyi family.

“......”

There was no reply from behind him.

But in order to alleviate the mental fatigue caused by the continuous release of the 'prison', He Xin still chattered in a low voice:

"Look, if they don't die by then, I'm afraid they'll have to-"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Snort –

The short knife was neatly pulled out of He Xin's neck.

The person who came stood behind him, He Xin twisted his half-broken neck, stared at his glasses, and made a loud noise in the broken trachea.

However, the man didn't care, his palm was just placed on He Xin Tianling's cover, and he couldn't move at all, his whole body seemed to be frozen in the amber of the air, and even the splashed blood fell into a standstill.

The man in the black jacket turned on the communicator in his ear:

"Team leader, it's been resolved."

"Neither of them is a combat type, but they are half-demons in the second stage, and the complexity of the spiritual machine is high, and they should have devoured the spiritual power of several people."

Behind him, Lao Deng, who was concentrating on observing Han Baiyi's family with his ability just now, was also frozen in place as if he was sealed in air amber.

"Well, you come back first, I'll let Xiao Zhou watch them." The radio in the communicator was very thin, and it sounded very clear, and a clear and pleasant female voice came from inside, "Zhou'er!" Put the gun down and go to receive the test subject with Hu Ming. ”

Hu Ming, who killed two half-demons in seconds, silently let go of his hand and stood to the side against the wall.

With his left hand, he took out a small bag of wet wipes from his trouser pocket, took out a piece from it, and wiped the blood on the knife carefully.

Lao Deng and He Xin both maintained the strange state of being cut open and half-stretched, and the blood splashed was like an oil painting splashed on the wall, wanton and disorderly.

Hu Ming put the knife into the sheath, and suddenly asked into the communicator:

"Team leader, what about the 'observer' that Liu Zhi said?"

"What can I do, believe him." The woman who was called the team leader also seemed to be a little deflated, "We can't beat it, what Liu Zhi says is what it is." ”

"What a pity, such a great prophet."

When Hu Ming heard the title of 'Great Prophet', he couldn't help but think of the relieved smile when the man received the things they sent, and couldn't help pursing his lips and asked in a low voice:

"The thing we brought, will he still be alive after he uses it?"

"Enough choke." The team leader's voice also lowered a few tones, "In the test stage alone, there are six half-demons in the third stage." ”

"Good people don't die, do you think anyone can stand such a perverted extraordinary ability?"

"If it were me, I guess I would have been crushed by the information storm and my spirit would have become stupid."

"That's it! Let's just keep an eye on it. The nagging team leader said for a long time, and then he stopped talking unsatisfied, and there was still some meaning in his voice about why you have so many questions, "Just this mutated Consultant Han, now he is the future big man who is staring at the top of the research institute, and it is not too much for us to be full-time bodyguards for his family." ”

"His big rear, there can't be a problem."

Hu Ming didn't say much, he was already taciturn, and it was rare to say so much like today.

"Hmm."

"I know."

......

......

......

The wind and waves stopped, the dust and smoke fell, and the raging fire was swept away by the air pressure brought up by the deep ravines, and the originally flat compound was already a mess.

The rogue sat in the pit, pursed his lips tightly, his forehead was bruised, and his whole body was tense like a tightened bow.

Han Baiyi stood on the edge of the pit and looked at him.

High.

The ghost looked at him, but suddenly smiled.

The sunken body fell to the ground with a thud, looking like Ge You was lying down, as if he had given up resistance.

"Not bad."

"You're in really good shape."

"I love it."

Han Baiyi looked at this half-monster's strange behavior and was a little puzzled.

The ghost smiled lazily, looking cheerful and calm.

"Although I had expected you to be strong, to be honest, I didn't expect you to be so strong."

"Forcibly break through the speed of sound with your body."

"It's the first time I've seen such a sassy operation."

Han Baiyi frowned.

"You talk a lot of nonsense."

The smile on the ghost's face suddenly retracted, and his tone became low and indifferent:

"Do you think you've won?"

As he spoke, a malicious smile on his face, he reached for a small key chain from his trouser pocket.

Han Baiyi's expression suddenly became solemn.

- That's Yang Xiaoyu's mobile phone ornament.

The smile on the ghost's face grew brighter, and his voice was so quiet and distant that it seemed to be telling a little story of nighttime horror.

"Familiar?"

"Doesn't it sound familiar?"

"That's right, just like you think."

"Actually, my men have already captured your family long before the battle began......"

Before he could finish his words, only a flash flashed in front of him, and a short knife like jade was already on his neck.

"-Mr. Han, don't be so impatient."

"I'm not done yet."

As he spoke, he reached out and took out a popo large-screen phone from his pocket.

The smile on his face was still the same, calm and composed.

He is not afraid of death, he is a half-demon is afraid of death, and even more fearful of death than ordinary people, just like a rich man worth tens of billions of soft sister coins often regrets his life more than people worth tens of billions of Zimbabweans.

But the ghost knows that even if this jade knife is only 0.01 centimeters away from his throat now, after a quarter of a pillar of incense, the owner of this knife will be at his mercy and do whatever he wants.

The voice of the ghost was leisurely and calm, and he casually clicked on the fingerprint screen, opened one of the video communications, and pointed the screen towards Han Baiyi.

There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his lips.

"Do you want them to live?"

With the movement of the ghost, the pinion in the screen turned a few times, and it seemed that the signal was not very good.

As soon as the picture was played, the two saw Yang Xiaoyu's little face staring at the screen.

"Ah, it's through!"

The corners of the ghost's lips lifted.

Not bad.

Only by maintaining free communication can the parties and their relatives have a sense of empathy and empathy for their loved ones, and maximize empathy.

Only in this way can it bring the greatest mental pressure to a strong-minded man like Han Baiyi.

Lao Deng, these two guys, although they usually look a little unreliable, are still very proper this time.

The ghost's smile grew brighter.

Not even a knife around the neck is not afraid.

Then, the two listened to Yang Xiaoyu on the other end of the phone happily convey the news to Han Baiyi:

"Baiyi, Team Leader Qiu said that all the ones here have been caught, and the one that is kept can be slaughtered."

"Remember to help me get the pendant back!"

The ghost was stunned.

Suddenly there was a snort in my ears.

The short knife, which was only 0.01 centimeter away from him, completely pierced the outer skin and muscles this time, and sank into his soft body.

There was a lot of blood shed.

The head of the ghost was turned directly behind with a little bit of flesh and skin, and the blood gushed in the broken major artery, but he didn't have time to think of the pain, and there was still a big question mark on his little face.

Well??