Seeing Dai Lianfu about to rush into the residential building, Zhan Jingyi's eyes flashed with golden light, and the mental power in the air around him was like a booster, causing his figure to rush forward suddenly, and in an instant, the two of them were The distance suddenly shortened to nearly ten meters.
After closing the distance even closer, Zhan Jingyi aimed his pistol at the figure who was climbing up the residential building at an alarming speed, making it almost difficult to distinguish the careful figure.
Zhan Jingyi looked at the somewhat blurry figure in the distance, his eyes obscured by the dark night, revealing the slightest hint of golden light.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
With the sound of three gunshots, three bullets were fired with extreme accuracy towards Dai Lianfu, who was less than thirty meters ahead.
A bullet hit the place where Dai Lianfu's figure was leaning.
A bullet hit the lower part of Dai Lianfu's figure.
But the third bullet was extremely accurate, taking into account the speed of Lian Lian Fu's running up, and shot straight towards his head.
In Zhan Jingyi's field of vision, he even felt that the third bullet had slowed down and flew towards Dai Lianfu at a slow but seemingly extremely fast and precise speed.
Because of this slowness, it seemed that there was a kind of magic power. Dai Lianfu, who was climbing up the upstairs of his residence, suddenly stopped and turned around subconsciously. His eyes seemed to show surprise and surprise. Surprise expression.
Then there was a "pop" sound, and the third bullet was shot in Dai Lianfu's neck.
Suddenly, blood spurted out, his neck was torn, Dai Lianfu's whole head flew out, and his body hung alone on the residential building.
Zhan Jingyi felt a little surprised when he saw this scene from a distance.
He uses an M9 pistol with an effective range of 50 meters. The gun has high shooting accuracy, so he always prefers to use it, but to be honest, the bullets of the pistol are less powerful.
With such a shot at such a distance, he thought about hitting this man, but he never thought about killing him, especially breaking his neck.
Maybe it's because Dai Lianfu's body is more fragile than ordinary people?
While thinking about it in his mind, Zhan Jingyi saw that Dai Lianfu was already dead and his pace had slowed down a lot, but he had only just taken two steps.
Suddenly, the headless body, which was hanging on the external air-conditioning case of the residential building with only one arm, suddenly shuddered, then intertwined its hands and feet, and rushed up quickly.
In an instant, the headless body turned into a house with an open window.
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Seeing this scene, Zhan Jingyi was horrified and hurriedly rushed up and climbed up the residential building.
When he quickly climbed in through the window of the house, he found that there was only a pool of blood on the ground, and the headless body had long since disappeared.
Zhan Jingyi looked at the blood on the ground, dipped a little in his hand and held it in front of his eyes for a closer look. He found that the blood was very viscous and did not look like fresh blood. Instead, it looked like pus and blood that had flowed out after many days of death.
In front of him was a small bedroom that didn't look like someone was living in it. There were blood stains on the dusty floor that extended into the dark night outside the bedroom door.
Holding the pistol tightly, Zhan Jingyi followed the blood stain to the living room and found that the blood stain finally appeared on an open window sill on the other side.
Zhan Jingyi frowned slightly and sighed. It seemed that the headless corpse escaped along this window. It had no head, but it could still run so fast.
Looking around, this is a long-abandoned room. It should have been unoccupied for a long time. Because it has not been maintained and cleaned for a long time, the room is full of spider webs. The air is filled with a dull and old smell. This smell seems to It has blended into every corner of the room.
The moonlight shines mottledly on the wall through the dusty windows. The faded wallpaper looks shabby and shabby. The patterns on it are difficult to recognize, which also outlines the dilapidated scene of the room.
The floor was covered with a thick layer of dust. In the center of the room, a large empty shelf stood alone. Its original purpose had been forgotten. Some scattered books and documents were lying casually on the floor, covered with a layer of dust. Under the thick layer of dust, the information they once carried has been ruthlessly forgotten by the years.
A lonely table and a chair were placed quietly in the center of the room. The table was covered with dust, and there was no trace of anyone sitting on the chair.
Seeing all this, Zhan Jingyi was a little glad that there was no resident in this room, otherwise he would have been in trouble.
It seems that we can't catch this headless corpse this time, and we have been chasing him for so long in vain.
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"Ding Lingling..."
Just as Zhan Jingyi was looking at the blood stains on the floor in the living room, a sudden phone rang.
In this empty room, the ringing of the phone seemed surprisingly abrupt.
Zhan Jingyi subconsciously looked at the place where the phone ringing came from.
There, in a corner of the room, there was a telephone that had been smashed to pieces, and the keyboard buttons had been splashed everywhere.
It can even be clearly seen that the line of the telephone has been cut, and the receiver hangs limply to the side.
The phone was obviously out of service, but now it suddenly rang. The ringtone was crisp and urgent, seeming to urge Zhan Jingyi to answer it.
Zhan Jingyi also seemed a little surprised, and the expression on his face changed slightly. It seemed that some people were not done yet!
In this case, Zhan Jingyi walked over and picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
Zhan Jingyi's voice was gentler than usual. People who responded like this usually had good tempers.
"Chi la..."
There was a heavy noise on the phone, as if something was constantly rubbing.
Immediately, a voice that sounded a little hoarse, but not like a human being, rang on the other end of the phone. With a stiff and indifferent tone, he said mechanically: "Tonight, You already have the upper hand, why bother killing them all? Before things get serious, I hope you can stop here and leave immediately."
"Um?"
Zhan Jingyi's expression became a little surprised, and there was a hint of sneer on his face, and he said with a smile: "You want me to leave?"
The other party didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in his tone, and continued: "I hope you can leave."
"I don't want to be your enemy..."
Zhan Jingyi couldn't help but smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Did you make a mistake? You are in my territory now. Shouldn't you leave?"
The mechanical voice on the other end of the phone paused and then said: "If you agree, I can indeed leave."
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Zhan Jingyi was a little surprised by these words. Was this voice coming from Dai Lianfu or the headless corpse? Or was it a call from someone behind him? I almost couldn't keep up with my emotions.
Zhan Jingyi was silent for a while, and the other party seemed to be waiting for his reply. Only the "chirping" sound continued to come from the phone.
At this moment, Zhan Jingyi's heart was a little trembling about this unknown situation. This was not because of fear, but because of an indescribable emotion.
It was the kind of trembling caused by being too eager. This kind of trembling caused blood to flow into his brain at a speed several times faster than usual, making him feel deep in his heart. Here and there, impulses arise again and again.
He didn't know why he said this, but the strong feeling of boredom surging in his heart made him say it naturally.
"You have to leave now. It's already too late. Hand over the stone statue, and then follow me to the guard hall to surrender and seek leniency."
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.
Is it too late?
In other words, at this point, it is too late to give in or leave?
The voice on the other end of the phone finally rang slowly again: "Don't overestimate yourself..."
"I know you are very powerful and have many tricks..."
"I know that the magician fell into your hands. Even Qin Hao is afraid of you. All of this makes it easy for you to have an illusion."
"You will think that you are invincible, but in fact you are wrong. The power you possess is just an illusion to me..."
"I could have left tonight before you arrived, but I stayed here just to see what kind of person you are, as the magician and Qin Hao said."
"You didn't disappoint me, but you need to remember..."
"Even if you have defeated the magician, in front of me, you are just an ant with abnormal energy."
"As for ants, I can always kill you with one finger..."
The voice coming from the other end of the microphone always raised a very high pitch, sounding like an ups and downs of the tide.
Even these words, if distinguished carefully, do not sound like a voice.
It was more like the roar of spiritual power, directly causing changes in people's minds, as if they heard a voice.
Zhan Jingyi listened quietly to the words coming from the phone without replying, but his pupils shrank to the size of a needle's eye for a moment.
However, it was only a moment before he returned to normal and sneered "haha" several times in his throat.
On the other end of the phone, the voice seemed to have become calmer: "Since you won't retreat, let me show you my real methods and let you know what a real mutant is."
When the voice finished speaking these words, the microphone became extremely quiet at some point.
