The man, who was tall and stout, even stronger than Martin, stood in the doorway and looked at the people in the room and said, "I'll leave here in a moment, but there are still a few people in this house who have not appeared." ”

"Oh! No! I'm telling you to leave here now! Chris frowned and said, "What are you looking at?" ”

"There's a pretty chick in the house." The man said.

Chris burst into anger, and around his body, a faint black mist emanated: "Don't hit her idea! Yaheng Ram. ”

Yaheng was dismissive of Chris's roar, and he sneered, "Please put away your stinky rack, Inspector Louie, you know, it's useless to me." ”

Yaheng pointed to the evil energy that Chris was about to gather, and his blazing eyes focused on Chris's chest, and then, the black mist emitted around Chris disappeared inexplicably.

Chris felt a tremendous force that had never been seen before, manipulating his evil energy, which made Chris feel stunned.

Chris raised his head and stared at Yaheng fiercely and said, "Damn! What have you done to me? ”

"I'm purifying your mind, Inspector Louie." Yaheng put down his finger and said, "Your anger is too great. ”

Chris's face was pale, panting heavily, and he felt like he was about to die at the hands of Yaheng, who he considered to be an extremely powerful wizard, or manipulator.

He had never seen Yaheng shoot in front of him, and before, when Paulina was interrogated, it was Yaheng who came to the French police station to pick up Paulina and leave.

Yaheng, like Paulina, is usually kind and disguised, occasionally seems to be not good at socializing and talking, but in fact they always give people an approachable appearance, approaching each other with a purpose, as for what they want to do, no one knows.

"Yaheng! No! Chris exclaimed.

Yaheng walked into the house and listened to Chris's shouting as he stood there, he ignored it completely, and walked in the direction of Matilda.

"OMG! You're like a beautiful elf. Yaheng looked at Matilda up close and said, "I saw that rainbow, almost the same thing as Aida Vidu, more like an angel." ”

Matilda's expression was flustered, and she took a few steps back timidly, her body leaning against the unburned fireplace, her mouth moving in fear.

"Please... Please don't come here! Matilda exclaimed.

Yaheng still stood in place, looked at Matilda again and said, "No wonder Paulina wants to be friends with you, if you can come to my hometown, then I will definitely treat you with hospitality." ”

"When you get to the altar, the people of your hometown will worship you as a god." Yaheng raised his head and raised his arms in a shout.

Mill walked out with three cups of brewed coffee and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Yaheng lowered his arm and turned his head to look at Mir, who found that Mir looked even more beautiful than Matilda, and this beauty was mixed with the handsomeness of a man.

Especially Mir's eyes, Yaheng was trapped in them, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

"Hey! Who are you? ”

"What are you doing here?"

"Are you a villain?"

As he indulged, his musings were interrupted by a few angry voices.

"No, I'm not a villain, I'm a messenger of the gods, Mr. Handsome." Aheng came back to his senses and said.

"I don't care who you are, please go out first." Mill looked at Matilda and then at Chris and said, "Do you want me to invite you to tea at the police station?" ”

Yaheng rolled his eyes and said, "I will leave as soon as I say a word, is it okay?" ”

"I don't want to hear anything from you, you're too long-winded as a messenger of the gods." Mill refused.

Yaheng closed his eyes and sighed deeply, the taste of rejection was extremely uncomfortable.

When Yaheng raised his finger again, Chris shouted, "Mir! Get Matilda out of here! ”

"Get her out of here! Mill! ”

"Noisy !!"

After Yaheng finished speaking, he pointed his finger at Chris's back, and with a thud, Chris's body instantly fell on the stone pavement at the door.

"Brother!" Matilda exclaimed as she saw Chris struggling in pain as he crawled on the stone pavement.

"The messenger of the gods actually did something that made the gods angry!" Mir gritted his teeth, his lips trembled slightly, and the anger in his heart immediately rushed out.

Then, when Yaheng pointed at Mir, he found that his power suddenly had no effect.

He looked at his hand in great confusion, then at Mir, who was unharmed, and asked in surprise, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm a detective!" Mir roared, "Remember my name, I'm Detective Edward!" ”

Mir immediately picked up a steaming cup of coffee on the table and splashed it directly on Yaheng's hand, while also splashing it on the rest of Yaheng's body.

"Ah!!h

Yaheng screamed and wailed a few times, the sound resounded throughout the room, he bared his teeth in pain, and then squatted down, rubbing his hands incessantly.

"You're the devil! You are the devil! Yaheng cried out in pain.

"I'm not the devil, I'm a detective." Mir said indifferently as he looked at Yaheng.

Yaheng originally thought that he controlled the powerful power given by the gods, and could take them down in minutes, and when they fell asleep or were injured, he could let Paulina tie them up and take them back to their hometown to sacrifice.

To Yaheng's surprise, Mir's appearance and power had no effect on him, as if Mir was a god, or Mir was the messenger of the gods.

"Why?" Yaheng endured the severe pain, stood up and asked.

"The reason is simple, you've been doing evil." Mir sat down in his chair and said, "You don't have any goodness, so the gods won't help you." ”

"Is that advice?" Yaheng asked.

"Hmm... You can think of it that way. Mir said in the tone of an old man.

Mir never thought that Yaheng's power could not do any harm to him, and even he couldn't figure out why, it was very likely that there was a bug when he crossed over.

"Detective Edward." The pain and burning sensation in Yaheng's body began to become numb, and he said, "I have memorized it. ”

"Thank you." Mill pointed to the coffee on the table and politely said, "Do you need a drink?" ”

Yaheng lowered his head and glanced at it and said, "No need, thank you." ”

Mir looked at the dense small blisters on Yaheng's body, although Yaheng's skin was dark, the blisters on his hands and thighs showed the luster of rain and dew, crystal clear.

Mir shrugged his shoulders and said, "Your politeness came too late, I would never have done this to you just now, or a few minutes ago." ”

"Wait." Yaheng had just turned around and wanted to leave the house, but was stopped by Mir.

Yaheng turned his head slowly, looking cautiously at Mir, and then at the cup of coffee in Mir's hand, worried that he would be hurt again.

"Don't worry, Detective Edward, he's fine, he's just asleep." According to the direction of Mir's eyes, Yaheng seemed to understand what Mir meant.