Chapter 97

Another masked man

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Black Ring said that this bronze pot is a Horcrux.

It is a treasure that stores evil spirits, and it is also an evil spirit that refines evil spirits.

And the strange shadow in front of him, no matter how weird he is, he will never escape the evil range. Therefore, the bronze pot newly obtained by Jiang Heng played a perfect role.

The strange shadow, which could not be broken at all, was absorbed from the wound by the bronze pot.

In just a few seconds, the strange shadow was completely absorbed into the bronze pot. After pulling off his mask by code-name Twenty-one, Jianghe walked to the edge of the bronze pot and picked up the bronze pot, there was a clear feeling of liquid shaking in the bronze pot. Jianghe then thought that when he was in Bihai Villa, Shiraishiya was almost refined by Mr. He and others with this bronze pot. I think this thing is indeed a powerful weapon, so Jianghe still did not forget to bring this thing back in the war.

Now it seems that his decision was right.

The strange shadow was cleaned up all thanks to its help. Jiang He once again put his mask on it, turned into the code name Twenty-one and then drove out of the dungeon.

When I passed the child with rotten body, the code name Twenty-one hesitated for a moment, stopped and waved to the child: "Follow me, I'll take you to a safe place!"

Perhaps there is no safe place in this world at all, but the place he takes it to is much safer.

Outside the dungeon, He Qingya, who had broken through all the obstacles in the tunnel, and she fled from the kitchen to the yard of the private restaurant with her fifty-three children.

The front door is locked and the back door is locked.

The police officers guarding the scene were gone at this moment.

He Qingya had no choice but to open the door as soon as possible and take the children away.

When she tried to push open the door, something seemed to trip over her feet.

He looked down and saw that under the flashlight, a police officer who had died was lying at the threshold of the gate.

She resisted the scream and looked around subconsciously.

The intuition told her that the danger was nearby. Could it be that the policeman was killed by the code name Twenty-one?

It shouldn't be!

Isn’t the code name Twenty-one just killing a guilty person?

Is this policeman guilty?

Just as He Qingya got up and tried to open the door again, the door was directly knocked open by someone rushing outside.

A figure wearing a dead mask fell in front of him.

The strangeness of the mask was even more than the devil's mask in some aspects. It was a beautiful look that the dead man had just painted, with a thick white base, and two circles of blush on both sides.

It was indescribable, and it was like a dead person standing there suddenly a corpse.

This time, the mask obviously touched He Qingya, and she screamed in vain. The dead mask passed by her and instantly landed behind the children. She flew and kicked into the darkness, with a violent impact.

It seemed like something was kicked away.

The dead mask shouted at He Qingya: "Take these children away quickly!"

A total of fifty-four people rushed out of the gate quickly.

No one wants to figure out who this dead mask is at this time?

The door will automatically close after leaving.

The mask of the dead was in the darkness, staring at the figure that was stronger than the darkness.

"If I guess correctly, you should be the murderer next door?"

The dead man asked, and if someone familiar with him were present, he could tell that it was Lu Ankang's voice on the spot.

Lu Ankang is indeed a forensic doctor, but he is also a master in physical arts, and he also has research on Taoist techniques that Dongmen is good at. Thanks to his excellent parents.

It is also the inheritance of the abilities of parents and their style of doing things.

Lu Ankang took the initiative to stand up when facing such a situation.

Although his attack was not as strong as his strength, it was not something that ordinary people could get.

After being hit, the black shadow stood there safely. He patted the footprints on his chest calmly. In the darkness, both sides should not be able to see each other clearly. But when they took action, they did not pay attention to each other's actions. There was a kind of battle, relying on the feeling, a feeling of being a warrior.

Lu Ankang's physical skills are more than ordinary fighting techniques, which incorporate many sect kung fu. When he took action, he used the fierceness of the Southern School Hongquan. Next, when he fought closely, there was another quick-fighting method of Wing Chunquan.

As soon as you move your feet, it is Shaolin's skill in playing legs.

The black shadow was simple in action and had great strength. However, Lu Ankang, who was fighting against the dead man, judged: "Are you from the police academy?"

This trick was the basic fighting technique of the police academy. Lu Ankang, who had been in contact with the police academy staff, knew this very well.

The black shadow also panicked. When he felt that things were about to be unable to be covered, he suddenly pulled out a machete behind him and chopped it at Lu Ankang's shoulder without hesitation.

A faster speed rushed out in the darkness, and the foot flew over, and the shadow was almost kicked out in a way that flew backwards.

After hitting the door, he lost consciousness instantly.

No ordinary person can hold on with the attack of dozens of people in Jianghe.

The same is true for the black shadow, just when the rivers were approaching and trying to capture him directly.

The door that was originally closed suddenly trembled.

Two black cloths slid down from the door.

The black cloth on the door turned out to be black?

The shock of the river increased its strength.

The left and right feet separated two forces and kicked towards the two black cloths. The black cloth was covered and then covered.

Jiang He felt that he was obviously kicking empty... All the strength was instantly removed.

By the time the river landed, the black cloth had already covered the black shadow.

Lu Ankang rushed up and pulled off the black cloth.

The dark shadow below is gone.

"What a weird technique!"

Lu Ankang said in surprise: "What guy is it?"

Jiang He didn't know this even more.

The sound of the police car outside the gate came.

Under the night, Jiang He and Lu Ankang quickly left the private restaurant with their own masks.

That night, fifty-three children were rescued from the sea of ​​bitterness.

Such major events have indeed been handled properly by the police of the West District Branch.

But they also understand that such a thing will be extremely detrimental to their face in the West District.

Their meaning of covering up was that they ignored the speed of the tabloid reporter.

I have experienced a night of ups and downs, but after I went back, I was able to write the press release without delaying the release tomorrow.

This reporter named He Qingya is also amazing...
Chapter completed!