After listening to Xiaoqiu's words, a large amount of information in He Ming's mind was dug out.

"This group of madmen is really unwilling to give up." He Ming said in his heart.

This world does not have a very unified name for the extraordinary.

There are three types of empires who have extraordinary organization: the person who keeps his orders, the person who holds his blood, and the baptist messenger.

All cults and terrorist organizations are collectively called madmen, meaning crazy people.

He Ming, an organization that believes in the beast god, knew that it was a group of madmen named Blood Moon.

All of these cultists believe in beast gods, advocate liberating human animal nature, allowing all animals to return to the primitive world, and returning the jungle law of the prey on the weak.

The Night Wolf Pack, which was just wiped out today, is a branch of the Blood Moon Organization.

"Have the cult's hand reached into the community where I live?" He Ming suddenly felt a sense of urgency.

After all, my sister lives here.

"These few nights, someone will come in and teach me how to kill my master." At this time, Xiaoqiu continued.

He Ming came back to his senses: "Who else is here?"

Xiaoqiu nodded: "Yeah, but I'm lazy, and these two-legged beasts are very nice to me. I haven't learned much, and I can't bear to kill her."

"When does that person come every day?" He Ming asked.

Xiaoqiu said: "It should be faster than usual."

After hearing this, He Ming said, "I will keep your affairs secret for you for the time being, and the ability to communicate with you will soon be invalid."

"Treat your master well, she really likes you. In addition, you have been psychic and have any special discoveries in the future? Let your master contact me, or tell me yourself, do you know?"

After hearing this, Xiaoqiu nodded: "Okay."

He Ming then let go of its neck.

Afterwards, He Ming and Sister Li briefly explained a few words and left with Sister Li's enthusiastic farewell.

He Ming did not leave directly, but sat at the door, waiting for the person to arrive.

If you can sneak in quietly, you must be a red-blooded extraordinary person.

These people are like death to mortals.

However, He Ming is no longer a mortal now.

Time passed slowly, and a black shadow jumped up from the handrail of the fire corridor. Then He Ming saw a black shadow opening the door quietly.

He Ming stood up with a smile and said, "Your Excellency is really good at bounce. Are you considering attending the World Games and bringing glory to the empire?"

The voice-controlled light turned on, and He Ming saw a strong man with a beard, heart-protecting hair, and a vest and shorts.

The strong man's muscles were as strong as a rock. Although he was only about 1.75 meters tall, he gave people a sense of ferocity and wildness that was rushing towards him.

Under his thick hair, a pair of red eyes stared at He Ming for two seconds, and then said, "He Ming, the detective living here."

He Ming took out a golden stick from his pocket and took it off and said, "I didn't expect that I was so famous! Do you want to sign? My handwriting is pretty good!"

The strong man took a step forward, and the muscles in his entire body began to contract and squirm, like a tight spring, which could burst out terrifying power at any time.

"Detective He, although I know how you know I'm coming today, I want to tell you that you are here alone, just seeking death."

The next second, in almost a blink of an eye, He Ming suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

When he came to his senses, he found that his chest had been penetrated by a hideous beast claw.

"You are so stupid that you dare to face the extraordinary person alone." The strong man said in a low voice.

He Ming lowered his head at this time, and the severe pain made his forehead full of sweat. He asked with difficulty: "I said, do you cultists like Heihu so much?"

"It hurts really when my chest is penetrated!"

Hearing He Ming's very abnormal words, the strong man was suddenly surprised.

At this moment, he did not smell the familiar smell of blood, nor did he feel the blood splattered everywhere.

"What's going on?"

The strong man who felt something was wrong looked down and suddenly found that a large amount of black mud was spreading out along He Ming's chest, as if he was about to swallow his arms.

"You! What kind of monster are you?" the strong man asked in a deep voice.

At this time, the ear-clearing spoon in He Ming's hand turned into a one-meter-long golden stick, and then it hit the strong man's head with a stick.

The strong man reacted quickly, his body retreated violently, and he instantly avoided the stick.

He Ming, who was beaten up, sighed: "The body speed is a bit different."

The strong man who avoided looked up and his eyes suddenly tightened.

I only saw the black mud that had just splashed around, as if there was life, gradually crawling back to the wound on He Ming's chest along He Ming's legs.

Then, under the gaze of the strong man, the fatal wound took more than ten seconds to fully recover.

"You! What the hell is it?" Seeing this strange scene, even the strong man, who was a cult madman, felt a numbness in his scalp at this moment.

This guy not only has extraordinary self-healing ability, but he even does not have normal human blood in his body!

After a brief contact, the strong man felt that the black mud had a powerful erosion ability.

It doesn’t look like the blood of a living being at all, it’s more like… a pollutant!

"Tsk, this short-sleeved shirt cost me 64,000 yuan, so pay for it quickly." He Ming looked at the clothes that were taken out of the hole and spoke directly.

The strong man was not interested in money at this moment, and his focus at this moment was not only on He Ming's strange blood and ability.

And the strange weapon that suddenly became bigger in his hand.

"Pollutants? No, there is no air that pollutants should have at all. What is that? A new weapon developed by the Empire Temple!?"

While the strong man was thinking about it, He Ming raised his stick and said to him: "Tell me, how much is it to pay me?"

The strong man felt something was wrong at this time, and turned around and was about to run without saying a word.

A monster hidden among ordinary police detectives suddenly appeared in Tianshui City, and he was also an official of the Empire. This matter must be known to other companions.

But just as he turned around, he suddenly felt a terrifying chill rising from his heart.

As a beast madman who believes in the beast god, he knows very well what this chill represents.

This is his beastly instinct. Such a terrifying level indicates that an attack that threatens his life is about to come!

"No!" In the dangerous moment, he relied on the instinct of the beast to turn around suddenly.

"Shoot him, charlatan!"

Whoosh!

In an instant, the charlatan instantly extended at a speed of ten times the speed of sound. It would have pierced directly into the strong man's back heart, but because of his extreme dodging, it only pierced his left shoulder.

"What kind of terrifying weapon is this?" At this time, feeling the terrifying extension speed of the charlatan, the strong man's hair was blown up.

Because this weapon is so terrifying!
Chapter completed!