The dark-faced man turned to look at Zhao Xiaoxian and shouted loudly.
His hands have never been idle, and until now he is helping two frightened people to move them.
"I see."
Zhao Xiaoxian nodded.
She didn't panic, but was desperately thinking about what to do next.
The more this happens, the calmer she becomes. This is an innate talent.
These violent and hurtful residents all have the same characteristics.
Their eyes were blood red, and they kept muttering words like "feast" in their mouths.
Something is obviously not right anymore.
"Vice team, Xiao Zhang is injured."
The girl with glasses helped the young man aside, briefly reported the situation to Zhao Xiaoxian, and then joined the team to evacuate the people again.
They need to stop the perpetrators, rescue the injured from the scene, and evacuate the crowd.
If five or six incidents occurred at the same time, they could still handle it, but the number now is simply too much.
Vicious incidents still occur, and police officers are injured from time to time.
Lack of manpower is a big problem.
"Deputy team, there are kind-hearted people from the third group to help control the gangsters."
"Deputy team, fifth team too!"
"The same goes for the second group."
The intercom buzzed, and exciting news finally came.
"at the same time…?"
Zhao Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, and her joyful mood was quickly replaced by doubt.
The appearance of these "good Samaritans" is so strange.
"ah!"
"Help!!"
Before Zhao Xiaoxian could think about it, she heard a cry for help not far away.
Before her brain had time to react, the girl had already taken action.
She knew that a vicious incident had occurred in front of her.
But now that she has no teammates around her, she can only go alone to subdue the gangsters.
"Dive into it! Dive into the feast!"
The shirtless strong man waved his kitchen knife and chased the innocent people around him desperately.
There were already several injured people on the ground, and the rest were running around in disorder.
"Damn."
Zhao Xiaoxian frowned and took out the electric baton from her waist.
She is proficient in police combat and has no problem dealing with ordinary people.
But these people who lose their minds and attack the masses are so powerful that they cannot be dealt with immediately.
The frightened people also need to be evacuated, otherwise there will be casualties due to stampedes.
At this moment, Zhao Xiaoxian felt deeply powerless.
The problem of insufficient manpower has always troubled this young girl.
"Hey!"
A strange sound sounded, and a figure dressed in black flashed past, and threw the man to the ground without fear of death.
After resisting two chops with a kitchen knife, he knocked the man unconscious cleanly.
Before Zhao Xiaoxian could react, the dark figure ran wildly and disappeared into the distance, seemingly rushing to the next place where help was needed.
"That's...Xiao Hei?"
Zhao Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, and then showed an expression of sudden realization.
She had seen these strange creatures at the wedding and knew who sent them.
"Wang Jin, thank you very much."
The young girl's eyes were slightly red and she quickly began to evacuate the crowd.
Similar black figures began to appear all over the city. They moved swiftly, spoke concisely, and were well-trained.
Waves of surprise cheers came from the intercom, and the wounding incident that would have sent the entire city into panic was quickly brought under control.
"Vice team..."
The young man limped towards Zhao Xiaoxian and helped her lift the injured old man.
He saw the strength of the woman in front of him from the incident just now.
Decisive, calm and brave.
It is precisely because of this that he can willingly call out "Vice Team".
"How did you get better so quickly?"
Zhao Xiaoxian nodded and asked casually.
"I don't know, I just feel... warm and smell of hydrangea in a daze."
The young man scratched his head, and a vague figure appeared in front of his eyes.
"I'm a portrait artist, I should be able to draw that person."
"And the big brother in black clothes just now, I want to draw him too, and then thank them both in person."
"...Better say goodbye."
Zhao Xiaoxian smiled, but didn't say much.
——
"it works."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Zhong in front of him.
An illusory figure appeared on the latter's body, and his whole temperament also underwent earth-shaking changes.
It's rotten and bloody, but mixed with a trace of blasphemous joy.
"Please devote yourself to the feast of flesh and blood."
Chen Zhong slowly raised his head, but the voice in his mouth was completely different from before.
"I don't want to eat yet."
Wang Jin spread his hands and swung the long sword wrapped with death intent again.
He had been thinking about the information Chen Zhong inadvertently revealed.
If he really had the ability to sacrifice the whole city, he wouldn't have to confront the police or himself, he would just have to find a place to do bad things in silence.
But he didn't, and instead he kept wandering around to commit crimes in various places in the city.
This gave Wang Jin a guess.
Chen Zhong may be planning to spread the influence of the thing behind him through a method similar to "contagion".
Once the entire city witnesses the existence of that thing, the other party can find it through this connection.
At this time, even if it is just a guess, you cannot let it go.
Therefore, Wang Jin immediately released the little Black Mirror Ghost, and Azi followed after hesitating for a moment.
This little girl met Zhao Xiaoxian once at a wedding, and they had a very happy chat, so Wang Jin didn't stop her.
Although Azi's ability cannot heal serious injuries, it can still play a big role.
Sure enough, after he devoted his power to stabilizing the city, the speed of the figure's arrival was obviously much slower.
But other than that, it has no other effect.
Chen Zhong is still very strong, and Wang Jin is still very strenuous.
The situation on Zhao Guangming's side is not very clear either.
Now there is no such thing as a "fugitive", just a blur of flesh and blood fused together.
Wang Jin could even see human ribs and vertebrae, and there were more than one.
What's even weirder is that the flesh and blood are still alive and attacking Zhao Guangming desperately.
"Fuck! That's so disgusting!"
The latter looked up to the sky and roared angrily, swinging the two swords in his hands without missing a beat.
Zhao Guangming is fully capable of protecting himself, but he cannot kill the flesh and blood in front of him.
There is nothing that can be done about it. It has turned into flesh and can still move. Who can think of what to do?
Wrap them into dumplings?
Zhao Guangming grinned, as if he was disgusted by his own thoughts.