Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

Fu Kuan hesitated for a few seconds under the light.

With a sound of "呲", the medicine was quickly injected into the man's body.

Immediately, the pupils of the man on the sickbed dilated, his complexion was paper-like, and a low sob came from his throat.

Three seconds later, the man's heart stopped beating.

Fu Kuan's movements were suddenly shocked and stopped.

"Damn it, it's still too late!"

There was a curse in the earphones.

Fu Kuan frowned, not knowing what to do.

His hands trembled, and then he collapsed to the ground.

"Bang bang bang!"

A short but forceful knock on the door shocked Fu Kuan.

He came to the door to have a look, and quickly opened the door.

"He...you are..."

A young man with mischievous eyebrows poked his head in and looked directly at the sick bed. This man's clothes were thin, and his paper-like clothes could not keep out the wind and cold at all.

Fu Kuan hesitated for a second, and said directly, "Dead."

His face was as calm as water, without any waves.

He firmly believes that there is probably no flaw in his acting skills.

"You... who are you?"

The young man wanted to take a step forward, but Fu Kuan slammed the door shut, blocking the young man out of the room.

A sigh came from outside the door, and the footsteps became smaller and smaller until they disappeared.

He glanced hurriedly, and then took another look at the man on the hospital bed, before leaving the workshop.

Beside the bed, only a little ashes remained.

Crossing the smelly and rotten streets, Fu Kuan took a bus.

Half an hour later, Fu Kuan rang a doorbell.

"Crack!"

The door opened, and a burst of glutinous aroma mixed with the greasy aroma of the food wafted into the nostrils.

Fu Kuan said softly: "There is another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright."

"Since it was sent from above, I have to help with this job. As for whether it can be done or not, it all depends on how capable you are!"

The man turned his back to Fu Kuan, and handed over a business card with his backhand.

Fu Kuan took the business card and pushed the door out without looking back.

The man looked at Fu Kuan's back, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and then he cursed angrily.

Fu Kuan walked on the street and took out the business card.

"Lin Muxue..."

He took out his mobile phone and dialed the number on it.

Fu Kuan didn't talk nonsense, and explained the purpose concisely.

To his surprise, the woman agreed.

The meeting place is at a restaurant.

After waiting for half an hour, a young woman appeared in his sight.

She wasn't pretty in appearance, but there was a sense of arrogance and even conceit in her brows and eyes, which he could see.

But when Lin Muxue saw Fu Kuan, she was also startled.

too young!

Her hair is a little long but not sloppy, with sword eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and a thin face. Even if she is wrapped in a thick coat, she can tell that she is wide, but not strong.

She came back to her senses and went straight to the point without even asking Fu Kuan's purpose, so she put a box of medicine on the dining table.

Her face was frosty, and her red lips slowly opened.

"You want so many potions, why don't you feed the dog?"

The smile on Fu Kuan's face froze.

At this moment, he felt like sitting on pins and needles.

Lin Muxue grinned.

"You know, medicines are scarce now, and it is impossible for some people to get this batch of medicines."

Fu Kuan's expression changed abruptly.

"Go!"

Fu Kuan stood up, and the chair creaked back on the smooth floor.

"boom!"

He only felt a force as fierce as a beast pressing himself firmly against the dining table.

The melodious sound of the violin in the restaurant only stopped for half a second, and the diners around continued to eat, all of which seemed to be a habit to them.

He glanced at the corner of the dim light.

It turned out that I was copied by a big man!

This man had a big body and a thick waist, with a ferocious spirit, with bulging veins on his arms, and his face was full of flesh, extremely violent.

Fu Kuan swallowed.

Is this fucking human?
He even felt that this man's little finger was almost thicker than his calf.

"Old Guo, are you sure you didn't miss him?"

Lin Muxue smiled, but there was no trace of kindness in her eyes.

Fu Kuan kept struggling and roaring, he knew it was completely futile.

The man strangled Fu Kuan's arms tightly.

Suddenly, the four eyes met, and Fu Kuan was shocked, feeling restless.

These are a pair of blood red eyes.

The killing intent in his eyes burst out completely, without a trace of restraint.

He only felt a chill down his back, and suddenly felt that his underwear was sticky, clinging to his flesh.

The tables, chairs and benches in the restaurant, and everything that Fu Kuan could see, were all turned into black dust, rising and spinning!
The light flickered on and off, and the man in front of him looked ferocious, like a ferocious beast in heat.

A coolness rushed directly from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Gai.

The man's face twisted and changed, and his arm bones were like sharp knives, piercing through the flesh directly.

Flesh and blood fly!
The powder disappeared without a trace in an instant, only the endless darkness fell, completely destroying the entire world!

Fu Kuan's mind went blank. There was no man in front of him, let alone a shitty restaurant.

"Gudong!"

He swallowed.

He slipped on the soles of his feet and sat slumped on the sticky ground.

He reached out and wiped it, it was blood.

Pus and blood all over the floor!

The smell is disgusting!
In front of him stood a headless man!
On the left hand side is a seemingly indestructible shield!

On the right hand side is a huge ax with a cold light!
The headless man is more than three feet long, with his breasts as his eyes and his navel as his mouth!
He looked carefully at the man's head tremblingly.

There are only countless tufts of hair flying around in the blood!

At the neck, blood flowed profusely.

Bursts of hoarse voices came from all directions, Fu Kuan's mouth twitched, he quickly got up from the ground, forced himself to calm down, and listened carefully.

Sobbing?
Or the song?

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The majestic muffled sound of the drum sounded, thick and powerful, and every time it sounded, Fu Kuan's heart would tremble!
He clenched his fists tightly and stared at the monster in front of him.

The whimpering sound made him frown.

As far as his artistic cells are concerned, it doesn't sound good.

After a while, Fu Kuan's eyes shot out bursts of strange brilliance.

"Sadness, rise and fall..."

The corner of his mouth curled up.

Moved!

The headless man moved!
Fu Kuan took a step backward with his left foot.

The dancing posture of a headless person is not good-looking.

A trace of anger, a trace of strength, a trace of...unyielding!
Xing Tianwu is a dry soul, and his fierce ambition is always there!
The shape is premature, the body is premature!
However, God never dies!

"boom--"

Everything disappeared, and the surroundings became calm in the blink of an eye.

Could it be that this is Nanke Yimeng?
But at this moment, he felt that blood was flowing all over his body, and there seemed to be a raging fire burning in his heart.

"Xing Tianwu's relatives, Meng Zhigu is always there..."

As his lips opened and closed, Fu Kuan understood.

Countless obscure words and symbols and countless restrictions flooded into his mind in an instant, making him dizzy.

"boom!"

Fu Kuan's strength came from nowhere, and he smashed a big hole in the table with his head!
Seeing that he was free, he immediately slipped out from under the table like a loach, and then slammed his right hand on the ground, his body drew a beautiful curve in the air, his legs straightened, and he kicked that man violently!
With just one kick, the man was kicked back a step.

Lin Muxue frowned slightly, and immediately leaned back.

She was ready to retreat.

She didn't expect that the thin and frail Fu Kuan had a little skill.