Return from the second dimension

The cockscomb head was torn apart by the bones, and the floor of the hall was blood red, full of scattered flesh and blood.

But even so, there is still an eyeball remaining on his head, which is constantly turning left and right, obviously not completely dead.

The transformed body is so powerful!

Although he didn't die, he couldn't live. He was not a real demon, and he couldn't be reborn from a drop of blood.

Witnessing this scene, the demon hunters were silent, waiting for the development of the situation.

Cockscomb is dead, this matter will either come to an end, or it will cause a bigger storm.

How it ends depends on the attitude of the living.

The man who had previously rescued the cockscomb head was now standing in the hall with a black war knife in his hand.

As the boss of the cockscomb head, a veteran of the demon hunters in this city, everyone present knows the man in the windbreaker.

This person is arrogant, overbearing and insidious, and few people provoke him on weekdays.

It wasn't that he didn't dare, but he didn't want to cause trouble. After all, this guy was a mad dog and couldn't get rid of it.

But at this moment, the man in the trench coat is obviously a little abnormal.

In front of him, Tang Zhen stood with his hand in his hand, blocking his way.

He just stood there casually, but the man in the windbreaker didn't dare to take a step forward, as if there was a scourge hidden in front of him.

It is precisely because of Tang Zhen's existence that the man in the windbreaker cannot get close to the center of the battlefield and cannot rescue the cockscomb head.

He watched helplessly as Xiaoyu and the female ghost cooperate with each other to control the cockscomb head that was trying to fight back, and then he was torn to pieces in the blink of an eye.

Things will develop into this, the man in the windbreaker is extremely depressed, but also has lasting difficulties.

If you carefully observe the arm of the man in the windbreaker, you will find that it is shaking slightly, and there is still a trace of blood on the handle of the knife.

The hand holding the knife should be as steady as a mountain, and his state at this time is obviously something wrong.

Looking at his tiger's mouth, there was a trace of cracks on it, which was the result of a violent impact and the skin being torn.

Even the strong recovery ability cannot heal these small wounds. It can be seen that this kind of damage is not as simple as it seems.

The most eye-catching thing is the beloved weapon of the man in the windbreaker, the black demon long-horned sword that was purchased with a lot of money and made with great effort.

There was a conspicuous gap on the body of the black saber, and the surface was still stained with brick powder.

The gap of the blade made the man in the windbreaker distressed and shocked the onlookers inexplicably. Everyone knew how hard the sword was here.

The demon hunters present are all experts, and this gap alone is enough to show them many things.

The most uncomfortable person in the field at this time is undoubtedly the man in the windbreaker who failed to save people and was damaged by the sword.

Looking at Tang Zhen who was standing in front of him with a calm expression on his face, the man in the windbreaker was calm on the surface, but he was extremely jealous.

Only a brick can repel himself and destroy his beloved weapon. Tang Zhen's strength is very strong, at least not inferior to him.

The two sides really played against each other, with half of the winning and losing, but if Tang Zhen had a hole card, then he would definitely lose.

The cockscomb head is his own death, there is no need to put himself in danger for this subordinate.

The most important point is that the man in the windbreaker felt that Tang Zhen was locking himself. It was okay for him not to move. If he acted rashly, he would inevitably provoke a torrential attack.

It was for this reason that he did not dare to cross Tang Zhen to rescue the cockscomb head whose life was hanging by a thread.

The man in the windbreaker pretended to turn a blind eye even when he saw the cockscomb head being torn into pieces, as if he had nothing to do with him.

Obviously this is a deep-minded person, and this kind of person is undoubtedly more dangerous than the cockscomb head that bullies others.

"Very good, very good!"

After seeing that the cockscomb head was dead without a whole body, the man in the windbreaker coldly dropped a word and turned to leave.

"Stop, did I let you go?"

Tang Zhen's voice came with a hint of coldness.

The body of the man in the windbreaker halted slightly, and in the crowd, if he did not respond, he would be ruined immediately.

Turning his head to look at Tang Zhen, the man in the trench coat said in a hoarse voice: "Young man, do you know what you are doing?"

Tang Zhen gave a chuckle and shook his head slightly.

"I only know that this guy wanted to blackmail me, so I killed him.

It's only for one thing to stop you. If you have something to do with him and want to avenge him, remember that my name is Tang Zhen!"

Hearing Tang Zhen's words, the man in the windbreaker took a deep look at him, and a smile was raised at the corner of his mouth.

This smile is meaningful, it seems to have a trace of jealousy, and a trace of cruelty.

"Is that Tang Zhen, I remember."

After leaving a word, the man in the trench coat turned to leave.

"Stop, did I let you go?"

Tang Zhen's voice sounded again, the same content made the body of the man in the windbreaker froze and he turned his head slowly.

Seeing this, the demon hunter next to him didn't know why he wanted to laugh.

"Tang Zhen, don't deceive people too much, do you really think I can't help you?"

The organization of the Demon Hunter seems to be powerful, but in fact the rules are decorations, similar to the kind of fight just now, in fact, it is also tacitly approved.

If someone really tried to punish Tang Zhen with rules, it would only arouse resistance from the Demon Hunters, even if they didn't know Tang Zhen.

In the eyes of the Demon Hunter, the real function of this headquarters is to hand over tasks and buy and sell materials and equipment.

The demon hunter is unrestrained and unrestrained. If he is restricted by the rules, then it is tantamount to being played with applause by politicians, and he will not know how he died by then.

However, if there is conclusive evidence that the Demon Hunter has done something to harm ordinary people, the headquarters will also send someone to investigate and then deal with it.

As for the fight between the Demon Hunters, the Demon Hunter Headquarters seldom pays attention to it.

This is a pool of muddy water. If you participate too much, not only will no one appreciate it, but it will be contaminated with mud.

After having had similar experiences several times and causing very serious consequences, the headquarters has already avoided the fight of the Demon Hunters.

Therefore, although Tang Zhen's disturbance was not small, he would not receive much blame.The only thing he needs to guard against is the man in a trench coat in front of him.

Of course, it is just a precaution, lest he affect his plan, after all, at a critical moment, the ant's nest may also cause the long dike to collapse.

If the other party is interested and doesn't provoke him anymore, Tang Zhen doesn't need to bother too much.

But if this guy died on his own, Tang Zhen didn't mind sending him a ride, letting him go underground to accompany the cockscomb.

Hearing the words of the man in the windbreaker, Tang Zhen showed a hint of innocence, and said in a light tone: "You are afraid there is any misunderstanding, I just want to ask you, where to register as a demon hunter?"

Hearing Tang Zhen's words, the man in the windbreaker's nose almost crooked.

There are people everywhere here, so you can ask any one of them, but Tang Zhen just stopped himself.

In the eyes of the man in the trench coat, Tang Zhen embarrassed himself and couldn't get off the stage in public.

"Let's hold back this breath first, and after you figure out your background, I will come back to settle the account with you!"

The man in the windbreaker thought of this, took a deep breath, raised his hand and pointed to the side.

Then he fled and left, for fear that Tang Zhen would call himself again.

"Thank you."

Tang Zhen thanked him both salty and indifferently. He glanced at the demon hunter beside him, and greeted Skeleton and Xiaoyu to walk towards the front counter.

The demon hunters voluntarily gave way, and the example of the cockscomb head was in front of them, for fear that they would provoke this fierce newcomer.

There were also people who looked at Tang Zhen secretly, their eyes were rather bad, and they didn't know what they were thinking about.

Two female clerks stood in front of the counter. After seeing Tang Zhen coming, her plump body shuddered subconsciously, with a trace of fear in her eyes.

Although they knew that Tang Zhen would not do anything to themselves, they still felt fear subconsciously, and their legs trembled slightly.

The two were afraid that the young man who had just killed the cockscomb head and frightened the man in the windbreaker would do something against them.

Tang Zhen grinned and whispered to the two clerks: "Don't be nervous, I'm a good person, I want to register as a demon hunter!"