Super Detective in the Fictional World

Although Sloan is black, the contrast between blood and skin is not obvious.

But there was indeed no blood flowing out of the bullet holes, but a smoky mist was sprayed out.

Sloan's movement didn't seem to be affected, but instead flew faster.

No physical damage?

Luke flashed the thought in his head. With both guns away from his hands, he wiped his hands across his waist, and the two sabers were pulled out.

At this point the two were close at hand, and Sloan's Mauser pistol shot empty.

I saw him throw away the Mauser pistol, grabbed it with a slap in his face, and yelled in his mouth, "It actually made me use my hole cards, you go to death!"

Uh ~

Luke and him crossed in an instant, and a series of dull cutting sounds sounded.

Sloan turned sharply, his face full of shock and anger: "Impossible. How could you be so strong!"

Where the voice fell, more than a dozen wounds on his upper body spewed a lot of black mist, covering most of his body.

Luke turned back, too, with no smile on his face, a thoughtful look: the smell of this black mist seemed to be an old acquaintance.

Even ordinary people can smell the strong sulfur and rancid smell from this black mist.

So, how could it smell like the old monster of Mephisto?

Looking at Sloan's face and body opposite, there was a faint twist, and it seemed to turn into black mist.

Luke swooped up again, turning his saber into two groups of light, covering Sloan's upper body.

Even though Sloan was only cut by dozens of knives, he still didn't choose to defend. A pair of fists slammed in the rain, his actions were old and skillful, and he turned out to be a close-handed master.

The big boss of the Mutual Aid Society, the old man who seems to be entering the coffin, is the fist, not the gun?

This is so special. Niu is better than heaven.

Thinking of it this way, an extra layer of invisible and colorless material was added to the two sabers in Luke's hand.

Primary Annihilation is launched.

Huh!

Once again, Sloan, who scored dozens of knives in a second, lost his former momentum, made a terrible noise, and rolled on the ground.

Just now, two sabers were attached to the primary obliteration by Luke,

At the moment when the two sides staggered, Sloan's two arms and two legs left the house without hesitation.

Originally thinking that he was hiding deeply, the world's invincible, he immediately rushed to the street.

At this moment Sloan, his heart is broken.

This ability to invalidate physical and elemental damage was a gift he received from the Destiny Loom after all his hard work.

This ability is so scary and so practical.

Relying on it, Sloan escaped from mortal despair several times.

The big boss behind the mutual aid association and the father of the gold master are very powerful, but still can't bypass him to control the mutual aid society because he has this terrible ability.

There was only one tentative attempt by the opponent, and he didn't learn that he didn't say it, but he was revengeed twice.

Sloan didn't directly kill Golden Master's father, he just killed the top master's portable bodyguard.

Afterwards, everyone was fine.

He continues to control the Mutual Aid Society, and the father of the gold can only use money to instruct the killers.

The relationship between the two parties is closer than employment, but it is definitely not a master-slave.

Because of this ability, Sloan quietly learned a variety of fighting techniques from the beginning with a gun, and later made himself an extremely powerful killing machine at both ends.

The physical damage is invalid, and his physical energy burst has no duration limit.

The other members of the mutual aid association would be easily killed by him, so no one would dare to resist him.

However, the use of damage and ineffectiveness comes at a price, and it takes time to prepare.

Sloan knew that the price would be terrible, and he would never use it if he could not use it. Therefore, he allowed his men to be killed continuously, but he did not take any action.

So when Luke killed those men, he could bear it.

Just kill Luke, a powerful opponent, and lose some of his men.

There is money and resources in the father of the gold master. Reserve talents are recruited to train for three or five years, and a name killer will appear, and the mutual aid society will be able to recover again.

And watching the battle between his men and Luke, he was sure he could kill this crazy guy.

When the killer died, he knew he wouldn't do it.

Even if there are dozens of guarding magpies outside, they are just a bunch of native chickens and dogs against the night devil John.

When you do it yourself, the first half is exactly the same as what Sloan imagined.

Luke's bullets had no effect on him, and he replaced them with two sabers, but he was just dying.

The spray of black mist would soon return to his body, and he would be unharmed at that time.

Many powerful enemies, after seeing this situation, collapsed and fled directly.

He decided to take a thunderbolt, grab the troublemaker, and slowly torture him to death before venting the anger of his killing.

Those name killers are very useful tools. He really has a little pain when he is dead.

But for the second time, the short soldiers met. No, it should be that Luke unilaterally cut short soldiers, and Sloan was unlucky.

After being sacrificed by the primary annihilation, he easily cut his limbs.

But this time, no black mist sprayed from his wounds, as if there was something enclosed there, even the removed limbs remained the same, scattered around.

Not only that, the original woundless ability would be greatly reduced after the injury, but now the wound is more painful than being corroded by sulfuric acid.

Sloan screamed and struggled on the ground, his eyes full of disbelief and fear: "No, this is impossible. Why is this so?"

What about God's undead body? What about limb regeneration? What about pain? He had all these thoughts in his heart, and even physical pain could not suppress these questions.

Luke closed his knife and scabbard, too lazy to care about the old guy.

Sloan, who had lost his limbs, was just the old fat sheep on the chopping board.

Picking up the two MP7s that were thrown away from the ground, he quickly replaced the magazines and rushed out of the factory building.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

A sound of gunfire sounded, and the guards' calls were mixed with surprise.

Then the sound of gunfire became sparse, shouts quickly disappeared, and finally there was silence outside.

Then Luke returned.

Sloan is trying to move ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The body is squirming like a maggot, and is fleeing to a certain passageway.

He walked expressionlessly, flicking his sword and flying.

Huh!

Duang!

Sloan froze, his eyes slowly moved down, and he saw his chest, lower abdomen ... and then the bottom was gone.

The lower part of the lower abdomen had been kicked by Luke over ten meters away.

With severe pain, he mourned again.

Luke did not go back to the deep part of the factory building, his mouth cocked up: you can escape without hands and legs, I really think that having abdominal muscles is great! Cut your waist off and see how you can't jump!

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