The Underworld Detective

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“Stop dreaming, I haven't fallen!” The knife god beat his spirit straight up, and I saw his hands shaking and his body gasping.

The knife god tried to rush over, but suddenly he knelt down, and I smelled a strange smell of blood in the air, and after smelling it, it seemed like his body was starting to get soft and weak.

And the source of this scent is exactly six crazy cooks, and he opened his hands and said, “I've been taking low doses of poison for a long time, and it's getting more and more resistant, and my blood and my sweat can be paralyzed, and you can't fight me! ”

I bite my teeth so hard, how can I fall down here? I suddenly started the eyes of the Pluto, and six crazy cooks suddenly fell short of defensive moves, shouting and retreating towards the edge of the top floor.

This is the third time I've used it today, my eyes are starting to feel a tingle, I bit myself in the wrist, let the pain irritate my paralyzed nerves, and then I stood up hard and rushed to the six-long madman cook.

“Die! ”

Six Mad Chefs pointed the gun at me. At this juncture, I had nothing to fear. The gun snapped and didn't fire. The bullet clamped the shell.

Six mad cooks left their guns angrily and threw their sticks at me. I made my husband three arches to avoid his attack and pushed him out as hard as I could.

Normally, I would have succeeded, but my palms touched his body, but it was weak.

“That's it!” Six crazy cooks grinned and suddenly grabbed my wrist and threw me out. Below is the ground, a dozen meters short, and the wind swept over my ear, and just before I fell, I climbed the edge with my hands.

Six mad cooks stepped on my finger, painful, under the dual effect of poisonous blood and pain, I can no longer climb.

“Ah!”

The knife god roared, rushing over and smashing six crazy cooks with his full weight, and grabbing me: "Give me your hand! ”

I grabbed his left hand, but his left hand was missing two fingers and he didn't have the strength, so he grabbed me with his hands.

At this point, Six Crazy Chefs came from behind, wiping the blood off the corner of his mouth, pulling out the knife that was stuck on his shoulder and pointing it at the Knife God.

“Let go! Let go!” I yelled.

Listening to the hearing of all sides with a knife, he naturally could not have been unaware of the movement behind him, yet those hands grabbed me as tight as iron and dragged me up with all his little strength.

“Die, old man.” Six mad cooks stabbed a knife in the back of the knife god, and the body of the knife god trembled for a moment, his hands safely loosened.

Blood came from under the mask of the Knife God, and tears instantly soaked my eyes.

“Die! Die, die! Die, all of you. ”

Six Mad Cooks stabbed him in the back of the Knife God with one knife and one knife. His criticism was all severely traumatized. If he were a normal person, he might die immediately. I don't know what was holding him up, it was a breath, it was a feeling.

My gaze was blurred, when the tie on the knife god mask broke, and his iconic ghost mask slipped down, revealing my most familiar face below.

“Grandpa!!! ”

I blinked my eyes desperately, trying to close the tears and see clearly. As my gaze grew clearer, I saw what I really saw. That face was my grandfather.

Joy and pain intertwined inside me, and I shouted, "Are you Grandpa, are you? ”

“I…” he said weakly: "Go to Song Jia Village to find the three elders… there… there are my secrets…”

Then he dragged me up with his last strength, and the six-pack cook licked the blood from the knife and looked at me in the shadows and said, "Who can protect you? ”

The night sky was shattered by a gunshot, and the body of six madmen swayed. He slowly turned around and Huang Xiaotao stood at the edge of the escalator, holding the gun in his hand and not giving the Six Crazy Chefs a chance to react, she shot all the bullets out of her breath.

“I can't believe... that this is happening... to die.” Six crazy cooks fell to the ground and died with their eyes open.

I shook the knife god desperately and cried: "Don't die! Please!”

Yet this man, who had the same face as Grandpa, had no movement at all, and all the signs on him showed that he had gone to another world at this moment, and suddenly I hated the knowledge I had, making me unable to possess even a little bit.

I don't know when Huang Xiaotao will come and say something, my mind has been blank.

At this point, a strong light came from the sky in the distance, then exploded like thunder before I woke up suddenly, Huang Xiaotao said: "Song Yang, this guy's blood is wrong, go! ”

“Take the knife god away.” I insist.

Huang Xiaotao hurried to wake up the dynasty, and we worked together to bring down the knife god, when the special forces also rushed in to join us in the division.

A captain reported: "Our helicopter has caught up with the enemy and shot it down, while all the leaders of Jiangbei's crippled knife have been shot. ”

There was a cheer in the crowd, but I was not happy at all. I sat tired on the ground and looked at the body of the knife god. It was too long and too long...

At dawn, we followed our cars to a nearby makeshift camp, mostly military.

The camp was very lively at the moment, when a group of arrested criminals were brought in with their faces gray, and they no longer had the arrogance and madness of last night, squatting in rows like humble prisoners, waiting to fall.

The arrests were too numerous, even more than the total number of military and police officers, and the chief sitting here in town worried and ordered a whole force not to blink at them to prevent a change.

Meanwhile, police from nearby towns and counties are constantly arriving to assist in the reception of offenders.

When everyone was busy, I sat in a cold camp, looking at the body in the bed covered in white sheets, like a piece missing from my heart.

A footstep, Song Xingsheng walked in, his face had not recovered, with some injuries, he asked: "Young master, are they telling the truth? Senior him..."

When his gaze turned to the body, he suddenly stopped talking.

After a moment of silence, Song Xingsheng knelt down and kowtowed to the body: “Senior, go all the way! ”

And I said in a dull voice, "Bring everybody in, I want an autopsy. ”

“Examine... the body of a senior?” Song Xingsheng was confused, but he still said yes: “I'm going. ”

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