Purple Sweet Potato Essence's Journey to Beauty Man (The Great Demon King of Beauty Man)

"This crazy old lady is pretty crazy." Qian Song thought to himself, saying what he likes to kill in front of the police, if it's not bragging, it's because he has the confidence to run away after the murder is successful.

Two police cars drove into the park, and five or six police officers got out of the car, with guns in their hands, and started bluffing and yelling "put down the weapons" and "put your hands where we can see"" Lie on the ground" and other warnings.

It would be perfect if their guns were not aimed at Qian Song.

This group of police officers received a report that someone had committed a murder with a knife in Central Park, New York. They dispatched the police very quickly, after all, the police station is not far from the park.

Because they didn't inquire carefully about the police situation, the group of policemen just copied the guy over, so that they didn't even know the gender of the murderer.

There are only Qian Song, his clone No. 2, and the female assassin on the lawn. The other passers-by have already dispersed.

So the police easily locked the target.

Because of the angle, they didn't see the dagger in the female assassin's hand, but only saw Qian Song walking quickly with a man in his arms who didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Doesn't this match what the caller said on the phone—the one in the arms of the Asian man should be the victim, right?

Compared with the tall and sexy white woman beside him, this Asian man is more like a murderer. Who told him not to be white?

Killed someone in full view and wanted to escape with the corpse?Still want to destroy the corpse?

Do you think that our federal police all eat dry food?

"Hehe, do you believe it now? These police officers are stupid, 10 out of 8 times." The female assassin licked her lips and taunted Qian Song, "Farewell, funny little man. "

She turned her wrist, grabbed the handle of the knife at a weird angle, and stabbed Qian Song's chest and abdomen forcefully, crying as she stabbed, "What are you doing? You have killed my husband, and you want to kill his body?" What are you doing? You... you let go of him, you devil! Mr. Police, help me stop him! Stop him!"

The acting skills are very good, especially the trembling crying, really, it's a pity that she doesn't become a voice actress.

The sharp blade pierced Qian Song's belly easily, and stabbed it more than a dozen times.

Every time she stabbed more, the female assassin's face became more and more strange-she killed countless people, this feeling... It's not like the feeling of a knife piercing the flesh, it's more like stabbing on the hardest wooden board in the world, even 1mm. Can't get in.

"Could it be that he's wearing a bulletproof vest?" She thought to herself.

"Ah! Ahh! My God...it hurts me to death...don't kill me! Help! Help!" Just when the female assassin was in a daze, Qian Song suddenly let go of clone No. 2 in his arms, He fell forward with his stomach in his arms, and knelt on the grass, screaming louder than a slaughtered pig.

He deliberately turned his abdomen towards the police, so that the police could see that where he covered his palms, blood was oozing from between his fingers.

Of course, this is not real blood, but the effect of the diluted purple potato juice. From such a distance, no one can tell the real from the fake.

Don't ask him where the purple sweet potato juice comes from. Asking why a purple sweet potato essence has juice is as funny as asking why a sheep grows hair.

Because Qian Song fell to his knees suddenly, the short knife in the female assassin's hand was exposed.

Now, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this woman stabbed this Asian youth in front of the police.

The policemen were stunned for a moment, and then quickly turned their guns on the female assassin: "Put down the weapon! Put down the weapon!"

Kneeling on the ground, Qian Song turned his head and smiled wryly at the stunned female assassin. He didn't mind continuing to flirt with this lunatic.

The female assassin obviously didn't want to play any more. She originally wanted to pretend to be the victim, and at the moment of stabbing Qian Song to death, she made the illusion of snatching the blade and self-defense, and then cried loudly when the group of idiot policemen came around , showing the innocence and hesitation of the frightened lady, and finally took the opportunity to run away.

It can't be done now. I didn't expect that not only failed to complete the task today, but also kicked on the iron plate because of being playful for a while-this Asian man is obviously pretending, and she knows very well that her knife didn't hurt him at all. .

"Hmph, you are lucky today, but from now on, you have to be careful not to be wiped on your neck while sleeping!" Three black beads the size of grapes came out.

Next, just like a ninja in an anime, the bead in the woman's hand shot towards the policemen in the shape of a "pin", and exploded less than 1 meter away from them, producing a large amount of gray smoke.

The smoke not only made the police lose their vision, but also seemed to contain a lot of pungent-smelling dust. After the police inhaled it, they immediately started coughing and sneezing one after another.

Qian Song took the opportunity to run away with clone No. 2 in his arms, and disappeared without a trace in less than 20 seconds.

"WTF? Why are you running faster than me?" The female assassin didn't know how many times she showed such a shocked expression today.

She took her long legs and started to run wildly. Unexpectedly, she fell down just after taking two steps - she felt that someone tripped her hard.

As expected, she had practiced, as a well-trained professional assassin, she got up straight away, holding the knife in her right hand and swung a sharp white light, slashing at the guy who tripped her just now.

This knife cut a loneliness.

There was not even a grasshopper within 10 meters of the grass where she fell, let alone people.

The female assassin was a little panicked. She could be considered a murderer who could kill hundreds of people. Her physical fitness and skill were close to the peak of human beings. How could she fall on the ground while running?

The smoke around the policemen was about to dissipate, and one policeman had already run out of the range of the smoke, although that guy's lungs were about to cough out.

The female assassin quickened her pace and continued to run. However, this time, she felt a sharp pain in her ankle, as if she had been clamped by a large iron clamp used on a lathe.

Before she lowered her head to see what it was, she felt a sense of weightlessness, and her lower body was dragged into the soil, unable to move.

No matter how she struggled, it was of no avail.

The police finally came around.

The female assassin's feet seemed to have taken root, and it was difficult to fly even with wings, so she was arrested.

………………

Behind the big tree 500 meters away, Qian Song opened his eyes.

That's right, it was his clone No. 2 who grabbed the female assassin's feet and made her sink into the ground.

I deliberately found a place without surveillance cameras to let clone No. 2 rest in the ground, and by the way, be a "friend of the police" and help them catch the murderer. It's just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning.

What really made him run in this direction and stop at this big tree was the dying magician leaning on the big tree.

He was dying.