"This person is definitely a problem! He has white skin and eyes, and his yin energy is lingering. He is definitely not a normal person."

"A Left Taoist Warlock?"

After opening his eyes, Lin Boying could see Zhang Jiao's abnormality across the street at a glance, especially the orders he had highlighted at this moment, which was even more eye-catching.

“There’s a problem.”

From not even having a military uniform patrolman with guns to the current regional sheriff, Lin Boying's more than ten years of professional police career immediately woke him up from grief and anger, and quickly locked in the suspicious figure opposite him.

The abnormality existed on the body of the deceased, coupled with this guy who suddenly appeared at the scene of the crime, was suspected to be a left-right sorcerer.

Lin Boying had no reason not to doubt him, as the other party might harm others with evil magic.

His gaze firmly locked the figure in front of him, and he flipped over a railing with his hands on his belt and prepared to take out his gun to attack at any time. If the opponent had any abnormal movement, he would immediately fight back.

He prefers to use guns than to use spells.

After all, facing these left-minded people who are neither human nor ghost, it is better to know it with one shot instead of fighting to the death.

No matter how high the magic power is, no matter how strange the magic is, they are all physical mortals. If they are not killed by one shot, then two more shots will be added. Even the so-called copper-armored corpse king with incompetence and steel bars and iron bones can be penetrated by Barrett.

Times have changed!

Lin Boying stared at the other party's eyes, put one hand on the gun holster at his waist, took out his ID with the other, and said in the most standard inquiry action, "Please show your ID."

Sure enough, the other party turned around and ran away without his expectations. Lin Boying quickly chased after him and quickly subdued him to the police station.

After a arduous interrogation, the other party finally confessed his crime. Lin Boying also crossed the ceiling of the ordinary police title because of the credit for this case. He successfully became a police supervisor at the age of less than 35.

At this moment, he was receiving the title of the highest leader of the Kowloon Bay Police and the police badge engraved with a triangle arrow was buckled against his chest by a girl wearing a white dress with long hair and no face.

He greeted him happily, without feeling anything wrong.

The girl also gave him a gift. When the gift was returned, he seemed to feel that there seemed to be a little more red on the girl's white dress, but he didn't think much about it, and returned to the game to celebrate his promotion under the crowd of colleagues.

The girl also went back to celebrate with them, and no one felt anything was wrong.

At the dinner table, Lin Boying was drunk and about to fall to the ground by a group of colleagues who were cheering. Her hands were as white as jade, and her cold hands firmly helped her, took herself home, took off her clothes and socks, washed her face and wiped her hands.

When his eyes were hazy, he vaguely saw a white dress in front of him.

"It seems like there are a little more red dots?" he thought to himself, and then quickly fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, the girl in a white dress prepared breakfast for him early. After he finished eating, he went to the police station. The girl sorted out various documents for him and made a cup of strong tea for him.

During the meeting, the girl applauded him below; during the meal, the girl picked up food and served him with rice; during the leisure time, the girl rubbed his shoulders and back to relax his body.

She seemed to be everywhere, filling every corner of Lin Berying's world.

The only difference is that her white dress seems to be getting redder and redder. It was originally only a few spots of bright red, but now it has spread out large traces. From a distance, the red and white are very brilliant.

"It should turn all red in the near future!"

Lin Boying thought about it and vaguely felt something was wrong there, but he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought about it, but instead felt that his chest became a little strange.

Burning and stinging.

But this feeling soon disappeared, and he didn't take it to heart. He turned around and forgot it and continued to enjoy all this with peace of mind.

On that morning, Lin Boying woke up from the bed, and the sun shone through the curtains on his face. He subconsciously twisted his head and looked at the girl in a red dress lying beside him, and suddenly felt curious.

What does her face look like under her long hair?

This question kept circling in his mind, making him even more curious.

When he thought of it, Lin Boying stretched out his hand and lifted the girl's scattered hair.

A burning stinging sensation came from his chest.

He suddenly woke up from the nightmare.

"No!!!"

Lin Boying half-bent his hands and supported his knees, gasping for breath, his heart beating violently, and his mind was constantly reflected in his bloody and bloody face.

"Sir, do you have something to do with me?"

A cold and indifferent voice came from the top of my head.

Lin Boying raised his head when he heard this, looked at Zhang Jiao above him, and all kinds of thoughts rolled in his mind, and finally came together into a sentence.

"It was your aversion to me just now."

Zhang Jiao tilted his head and looked at him, then lit it silently.

It's considered an admission.

"You know the attacker was...ah, hot! hot! hot!"

Lin Boying immediately stared at him fiercely, but the next second, his face changed rapidly and pulled open his collar, picked out the jade seal with a red rope in his chest, and kept shouting in a low voice to cover up the ferocity of his previous look.

This is a real tough character in front of him, and Lin Boying is also considered a descendant of a famous family. Although he is not very concerned about mysterious techniques on weekdays, he still knows a lot.

Although the art of resentment has been widely circulated, it is not a simple art.

This method requires special sacrifices and refining as the core, and the birth date and eight characters of the subject, and the hair and saliva find the day when the opponent fights against the evil spirit before the artillery can be performed.

Even if you practice to the extreme, you do not need the other party’s blood, hair, or birth date, but you still need to use the energy that you have to spend your hard work to sacrifice and refine.

The guy in front of him looked not old, but he could directly suppress himself with just one look in the blue sky and the sun.

Even the warning of Quansheng Duoduo's Gongshen could not awaken himself. It was extremely terrifying, and he could not help but treat it carefully.

After all, in the stories he has heard, none of these left-minded people are easy to meet, and the higher their cultivation level, the more strange their personality is.

Zhang Jiao naturally didn't know the policeman in front of him was so complicated.

I don’t know that the other party has already thought of him as an old monster who has been practicing for many years with just a skill similar to the victory art.

During this period, Fang Tian's imperial decree became increasingly integrated with him, and Zhang Jiao naturally knew a lot and understood his abilities more and more.

Fang Tian ordered the ghost realm in the five realms of heaven, earth, man, god, ghost, and ghosts to bind evil spirits and enclose them in the host's body and not to escape from the trap.

The edict will serve as a medium and a bridge to closely connect the two of them, and live and perish together, both of them, and live and perish together.

If a person wins, he will control ghosts and obtain various abilities and supernatural powers of evil ghosts.

If a ghost wins, it will control people and will not be afraid of the scorching sun and thunder.

Yin and Yang intertwined, penetrated and tortured each other.

That is the only sentence left by Fang Tian’s decree, “Borrow the power of ghosts to live in symbiosis with ghosts.”

At this moment, he was half a man and half a ghost, and naturally he could control the ability of the evil ghost in his body.

If he was asked to use something to describe his current situation, a supernatural version of "Ren Zhuli" would be the most suitable one.

Here, the two of them were stunned.

Lin Boying was thinking about how to speak, while Zhang Jiao was waiting for him to speak.

He knew what he wanted to ask.

Just now, just the moment Lin Boying opened his magic eyes, the faint magic fluctuations flowing on his body made Zhang Jiao discover him.

The "comrade" who had not been seen for a long time suddenly saw another person, and he was still a policeman.

But he did not surprise him, but instead felt that his location was inappropriate.

Because, the other party also discovered himself.

I could see the abnormality on the body of the female corpse jumping off the building, and I thought the other party had noticed it. In addition, I happened to come to the scene, so I thought there was some explanation.

Sure enough, the other party rushed over immediately after seeing him.

Zhang Jiao did not choose to leave immediately, and the yellow mud fell into his crotch, either shit or shit.

He was barely considered an individual and could not completely leave society. In addition, the mission had not yet begun. If he was directly on the local police blacklist, it would be probably not a lot of troubles, so it would be best to explain it clearly.

But seeing the policeman's expression of identifying the suspect after discovering him, Zhang Jiao felt that it would be better to let this Asir "calm" first, and then explain it carefully. Otherwise, the other party would have been using the other party's tough performance just now, and would have invited him directly to the bureau.

There are many things that are difficult to explain about him. If he really goes there, he will probably not be able to come out, and it will not affect his tasks.

Therefore, when Zhang Jiao rushed over, he took advantage of the influence of the girl who jumped off the building and stayed in the policeman's heart and gently moved him, and he was completely trapped in an inexhaustible nightmare.

If it weren't for the jade seal on his chest and Zhang Jiao did not take any action, Lin Boying would probably not have been able to wake up and eventually died in the hands of the nightmare in his dream.

Now it seems that the effect is pretty good.

Here,

Lin Boying opened his mouth and thought about how to ask more tactfully, and if the other party really answered that it was me, would he go or run away immediately, Zhang Jiao suddenly spoke, "That girl was not killed by me."

Lin Boying immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the mysterious man in front of him. It seemed that the most tangled difficulty had passed.

He even subconsciously believed a little, after all, the words of the strong will always make people believe a little.

Just like an ordinary person talking about chicken soup, you will most of the time be disdainful and think it is nonsense; but when a well-known rich man talks about chicken soup, many people will regard it as a good word and life creeds the same.

People instinctively believe that they are stronger than themselves.

But Lin Boying was a policeman after all, and he suspected that everything had penetrated into his heart and did not absolutely believe what Zhang Jiao said, but at least he did not show his face, nor did he say what he would go back to the bureau to investigate.

When you haven't figured out the other party's background, it's better to be cautious. Zhang Jiao just now frightened him.

Lin Boying thought, and said to his old partner who was following him, "It's okay, an old friend I haven't seen for a long time, let's talk, Lao Yu, you can keep the scene first."

As he was talking, he suddenly noticed that Zhang Jiao suddenly turned his head and stared at the scene of a tragedy that had just happened.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked over.

As the dark crowd watched, the cold air that was constantly winding on the girl's corpse suddenly slowly penetrated into the pool of blood on the ground, and two reflections of crying beside her appeared.

"fierce"

"die"

"Death"

"Destroy"

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Chapter completed!