"Do you need anything else?"

The tone of the originally peaceful voice began to lengthen, but it kept trembling.

It's like scratching a fingernail on a blackboard.

It gives me goosebumps all over my body.

What's even more frightening is that with such a sound, the man who calls himself Jiro makes a snapping sound on his neck. Then, under Hui Lijing's gaze, the head of the man who calls himself Jiro snaps to the side.

Drooping, as if about to fall.

That ferocious smile, which was already stained with blood, became even more terrifying at this moment.

but

call!

Hui Lijing breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought she was going to encounter something terrible.

The result is something like a moving corpse.

Although it is a bit bloody, it is not unacceptable, even at this time, the man who calls himself Jiro keeps shouting without meaning from the mouth.

"Ho, ho ho."

With such a voice, the man calling himself Jiro began to approach Hui Lijing.

"That's it?"

Seeing him staggering towards her like a zombie, Hui Lijing was completely relieved.

She raised her hand and picked up the lighter.

Snap.

After a crisp sound, flames appeared on the lighter.

Then, the ‘Destroying Spirit’ lifted up.

laugh!

call!

As the 'Destroyer Spirit' was pressed, a flame shot out, half a meter long, and instantly enveloped the upper body of the man who called himself Jiro.

"Ahhh!"

The screams suddenly broke the silent night.

The man whose body was half on fire began to stagger back.

Hui Lijing pressed forward step by step.

Just like when she stuffed cow dung into the mouths of those boys who called her 'Hachiku-sama'.

The only difference was that she was staring at the boys and letting them chew the cow dung and swallow it.

And now?

thump.

After the burning man fell to the ground, Hui Lijing raised her foot and stomped hard on the man's head.

Boots with thick soles and a steel plate sandwiched in the middle.

It can not only walk silently, but also effectively provide attack and defense power.

This is specially made by Hui Lijing.

Just like the leather jacket on her body.

If you cut it with a knife or the like, it won't break the skin at all.

Click!

There was a crisp sound.

The man who called himself Jiro lost his voice completely.

The already broken head was completely shattered.

Brains splashed around Hui Lijing's boots.

It was sticky enough to make ordinary people feel nauseous and vomiting, but for Hui Lijing, it was nothing at all. She didn't know how many times she had experienced things more disgusting than this.

If necessary, she would jump over the cesspit.

Then, I vomited for two days.

Not only did I not eat during those two days, I would vomit even if I drank water.

I could smell such a foul smell in my nose.

In the next six months, Hui Lijing completely refused curry rice.

Even now, I feel quite disgusted.

After shaking her boots casually to shake off the sticky substance, Hui Lijing shouted towards the hall

"Jason? Jason?"

"Master? Master?"

The sound is loud enough and travels far enough.

However, there was no response at all from the main hall.

No doubt about it!

The worst has happened!

What she is currently in should be a projection similar to 'Onigawa'.

This kind of projection is not terrible.

The scary thing is the people who create and lay out such projections.

I have seen Tsuchimikado Yuan and Hui Lijing before.

She is also very aware of how powerful the other party is.

She is no match at all.

Tread, tap!

Just when Hui Lijing was confused, a sound of footsteps came from behind her.

Behind you?

When Hui Lijing had this idea in her heart, her body was already moving.

Woo!

Lean your body forward and kick your feet back.

Such an attack is unwise, and the flaw is quite large. As long as you dodge the back kick, you can easily take the initiative, and such a dodge is not difficult.

Even, in some respects, it only takes an ordinary person with a little training to avoid it.

After all, such a blow is destined not to be too fast or too large in scope.

There is naturally a reason why the female detective who has been trained as a mercenary does this.

The back kick is fake.

The quicklime in your hand is real.

call!

A handful of white ash was blown away.

It formed a perfect semicircle, covering the entire area behind Hui Lijing.

But the expected screams did not come out.

Hui Lijing seemed to have expected this.

The swing of her back kicking leg increased, and immediately, the original back kick turned into a somersault.

At the same time, Hui Lijing took out her lighter again.

Snap!

call!

A flame from bottom to top appeared behind Hui Lijing, forming an arc-shaped cross with the semicircle formed by quicklime.

But, it still didn't work.

The footsteps were still getting closer.

Hui Lijing's heart tightened.
To be continued...