The scarlet gaze was like a sharp knife, just the moment they looked at each other, Mu Chi felt that his whole body had been cut by the knife.

He shivered, goosebumps crawled all over his body, and when he tried to find the place where the scarlet gaze came from, the latter had already disappeared into the crowd.

"The demon outside is a little nervous, and I don't know when I started to go crazy."

"In this way, landlord, you have to be careful when you go out by yourself, it's okay to say that the demons who have turned into human form are okay, but if those demons who have not transformed into form smell you, they may want to arrest you and eat you."

The words that Ning Haiyan had said before appeared in Mu Chi's mind at this time for some reason, but they appeared at the right time.

Mu Chi can swear by his abundant experience in facing three demons, the dangerous gaze just now is definitely a demon!

Did you accidentally glance at him, or did you smell him and set your eyes on him?

There was no time for Mu Chi to think too much, because a considerable part of the flow of people who had just poured out of the subway station was already coming in the direction where he was, and it would not take a minute to pass by his side.

And that demon with a dangerous gaze is hiding in this flow of people!

Mu Chi turned around, and the owner of the egg cake stall was outrageously clumsy, and at this time, he could spread the dough cake into an irregular circle. But at this time, the boss had no intention of continuing to pretend to spread cakes, he shook the shovel indiscriminately, his eyes crossed Mu Chi, firmly locked on the crowd from the subway, and his lips kept opening and closing.

He didn't make a sound, but Mu Chi looked at his lips, and inexplicably a piece of information came to mind:

"Confirm the position of the demonic power fluctuation just now, and the target is in an unstable state."

"You're a pig, aren't you? So obvious fluctuations can also be lost? ”

"Stop talking nonsense, let the executive department hurry up ......"

This information quickly flashed through Mu Chi's mind, and he was stunned for a moment, and soon understood that what he heard was the middle-aged boss's whisper. I don't have time to think about how I did this, and the information in his whisper is the most important thing at this time-

The fluctuation of demonic power and the unstable state of these key words prove that it is those "demons" who are targeted by this group of "plainclothes" disguised as food stall owners and diners!

He suddenly remembered that Ning Haiyan had mentioned that there was indeed an official organization for the management of demons, and now it seemed that he had just bumped into their faces.

Their target is the demon with only fierce eyes, listening to the whispers, and this place will soon become the scene of demon hunting.

"Boss, I don't want this cake." Mu Chi did not hesitate, and immediately made his own decision, "I'm in a hurry, your cake bottom is baked, and I can't ...... it."

As he spoke, he wanted to bypass the food stall and leave, thinking that when it was a critical moment, the owner of the pirated food stall would not be entangled in this.

But when Mu Chi swept over the boss's face, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong-

The middle-aged man's eyebrows were raised, his face was full of contradictions and doubts, and his mouth was half-open and motionless, as if he was frozen in place.

He subconsciously swept his gaze over the other people beside him, holding bowls of noodles and eating cakes, all of which stopped motionless at this moment.

The street, which was still full of people, fell into a mysterious silence at this time.

This is...... Time stands still?

Mu Chi was stunned for a moment, and there was a pain like a knife from his back. He jerked around and met the scarlet eyes.

The owner of these eyes was walking out of the crowd and walking slowly. He is a man in a cheap suit, carrying a Chinese bag, less than one meter and seven meters tall, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, and belongs to the type that is not conspicuous in the crowd and will be quickly ignored if noticed.

He has a foolish smile on his face, his scarlet eyes are full of greed and ferocity, and his grinning mouth keeps salivating, as if he can't wait to enjoy the "prey" in front of him.

But the moment he saw his "prey" turn around, his steps froze, and then half of his face was distorted, and the color of panic appeared visibly with the naked eye:

"How can you still move? Why are you still moving! ”

He screamed in surprise and stretched out his hand in the direction of Mu Chi, as if he wanted to grasp him in the palm of his hand from a distance. But his body was getting farther and farther away, getting smaller and smaller in Mu Chi's sight, and finally turned into a black writhing smoke, which exploded with a bang—

Mu Chi's eyes flickered, and before he understood what was happening, he saw the middle-aged stall owner in front of him waving to him.

"Hey, I'll give you another one, it was an accident just now, it was an accident."

The noisy voices poured into their ears in an instant, and the people who had just frozen the frame had all returned to their original state at this time, and the people who ate the cake were eating the cake, as if the freeze frame just now was just an illusion of Mu Chi.

No, it's not a delusion!

Mu Chi also ignored the plainclothes stall owner, he turned around to look at the flow of people passing behind him, all of them in a hurry. His gaze searched the crowd, and a stagnant figure quickly caught his eye.

"Suit, plain briefcase, black-rimmed glasses, average height...... That's him! ”

The middle-aged man with scarlet eyes was standing motionless at this time, he changed from one hand to cover his face with both hands, his briefcase and glasses fell to the ground, and then he also crouched down, covering his face with both hands, and looked up at the sky.

"Ho ho ...... Ho ho ......"

An eerie low roar sounded as the middle-aged man's throat squirmed, and he opened his mouth, his facial muscles writhing constantly, and saliva dripping uncontrollably. The people around noticed that there was something abnormal about this man and avoided it one after another.

And the plainclothes boss behind Mu Chi already had a serious face, and the few people around him who were eating cakes had already circled around the middle-aged man at some point, and Mu Chi's eyes swept over and vaguely saw the metallic luster on the hands of those people.

"Guns? Does this work for demons? ”

Just at this moment, the figure of the middle-aged man suddenly jumped up, almost two stories high.

"Fire, fire!"

The plainclothes boss's face changed suddenly, the gunshots had already sounded before his order, and the bullets fired in three or four directions at the same time flew into the middle-aged man in the air, but what responded was the crisp sound of "ding" and the sparks of bullets.

"Damn, so hard!" The plainclothes boss twitched his face, watched the middle-aged man fall to the ground like an iron ball, and stepped up his order, "Ah Biao, tempt the demon incense, lead it aside, don't be here, Ah Hui, go and take the rest of the passers-by away!" ”

A young man on the left hand side immediately took out a gourd from his arms, pulled out the wooden cork, and repeatedly spread out of it - the demon incense, as the name suggests, has a unique attraction to the demon fragrance, even if the demon is in a state of rage, it can be controlled for a short time by the demon incense.

This is the most practical prop that has been passed down from the "Demon Prison Division" for so many years, and there is no one!

But at this time, the demon incense seemed to have no effect, the crouching middle-aged man didn't even turn his head to look at the young man holding the gourd, and in the next second, his body rushed towards the egg cake stall not far away with a sharp wind!

"Grass, I—" The plainclothes boss scolded angrily, and he reached out and grabbed the young man by the shoulder, pulling him to the side of his car, and at the same time grabbed the roof of the car downward, trying to stand it in front of him.

But before he could finish this, the car had been hit by a middle-aged man, and the food stalls were about to overturn. And his right hand easily tore through the roof and grabbed Mu Chi next to the car!

Temptation? It does smell good, but the smell is so fake......

It's far from being comparable, this human who looks at a few taels of meat has an appetite!