Lin Jingchen threw Master Feng away like trash and walked towards Du Feng step by step.
Du Feng was stared at by those vertical pupils and was so frightened that he felt out of his body. He hurriedly called to the man in black next to him, "Shoot... shoot! Quick, kill him, or we will all die!"
Dozens of shotguns pulled the triggers at the same time, and the flying shotgun shells were like a barrage covering the screen, occupying all the space in an instant, so densely packed that there was no possibility of dodging.
With one stroke, hundreds of shotgun blasts penetrated Lin Jingchen's bulging body, forming dense bullet holes.
Zhang Hao shouted, "Jing Chen..."
Yun Qi's hand that drew out the golden talisman couldn't help but tremble, and her big black and white eyes looked at Lin Jingchen sadly.
The elder brother who was gentle and kind before has turned into this.
Lin Jingchen froze, his legs and knees were shot, and he immediately knelt down, his head hanging heavily.
"Hahaha... I'm just saying, modern weapons are still powerful. What kind of demon or mystic master is nothing in front of a gun!"
There was a bang and a sharp gasp.
Director Hu sighed, "This doesn't mean anything. The transformation of a half-demon will inevitably get out of control. Losing control means meaningless killings. This has always been the case..."
The screams echoed in the huge cave.
For a moment, the hustle and bustle of the world calmed down, as if the monster had pressed the pause button.
"You deserve your fate. I've said it before. If you don't go when I ask you to surrender, then just accept the fate."
Yun Qi's body was like a nimble little butterfly, she quickly avoided his attack, took out a white scale from his tattered clothes, turned around again, and with a whoosh, pressed the white scale between Lin Jingchen's eyebrows.
Yun Qi simply stopped talking to Hu Ju and turned to look at Lin Jingchen, her voice shouting:
Lin Jingchen roared instinctively and opened his bloody mouth towards Yun Qi.
His face is already elegant and handsome, and the red demonic lines add a bit of enchantment and weirdness to him, giving him an indistinguishable androgynous beauty.
"Wait." Xiaotuanzi ran over, bent over and panting violently. After a moment, his big black and white eyes looked at Hu Jue pleadingly:
Yun Qi seized the opportunity, stood up, and flew directly in front of Lin Jingchen.
"Self...self-healing? He can actually heal himself?" Du Feng's face turned pale and his whole body was shaking violently, "Don't...don't shoot, he has a rare self-healing ability. If you can drain his blood,
…”
"I'm sorry, Xiaoqi, the alienated half-demon will lose his mind without exception. I can't just let him go just because he is your friend."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Jingchen clenched his fist and hit it hard on the ground. The ground cracked in an instant, and the people in black holding shotguns became unsteady and fell down one after another.
The team members surrounded Lin Jingchen, and one person asked, "Bureau Hu, how should we deal with it?"
"God has the virtue of good life. You are a Taoist disciple. If you don't save me, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"
Yun Qi shook her head, "Actually, I have never seen a half-demon transform into a demon. Legend has it that once a demon becomes demonic, it will inevitably lose control, so all the half-demon out of control in history have been eliminated."
"49 rounds."
As soon as Hu Ju's voice landed, he heard a clear and stern child's voice coming from the cave:
Suddenly, a large number of men in black poured in from outside, all holding shotguns and shooting at Lin Jingchen.
Lin Jingchen's body was instantly filled with bullet holes again. Although the bullets were being squeezed out of the body, more and more shotguns hit his body, and blood flowed all over his body.
Just like an angry gorilla treating his toy, Du Feng's body sometimes hit the mountain wall and sometimes dragged along the ground, constantly making the sound of bones breaking and flesh tearing.
Du Feng was still held in his palm, and he was already dying. He could only breathe out but not in. His eyes were staring blankly, and he might die at any moment.
Lin Jingchen's mountain-like body ran in the cave, and Du Feng, who was held in his hand, let out a tragic scream.
The muscles on Du Feng's face twitched visibly, and cold sweat flowed from his temples, "Yes, yes, yes, what's the use of demon blood when a person is dead? Shoot, shoot quickly, kill him, kill..."
"What else can we do? There are no exceptions for the mutated half-demon. Kill them on the spot!"
"But what if he hasn't lost his mind?"
Only then did Yun Qiuce react and hurriedly came to Yun Qi, "Xiao Qi... what should we do now? Can Lin Jingchen be saved?"
He recovered quickly and seemed not to be injured at all.
Lin Jingchen raised his head again and stood up with difficulty. Then everyone saw that the bullet was squeezed out of his knee. At the same time, bullets were falling from the places where other parts of his body had been shot. The bullet holes were automatically closed, and the fluid that flowed out was
The blood flows back in.
"Don't give orders yet, Director Hu, he is my friend."
"Master, if we don't shoot, we will be dead. What's the use of having self-healing ability after death!" the leader of the man in black said tremblingly.
"Wait a minute," Yun Qi ran out, her little chest heaving violently, she was too tired from running, and her little face was flushed.
…
With a loud bang, the cave was pushed open by a violent force. Bureau 49 personnel quickly retreated. Lin Jingchen's huge body was revealed in the exploding rocks, as well as his face, which flashed a strange red light and was covered with demonic patterns.
Lin Jingchen pinched Du Feng up with one hand. Du Feng's nose and ears instantly started to bleed. His legs were struggling hard and he made a difficult sound in his throat:
"Little master, little fairy, help me, I am a human life..."
Hu Ju narrowed his beautiful fox eyes, raised his chin towards Lin Jingchen, and motioned to Yun Qi to see for himself.
The more he said this, the hand that Yun Qi had already drawn on the talisman dropped.
Outside the cave, officers from the 49th Bureau hurriedly arrived, fully armed and carrying special monster-catching tools.
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"Ah-ah!"
Director Hu hurriedly got out of the car, narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Jingchen who was surrounded by team members, "A second-generation half-demon is indeed rare."
The murderous intent in Lin Jingchen's scarlet eyes slowly subsided, and the memory fragments about that woman surged up again.
On the hill-like body, the muscle lines are clear and clear, showing a simple and rough strength.
He opened his mouth with difficulty and made no sound, but made an almost imperceptible mouth shape:
"Xiaoqi!"
Lin Jingchen was being surrounded by team members, with wounds everywhere on his body. His scarlet eyes were full of boiling murderous intent. He glanced at him abruptly and was attracted by a pair of waving hands. His eyes rested on Yun Qi for a moment.
Lin Jingchen roared angrily, his silver-white scales sparkling, and then he carried Du Feng and escaped from the cave.
"That's because these people killed his mother, but just now in the cave, with so many of us there, he didn't attack us."
"But he has gone berserk and there is no hope." Li Bai crossed his arms and shook his head sadly.
She stood on tiptoes and waved her little hands vigorously.
From behind, Zhang Hao, Yun Qiuce and the expedition team members all chased him.
The traveling friends and villagers gathered outside the cave were all driven outside, but there were still many people who liked to watch the excitement climbed up the trees, stood on the mountain and looked over, and some even took pictures with their mobile phones.
"Who got rid of him?" Yun Qiuce asked subconsciously.
"Yes, I was right next to him when he ran away, and he didn't hurt me." Zhang Hao shouted loudly.
"Brother Jingchen, I am Xiaoqi, do you still remember me?"
Yun Qi was overjoyed and landed on the ground. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Hu Situation sinking like water, "Don't waste any more time, kill him on the spot!"
I found that writing stories about monsters is not scary at all, but writing about ghosts is terribly scary.
Sure enough, people are still most afraid of others.