Who?
Can the name of that great being be spoken casually? And it’s unclear whether it can be expressed in human language.
The cloaked man's eyes widened under his hood, looking at the black-haired young man with some annoyance.
The cloaked man said in a shocked voice: "How can my Lord's name be known to just anyone!"
Bai Su nodded clearly: "Can't you just say it? Will He notice it if you say it?"
The black-haired young man made random guesses, but unexpectedly the cloaked man reacted violently.
"You, you actually know." The cloaked man was startled, his expression under the hood became a little wary, and he completed a series of thoughts in his mind.
Not being controlled by the spell, not being confused by the spell, you can just kick in the door and ask them the name of the person behind them straight to the point.
The cloaked man's eyes became fierce, and his tone became unkind: "You are a heretic."
This is the first reaction of human beings. Normally, the person who appears in front of them and speaks like that can only be someone who has nothing to do with them.
Non-believers can also be called infidels.
Bai Su was accused of being a heretic. His eyes rolled around a few times on the back of his neck. He stretched out his hand and pressed down, barely suppressing what was exposed outside his clothes.
"Pagan?" the black-haired young man repeated, "No."
Bai Su tilted his head and said, "I am not a believer." To be precise, he is the faith itself.
It's just that I haven't been in this world for too long, and what kind of believer base... Well, it seems that I can't say that. At least there are some people in the Dog Sect who can live broadcast faster than him.
So, is it really the proto-human face that is holding us back? It would be easier to use if the beauty transcended the category of human beings...
The black-haired young man pinched his cheek and turned it left and right twice, as if he was judging the quality of his appearance.
If he was still in his previous world, he could... Hey, what could he do?
After banging his head twice in confusion, Bai Su found that he couldn't remember again.
It doesn't matter if he can't remember, he is not a believer anyway.
However, Bai Su's denial sounds like sophistry to humans, and non-believers are also heretics in the eyes of the cloaked people, unless the black-haired young man is a higher-level existence.
But that's impossible, right? How could you bump into that kind of existence just walking around?
The judgment has not changed, it still remains on the position of the heretic who came to cause trouble.
Although pagan, it was now two against one.
The cloaked man's gaze hidden under his hood gave his companions a look, and the handsome young man did not act immediately.
Bai Su only saw the cloaked man and the handsome young man standing there, and the latter had been in a daze since the beginning. The smile on his face never dropped, but it was a bit fake.
The man in the cloak failed to give his hint and realized something. When he turned his head the second time, he pulled up the brim of his hat slightly.
From the perspective of others, it was not clear what his eyes expressed, but the handsome young man caught it.
The handsome young man who had been motionless before moved. He pressed his hand on his empty waist and drew a sword, as if he had pulled something out from there.
"Huh?" Bai Su followed the other person's movements and vaguely caught a glimpse of the fluctuations in the scenery, "Hmm... Wind King's Barrier?"
Cloaked Man: "?"
Bai Su: "Ah, it's nothing. You continue."
It was very embarrassing to be interrupted while drawing a weapon. The man in the cloak had questions all over his head, but the handsome young man was not affected. He showed no emotion at all until he pointed the weapon at Bai Su.
His face seemed to be covered with a mask, and his smile never faded.
His expression was even more fake than the original Bai Su's.
The cloaked man also moved. He did not lift his hood and kept his face covered. He pulled out the gun from behind his waist.
Being able to get guns in a country with such strict gun control shows that this person has some power behind him.
Bai Su didn't know much about the types of firearms. Although the special department on the human side provided training, after seeing his accuracy in shooting, he wiped his face and took the course. He didn't expect Bai Su to know more than one type. .
The more Baisu masters how to use a firearm, the more threatening he will be to his companions.
Even if he can't reach the gun at ordinary times, if he is forced to do so one day, the bullets will most likely hit his companions.
Bai Su paid a few more glances to the gun in the cloaked man's hand.
The caliber is... I can't tell, and the model... I can't tell either. It doesn't seem to be the kind used by special human departments.
As for the bullet, it shouldn't be a big threat if it wasn't specially made, but he might still have to dodge it, after all, he didn't really want to go to the hospital.
Before the man in cloak who drew his gun gracefully opened the safety, he was stabbed in the waist by the handsome young man with the invisible hilt of the sword.
The man tilted his head slightly and read the right meaning from his companion's slightly fluctuating eyes: Can you use a gun?
The answer is actually not very likely, but the enemy won't know it before shooting.
Bai Su spoke with great interest and asked with simple knowledge: "Gun? Guns are not so easy to obtain in China. Do you have your own channels?"
Bai Su recalled the teaching in the special department and added: "Brought in from outside, produced by oneself or -"
The unfinished words point to the fact that this sect has people within the upper echelons of mankind. This possibility is possible, but not high.
After hearing Bai Su's words, the cloaked man blurted out: "You are a cop, right?"
"Tip?" Bai Su responded, "Oh, you mean the police, right?"
Bai Su didn't deny it, which in the eyes of the cloaked man was an affirmation.
The cloaked man never expected that their subordinate company would arrest a police officer into the company, maybe a plainclothes guy. Anyway, the job he will take next year will definitely have nothing to do with the government.
I didn't know what to say for a moment, so I could only praise the person underneath for being very capable.
Normally, it would be fine to call the police, and being shut down would be a pyramid scheme at most, but now that they are here, it would be troublesome if they were caught.
Just a note, let's deal with it here.
Fortunately, the people below collected their mobile phones quickly, so the other party probably didn't have time to report the news... right?
The cloaked man raised the brim of his hat and gave the handsome young man a look, which was received by the latter.
The next second, the handsome young man moved.
The presence of the handsome young man was easily lost in people's vision, and all they could hear was the sound of rustling through the air and the light of a sword falling vertically.
The concealing spell that shrouded the sword finally dissipated, and it was a sword that glowed with silver and was stained with blood.
However, the owner of the weapon failed to hit the target he intended to hit.
The sword was stuck in the seat that was picked up by the black-haired young man at some point like tofu, and slid down the chair body. When it was about to come out, it was pushed away by the person holding the chair, and then kicked forward.
The seat nearly split in half. It hit the wall next to it with a clang and made several deep pits. When it fell to the ground, the remaining wood was so brittle that it broke into two pieces.
As for Bai Su's kick, the handsome young man responded quickly. He forcibly twisted his body in the air and jumped back using the force of his foot.
If he were an ordinary person, there would be no problem for the handsome young man to handle it this way, but he misjudged Bai Su's strength.
--too heavy.
The handsome young man's gray eyes tightened. He pushed one leg on the black-haired young man's shoe. The two forces offset each other, but Bai Suna still had a lot of momentum left.
It was too late to change his position. The handsome young man followed the force and retreated, his back hitting the wall directly.
Even if you have to adjust the force angle to a less painful angle, the impact is real.
The scenes in front of him happened in an instant. For the cloaked man, his companion disappeared and his companion appeared. When the two of them fought, his companion was kicked against the wall.
Judging from the collision sound, it's quite dull.
The black-haired young man was a difficult opponent, and the cloaked man made a split second decision.
The cloaked man knew very well what kind of strength his companions had. He complained about the brute strength of the gorilla... He had never met many people who could dodge the handsome young man's sword before.
To be precise, you can dodge but rarely counterattack.
After being kicked away, Bai Su returned to his standing posture. He moved his wrist twice and whistled in his mouth.
"It's a pretty good attack." Bai Su praised him half-heartedly.
Not bad for humans. Compared to the few people with special abilities in the special department, the handsome young man in front of him seems to be pure physical strength?
It's a pity that people in the special department usually don't fight among themselves, and Bai Su has no desire to fight with others.
It's better to eat more meals than to fight.
Of course, if the target of the fight is a delicious supernatural being, he is still willing to reward him.
The black-haired young man pinched the bones in his wrist and turned his head to the left and right, as if looking for a weapon.
It's not like you can't take it with bare hands.
Different from Bai Su's leisurely state, the attitude of the handsome young man who hit the wall changed slightly. His smile remained the same, but his eyes became more serious.
He heard the sound of pebbles falling from the broken wall, and the handsome young man stood on the ground again.
There is weirdness.
The handsome young man's gray eyes were looking at Bai Su intently at this moment, looking at his face, body shape, and muscle lines.
Completely different from his deliberately trained body shape, Bai Su can be called thin. Just looking at the lines on his arms, you can't tell that the black-haired young man has such strength.
ability? Unknown peculiarity?
The possibility of being a pagan, as his companions had said, came back to him.
It would make more sense if the pagans were given some kind of power.
Several guesses ran through his mind, and the handsome young man looked towards his companion.
The cloaked man paused with his gun hand, lowered the brim of his hat and lowered his head slightly.
Not to mention whether this posture of lowering the head and not looking ahead at all can achieve the purpose of aiming, the other two people in the room fought together again.
Each time the sword light comes into contact with a different object.
Without him, the furniture in the room is not very sturdy.
If furniture could happen, they would definitely protest. Is it because the sword that split them was too sharp and they were treated like tofu?
"boom!"
The cloaked man had no time to dodge, and what was cut must have been a corner of the locker. It flew out during the fight between the two, grazing the edge of his hood and hitting the wall behind him.
The sharp corners of the prismatic shape were directly embedded into the wall, and even the hood of the cloaked man was cut with a crack.
It didn't hurt his face, and fortunately, the cloaked man's hand kept holding on to the hood and never let go, and the hood was not scratched off.
But... I can't see clearly, I can't see clearly at all.
The black-haired young man almost blended into the darkness of the environment. On the contrary, his companion's light blond hair could be caught in the dim light of the candlelight.
The silver light and light golden scratches, the former is the color of the weapon, and the latter is the head of the handsome young man.
Once again, he used the decorative painting at hand as a barrier. After the frame was broken into two pieces, Bai Su stretched out his right hand and accurately grasped the tip of the sword that was slashing at him with his thumb and index finger.
The owner of the sword applied a little more force, but it didn't move at all.
The handsome young man with gray eyes realized something was wrong and wanted to draw his sword and leave, but this was the same as increasing his strength, making him unable to advance or retreat.
"What a beautiful sword...it's a pity for the person who uses it."
After saying this incomprehensively, Bai Su's black eyes slid over the silver-white sword.
He held the tip of the sword and pulled the weapon and the person towards him, while making a fist with his left hand and swinging it forward.
There's no skill, just raw power.
The handsome young man retreated.
When he judged that he couldn't get the sword back and was about to be punched, he let go of his hand and quickly stepped back with his toes on the ground. The air pressure caused by the wind of the punch had no effect on him.
At most, at most, it's just a little bit of phantom pain.
There is a feeling that all the internal organs are being crushed. If you were really beaten, that would probably be the experience.
Bai Su took the sword, but he didn't know how to use it.
He just imitated the humans in front of him and held the hilt of the sword.
Then, Bai Su turned his head and looked to the left.
There was a cloaked man standing there, holding the gun from beginning to end without feeling tired.
However, the human has never turned on the fuse, does he know?
Maybe he knew what he was thinking.
The cloaked man's low chanting could hide him from other people, but he couldn't hide from the monster with unusual hearing.
No matter what the human being is saying, just interrupt or make him unable to speak, right?
Bai Su turned his spear and rushed out with his sword in hand.
"Wait... move back!" the handsome young man shouted loudly, and he moved almost at the same time as Bai Su.
Raise your hand, aim, and swing your sword.
The one who came up from behind was actually a little slower, but the handsome young man successfully stopped in front of the cloaked man.
Then the target of the sword's attack was changed, and the man in the cloak's mouth finally finished the words that were burning in his mouth, and he grabbed the handsome young man's arm.
Before the sword connected with the person, it struck the transparent barrier.
Bai Su raised his eyebrows slightly: "Shield?"
The cloaked man and the handsome young man were silent. Their happiness did not last long before they saw cracks in the transparent barrier.
In the face of absolute power, all protection is useless.
The handsome young man's crow-grey pupils couldn't be bigger. After seeing that the barrier could not block him for long, he made a choice. He pressed the cloaked man's head with one hand and lifted up the few intact furniture in the room with the other hand—— The table with the candlestick.
The hunting grounds of hunter and prey are reversed.
The sword in Bai Su's hand cut open the tabletop and cut off the candles in the candlestick.
The fire swayed in the air for a few times before being completely extinguished in the air, and the environment fell into darkness.
Then there was an inaudible click, and a gunshot.
Humanity fired in the dark.
(End of chapter)
