RNP Page 47
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Kong Xiaolong sneered and said:
"Wang Dawei, are you trying to say that I wasn't beaten to death by you?"
Wang Dawei felt as if something was blocking his throat.
His eyes widened, and he stammered, "You... are you a human or a ghost?"
Kong Xiaolong laughed mockingly, "What do you think? Am I a human or a ghost?"
Wang Dawei took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner fear.
He suddenly pulled out a black pistol, pointed it at Kong Xiaolong, and said in a stern voice:
"I don't care if you're human or ghost, I'm going to make you die again today!"
"I'm more ferocious than a ghost!"
Before he finished speaking, he pulled the trigger.
Unexpectedly, the bullet hit Kong Xiaolong.
It's like hitting steel; it has no effect whatsoever.
"how so?!"
Wang Dawei's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
His voice changed tone, and he urgently commanded:
"Shoot them! Shoot them now!"
Upon hearing the order, the henchmen around him trembled with fear.
But he still gritted his teeth and raised the gun.
In an instant, all the dark gun barrels were pointed at Kong Xiaolong.
Kong Xiaolong, however, acted as if nothing had happened.
He even smiled and opened his arms!
It was like embracing an impending bullet.
"To tell you the truth, I am now an employee of Pawnshop No. 8."
"Therefore, I am immortal."
As his words fell.
Deafening gunshots rang out in the empty underground parking garage.
Countless bullets flew toward Kong Xiaolong with a whistling sound.
But it seemed to be blocked by something invisible?
None of them could get close to his body.
Kong Xiaolong stood there, motionless, letting the bullets fly around him.
He exuded a strong demonic aura.
They looked like demons who had walked out of hell.
"You, what kind of monster are you?"
Wang Dawei's voice trembled.
Kong Xiaolong in front of me was surrounded by surging demonic energy.
Like a demon descending from the darkness.
Kong Xiaolong gave a cold laugh, ignoring the question:
"Since you are all sinful."
"Then congratulations on meeting me."
"Contribute your souls to my boss."
His sinister laughter echoed in the empty underground parking garage.
As the demonic energy surged, it seemed as if countless evil spirits were cheering.
Those drug cartels.
They were already terrified out of their wits.
They fled in all directions, trying to escape this terrifying demon.
However, they were fast, but Kong Xiaolong's demonic energy was even faster.
The churning demonic energy seemed to have a life of its own.
It transformed into wisps of black smoke, rushing out in all directions.
Those who were caught let out a scream.
Then it felt as if all the blood had been drained from them.
They became withered corpses.
It wasn't until Kong Xiaolong withdrew his demonic energy and looked at the corpses scattered on the ground that he realized what was happening.
There was not a trace of pity on his face.
These people are the embodiment of evil; they deserve to die.
Just then, a black hole appeared out of nowhere.
It emitted an eerie light, as if it could devour everything.
The souls within all the corpses were sucked into that black hole.
Accompanied by a series of shrill screams.
Those souls vanished without a trace in the black hole.
The black hole slowly disappeared only after it had absorbed all the souls.
Kong Xiaolong grinned maliciously: "You're out of luck this time."
"It seems there's no need to hand over this evidence."
With a gentle squeeze, the evidence in his hand turned to ashes and scattered in the wind.
Kong Xiaolong turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness.
All that remained were corpses strewn across the ground and a chaotic underground parking garage.
Chapter Thirty-Nine: Special Task Force: It Wasn't Darker's Feat, All-Access: The Wind and King Families' Spirit Binding and General Dispatch
The next morning.
The underground parking garage then welcomed a group of special guests.
The members of the task force wore serious and solemn expressions.
I stepped into this place, which was like a living hell.
Inside the garage, the dim lights barely illuminated the surroundings.
An indescribable, fishy stench filled the air.
What came into view were rows of shriveled corpses.
Their faces were contorted, as if they had endured unimaginable suffering before their deaths.
The strangeness of these corpses.
Even the experienced members of the task force couldn't help but frown.
Luo Fei looked around and said in a deep voice, "Liang Yin, how did they die?"
Liang Yin squatted down, carefully examined a corpse, and then shook her head, saying:
"I don't know. From my many years of experience in this industry!"
"Their time of death should not have been more than ten hours."
“But…” She paused abruptly, her brow furrowing slightly.
"Their bodies had already turned into mummies."
"It's like having your flesh and blood sucked out instantly by something."
Luo Fei frowned even more deeply.
He looked at Zeng Rihua and asked, "Have you found any information about these people?"
Zeng Rihua, holding the notebook, said:
"Based on my investigation, these people should be members of a drug trafficking cartel."
"However, no conclusive evidence has been found yet."
"So the anti-drug team has not taken any action."
He paused, then continued:
“I also checked the surrounding surveillance footage.”
"They did arrive here last night."
"And then I don't know what happened."
"Because the security cameras in the underground parking garage are all broken, so..."
Yin Jian then walked over and said:
“I carefully examined the area and found some messy footprints.”
"They must have been chasing someone at the time."
"But the situation seems to have reversed, and they were ultimately defeated."
Mu Jianyun frowned slightly: