Super Dimensional Martial Immortal

  Chapter 403 Abnormal

  next day

  A certain street in the eastern part of the city was completely blocked, and the faces of the policemen who came in and out were sinking, and some rookies even covered their mouths and retched.

   "Where is Wu Zuo? Why haven't you come yet?"

   "It's coming soon."

   "The Lord of Suffering will be here soon. [Bliss Palace] last night there were many princes from aristocratic families having fun. Is it okay for their family members to see the scene inside?"

   "Uh...boss, they are all broken into rotten meat and mixed together. Wu Zuo is not a god...how can we separate them?"

  Hearing the muttering of his subordinates, the strong man in the head glared and opened his mouth to scold, but after thinking about it, his face collapsed in frustration.

   "You have to try, put it all together, maybe you can make up a few whole corpses..."

   "Good guy, ten people put together one person, boss, do you think you are playing with building blocks?"

   "Riding horse, do you think you are very humorous?"

   Just when the strong man was pulling his subordinate's hair and preparing to reward him with a few iron fists, a middle-aged man with a sullen and lifeless face hurried over.

   "Wang Wuzuo, you are here!"

  Seeing the middle-aged man from a distance, the strong man quickly let go of his subordinates and greeted him attentively.

   "Well, what's going on inside?"

  The skinny and short middle-aged man nodded, passed the strong man, and walked straight to the magnificent "nightclub".

  Without the slightest sullenness of being underestimated, the strong man followed behind him step by step, reporting in a low voice like a subordinate.

   "Last night, a murderer who didn't know where came from, single-handedly entered the [Bliss Hall] and slaughtered more than 700 people in the hall."

   "Huh? Are you sure there's only one person?"

   "It is confirmed that the confessions of several survivors are consistent, and according to the restoration of the scene, there is indeed only one trace of existence from the beginning to the end."

   "No one noticed such a big movement? Are all the people in [Elysium Pavilion] pigs?"

   "Uh...the other party moved too fast. It probably didn't take more than ten minutes from the beginning to the end. Most of the people in the museum didn't expect to be attacked at all, and they were shot to death when they met."

   "And the prisoner's path of action is very particular, starting from the top floor and sweeping down, killing all the way to the lobby before being discovered."

   Speaking of this, the strong man shook his head with emotion.

"But it was too late at this time. After killing all the people in the lobby, the prisoner blocked the entrance of the underground casino. There were more than 400 gamblers and employees in it. In the end, only three survived. The entire [Elysium Hall] was taken by him A person is completely wiped out..."

   At this time, several people had skillfully crossed the blockade and entered the magnificent lobby of the "Nightclub".

  But the lobby, which was originally dominated by gold and silver tones, was completely covered in cruel bright red, and the pungent smell of blood made the strong man frown slightly.

  However, the lifeless Wang Wuzuo took a deep breath instead, and a faint light appeared in the depths of his gloomy eyes, carefully observing the hellish murder scene.

  The authority of the rank was quietly released, and many clues that others could not observe were projected in his mind, gradually restoring the whole process of the crime.

   "What a fierce murderer, he slaughtered all the people in the lobby with almost one face-to-face, and even the guards didn't react."

   "Yes, there have been two legendary warriors sitting in the lobby of [Bliss Palace] for a long time, but their deaths are no different from others. It is not easy for us to change the guy who suspects this time..."

  Wang Yuzuo narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the strong man's meaningful and heavy words.

   "How simple is it?"

   "Mythical warrior."

   "Myth?"

   "Yes, and it is a mythical warrior who has fallen ill. According to the survivors, the guy's mental state is obviously a little crazy."

   "Hmm...myth disease?"

  Looking around, Wang Wuzuo was noncommittal, and walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

   But the raised footsteps were hanging on the first step, and the gloomy eyes were fixed on the steps under his feet, and he did not step on it for a long time.

   "Wang Wuzuo, did you find any problems?"

   "It's a little strange, I can only see the traces of him going downstairs, but I can't see him going upstairs...Forget it, let's go through his trajectory first..."

   Stepping on their feet, a few people quickly reached the top floor of the entire building. The luxurious and spacious top floor was completely opened up, and the entire floor belonged to a "private room".

  However, everyone's attention was not attracted by the decoration of the carved beams and paintings, but stared at a limp corpse.

   "The personal guard of the third son of the Liu family, Liu Hao, a peak sixth-rank martial artist, is only one step away from being promoted to the myth."

   Noticing that Wang Yuzuo, who was squatting next to the corpse, was frowning more and more, the strong man bent over and introduced him in a low voice.

   "But that's the kind of existence that can't even fight back after being hit by someone..."

  Looking at the dying Liu Hao and the seething hole in his chest that was as big as a bowl, the strong man swallowed, as if he could feel the despair before his death.

  Peak sixth-level warriors will never die so aggrieved against ordinary seventh-level myths, and even non-combat myths must be guarded against being approached by him!

  Only a mythical warrior with the same path can be so cruel, crushing him to death like an ant!

   "Hmm...so fast..."

  Fingertips stroked the broken bone stubble, and Wang Yuzuo's palm slightly penetrated into the chest cavity of the corpse, touching the warm and greasy internal organs fragments, all five fingers glowed with mysterious light.

   "What's even more frightening is that the combat sense of the sixth-level martial artist has no warning, which shows that the enemy is crushing in terms of personality and divinity..."

   "Indeed, the only one who can do this is a mythical warrior, and a mythical warrior who has turned on [Sensitivity Pass]!"

  Withdrawing his hand, Wang Yuzuo nodded as if realizing something.

   "This also explains why there is no trace of him coming up the stairs. He is a jumping space, and he appeared directly in front of this warrior named Liu Hao from the first floor."

  His cold eyes moved on the floor, and soon Wang Yuzuo found the original footprints, and followed the clues to reshape the incident.

   "Traveling through time and space, killing him with one blow, the protective energy of a sixth-level martial artist can't even block it for a moment, so is [Power Off] still on?"

  Following the prisoner's footprints step by step, Wang Yuzuo's brows became more and more furrowed. He found that the whole killing process did not exceed five seconds, and a peak sixth-level martial artist was silently pinched to death on the spot!

Then…

   Lifting his foot and kicking, Wang Yuzuo turned his eyes to the more **** and brutal room, and was instantly attracted by the only complete corpse.

   "Why did you leave this girl with a whole body? What's so special about her?"

   "Maybe it's because she came to [Bliss Hall] for the first time?"

"first?"

   "Well, she was called by a friend to the party last night, a little girl from an innocent family background."

   "..."

  Looking at the young and tender body lying naked in a pool of blood, Wang Wuzuo sighed faintly.

   "Create a crime..."

   Immediately, he calmed down, got up and left.

  Seeing this, the strong man quickly called him to stop, pointing to the thick pieces of meat on the ground: "That...Wang Wuzuo, can you restore these young masters...um..."

  Stopping his steps, he instantly understood the meaning of the strong man. Wang Yuzuo looked around at the flesh and blood on the ground, his face was confused, and he stared at the strong man with a look of looking at a fool.

   "Where did you come from?"

   "Uh... it's a bit fragmented, there should have been more than 20 people..."

   "Encoffining is not going back in time, it's all mixed together, how can I restore it?"

   "..."

  What should I do then?

   Do I want to tell the sufferer that your son died "evenly"?

   It is recommended that the family shovel a tank back, anyway, it is almost the same?

   He rubbed the center of his brows in pain. Before the strong man could figure out how to deal with the coming storm, a group of ladies in gold and silver came rushing in howling.

   "Son! My son..."

   After entering, they were staggered by the horrible smell of blood, but the women quickly suppressed their discomfort, and instantly surrounded the striking strong man.

   "Captain Li! Where's my son? Where's my son?!"

   Feeling surrounded by a group of red-eyed hungry wolves, the strong man scratched his head and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

   "It's all... all here."

   "Ah? What do you mean? Where is my son?"

   "Well... your sons are everywhere."

  Following Li Butou's gaze and seeing the blood and flesh in the room, the women who were stunned for a few seconds gradually came to their senses, then rolled their eyes and passed out directly.

  …………

   After finally arranging the fainted ladies, Li Butou went all the way downstairs, and finally found Wang Wuzuo in the lobby of the underground casino.

  The "view" here is not much better than that upstairs, but because of the wider space, it is not impossible to find a place to step down.

  Standing up from a corpse with burst bones and deformed limbs, Wang Wuzuo looked around the hall, with a trace of confusion in his brows.

"strangeness…"

   "Wang Wuzuo, have you found any clues yet?"

   Li Butou approached him and asked cautiously.

"The other party barely concealed anything. They rushed in through the main entrance, slaughtered the entire [Bliss Pavilion], and then swaggered away from the main entrance. The whole process did not exceed five minutes. Among the more than 700 people who died, there were many extraordinary people, many of whom were in the legendary realm. Strong ones, but not even one who issued a warning!"

   "Uh... what's the problem? Isn't it normal for a mythical warrior to come close and have no time to warn?"

   Casting Li Butou a disgusted look, Wu Zuoyouyou explained.

"You think of mythical warriors too miraculously. They are indeed invincible, but they are mainly strong in combat power, so that people can't even ask for help... I suspect that there was a magic master helping him in the dark. Block perception..."

   "Two people? Two myths?!"

   Taking a deep breath, Catcher Li suddenly felt his scalp go numb.

  A mythical martial artist is enough to make people frightened, but with a mythical mage, the destructive power of the combination of the two is not as simple as one plus one!

   "Not necessarily, maybe it is the effect of some kind of secret treasure, take me to see those few survivors, by the way, how did they survive?"

   "Even they themselves don't know how to survive, maybe that monster killed enough..."

   Li Tantou shook his head with a wry smile, and brought Zuo Zuo to a room not far away.

  The four survivors were fidgeting and pacing back and forth. When they heard the sound of the door opening, they were like frightened birds. They immediately shrank into a corner and shivered together.

   "Don't be afraid, this is Wang Yuzuo of the yamen, he wants to ask you something."

  The lifeless eyes, gloomy temperament, and dry appearance, just looking at Wang Yuzuo's "respect", the four of them felt a little tight in their lower bodies.

   "What does that person look like?"

  Ignoring their impolite reactions, Wang Wu asked straight to the point.

  "He is one foot tall, with a thick back, and his fist is bigger than a casserole, but his speed is so fast that he can't see clearly. Anyone touched by him will be blown into pieces..."

   After a few seconds, a person dared to answer, but when he recalled the scene at that time, he still couldn't help showing deep fear in his eyes.

   "Sure enough, it's Beng Jin, but this kind of power-generating technique is not considered advanced. Mythical warriors must know it..."

   Covering his mouth and pondering for a few seconds, Wang Wuzuo continued to ask.

   "What else? Do you remember his appearance?"

   "Of course I remember, it's fierce! It's scary!"

   "What does the specific facial features look like?"

"Well…"

  Looking at each other, the four surviving people all saw a trace of confusion in each other's eyes.

  Obviously remember what it looks like, but when you think about it carefully, the memory seems to be covered with a layer of tulle, and you can't see clearly at all!

   Seeing them like this, Wang Yuzuo vaguely understood something, got up and left without hesitation.

   "Wang Wuzuo...wait for me!"

   Li Butou led his subordinates to catch up quickly, and they quickly walked out of the building and came to the street outside.

  The smell of blood dissipated, breathing the fresh air outside, Li Butou let out a long sigh of relief.

   "Mythical warrior, one foot tall, muscular build, violent style, suspected to have opened the [Li] [Min] pun, I probably sketched out the portrait of the prisoner... No, I always feel that something is wrong..."

  Hearing Wang Yuzuo muttering to himself, the people around him were stunned.

   "Is there something wrong?"

"There is no problem on the surface. The martial artist affected by the mythical disease lost control and went crazy, and slaughtered the [Elysium Pavilion] insanely, but the process of his actions is too silky and delicate, which is a subtle contradiction with his brutal and rough style. .”

   As he spoke, Wang Yuzuo looked back at the few people and murmured meaningfully.

   "If you put aside the cruel and brutal killing methods and just look at his action process, you don't think there is a sense of beauty in the flow."

"Well…"

  As soon as this remark came out, everyone's eyelids jumped.

  Yeah, without a single unnecessary movement, the silent death engulfed the entire building like quicksilver, the whole process was silent, cruel and evil.

   Pupils shrank slightly, Li Butou subconsciously whispered.

   "You are suspicious, someone intentionally..."

   The words that came out of his mouth came to an abrupt end, and Catcher Li quickly covered his mouth, for fear that disaster would come out of his mouth.

   "Whoever benefits, who is the most suspected, once the [Elysium Hall] falls, the other venues in the city will be happy..."

   "However, the shareholders behind them are the same family, so it is logically impossible to do such a thing, let alone..."

   After a pause, Wang Wuzuo suddenly felt a chill, and looked back at the gorgeous and coquettish thorn flowers on the plaque of [Bliss Hall], lowered his head in fear, and dared not say those words.

"what else?"

   "It's nothing, I just feel that the prisoner shouldn't be as rough and reckless as he behaves."

   "What should that look like?"

  "Elegant, calm, with everything in the palm of your hand..."

  While speaking, Wang Yuzuo's eyes suddenly noticed a handsome young man in white clothes sipping fine wine by the window on the third floor opposite him.

  The two sides looked at each other, and the young man toasted gracefully, respecting each other from a distance.

  In an instant, dense cold sweat soaked Wang Yuzuo's vest.

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  (end of this chapter)