I have a room in Huangquan

The flash lights flickered.

When Ding Xiaoyi stepped forward, he had already released the invisibility on his body, and reached out to take off the mask on his face.

"Hey, wait a minute. Although you are very strong, if you do this, the pressure of the entire psychic space will be concentrated on you. You can think about it clearly. If you do this, it is against the rules."

Cui Xiaowu stretched out his hand to grab Ding Xiaoyi's arm.

The so-called rules were actually mentioned by the magician in class during my training.

The space created by psionic creatures is itself a kind of bondage to themselves.

Even psionic creatures themselves must follow this rule.

Just like the scarecrow space they encountered before training.

Scarecrows can only appear after seven o'clock at night.

And still afraid of light.

And these rules are not obstacles set by the spiritual creatures themselves.

But their own flaws, hidden in the rules.

As long as these flaws are found, even ordinary people are not without precedents of turning defeat into victory.

And once you go against these rules, it will inevitably cause the power of the entire psionic space to gather around you, which will definitely make it difficult for you to move forward.

Only when one reaches the Evil Spirit level or above can one change the rules of the space as one wishes.

But the changed rules are still just covering up its own shortcomings.

Facing Cui Xiaowu's persuasion, Ding Xiaoyi seemed to have listened, slowly let go, and looked back at Cui Xiaowu.

"Aren't you confused, why am I called a crow?"

Cui Xiaowu didn't know why he wanted to talk about it at this time.

Just in a daze, I saw that a banner had been pulled up in front of the gate of the police station, with a few weird characters crookedly written on it:

Severely punish the murderer, severely punish Jin Pukang!

When he saw this banner, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes couldn't help narrowing his eyes: "You like to play routines, they like to talk about rules, sorry, I prefer to turn the table over, and do it if I don't accept it!"

After Ding Xiaoyi finished speaking, he glanced at the trash can at his feet and kicked it up.

"boom!"

The trash can, which was half the height of a person, suddenly flew through the air.

All kinds of messy garbage immediately mixed with rainwater and fell down.

Before everyone could understand what happened, they saw a trash can slammed down from mid-air with a "Boom!", and it fell on the director's head impartially.

In an instant, the faces of the superintendent, section chief and others standing in the front all turned green.

"It's that son of a bitch!"

Shaking his fat body, the superintendent turned around angrily, and for the first time opened those sesame-sized eyes to the size of grapes.

A group of people looked around, as if they were looking for who would dare to be so presumptuous.

With a big hand, he slapped the reporter who was standing in front of him away.

The scruffy and unkempt figure came out from the reporters, immediately stunned everyone.

"Jin,, Jin,, Jin Pukang!!"

The superintendent's eyes widened, and even the reporters couldn't help turning all the cameras on this man in shabby clothes for a moment.

"senior!!"

Among the police detectives, Li Yanxiu couldn't help taking a deep breath, wondering if this man is crazy? ?

"Hey, you bastard, how dare you?"

A police detective stepped forward, with a strong body, half a head taller than ordinary police detectives.

While yelling and cursing, he reached out and grabbed Ding Xiaoyi's collar.

However, when his hand just stretched out into the air,

Hearing a slap across the face, he didn't even have time to finish his sentence. The person just fell to the ground after the spinning top circled in place.

"what happened??"

Everyone didn't even see clearly what happened.

"Go, go together, catch him!"

The superintendent screamed angrily.

The few police detectives who were still in a daze around quickly came to their senses and rushed forward.

Just like last time, he wanted to directly push the person to the ground.

Only this time, Ding Xiaoyi no longer has the patience to play with these guys any longer.

Before the detectives could approach, two slender tentacles waved in the air.

Everyone just felt blurred in front of their eyes, but they didn't even see a shadow clearly.

"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!"

There was a slap in the air, and two slender tentacles struck like lightning.

After so long of imitation, the meatball's control of the tentacles has become handy.

Come and pick one.

Come for two and get a pair.

The police detectives who had just pounced on them didn't understand what happened and were thrown into the air one by one.

From the beginning to the end, Ding Xiaoyi did not stop his footsteps.

"Shoot, shoot!"

Seeing that he was getting closer, the superintendent hurriedly pulled out the pistol from the back of his waist. It was just too long of office life, which made him unfamiliar with the proud action of drawing the gun. hour.

Ding Xiaoyi has already walked in front of him.

Raising his arm, he punched the face that made him look bored.

"boom!!"

Finally someone couldn't hold back and fired the first shot.

The bullet tore through the air invisible to the naked eye, and flew from the barrel towards Ding Xiaoyi's head.

However, the claws of the meatball are faster than the speed of the bullet.

With a sound of "Whoosh!", the tentacles curled up, wrapping the bullet in the hand tentacles.

At this time, everyone could see clearly that it was a pitch-black tentacle, something extending from Jin Pukang's glove.

In an instant, everyone was stunned.

This is obviously beyond their cognition.

"Is this guy a monster???"

In horror, one after another, slender tentacles began to extend from the glove.

Like black poisonous snakes, wrapped around the superintendent's fat body.

The icy cold touch instantly reminded the superintendent of the days when he was fighting on the front line and brushing shoulders with bullets.

A layer of grainy rash appeared on the fat, screaming and struggling.

However, what answered him was not rescue, but a ruthless mouth.

This scene made the surrounding reporters frantically film it.

What kind of murderer, what kind of girl was killed, is far inferior, the picture in front of me is more attractive.

Ding Xiaoyi walked up to the stage. The poor director, half of his body was still stuck in the trash can, sitting on the ground and struggling constantly.

Seeing this, he was not polite, and kicked the director off from above with a light kick.

"Don't tell me any evidence or rules, I'll just ask you one thing, who is that murderer!"

His voice was very clear, and through the loudspeaker of the podium, everyone present could hear him clearly.

The superintendent was startled, and quickly shook his head and said, "You are not a murderer, you are not a murderer!"

It's just that his answer is obviously not enough to satisfy him.

After snapping his fingers lightly, the tentacles wrapped around the superintendent's left leg suddenly tightened.

A moment of strength enough to twist the steel into a twist, instantly saw blood and flesh splashing on that fat thigh, twisted and shattered bones pierced out from under the flesh.

The screams echoed in front of the office building of the police station, and the painful selfishness was split.

Ding Xiaoyi remained expressionless, and asked again in a cold voice: "What I'm asking you is, who is the murderer!"

The pain caused the superintendent's fat body to tremble involuntarily, and that cheek turned ashen for a moment.

"I don't!!!"

When the second word was said, the other arm was suddenly twisted into a ball by the meat ball, and every finger was bent exaggeratedly.

"who is it!"

His indifferent eyes were full of anger, no evidence, no messy laws, all of them were trampled under his feet mercilessly at this moment.

Absolute power makes him a deity who ignores everything.

Feeling the cold touch, when it is wrapping around his head.

Thinking of the image that his head would be twisted into a mess in the next second, fear finally swallowed up the luck in his heart.

"Bai Junxian!! Bai Junxian!! The murderer is the chairman's son, Bai Junxian!!!"

The almost screaming voice was heard clearly by everyone through the microphone.

"go on!"

"There are evidences, videotapes, and fingerprints, all of which were taken away by the director.

But last night, Bai Junxian's fingerprints were on the murder weapon!

This is not the first time, the homicide three years ago was also done by him.

It was the speaker himself who called and asked me to destroy the evidence, and I was also forced.

If I don't, I will be transferred to the countryside and never get ahead for the rest of my life.

I also have to support my family, I also need to make money, they forced me to. "

People who are completely swallowed by fear have no time to organize their thinking in their minds.

Those secrets that should have been hidden in my heart were all revealed in an instant involuntarily.

The picture in front of me is being spread through TV and fans.

In the villa at the other end.

The young man with blond hair was staring blankly at the screen broadcast on TV.

At this time, a group of bodyguards rushed into the room quickly, and led the young man out without saying a word.

Without any explanation, he threw the young man into the black car.

"The situation is not right, the speaker has made arrangements, let you go abroad immediately, don't worry about the rest!"

A man about 50 years old was sitting in the car early on.

With a lean hair and unsmiling cheeks, he was looking at him coldly.

The young man was startled, and recognized this person as someone who worked beside his father.

The other party took out a passport and two bank cards from the briefcase at hand, handed them to the young man, and asked him to keep a low profile abroad.

"Will he come after him!"

Recalling the indifference and angry eyes of the man on TV, the young man's face became paler for a while.

"This is not something you should think about!"