Zhao Song's goal is very pure.

He just wanted to hug Jinmu Yuanjun's thighs tightly.

To make progress, there is no shame.

He and Mrs. Gao walked into the factory.

On the surface, the hammer head factory looks like a chemical factory.

But as they walked in and came to the second floor, Mrs. Gao sneered.

There are discomfortable evil spirits lingering everywhere here.

Amid these uncomfortable evil auras, the scenery in the basement is revealed to everyone.

Zhao Song saw a set of biochemical experimental equipment.

He was not surprised by this.

Many things in the American comic world are caused by human body reinforcement experiments.

From the parliament to the military, wealth and honor are like old nobles and prominent as new capital.

They are all looking for ways to make people stronger.

Gamma rays, radiation, serum, universe, magic, are all in one go.

A terrible atmosphere emerged throughout the world.

A fanatical atmosphere.

An extreme atmosphere that does everything and becomes stronger.

The only thing Zhao Song didn't expect was that the threshold for intensive experiments was so low.

Gangsters have begun to do human body reinforcement experiments.

Even guys like Hammerhead are doing experiments, and it may be successful.

After all, Mr. Negative was created by him.

This is really a world of wonders.

Judging from the attitude shown by Mrs. Gao, she also knows what this is doing.

Will the Hand-to-Work Association be in Area 11, and there are also laboratories.

Is this the same thing for five fingers?

Looking at this scene, Mrs. Gao said in a voice transmitted through a secret voice: "It's really surprising. I didn't expect that this is still a human laboratory."

Zhao Song did not answer Mrs. Gao's words, he saw the broken door, the disappearing experimenter, the researcher, and the broken computer.

It seems that this place was visited by demons.

Agents cannot create such a large formation unless they use weapons.

This demon is very cunning, so he left no trace.

Zhao Song met many private detectives here, all of whom were working hard to check all the traces around him, trying to find the lost clues from it and speculate that the real murderer was.

Zhao Song didn't need it, he waved to the people from the Margo Gang standing here, and told him a few words.

The people from the Margo Gang were at a loss. He asked Zhao Song to wait and asked the people above him.

Zhao Song is not in a hurry.

He looked at the charlatans following behind him using their own methods.

Some people are like epilepsy, asking God to get on their body and feel lonely.

Some people are like dogs, lying on the ground and constantly shaking their noses.

What's more, he took out banned drugs and stuffed them into his mouth to cause hallucination.

Zhao Song looked at it for a while and found it boring.

The other two believers, one by one, recited the Bible, took out the holy salt from their bodies and sprinkled it on the ground.

No matter where the holy salt falls, it will burn flames.

There is a demonic aura everywhere here.

Holy salt is useless.

Zhao Song took back his eyes, and Mrs. Gao was extremely surprised when she heard what Zhao Song wanted.

"Are you going to open the game here?"

she asked.

"Just confirm the conjecture."

After almost two hours, what Zhao Song wanted arrived. Hammerhead came here in person. Seeing the mess here, he was inexplicably angry.

Seeing these things Zhao Song wanted, he picked up a bottle of high-level whiskey, and didn't have ice, and poured it under his throat like a knife.

He looked at Zhao Song's actions like he was watching a clown.

Zhao Song got his peach wood sword, incense watch, and bell, and cast a simple altar.

The hammer head walked down and leaned against a wall, not talking.

Anyone who knows him knows that he is already angry now, so it is best not to provoke him at this time.

Otherwise, he would use his head to hammer the other party's head.

They felt that the young man who was doing it now was very dangerous.

If he really can't do anything.

Then he will definitely be vented by the hammerhead (noun) hammerhead (verb)!

Zhao Song also felt the murderous aura behind him. He was too lazy to look back, shaking the soul-summing bell, igniting the lotus lantern, and Zhao Song began to summon the soul.

I don’t know when it started, but the breath here became extremely cold.

The hammer put down the wine at hand and stared at Zhao Song carefully.

He felt something interesting because he felt a cold wind blowing through his body, causing him to get goosebumps all over his body.

This is yin energy.

Pure yin energy.

Zhao Song was sending his soul back to his hometown, but the problem was that there was not a single soul here.

The biochemical experiments performed by the hammer head are a very dangerous experiment.

Zhao Song didn't believe it because he said that no one died here.

There have been many unjust souls here. If he had expected it, after the rise of darkness, they would become evil spirits and slaughter the whole place with just one opportunity.

As a result, a monster broke into last night and absorbed all the souls here!

Under the 20-minute gloomy wind, except for Mrs. Gao, Hammerhead and others, the rest of the private detectives and Margo helped the rest of the people withdraw.

They can't stand this coldness.

It was not until Zhao Song stopped casting that the cold gradually subsided.

Mrs. Gao didn't say anything and walked up.

"Witch, what did you find?"

He came up to ask.

Zhao Song said while packing up his magic weapon: "There was indeed a demon here last night.

If I was not wrong, all your people should be dead.

Their souls were all swallowed by the demons.

There is no evidence left here.”

After Zhao Song finished speaking, he signaled that Hammerhead could go and ask those priests.

Hammerhead didn't expect that it was really a demon.

He walked out, hit the wall, and broke out a big hole!

Things are in trouble.

If the Demon Help did something, he still had a way to deal with it, but what if the Demon did it, what would he do?

Can his iron head pose danger to the demon?

He doesn't know.

Very confused, too.

Do you want him to tell Mr. Malik, "Sir, your laboratory has been attacked by a demon, and even the serum has been taken away by a demon."

What does the devil want serum?
To be continued...