As his consciousness gradually recovered, Fang Yuhao's blood surged, and his hands pressed on the middle-aged man's temple suddenly turned into fists, and with a "bang", he slammed the other person's head fiercely!

With the other hand, he grabbed the needle and twisted it back.

The middle-aged man seemed to have not expected that Fang Yuhao would be able to break free from this hypnosis suddenly, and he was shocked. His temple was suddenly blown, which was a key point of the human body. His eyes suddenly turned black and his eyes were filled with stars.

His body was like a spring that had been compressed for a long time, and instinctively bounced off the stool.

But after all, facing Fang Yuhao sideways, he has a disadvantage in action. The needle that twisted towards him instantly pierced his arm!

Taking advantage of the situation to beat the dog, Fang Yuhao rushed up fiercely and rushed forward. The two of them fought together indiscriminately.

Fang Yuhao was 1.8 meters tall, more than 140 pounds, and he was not small, but he found that he could not beat the 1.7-meter-old man on the opposite side.

The other party's speed was very fast, coming and going like the wind, and his hands were as hard as iron and stone. He was obviously a martial artist.

Although he was the first to attack the other party, a civilized person like Fang Yuhao did not know the essence of fighting. He was soon fucked twice, and was immediately beaten to the point of bruising and dizzy.

There was no way, he could only rely on his height advantage and forced his arms to hug the other party.

"Slam" and the whole table turned to the ground, and the teacup broke all over the floor.

Fang Yuhao suddenly felt that the table seemed to push the other party's back, which made him lose some strength.

"Chasp you to death, strangle you to death!"

Taking this opportunity, relying on his super high proficiency in pinching people, Fang Yuhao suddenly grabbed the other person's neck.

The two of them rolled in chaos on the ground with brute force. Fang Yuhao's hands were pinching tightly, gritting their teeth, and the blood vessels in their temples jumped, squeezing every thread of strength in their body. But the other party's resistance was not comparable to that of the girl in hallucination. Fang Yuhao's own neck was also stuck tightly, and the gas that could not be exchanged in the lungs quickly became a little turbid.

The syringe had already fallen to the ground, and I don’t know how much liquid it had injected...

The two began to wrestle with each other with red faces and thick necks.

This is almost a critical moment of life and death. Let’s see whoever kills whom first!

Fang Yuhao felt his eyes full of blood, and he almost glared out. In the absence of oxygen, his head gradually stopped rotating, and darkness emerged in front of him. There were no so many random thoughts, all relying on instinct to support him.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe it was because of the effect of the injection of drugs, maybe it was because of Fang Yuhao’s youthful strength, or even because of his super high proficiency in pinching people... The middle-aged man seemed to have gradually lost his strength and his hands drooped softly.

"Damn...I won..."

"Pinching people is indeed an awesome skill."

Fang Yuhao blushed and purple, squatted on the ground, gasping for breath.

He was very scared and there was no sense of victory except for his gratitude.

Fortunately, my willpower is beyond ordinary people. Whether it is resisting the temptation of the red fog or the struggle to choke the neck, my personal will play an extremely important role.

Of course, that kind of sense of danger in the dark also plays a little useful...

"If you really walk into the red fog, what will happen then?" He shivered: "A stealth monster? Tentacle monster?"

"It's too dangerous, too dangerous... what's the matter!"

He felt his legs were still weak and he was puzzled.

This man should be a living person, right?

What's going on with him?

Why is it targeting himself? Why does he have such ability?

A series of questions circling in my mind, and there is no way to get answers.

"Murder?" After a while, he thought of this question again and walked over hesitantly.

After tentatively checking, I found that the other party was still breathing, so I should have just fainted.

“…not dead.”

After all, I was born in a peaceful society and had never killed anyone, and I was afraid of getting into trouble for nothing.

His current status is impossible to fight against the violent state institutions. If he kills people, he will have to be closed for several years or decades, and the daylily will be cold by then.

"Damn it, I'm crazy!" He kicked hard.

Feeling uncomfortable, I kicked again.

Now, what should I do?

Call the police?

This guy is definitely not an ordinary person, maybe he has a criminal record!

"Tie it up first, so you can save your life." Fang Yuhao trembled his heart, pulled out his belt and tied the middle-aged man's hands firmly, so he felt a little relieved.

He carefully uncovered the man's mask and suddenly shook his whole body, touching the other person's hands, and shook them.

I saw that his cheeks were covered with strange purple spots, which looked dense, as if they were a group of strange granulations!

Fang Yuhao was shocked: "Damn... is this a human or a monster?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there were many suspicious points in this matter.

This guy seemed to know that he had the ability to "spiritual communication", so he deliberately induced himself to enter that layer of red mist?

As soon as you touch it, you will be pulled by some monster.

What "mother's story" is true or false, maybe it's all made up and induce yourself to believe it?!

"Can he get...what can he get?"

"Or, he wants to cooperate with the monster inside and seduce my...soul directly?"

When he thought of this possibility, Fang Yuhao took a breath and felt his hands and feet cold. The monster hidden in the fog was not comparable to the "bottom of the food chain".

"It's really annoying. I just came out to see a doctor..."

"I can't handle it, I can't handle it this time..."

After thinking about it, he decided to call Major Zhao Xianming from the Special Forces.

Call the police directly, maybe you can't do anything about this guy. If you keep it for a few days or after being shut down for a few years, you will be in trouble.

It was particularly troublesome to contact the people in the army. After many times, Fang Yuhao heard the strong male voice: "I am Zhao Xianming."

"Zhao...Battleman Commander, I seem to be targeted by some demon!" Fang Yuhao explained the whole story clearly.

"You mean, someone wants to hypnotize you, but ends up being killed? You should contact the police for this kind of thing? We have no obligation to protect your personal safety."

"No, no... There is a mature idealistic world in his mind! It's true, I can feel it! It should be useful for your research!" Fang Yuhao said hurriedly.

The opposite of the phone was silent for a while, "Wait for a while, I'll come over immediately!"
Chapter completed!