Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

As he said, he stood up and gave me this position. I was not polite. I turned around and pulled out the short sword. The tip of the sword was facing the traces of the solder joints without much effort. The blade was slowly inserted. Went in. The sword body went in, I held the sword in my backhand, and cut the round steel shell along the welding spot.

Under the steel shell is a hidden inner hole. Inside the hole is a small blood-red porcelain bowl. The bottom of the porcelain bowl seems to have been pierced by a sharp tool. A small hole, a hint of gray-green gas It was emerging from a small hole. It is strange to say that this small stream of gas has not scattered for a long time, covering the outside of the porcelain bowl. Through this gas, I saw a dark red at the bottom of the porcelain bowl, which looked as if the blood was not dry.

When I started, Fatty Sun also withdrew very far, and when he saw that there was no danger in 80%, he leaned in again. After looking at the small porcelain bowl, he turned his face and said to me: "Lazi, what is this? It is this bowl that detains thirty souls?" I shook my head and said, "I don't know, I will ask Lao Xiao , He can probably say something.” As I said, I took out the phone and called Monk Xiao.

Monk Xiao listened to my narration on the other end of the phone, and he paused for a while and said, "Is there that porcelain bowl on all the cars?" When I said that I hadn't had time to take a closer look, there was no moment on the phone After a while, he said, "Xiao Lazi, you and Sun..." Before he could finish his words, he heard the sound of broken porcelain coming from beside me. I turned my face to see that Fatty Sun had fallen down, his face was gray, and his body was shaking like a swing. The porcelain bowl that was originally in the hidden hole was broken into a dozen pieces and scattered around Fatty Sun. .

"Lazi, what's this sound? Isn't the porcelain bowl that you said was broken?"

I shouted into the phone: "The porcelain bowl was broken! The Great Sage also had an accident! He didn't know how he fainted!" Monk Xiao shouted in the same tone on the other end of the phone: "Don't get ahead! Xiao Lazi, come back!" Monk Xiao said too late. I ran over when I saw Fatty Sun fell to the ground. The current Fatty Sun fell on the roof of the car with a very strange expression on his face. The muscles were pulling irregularly, as if being torn in different directions by several hands.

With the reminder from Monk Xiao, even though I was by the side of Fatty Sun, I did not dare to help him up hastily. But there was no need for me to help him. After a few seconds, Fatty Sun suddenly opened his eyes and stood up straight. His eyes became pale, like two white ping-pong **** embedded in his eye sockets.

I immediately realized that Fatty Sun was flushed! It seems that 80% of it has something to do with the broken porcelain bowl. Now I can't allow me to think about it. Fatty Sun has slowly turned to my side. The muscles in his face twitched, and his two eyes were staring at me like the late cataract.

"Xiao Lazi, come back first! Don't go near Dasheng Sun!" Monk Xiao was still yelling on the phone. I took a breath, didn't talk to Monk Xiao again, threw the phone on the roof of the car, and reached out to touch the swing stick behind my waist.

My days in the polling bureau are not too short. I have seen and dealt with a few incidents of body impact, but I have never thought that Fatty Sun would also speak. When my hand just touched the swinging stick, before I had time to pull it out, Fatty Sun moved, and he suddenly reached out and pinched my neck. We were too close to me, and I couldn’t tolerate my pulling out the stick. When his fingers were about to touch my neck, I was cruel, bit the tip of my tongue, and sprayed blood on the tip of my tongue at the fat son’s head. past.

According to previous experience, as long as this mouthful of blood is sprayed on Fatty Sun, the ghost in his body can be driven away. But today's effect seems to be much worse. Fatty Sun was sprayed with a firm face all over his head, but he just paused, and the expression on his face became more hideous. I was still waiting for the effect of the blood on his face, but I didn't expect that Fatty Sun had already rushed over again.

I couldn't dodge, and was choked by Fatty Sun. My second mouthful of blood spurted out. This time Fatty Sun didn't even stop, and both hands had already grabbed my neck graciously. His hands are already working hard, and he can pinch my neck off if he puts on it. At this moment, I had already pulled out the swing stick and smashed the head facing Fatty Sun. Fatty Sun didn't mean to hide in the slightest, and let the stick fall on his face.

With a "pop", he slammed the stick on Fatty Sun's face obliquely, which was much more effective than the two mouthfuls of blood just now. Fatty Sun was staggered, and the force in his hand was loosened a bit. I took this opportunity to get rid of Fatty Sun's hands. While he was not standing still, he faced Fatty Sun's calf with another stick. If it weren't for the sequelae that would be left to him, I would just hit the head directly.

At this time, Fatty Sun fell to the ground. When I was considering whether to give him a few more strokes, Fatty Sun stood up straight after rolling a circle on the roof of the car. I cursed inwardly. When I was about to go up again and give him a few sticks, there was an old voice behind me suddenly saying: "It's useless, he is not possessed by a soul. You hit him a few times. , The strength is divided by four or five souls, and it has no effect on him."

I was taken aback. I didn't expect that someone would suddenly come behind me. I took a step back and pulled the distance from Fatty Sun. At the same time, I glanced sideways behind me. I saw an old-fashioned figure standing behind me. This pleated-faced old man I saw only a few hours ago—it was Min Tianyuan. He didn’t know when he walked out of the first carriage. On the top of the car. At this time, President Min was leaning on a cane and looking at me with a smile.

I don't have time to think about how he came up, but looking at Min Tianyuan's expression, it seems that this matter has nothing to do with him. At this moment, Fatty Sun pounced at me again. Fortunately, I was prepared at this time, holding a swing stick and drew it at Fatty Sun's head. After getting a swipe of the stick, Fatty Sun just took a half step back and leaped at me again.

Now Fatty Sun has no concept of pain at all. Every time after being beaten by me, he retreats a little, and he rushes towards me again, while Min Tianyuan behind him still looks at him with a grin. I also can’t remember how many times this was the first time I hit Fatty Sun with a swinging stick. This time the force was relatively stronger. When the swinging stick hit Fatty Sun’s body, the front end of the interface suddenly broke and the stick broke. It's in two pieces.

Fatty Sun seemed to see that he was cheap. He took a half step back and suddenly jumped up, thrusting both palms into my chest. After the baton broke, my first reaction was to touch the gun and pull out the pistol, but I couldn't put my hand at Fatty Sun anyway. Seeing him pounce at me, I can only run back immediately. At this moment, the smile on Min Tianyuan's face behind me disappeared, his eyebrows were raised, and a figure came out of his body and went straight to the fat grandson behind me.