A terrifying and ominous atmosphere permeated the surroundings as the armed police fired wildly, unleashing a deluge of bullets.
Because the incident happened so suddenly, although Feng Qian had quickly cordoned off the scene and dispersed the surrounding crowd, a few people still watched from a distance after hearing the gunshots, and some even boldly took photos and recorded videos.
"What exactly is that?!"
A long-haired young man took a photo with his phone. After zooming in, he vaguely saw a humanoid monster, completely black, naked, and wielding a machete. He was so shocked that his eyes widened.
"Is it a mutant, an alien, or a monster?"
He imagined all sorts of things, and the more he read, the less courage he had to continue, fearing he might get caught up in some troublesome situation and be invited for questioning.
But he couldn't suppress his curiosity and wanted to see who would prevail between modern weaponry and monsters. After a moment's hesitation, he decided to stay and continue watching the spectacle with his phone.
"Bang--"
A loud gunshot rang out in the distance, and a bullet struck the wrist of the hand holding the knife in Luo Dian's hand.
These are no ordinary bullets; they are large-caliber anti-tank sniper rounds.
Physical attacks cannot harm the Fierce Ghost, but Luo Dian is not Fierce Ghost; the knife in his hand is the true form of the spirit, and he himself is merely the wielder of the knife.
A bullet from a heavy sniper rifle struck Luo Dian's wrist. Due to the Supernatural influence, the bullet's effect was greatly weakened, but it still severed the hand.
With a "thud," the pitch-black Ghost Blade fell to the ground.
Without the Ghost Blade's blessing, Luo Dian could no longer withstand the bullets. He only regained consciousness for a moment before being riddled with bullets from all directions and turned into a pile of minced meat.
In the distance, the long-haired youth observing the scene on his phone was stunned. That seemingly powerful monster had actually been dealt with just like that?
"Looks like I underestimated the power of modern weapons," he muttered to himself, and then he saw someone waving at him in front of the camera.
The long-haired youth's expression immediately changed. Oh no, he'd been caught spying!
Li Hua, a newly recruited logistics member of the Investigation Bureau, quickly found the long-haired young man and said softly, "Sir, as a witness to this incident, you need to come with us."
After saying that, Li Hua sighed softly. Looking at the long-haired young man in front of him, he thought of himself in the past. He was also an innocent bystander who was accidentally involved in a supernatural event. Unexpectedly, he ended up with a government job and a secure job.
Life is truly unpredictable.
The long-haired youth was clearly terrified, not knowing what awaited him. He dared not resist, and could only nod blankly in obedience, following Li Hua away.
The armed police at the front line also put away their weapons and prepared to deal with the scene and retrieve the monster's corpse.
Previously, a Scholar from the Supernatural Investigation Bureau proposed that these people or monsters with supernatural powers are not afraid of physical attacks; bullets or guns are ineffective against them.
However, the monster in front of us was killed by bullets, which shows that this view is not accurate.
However, this does not mean that the experts at the Investigation Bureau are useless. It is mainly because there are too few supernatural events in China, and there are not many samples available for reference.
Feng Qian breathed a sigh of relief. This was his first mission since joining the Investigation Bureau, and although there were casualties, it seemed to have been a successful one.
After glancing at the monstrous, inhuman corpse and the blood-soaked, mangled pieces of flesh scattered across the office building, he felt a chill run down his spine.
Although he had seen gruesome crime scenes before, this scene was different. There seemed to be an ominous aura that would instill a sense of dread in everyone present.
"Clang clang--"
A strange sound came from beside him. Feng Qian turned his head and saw that the black cleaver that had fallen to the ground was beginning to tremble violently. The sound was the sound of the blade hitting the ground.
Seeing this, Feng Qian shouted almost without hesitation, "Back up! Back up now! Everyone, get away!"
The people cleaning up the scene stopped. Although they were confused and didn't know what had happened, their instinct to obey orders made their bodies react faster than their brains, and they quickly stepped back.
Then they saw the pitch-black knife, which seemed to be haunted by vengeful spirits, fly straight back to Luo Dian's corpse.
The next second, Luo Dian's gruesome corpse stood up again!
His body was riddled with bullet holes, his limbs were missing, his internal organs and intestines were spilling out of his shattered abdominal cavity, and his skull had been ripped open, with his brain tissue gone.
Yet, this body, resembling a rag doll, still retained normal mobility after obtaining the Ghost Blade.
Everyone present was stunned. Staring at Luo Dian, who was holding a knife, fear filled their eyes.
Being riddled with bullets and still able to stand up again is far beyond their comprehension.
Could it be that the Scholar at the Investigation Bureau are correct? That physical attacks are largely ineffective against these monsters with superhuman strength?
Feng Qian was also startled and immediately ordered the sniper via walkie-talkie, "Fire again, kill the target!"
The sniper who received the order was speechless, because all the vital parts of the target that could be hit had already been penetrated by bullets. However, he still obeyed the order and aimed at Luo Dian.
"Bang--"
A sniper bullet was fired and hit the target precisely.
However, after the bullet hit Luo Dian, somehow it passed through his body and struck the office building behind him, blasting a huge hole in the wall and sending debris and dust flying everywhere.
Feng Qian witnessed this scene firsthand, his eyes wide with astonishment. "What happened?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his pistol and fired several shots at Luo Dian.
Some bullets struck Luo Dian as if hitting steel plates, while others passed through his body and landed on the wall of the office building behind him.
At this moment, Luo Dian Dianzhen had become a sieve, and the Supernatural kept his mutilated body from falling. If a bullet hit him, there was a certain probability that it would slip through the hole.
"Damn, does this mean physical attacks are really ineffective?"
Feng Qian's face darkened; he wanted to switch to firing smaller caliber shells.
However, Luo Dian was not a sitting duck; he moved and raised his knife.
At this moment, he was merely a shell, controlled by the fully revived Ghost Blade, whose restless Supernatural rapidly compressed and condensed on the blade.
Even an ordinary person like Feng Qian felt a chilling sense of deadly danger and hurriedly ordered a retreat to find cover.