When the bespectacled girl saw him, she immediately frowned, covered her mouth and nose, and said in disgust:

"Oh God, the man is here, full of male hormones...it smells so good."

The black girl with tattoos was also extremely arrogant and shouted at Yan Qingyang from a distance:

"Hey, White Ghost Auror, drive your shabby car and get away quickly. We don't need the intervention of your little toothpick here. It's too thin, you know."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk~"

Yan Qingyang shook his head and laughed, "It's really unfriendly."

While laughing, he snatched the bespectacled girl's pistol, pointed it between her eyebrows, and shot her.

The woman fell to the ground and died instantly.

Then Yan Qingyang returned to the car, stepped on the accelerator and crashed into the black woman who was stunned by the corner.

"You lunatic from Omaiga!"

When the woman saw this, she screamed and hurriedly ran down the street.

How can a person's legs be compared with a motor vehicle?

That's why she ran for more than ten meters when Yan Qingyang caught up with her car and knocked her to the ground.

Then, Yan Qingyang laughed and drove the car, crushing her back and forth, until the black woman was crushed until she could no longer see her human form and then stopped.

Coincidentally, the phone in the car rang again:

"Jerry Auror, please report the status of the case."

"It's been taken care of."

Yan Qingyang picked up the phone and said with a smile, "These two people will never shoot each other with guns in the street again, I promise."

"OK." The other end of the phone praised, "Jerry Auror, your case handling efficiency is very efficient, which is good.

By the way, the headquarters just received another reporting call.

They say there are some Mexican guys selling pills outside the Crystal Lake Hotel, about four miles away from where you are. Go and warn them."

"OK, I'm very happy." Yan Qingyang put down the phone with a smile, turned the steering wheel and slowly left, leaving only two bloody corpses lying on the ground.

after a while.

Four miles away, in the back alley of the Crystal Lake Hotel.

In the damp and narrow alley, corpses were already lying on the ground.

There were only two 'lucky ones' paralyzed in the corner, hanging on for breath.

"What am I going to do with you two?"

Yan Qingyang stood in front of two old Mo's, one fat and one thin, stroking his chin and said.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "Yes."

Yan Qingyang looked at one of them, the fat old Mo, and his voice suddenly became deep and strange:

"After accepting my order, all your life potential will be stimulated, and your body and strength will increase tenfold."

Buzz——

Suddenly, the fat old Mo, who was covered in blood, turned pale as a sheet.

However, his physique and condition strangely doubled several times, and he jumped up from the ground as if he had received ten injections of stimulants and stood firmly on the ground.

This weird scene shocked another skinny old Mo not far away so much that his eyes were as big as bells.

"very good."

At this moment, Yan Qingyang spoke again, "Now..."

He looked at Fat Old Mo, who had empty eyes: "Use your head to explode his penis, use all your strength."

When he said this, Yan Qingyang pointed his finger at the thin old Mo lying on the ground.

Thin Old Mo: "???"

"Walterfuck!" the old Mo shouted in great horror, "What the hell are you talking about?!"

But as soon as he said this, Fat Old Mo ran up to him and slapped him hard in the face.

Thin old Mo fainted and fell to the ground.

Then... Fat Old Mo started to take off his pants.

Yan Qingyang, on the other hand, had already turned around and walked out of the alley.

However, he did not sit back in the car immediately, but stood there and waited quietly for a while.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Suddenly, a scream full of pain and despair came from deep in the alley behind Yan Qingyang.

"Ah oh God! Help... ah help me... help ah ah ah!!"

As time went by, the screams became louder and louder, and the emotions became more and more intense.

Finally, after reaching a level, the screams turned into roars, then into wails, and then into cries.

After just a few minutes, there were no more screams and cries, only the terrifying sounds of tearing flesh and bones and shattering bones could be heard faintly.

"Perfect~"

After listening to all this, Yan Qingyang sighed with admiration in a low voice, bent down and got into the car, stepped on the accelerator and left slowly.

But just as Yan Qingyang was preparing to complete his next mission, an all-black vehicle with the word "FBI" on it stopped in front of him.

"Hello, Mr. Daxi Wang."

An agent in a suit quickly stepped out of the black car. With a very respectful smile, he walked to Yan Qingyang's car window with utmost humility, bent down and said sincerely:

"On behalf of the Molijian Baimo Palace, I would like to extend my highest greetings to you.

At the same time, Commander Morijian wants to invite you to dinner and have a deep talk with you, you see..."

"I don't like eating."

Yan Qingyang looked the detective up and down and said with a smile, "I like killing people."

The detective was so shocked by his strange gaze that he broke into a cold sweat. He tried his best to hold back the fear in his heart and said with a smile:

"Then...then, the leading student of Tatong wants to hold a wonderful killing show for you. Look...look..."
Chapter completed!