"At that time, he was a very motivated young man and had very ideas," Henry said thoughtfully: "But his ideas were always crazy. Even if there were some opinions I disagree with, he was always stubborn; he had a stumble with almost all his colleagues... The news he tracked was strange minefields, and he was invited by the Bureau of Investigation to have tea at all... I was very worried about him, but I kept holding him back and didn't fire him."

"It seems that you can live until now because of your kindness to him at that time?" Pan Hongsheng couldn't help but interrupt.

"Hmph, I hope I shot him to death!" Henry said angrily: "That guy hid under his mediocre appearance with a devilish heart. After discovering the mystery of the curse, he immediately killed his colleagues and burned the printed newspaper!"

"Why? Why did he do this? You might as well just finish it without writing it?" Pan Hongsheng was a little puzzled: "I regret it after writing it out? I feel that it is more beneficial for him to hide this secret than to publish it to the public?"

Henry looked up at the sky: "Who knows! I have thought about a lot of things in prison over the years. In fact, it seems that he might have hidden this secret for his own use at that time, but it may not be a completely bad thing!"

Pan Hongsheng was stunned and nodded immediately.

That's true. A secret that can cause death at will, and a person can master it, has already formed such a great lethality. If the nerd Orian at that time announced the news, the whole world would fall into the shadow of death!

Those with bad intentions, those who grit their teeth and long for revenge, and even those who are jealous, will use this method without hesitation to kill people without any crime!

"What I want to tell you is that Orion is no longer the ordinary little reporter in the past. He has studied curses over the years and has mastered the horror spells of the priests around the ancient pharaohs. Although I don't know what it is, one thing is certain that it has nothing to do with ghosts and gods! There must be something crucial in the pharaoh's tomb, and he wrote that kind of thing in the next newspaper column, but after he wrote it, he regretted it, so he killed people and burned the newspaper office, and finally he was suspicious and wanted to kill me..."

Henry finished speaking like a shriveled balloon: "I don't care about life and death now. I've had enough of living like this! Get rid of it sooner, maybe I can be born as soon as possible..."

"Thank you, Mr. Henry! But I still have a question... Where is the most likely place for Orion to live?" Pan Hongsheng stood up.

"Where is the most likely place he lives? Do you want to find his residence? Don't be foolish! He has been living in a place since he was addicted to curses. Some people have seen him in a pile of beggars, and some have seen him in some taverns and lower brothels... No one knows where he will appear in the next second, and whose life will be taken!" Henry's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he covered his heart with one hand: "I, I have lived for so long, and I have spent most of my life in prison. Just when my career was just beginning, I encountered such a thing... It's really... sorry!"

After saying that, he stood up, reached out and seemed to want to shake hands with Pan Hongsheng, but he stopped halfway through his hand.

"What's wrong? Henry Andy?" Pan Hongsheng saw Henry's pupils suddenly dilated, and his body suddenly shrank...

He quickly took a step forward and held the other person's hand.

But the hand was extremely cold, like ice!

Before he could come back to his senses, the other party's body turned into a pool of black water, steaming hot...

He was still holding a broken arm in his hand, and the rest of Henry's body no longer existed.

"Woo woo woo woo woo..." The sirens sounded! The guard outside said nervously: "Hurry Mr. Pan, hurry up and go after handling it! The management office has found that the prisoner has left the post overtime!"

Pan Hongsheng's movements were a little stiff. Henry died under the curse after all, but the other party's death seemed to be related to his visit.

To be precise, Orian was a kind-hearted person. Although he was bloody and paranoid, he still allowed Henry, who took good care of himself at that time, to live for decades.

The other party's identity and background were already clear. But Pan Hongsheng knew very well that it was useless to know the other party's background because the other party was always paying close attention to his every move.

Old Henry stayed in prison for decades and died when he visited him. The other party seemed to have easy control over the curse.

He can accurately time the curse occurs to seconds, and even make the curse occur like an art.

Only those who master the terrifying skills can have such confidence!

In such a closed environment in the prison, the other party can effortlessly transmit the curse medium to the target, easily apply it to the target, and calculate the time and place.

Pan Hongsheng couldn't help but feel a little terrified: "Is this Orian human or ghost?"

How could an ordinary person have such great power? He can easily do things that even thousands of heroes with unique skills cannot do.

On the way back, his car drove very slowly.

Why... he is so clear about my every move? Could it be that the online reports were all intentionally left behind?

He has calculated every step, just waiting for me to get on the trap?

"Didi!" The car in front suddenly braked, causing the shooting that was thinking about problems to be unable to be quenched to prevent rear-end collisions.

Pan Hongsheng complained and looked forward...

I saw several cars swaying on the road ahead, all of which had been burned to charcoal.

"What's wrong? The police won't clean up if there is an accident!" The owner of the car in front was a big fat man with a beard, and he was about to call him.

But before his number was dialed, he was in a different place.

Pan Hongsheng took a step back. He clearly saw something flashing in the air just now...

"Clang!" The protective energy on the outside of him sounded! It seemed that something sharp was scratched by.

But looking around, there was still no one around!

Pan Hongsheng only heard footsteps around him, but he couldn't even see his own figure!

Could it be that the other party's speed exceeded the limit that the naked eye could recognize?

Pan Hongsheng heard from the old man that some places have martial artists who specialize in practicing martial arts that focus on attack speed. They pursue extreme speed. Although their attack power may not be outstanding, they can end the battle in the blink of an eye!

"Clang!" Another huge noise! ​​Although it was not an effective attack to Pan Hongsheng's protective energy, the weapon in the other party's hand was very sharp from the sound!

After confirming the opponent's attack method, Pan Hongsheng calmed down.

This kind of simple physical attack does not have much power, and it cannot even consume its own internal energy, and it does not pose any threat to itself!

But the opponent's speed was indeed surprising, and this speed made Pan Hongsheng's judging the other party's position a problem.

He failed to hit several ray attacks.

Although he has the martial arts of listening to the voice and defending position, it seems to be useless to these opponents who are constantly moving at high speed.

After several attacks, Pan Hongsheng became angry: A bunch of little maggots dared to show off their power in front of me!

A stream of hot energy came out of the body instantly!

The fire energy swept across the earth in an instant, and the originally invisible assassin was instantly burned and screamed, retreating!

Pan Hongsheng looked closely and saw that these guys were all wearing diving suits, no wonder they could survive the power of their own fire energy. These weird-shaped assassins were panting like bellows. It was obvious that the high-speed attack just now required a lot of physical strength.

In addition to his amazing curse, Orian was indeed an amateur in the arrangement of troops.

Pan Hongsheng couldn't help but think: Since you know something about me, you still have to send such as an assassin to assassinate me, isn't you seeking death?

Maybe he doesn't care about the lives of these people?
Chapter completed!