This poke is extremely ferocious, and it can be seen that the young man in front of him has no mercy at all.

However..... This was originally facing the Heavenly Spirit Gai, but suddenly shifted its position.

Or rather, Sherlock jerked sideways without warning.

No one knew how he did it, but his body, which had been motionless just a moment ago, suddenly flashed to the side, causing the screwdriver to miss his head and plunge straight into the gap between his collarbone and shoulder blades.

This time it was so deep that it was almost rooted, but Sherlock didn't seem to care about the pain at all, and his expression was still in the helplessness of losing the pleasure of reasoning just now.

"Tsk, it's really a simple and easy-to-understand ability, as long as the prey is afraid, you can restrain it, but as long as the prey is not afraid, your ability will disappear quickly, right?"

The hooded man heard Sherlock's words and seemed to want to say something, but the madness in his head was no longer enough for him to speak.

can only babble as always:

"I'll do it..... Hahaha...... I'll do it!! ”

As he spoke, he tried to pull out the screwdriver.

But before he could exert his strength, a hand suddenly burst out and grabbed his wrist, with great force, and it was useless to try to break free.

At the same time, Sherlock's body gradually regained its mobility, first the arms, then the torso and lower limbs, and finally, he simply held the other person's hand and stood up little by little.

The hooded man wasn't tall, so Sherlock needed to look at him condescendingly when he got up.

As for the eye-gouging demon lying on the neckline, it also fell to the ground with the action of getting up, falling in all directions...... I just wanted to turn over, but I was trampled on; If it weren't for the fact that this little guy still had a little energy left, and he had removed the strength of this kick, he would probably have been trampled on the spot.

"So in the beginning, you need to use the word 'open your nails' to evoke some knee-jerk fear in people's minds, right?" Sherlock didn't care about the resistance of the demon under his feet at all, and still said unhurriedly: "

Very good, not only intelligent, but even very aware of what humans fear.

Pain can indeed make people unconsciously start to fear, and words and language can indeed implant 'pain' into people's consciousness.

It's like "Put a toothpick in the gap between your big female toenails, and then kick it at the wall!" As long as you hear this kind of words, you will subconsciously feel uncomfortable.

Similarly. 'Lifting the nails' has a similar effect......"

Sherlock deliberately slowed down his speech in order to make the demon in front of him and the hooded man hear it clearly.

Since the opponent's ability comes from the fear of the prey, if the prey is not only not afraid, but also analyzes this ability clearly and tells the other party generously, adding a little disappointment in the tone.

So the effect of this ability ..... It is estimated that it is gone.

Sure enough, with this passage, Sherlock could clearly feel the strength of his body recovering little by little;

So, he gradually increased the force in his hand, and the hooded man's bones creaked softly, and the aggravated pain finally made the madness in his eyes fade a little, and he began to scream, wail, and desperately try to break free.

At the same time, Sherlock's feet were slowly exerting force, and he could faintly hear the click of the little devil's feet being trampled off by the soles of his shoes.

"Come on...... You're about to be unable to restrain me, and if you don't work harder, you're going to be trampled on by me. ”

Sherlock said dumbfoundedly, his eyes downcast, and he looked indifferently at the struggling demon at his feet.

But at this time!

A void crack suddenly opened...... Close to the ground, right below the eye-gouging demon.

A momentary sense of frustration came from under Sherlock's feet, and the demon fell straight into the crack...... Fled.

"Huh? Oh, it's smarter than you think......"

Sherlock muttered disapprovingly, not annoyed by the escape of the demon beneath his feet, but smiled unhurriedly, then turned his head slightly, and turned his gaze to the hooded man who was still desperately trying to pull his hand out.

"Okay, the little guy will deal with it later, now ...... It's just you and me left here. ”

He said..... Although the tone was very casual and the smile was very sunny, the two corpses were lying not far away, and the whole carriage was full of the smell of blood, so it set off this smile was particularly incongruous and terrifying.

Uh, that's right...... The hooded man was starting to feel horrified, too.

With the departure of the eye-gouging demon, the madness in his eyes began to gradually dissipate, but instead of the look that a normal person should have, it became a more fiery ...... Fear!

And this fear is becoming more and more evil, just like a leaky steam pipe, desperately gushing out, it seems that it has been suppressed in his heart for a long time, and finally found a channel to vent.

So at this moment, he almost lost his mind and began to roar!!!

"Let me go...... Ahh......hhh Let go of me, it's not what I did!!! ”

He howled, struggling more and more, and when he found that it didn't work, he twisted his arm 360 degrees violently.

Cluck-click————

In an instant, the tendons of the wrist were directly broken, and the bones of the hand were twisted and broken by himself, so he rolled one hand into a puddle of soft flesh, and finally broke free from Sherlock; During this time, the hooded man didn't seem to care about the pain at all, and without saying a word, he smashed the window of the steam train, clanged all the way along the viaduct, and I don't know how many steel bars and steam pipes he hit, and fell miserably to the ground.

Sherlock was blinded, although most of the contractors had some power blessings, but he didn't expect this young man to burst out with such terrifying power, let alone that the other party could do such a self-harming act in order to run away.

"Do you use it like this, can't you have a good chat first, I'm a very soft-hearted person, and I didn't say that I would definitely not let you go?"

He muttered, lit a cigarette, and then came to the broken glass that had just been knocked open, and leaped down with an understatement, the wind blowing in the opposite direction lifted his coat upwards and hunted.

And after landing on the ground, he looked at the direction in which the young man had disappeared, and shook his head with some distress:

"The psychological quality of young people nowadays is really not good, and they want to escape when they encounter something.

What are you running away from, you can't escape......