Outside the factory door, Xu Zhiqiang looked at the big pit in front of him and the parts scattered all over the ground in the middle of the pit. His only right eye was round and he looked at everything in front of him incredibly.

At this time, he even forgot the heart-wrenching pain on his body and looked at the tall figure holding a golden stick in front of him.

This figure is both familiar and unfamiliar.

He Ming was a year older than himself and became a police detective a year earlier than him.

He still remembers that when he first entered the industry, he saw the corpse vomiting, and when he was afraid of the extraordinary incident, he was the enthusiastic and kind brother who was helping him.

They acted together, solved the case together, arrested the prisoners together, and watched their comrades die together...

He thought he was very familiar with He Ming, a reliable senior who was helpful and humorous.

But now, in addition to this sense of familiarity, there is also a kind of strangeness, or... awe.

"He...Brother?" Xu Zhiqiang asked tentatively.

He Ming turned his head slightly, and under the moonlight, he showed a confident and gentle smile.

"Zhiqiang, you won't die today, and Xiaolan won't be a widow."

When Xu Zhiqiang heard this, tears and blood flowed down his eyes. He cried without any hesitation in the face of death.

He Yeyu and Han Dongmei behind Xu Zhiqiang were even more shocked and incredible.

Especially Han Dongmei.

That powerful safety aura stabilized her collapsed spirit and made her look at the majestic figure in a daze.

In her impression, He Ming was a good brother who cared for his sister and a police detective with a sense of justice.

But that's all, its essence is just an ordinary detective who is so ordinary that he can't be more ordinary.

She never thought that such an ordinary and peaceful person would now be like a god descending to earth, using the golden stick to smash the existence that could be called nightmare and despair with one stick.

"Ye Yu...your brother..."

Although He Yeyu was shocked at this time, her face was more excited and happy. At this time, she said happily: "I knew that my brother was definitely not an ordinary person!"

He Ming, in front, looked at the three ordinary people slightly, although he wanted them to leave and call the police.

But after all, he was unable to do anything and was now dark. I wonder if there were any other people, so he didn't dare to let three ordinary people leave his vision like this.

"Zhiqiang, how many enemies are there?" He Ming asked.

Xu Zhiqiang immediately came back to his senses and said, "One seems to be seriously injured. He is an extraordinary person and calls himself a soul hunter."

Hearing this, a flash of light flashed in He Ming's eyes, and he looked down at the hyena that was already fragmented: "So it's you!"

At this moment, a limping hunched body appeared in the darkness in the dark factory.

Immediately, He Ming and his sinister eyes were just right in front of each other.

The soul hunter looked at He Ming's costume as a detective and frowned: "Have an extraordinary detective?"

"No, you are the one who keeps your orders." The soul hunter said immediately.

He Ming shook his long stick and stepped forward: "No matter who I am, you will definitely die today."

"Where is Chen Yunyi?"

After hearing this, the soul hunter laughed softly: "The young people today are really arrogant."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark shadow suddenly rushed out of the darkness.

He Ming's eyes turned cold, and the charlatan in his hand swung it!

Bang!

The black shadow was directly pulled out by the stick.

When I landed on the ground, I found it was a steel bar that looked like a spear.

It's just that this steel bar has a strange human face.

"Sharp perception?" The soul hunter was a little surprised, and then he stared at He Ming's eyes.

"It turns out that I have good eyes."

The soul hunter said, raising his hand slightly.

Immediately, the steel behind the rise began to deform and assemble, forming two three-meter-high steel monsters.

When He Ming saw this, he took a deep breath. He saw violent psionic fluctuations in the bodies of the two steel monsters.

"I am worthy of being a madman who can escape the encirclement of the Zhenmeng Captain himself. Even in such a serious injury, it is still so terrifying."

The soul hunter here moved his heart and two black shadows rushed over again.

He Ming then dodged with great skill, turned over the long stick and knocked it away again.

The soul hunter saw this and said, "It seems that you can clearly see the flow of psychic energy."

"What a good pair of eyes. If you were there in the encirclement tonight, I would probably have really explained it."

As he said that, the soul hunter's expression gradually became gloomy and twisted and said, "But it's a pity that your eyes belong to me after tonight."

He Ming tightened the charlatan in his hand and said to himself: "It's worthy of being an old fry. I can see through my spiritual vision in just two moves."

"But, my trump card is more than that!"

Thinking of this, He Ming held the charlatan with one hand and pointed forward: "Soul Hunter, remember my name when you die."

"My name is He Ming, a police detective from the Tianqin Empire!"

The soul hunter raised his eyebrows: "So what?"

boom!

A flash of light.

The golden charlatan crossed a distance of thirty meters in an instant.

This was too fast and no one could react.

Including the soul hunter.

In the darkness, you can see the claws of an iron monster being penetrated by a charlatan.

The soul hunter hiding behind the claws was directly penetrated under the left rib by the charlatan.

Blood kept flowing out.

The soul hunter looked at the golden stick connecting the two, and his sunken eyes were filled with horror and anger.

"What is this? Pollutant? No! Not a pollutant!"

"Why is there no psionic fluctuation when used?"

"Why are there no warning!?"

"If it weren't for my instinctive reaction to block it, I might have pierced my heart directly!"

"His abilities are all on this stick that can be changed. If you master this stick, he will be finished!"

Thinking of this, the soul hunter held the charlatan desperately with both hands and roared: "Kill him!"

Immediately, the huge mechanical monster beside him rushed directly towards He Ming.

Faced with such a situation, a cold smile appeared on the corner of He Ming's mouth: "Die!"

The sound was like the death-seeking god of death. The soul hunter used all his spiritual energy. The monster around him who protected him instantly turned into a protective cover like a big bell, protecting him in it.

"I see what other means do you have!" The soul hunter was about to pull out the stick that pierced his body.

"Put him out! The charlatan!"

The moment he heard this, the soul hunter's heart was filled with coldness.

"Can this thing not only grow longer...it's OK..."

boom!

Another loud bang.

The diameter of the slender charlatan instantly reached fifteen meters and turned into a giant five-story tall.

The monster rushed over was also cut off most of its body during this rapid growth, turning into parts all over the ground.

"Damn!"

When the three people behind saw this scene, they felt their brains blank and they didn't know how to describe the scene at this moment.

He Ming's heart moved at this moment, and the charlatan returned to a pendant the size of a palm.

Broken parts are everywhere, like powdered iron filings scattered all over the ground.

Blood and minced meat can be seen everywhere.
Chapter completed!