Disaster Shelter

While drinking iced black tea with quick-frozen dumplings, Uncle Gong explained the basics of superpowers to Wen Wen. After talking for almost an hour, Wen Wen wrote down a few pages of notes.

Well, as a detective, Wen Wen can record information very quickly, almost at the level of a stenographer.

Okay, that's about it. You took all the goods in my stomach, and then filled my stomach with frozen food.

Uncle Gong stood up, rubbed his stomach and sighed, Speaking of which, you young man doesn't smoke or drink, and only eats this kind of food. Life is really meaningless.

I think your food is delicious too... Wen Wen raised his eyebrows and said, he cooked a pot of dumplings for Uncle Gong later, and he also killed them all.

Ahem, I usually eat these at home, but I'm a little disappointed that I can't eat something delicious, that's all, I don't have much to say, I should leave too, you young man will not be happy if you stay any longer.

Uncle Gong got dressed and was about to go out. Wen Wen really wanted to say that he had no intention of driving him away now, but he still didn't say anything.

Let him make jokes and run on people, he can speak very slickly, but he will rarely say something that reveals his true feelings.

Thank you very much for this teaching, I owe you a favor.

Sending Uncle Gong to the door, Wen Wen solemnly told Uncle Gong that he rarely thanked others, and as a former detective, Wen Wen always accepted others' thanks.

You don't need to thank you. You have been very active since you became a free hunter, which can be regarded as reducing our pressure.

You should be able to see that our manpower is actually very tight, so even if you are just a freelance hunter outside the staff, as long as you can help, we don't mind helping you become stronger.

However, if possible, I still want you to join us. It is not easy for us now.

After finishing speaking, Uncle Gong turned and left, while Wen Wen immediately went back to the house and began to tidy up the messy house he had made.

If you do your own crimes, you will suffer.

...

Walking alone on the street, Uncle Gong felt a little emotional. Recently, their Furonghe branch has been too busy, and it turned out to be a relatively relaxed day for him to come to give advice to Wen Wen.

As he said to Wen Wen before, the Hunter Association is under a lot of pressure now, as long as they confirm that they have no ill intentions towards the association, they don't mind making other power users stronger.

Be it monsters or superpowers from secret organizations, there have been more and more of these annoying guys in recent years.

Suddenly, Uncle Gong stopped in his tracks. There was no one on the road, the doors and windows of the shops were all closed, and the whole street was extremely silent, which was obviously abnormal.

There are superpowers nearby, which have affected the ordinary people around!

Who's here!

In the narrow alley, a man wearing a black high-necked long coat came out and stood opposite Uncle Gong.

You are... L of Blasphemy Blood, we have been looking for you, but we didn't expect you to show up on your own initiative. Uncle Gong felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

You are looking for me... I am actually looking for you too. Your ability is a little troublesome, and it will have a certain impact on my plan, so you should die. Mr. L said expressionlessly.

Are you so sure that you took me down, not me? Uncle Gong asked Mr. L as if chatting.

Mr. L shook his head and said: Yes, I am very sure, you are a veteran power user with much richer combat experience than me, but after all, you did not take that step, the result of our battle is the result of my appearance here The time has already been decided.

Uncle Gong threw down the cigarette butt in his hand, and a ball of flames enveloped it: How did you know that I would appear here?

I've said enough...

Mr. L stopped talking, and stretched his hands forward to make a strange movement. His two eyeballs swelled rapidly, becoming much bigger than goose eggs. Uncle Gong just wanted to release flames on him, but found that he could not move!

It's not a physical restraint, it's more like a deterrent, the deterrent of a high-level hunter to a weak creature!

Immediately afterwards, Mr. L rushed over quickly, slashed his hand across Uncle Gong's chest, a long knife edge appeared on his chest, and blood sprayed out!

Before it was too late, the shocked Uncle Gong lay powerlessly on the ground, all this happened too fast.

Sorry, I made a sneak attack before I finished speaking. Although you are still mastering the realm, I am not easy to deal with when you fully display your ability.

A black scimitar popped out from Mr. L's arm, aiming at Uncle Gong's neck and was about to cut it down, but at this moment, he saw a scorching red light from Uncle Gong's palm, shooting it directly at him, A huge pillar of fire was formed!

The pillar of fire dissipated, and Mr. L, whose body was covered with black energy, had a gloomy face. His clothes were scorched, and a blister formed on his left cheek. Even if he shot unexpectedly, he was still hit.

Damn it, I haven't lost consciousness yet.

Mr. L let out a low growl, and the scimitar on his arm pierced Uncle Gong's neck. No matter how Uncle Gong reacted this time, he couldn't stop him!

Suddenly, a crisp bell sounded, and Mr. L's scimitar stopped on Uncle Gong's neck.

As soon as Mr. L gritted his teeth, he was about to press the knife down.

Then the bell rang again, and it became much faster.

Didn't you tell me he was here? Why don't you let me do it now. Mr. L stood up and said angrily.

However, no voice responded to him.

Since you won't let him die, then I'll let him go.

Mr. L put away the arm knife, his eyes returned to their original shape, and he turned and disappeared into the night.

There is deadly venom on his knife, even if Uncle Gong can't die today, he will die from this venom in the end.

...

Wen Wen was cleaning up in the room, standing in front of the window, suddenly saw a pillar of fire rising into the sky in the distance.

He froze for a moment, then quickly put on his clothes and rushed in that direction.

Uncle Gong came to investigate him, and the results of the investigation should be very beneficial to Wen Wen, but if Wen Wen was attacked and had an accident when he returned after the investigation, then Wen Wen might be suspected by the Hunter Association!

When Wen Wen arrived, he saw Uncle Gong lying on the ground from a distance. Instead of rushing over to check the injury, he called the Hunter Association first.

He is still not sure if there are any enemies here, and he may be attacked if he goes out rashly. If the enemy can easily deal with Uncle Gong, naturally he can also be easily dealt with.

It was a matter of the life and death of a demon hunter. The Hunter Association acted very quickly. In less than ten minutes, Lin Zheyuan got out of a car.

He first asked more than a dozen helpers to surround the surrounding area, and then he immediately began to check on Uncle Gong's injuries. What reassured him was that Uncle Gong is not dead yet, but the area around his wound has turned black, obviously hurting Uncle Gong. Uncle's weapon is poisonous.

Wen Wen stepped out of the shadows and stood behind Lin Zheyuan.