Chapter 62 After all, I'm not a devil
The woman pulled out sharp metal scissors and made a move in an instant.
Before the shooter could react, the sharp scissors flashed with a cold light and cut open his face.
The others were also frightened by this sudden scene, and they took out their pistols and aimed at the body of the woman who was rifted.
It was not until this time that they realized that the person they met was not the one who was not the one who was there!
Judging from her appearance, she is clearly the rift girl often mentioned in urban legends!
However, can conventional physical attacks hurt the rift girl?
This battle is basically a crushing game.
Under the attack of the Rift Girl, these extremely powerful people had only numb scalps and were extremely frightened.
Even after realizing that the situation was not right, these people put away their pistols without thinking and ran quickly, trying to escape from the villa.
But just as they tried their best to rush to the door of the villa, a ball of flame swallowed the door and quickly spread to the ceiling, walls, and floors.
The supernatural atmosphere is greatly rendered with a picture that cannot be explained by scientifically.
"Ahhhhhh!"
"Ahhhhhh!"
"Ahhhh!"
The thugs who have always been well-trained make pig-killing screams one after another.
Because in their enlarged pupils, the reflected things are not just fire.
Amid the fire, a woman turned into a change, with her mouth rising, and a strange and scattering laughter appeared.
However, what they couldn't understand the most was.
The fire was obviously fast, but there was no burning feeling at all.
Instead, they felt that the temperature around them was decreasing at an unprecedented rate.
It's like being in the snow and ice.
But all this is just the beginning.
The ceiling, walls, carpets, sofas, or other furniture in the villa hall float out afterimages, becoming real in the vicinity.
After a few breaths, these extremely powerful people were surrounded by countless ghosts.
In terms of their situation, this should be a despair that has never been seen before.
Even if you keep firing, the bullets will only pass through the bodies of those ghosts and cannot cause substantial damage.
This is even more so when slashing a short knife.
Before the evil ghost could even take his life, someone was already scared to death by the scene in front of him.
His facial features were extremely distorted and he foamed at the mouth.
Amberchuan, who was observing this scene in the room, was always looking forward to some extraordinary power among them.
However, until the end, no extraordinary power appeared.
The streets around the villa are also surprisingly quiet.
Except for the driver who looked a little nervous and nervous.
There is no other situation.
No extraordinary.
Amberchuan frowned slightly, which was different from what he imagined.
Could it be...
There are really people in this world who think that a gun can solve everything?
Or was it on the premise that Hoshino exposed his extraordinary power?
If this is true, then they are too brainless, right?
After thinking about it, Amberchuan still couldn't figure out the logic behind it.
Didn’t the person who planned all this calculate?
"Bring that person here."
After thinking about it carefully, Amberchuan simply asked the woman to bring the remaining leader here.
In any case, Amberchuan did not solve these people out of interest.
First of all, I want to test whether there is extraordinary things in them.
Because once people reach a desperate situation, their strong desire to survive will definitely make them use all means.
If there is something with extraordinary power, it is impossible not to use it.
Secondly, these people broke into the villa, which was equivalent to touching the reverse scales on Amberchuan's body.
It has nothing to do with good or evil, justice, or anything else.
If they were asked to leave here, these people would definitely know that there were a large number of supernatural existences in their villa.
You know, Amberchuan’s goal is not to become a superhero or a saint.
He just earned horror points as much as possible without hurting innocent people.
but……
This does not mean that he is a rude person.
Once someone touches his bottom line.
Once someone touches his reverse scale.
No one can kill decisively!
otherwise……
Do you want to tell the whole world that I have raised a lot of supernatural beings at home, so come and investigate me?
Stop kidding.
He is the boss behind the scenes.
Not Batman.
Then, Amberchuan exchanged a Prajna mask from a small auxiliary mall to hide his true appearance and breath.
"I only ask all the questions once. If you answer slowly or make me dissatisfied, I will take one of your organs."
"Well, in general, you have a few mistake-tolerant opportunities."
Amberchuan's voice was quiet.
After the woman cut her face with a crack
After hearing the screams of his companions like slaughtering pigs.
After witnessing the scene of his companion being scary.
This man had long lost his previous arrogance. He trembled with his voice and body, and knelt in front of Amberchuan. His pants were wet and his cheeks were even more burning.
A handful of snot and tears were revealed.
"My name is Yamamoto Kuya, it is the Black Dragon Society..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt an unprecedented pain spread from inside and out, twitching his body and falling to the ground.
His spleen was directly pulled out by Amberchuan.
"I asked, you can only say it."
Ambergawa threw Yamamoto's spleen to a ghost.
For many ghosts, human organs are quite delicious food.
It took Yamamoto a while to gradually endure the pain, and at the same time he saw the scene of his spleen being eaten by ghosts.
Despair enveloped him like a dark cloud, and a large number of fear burst out from him.
"Please, please go around me, I will say everything..."
As soon as he started, Yamamoto pounced on the ground again, his whole body twitching and foaming at his mouth.
This time, Amberchuan twitched his kidneys and threw them to the ghost.
And this time, Amberchuan didn't say a word.
After these two confrontations, Yamamoto's heart also completely understood.
Although Amberchuan, wearing a Prajna mask, looks the most human among these ghosts, he is among these ghosts.
The cruelest and most vicious one!
When Yamamoto calmed down some emotions again, he didn't even say a single word.
Like a robot, waiting for Amberchuan's question.
"Don't worry, after all, I'm not a demon. As long as your answer satisfies me, I can let you go."
Amberchuan paused, this routine of despair first and then giving hope.
It can achieve certain results no matter when.
"Who sent you here, and what would the black dragon you mentioned?"
Yamamoto swallowed his saliva nervously, endured the pain from his body, and began to tell the whole story in all matters.
The so-called Black Dragon Society is actually a very famous Jidao Group in Tokyo.
Chapter completed!