Listening to the noisy sound not far away, Feng Xue knew that it was probably the gang members who were coming, so she immediately pressed the hood on her head to confirm that she had entered a state of concealment, and then immediately left the scene of the crime along the narrow alley.

After leaving the battle, the speed bonus of the Boots of Tranquility is still very considerable, coupled with the assassin suit that reduces the sense of presence, Rao is clothes on his left ribs and right arm have been stained red with blood, and he has successfully gotten rid of the gang members who don't know if they are trying to track down, and returned to his home.

With the treatment of the Boots of Tranquility, his wounds have begun to scab, and the blood-soaked white robe has gradually returned to white, which is also a distinctive feature of the phantom, as long as it is not directly destroyed, whether it is dirty or damaged, it will slowly recover with the passage of time, but if the damage is too severe, the self-healing time may be very long, at this time, entering some [knowledge] can speed up the repair.

At this time, Feng Xue was actually quite lucky, the climate in the Infinite City was the same as the central air conditioning control, and there would be no fog at all, although it was said that the Holy Mother of Disintegration could break out the greatest damage in the dark night, fog, and when the opponent was a woman, but in the face of the bad omen of corpse transformation, the damage of stripping off the internal organs may not be as lethal as a simple sharp weapon.

However, today's incident also made Feng Xue finally understand that the birth of this thing is really not a very low probability event, and after thinking for a while, he made a decision-

In the future, unless he gets stronger weapons, he will only work at night, and only accept female corpses.

……

On the other side, as the boss of the gang, the [manager] stood with a delicate face in the place where Feng Xue had fought with the bad omen before, and beside him, two middle-aged people were patrolling left and right, and they all had the label of [appraiser] on their bodies.

After a moment, as if he had discovered something, one of them suddenly raised his head and said in an affirmative tone:

"That's right, the bad omen that appeared here should be 'Bone Girl'."

"Bone girl? This is already a very advanced variety, even if it has just been born, it has Hears-level combat power, and its appearance is close to that of ordinary people, it is too dangerous to blend into the landfill, can you see which way she is running? The other appraiser frowned and walked towards this direction, while the appraiser who found the clue said with a strange expression:

"No, there's no need to chase it, it was here just now, it was killed, you look at the mark on this stone, this is the spread of the mark that will only appear after the bad omen is killed, otherwise it is impossible for the stone to be contaminated with the [female] element."

Hearing this, the appraiser who followed up followed the guidance of his companion and looked over, and sure enough, he found a stone with a [female] element, and according to his past experience, he even circled the approximate location of the bone girl's death.

In this circle, the two appraisers also found some things that were irradiated by the imprint, but this element that does not match the item itself will not solidify, but will slowly fade and disappear over time, which is why this phenomenon is called imprint spread rather than element spread.

Listening to the exchange between the two appraisers, the manager finally couldn't bear it anymore and said:

"You mean, in less than ten minutes since I was notified of the appearance of the bad omen, someone had already killed a Persona bad omen like the Bone Maiden, which was close to the real weirdness?"

"It's incredible, but in terms of on-site traces, it's true." The appraiser, who had worked as a detective, responded, pointing to the ground that left almost no footprints, only a few inconspicuous drag marks, and a few scratches:

"The other party should have clashed with the bad omen in that house, and chose to run away at the first time, but was caught up by the bone girl, and finally fought here, and the whole process was about three minutes."

"It can't be! Although the Bone Girl looks like a human, she is a corpse-type omen after all, and it is impossible to be killed so easily! ”

The Administrator's face was full of disbelief, as the person who faced the most bad signs in the entire landfill, he knew very well how difficult it was to deal with corpse-type bad signs, if it was one with obvious weaknesses, it was fine, but the likes of Bone Girl, Stitch Monster, Frankenstein and the like could almost be regarded as irrational weird words, even if he could only sell blood to fight each other, unless......

"The other party is likely to have mastered the illusion of restraining the bone girl!"

That's right, it must be a phantom object, and although a fake object with restraint elements can also cause effective damage, it is impossible for the wielder to catch up with the bone girl's physical fitness.

As for having the strength to confront the Bone Girl, or even crush the Bone Girl, the manager didn't think about this at all, because he couldn't do it.

This is not the conceit of "I can't do it, so others can't do it", but because the [Manager] class will only be given to the strongest person in the area (not counting equipment), and if there is someone stronger than him, the manager class will be canceled directly.

Now that the profession of [Manager] is still hanging on him, it means that the person who defeated the bad omen is definitely weaker than him.

To be able to make a person weaker than himself, kill a bone girl who can ignore defenses and have extremely high speed, except for the phantom, the administrator does not think that there is any other possibility!

"Check it out! This man must be found! By the way, the bone girl is a corpse distortion, and there was no information about the appearance of the corpse here yesterday, only a hint of a bad omen, which means that the corpse was moved over, and the person who took over the corpse disposal task last night began to investigate! ”

The manager quickly clarified his thoughts and gave instructions to the younger brothers behind him, which was not only to covet the other party's powerful phantom, but more importantly, it was actually to protect his own vested interests.

Since it has a powerful illusion, it means that the opponent can easily get the combat label, and use it to snowball, once the opponent's strength surpasses itself, the infinite city will remove its own management class, and then the two sides will compete again.

The profession of the manager, which means the control of the garbage dump and the monopoly of high-quality occupations, has become accustomed to the convenience brought by this position, and it is impossible for the manager to hand it over!

So, anyone who might touch his position, must die!

At this time, Feng Xue, who had already fallen asleep, didn't know about this kind of thing, but that comfortable sleep didn't last long, and the vibration of the badge woke him up.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Feng Xue picked up the badge, looked at Lao Li's communication request, and casually pressed the answer button, and then heard Lao Li's voice coming from the badge-

"The manager gang doesn't know what's crazy, and suddenly started a city-wide search, if you have any secrets to remember to hide, then I will leave the landfill, and then I can go to Lao Xia on East Street for anything, that guy is also a novice instructor, and he won't refuse your request for help!"

"Wait a minute, what do you mean to leave? Do you have a runaway channel? Feng Xue was slightly stunned, and immediately stopped Lao Li from hanging up the phone, Lao Li heard this, but said helplessly:

"There's no channel, just go into the wilderness, okay, I'll notify the others, so I won't talk about it."

"It's not...... I ...... too" Before Feng Xue finished speaking, Lao Li had already hung up the phone, and dialed it again, but it was a busy sound that represented the middle of the call......