"You can try it." Han Ze's mouth smiled.

Although the pistol of this magic weapon can kill powerful people in the realm of God Transformation, it is still not enough for Han Ze.

Han Ze's current physical body is far stronger than ordinary creatures in the realm of the God Transformation.

Moreover, the true qi that Han Ze cultivated through the Emperor's Taoist Art is even more qualitative.

Hathaway shook her head: "I don't want to kill you."

Hathaway has seen the power of cultivators and knows that those people have incredible abilities, and the cultivators' speed can be even more terrifying.

But now in this situation, Hathaway is convinced that even if Han Ze reacts much faster than ordinary people, she can pull the trigger before Han Ze takes action.

"Since you don't believe it, I'll help you." Han Ze looked at the pocket revolver in Hathaway's hand.

Swish!

The next moment, a cold light flashed in Han Ze's eyes.

Hathaway discovered that the trigger on the gun actually started to move by itself.

"How could it be?"

Hathaway's beautiful eyes widened and looked at the trigger moving back in disbelief.

She killed the cultivators who had passed the realm of transformation of the gods and knew that the creatures in that realm were extremely extraordinary, but cultivators in that realm could never control an object as they pleased.

Buzz!

As the trigger moved, the patterns on the gun lit up and emitted a flame-like light.

On the pocket revolver, the patterns are like plants, trees, insects, fish, and mountains, rivers and rivers, and they are all shining at this time.

"Stop it." Hathaway said hurriedly, "If the bullet is fired, you will be in danger."

Hathaway was extremely concerned about Han Ze, but it was useless at this time because she could not stop the trigger from moving.

Finally, all the patterns on the pistol were lit up.

Bang!

Then I heard a light sound from the pistol, like a ball of paper falling on the ground, the sound was very weak.

"No……"

Hathaway wanted to take her hand away, but she found that even her hand could not move.

A faint light emanated from Han Ze's eyes.

He could see a bullet the size of a peanut was spinning at high speed and flying towards him.

Although this is just an ordinary bullet, the moment it was released, it showed that there was lightning flashing, with a terrifying aura.

"Thunder of Destruction?" Han Ze was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the formation engraved on the pistol could actually inspire the Thunder of Destruction.

The thunder of destruction is said to be able to destroy the vitality of all things, and is a more domineering one in the thunder tribulation.

If a monk encounters thunder of destruction when he is passing through the tribulation, he may be struck into ashes if he is not careful.

However, although the thunder of destruction is terrifying, it is easy to create.

On the source star, the energy generated by this thunder tribulation has been reasonably utilized.

But Han Ze could not have imagined that the thunder of destruction could be seen on earth.

bite!

Han Ze stretched out two fingers and clamped the silver bullet.

The moment his finger touched the bullet, Han Ze only felt a huge impact coming from his fingers, as if the void was shattering, and he was about to explode his fingers. Then a numb feeling flowed into his body along his fingers.

The Thunder of Destruction may be terrifying enough for other monks, but Han Ze has survived countless thunder tribulations, and this kind of thunder tribulations is still too weak for him.

Seeing that Han Ze actually stretched out two fingers and easily clamped the bullet that could kill the god-transforming monk, Hathaway widened her eyes in confidence.

"oh, mygod, how is this possible?" Hathaway said, English and Chinese were mixed, obviously too shocked.

"What's impossible?" Han Ze put the bullet on the table and looked at Hathaway and said, "Do you still think you can kill me now?"

Han Ze's expression calmed down, but he was also a little curious about the pistol that could fire a thunder bullet with a thunder bullet.

"I can't kill you anymore." Hathaway shook his head and put away the revolver. "It seems that the Fang family has been involved in someone they shouldn't have messed with, but since I'm here, I can't just leave like that."

Swish!

Hathaway finished speaking, and there was an extra red dagger in his hand and stabbed Han Ze suddenly.

In the private room, a cold light flashed and it was almost at its peak.

However, Han Ze was prepared for a long time, and just raised his palm, closed his thumb and index finger gently, and pinched the bright red dagger.

Hathaway tried to draw the dagger, but found that the dagger was as if it was firmly fixed by iron clamps and could not move at all.

Abandoning the dagger, Hathaway opened her fingers and poked her straight into Han Ze's eyes.

As a killer, Hathaway's move is a killer move, cruel and harsh.

Han Ze held the dagger in his hand and quickly lifted it up.

Bang!

The two wrists collided and made a muffled sound. If the waiter had not been told to disturb him, someone would have heard the sound.

Hathaway's hand was easily blocked by Han Ze, and Han Ze was still sitting in the seat without moving a minute.

"It turns out to be an extremely powerful person." Hathaway rubbed her swollen wrists, stretched out her pink tongue and licked her lips: "The stronger you are, the more interested I will be in you."

call out!

Han Ze gently swung his wrist, and the bright red dagger turned into a ray of light, and inserted it on the table with a thud.

"I have no interest in women who play with knives and guns." Han Ze said lightly.

Hathaway suddenly showed a charming smile: "In fact, except for this kind of gun that is not used for killing people, I can also play with it."

After saying that, Hathaway looked at a part of Han Ze without any hesitation.

At this moment, Han Ze could not sit still.

Although he had heard a long time ago that foreign women were more open, Han Ze never expected that Hathaway was just a mixed race and was so straightforward.

"If nothing happens, I will leave first." Han Ze, as a thousand-year-old virgin, didn't want to stay here for a moment.

Opening the door of the private room, Han Ze quickly left the coffee shop.

Instead of chasing out, Hathaway stretched out her white and slender hand, held it in the air for a moment, and smiled and said, "A powerful man."

...

After leaving the coffee shop, Han Ze hid his breath and mixed into the crowd.

He knew that the killer was very good at chasing aura, and he didn't want Hathaway to follow him.

"Didi..."

After Han Ze walked two streets, a police car suddenly appeared in the back of the post and whistled at him.

"Why are you here?" Han Ze discovered that it was Qin Xue who was sitting in the police car.

Qin Xue stopped the car and rolled the window down: "Then why are you here?"

In Qin Xue's eyes, Han Ze has always been a person who is not doing his job properly, except for his good skills.

"Study in college." Han Ze replied naturally.

Qin Xue gave Han Ze a blank look, and said, "It's just you? Whoever believes it?"

However, although he thought so in his heart, Qin Xue said, "I happened to have something to look for you. How about it? Are you interested in having a drink?"

"Drink two drinks?" Han Ze smiled, "Okay."

Although Han Ze was not interested in drinking, since the beauty invited him to a beautiful policewoman, Han Ze naturally would not refuse.

Back at the police station, Qin Xue changed into a regular dress, then came to a small bar with Han Ze, ordered some wine and sat down casually.

"I remember your patrol area is not a university town, why did you go where did you go?" Han Ze took a sip of beer and asked casually.

Qin Xue took a big sip of beer and then said, "Don't mention it, there have been many thefts in the university town recently, and they have not been solved, so she can only strengthen patrols. There is not enough staff there, so she transferred me over."

“Theft?”

"Yes." Qin Xue frowned, as if recalling something: "Do you think it's strange? The thief doesn't steal anything, just stealing iron tools, like kitchen knives, pots, etc...."

"There are such a weird thief?" Han Ze smiled. It was the first time he heard that there were such a weird person who did not steal gold, silver and treasures into the house, but actually stole these things.

"And what's even more amazing is that there are no signs of passive doors and windows in those stolen homes, and I don't know how he came in and out at all." Qin Xue continued, feeling that the whole case was full of weirdness.

As he said that, Qin Xue took another big mouthful of beer.

"Then you have some clues now?" Han Ze asked.

"Not yet." Qin Xue shook her head, "But I discovered a problem. The stolen families have one thing in common, that is, the things they bought at home have not been used for more than five days."

"Hehe..." Han Ze smiled: "This thief is weird."
To be continued...