Shuttled between the numerous buildings Kindling City, I quickly climbed over so many walls and passed through so many gaps in the floors.
Lu Xin and Dracula didn't dare to be careless and were very fast.
Dracula realized how terrifying those Black Box ability users were, and wanted to get rid of them quickly. Plus, there was one less box in her hand, so her speed naturally increased a lot. Lu Xin followed her while sizing her up. He saw her running wildly with her head lowered. Her arms and legs were very flexible. She didn't look like she had just had a heart surgery.
At the speed of the two of them, the helicopter in the air could not catch them in time.
Even Puppet-type can only catch up with them if it's spacious and surrounded by a lot of buildings. But when Spider-type chooses to pass through the window and use a small space to block the pursuers, Puppet-type cannot give full play to its own advantages.
So as he walked quickly, there were fewer and fewer pursuers behind him.
There was only one person, and they couldn't see clearly where it was. They could only feel that the other person was following them hurriedly, but they never let go.
I turned around several times to see who this person was, but I only occasionally saw a bloated black shadow.
Because this shadow was following them hurriedly, they didn't stop casually.
After walking for more than ten minutes at a stretch, they could faintly hear the sound of the propellers of the helicopter behind them turning. The cold guns flying from time to time and the movements of the ability users behind them were also quieter. The black shadow following them also disappeared. Dracula slowed down slightly and glanced around. He saw a building on the 30th floor with no lights on, approaching quickly.
He lay on the glass and looked inside to make sure that no one was there, then he stretched out his sharp nails and cut a circle on the glass. With a slight push, the glass on the window fell inward, and a complete round hole appeared. He shrunk and got inside.
Lu Xin hesitated slightly and got in.
In the silent darkness, Dracula took a few deep breaths and said anxiously, "Look, are you chasing me?"
Lu Xin glanced out the window and said, "You should let it go..."
"That's good..."
Dracula breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I was scared to death. I suddenly had a very strange feeling just now..."
"It's like someone has grabbed my heart, and I don't know what kind of weird ability it is."
"Luckily I ran fast and escaped the impact in time."
"..."
"This..."
Lu Xin hesitated for a moment and said, "It doesn't seem like you have any weird ability, it's that someone really had your heart stolen..."
He said with emotion, "In order to save you, I put all my guns in it!"
"That's my favorite gun. The reason why my daily work goes so smoothly is all thanks to it..."
"..."
"Huh?"
Dracula hurriedly touched his chest, then turned his hand away and touched his back.
Xuan Jicai stared at Lu Xin in the darkness with a strange look. "Why are you so stupid in what you say?"
"You'd be scared to death if your heart was stolen. How could I still be alive if my heart was really stolen?"
"Don't say it was you who stuffed my heart back in..."
"..."
Lu Xin was a little speechless, as if he had really stuffed it back into her.
However, for a while, he himself couldn't explain it.
I did see a pale arm suddenly appear and grab Dracula's heart.
At that time, I didn't have time to think about it, so I just instinctively used the power of the black playing cards to replace Dracula's heart with my own revolver, and then subconsciously stuffed her heart back. All of this was based on an instinct that had no time to think carefully.
He himself couldn't explain the principle.
If Dracula's heart was really taken out and stuffed back in, why was there no injury on her back?
The most important thing is, can the heart be used again if it is plugged back in?
It's not like Lu Xin has never ripped out other people's hearts before. From personal experience, he knows that stuffing them back is useless.
So, what is happening with Dracula?
Facing Dracula's complaint, Lu Xin glanced at her chest subconsciously.
He walked around half a circle and looked at her back.
When I ran over just now, I had already observed it very carefully. No matter whether it was action or appearance, I couldn't see anything wrong.
Lu Xin deliberately wants to take off her clothes and take a closer look. This is a girl, and I really can't say these words...
While Lu Xin was struggling, Dracula had already come to the window and looked out a few times.
At this time, there were no helicopters in the air or on the high-rise buildings, as well as the figures of the ability users who had just been chasing him. However, below, a few streets away, flashing police lights quickly appeared, patrolling back and forth in the surrounding streets.
Suddenly he was angry. "Is this what you are chasing after?"
"Am I just the bastard who killed a Lian Tong, pretended to be his identity, and used some counterfeit money?"
"Why is Tinder chasing me like this?"
"..."
"After all, you killed someone, assumed their identity, and even used counterfeit money..."
When he mentioned this, Lu Xin became even more angry. "As for me, I just broke through a checkpoint and was chased by so many people..."
When I think about myself, who has been well-behaved since childhood, I was chased by the police for a long time on Tinder.
Is this a stain on your resume?
"What are you wronged about?"
When Dracula heard this, he immediately looked back at Lu Xin in displeasure. "You are a wanted criminal."
"That's different..."
Lu Xin said, "Although I broke through the checkpoint, my original plan was to communicate with their superiors after arriving at Kindling City, report their loose agent policy management and chaotic charging, and then discuss the solution with them..."
"?"
Dracula suddenly turned his head to look at Lu Xin and looked at him for a long time.
Seeing that Lu Xin looked very serious, he suddenly looked surprised. "Why don't they discuss and solve it with you?"
Lu Xin said, "Then report it to the higher authorities."
Dracula said, "Why won't the higher authorities discuss the solution with you?"
Lu Xin was startled for a moment and said, "The world is so big, how can there be no room for reasoning?"
Dracula fell silent, took a deep look at Lu Xin, and muttered, "As expected of a talented person in the club..."
Both of them were silent for a while and took a short rest. They saw another helicopter rumbling in the air outside. Looking down, they saw more and more police cars on the street, and even a few armored vehicles appeared. They seemed to be searching for something. Although it seemed that they were not coming directly to them, the search area was obviously getting closer.
"What's going on..."
Dracula scratched his hair in distress, then simply took off his blond hair, revealing a head of black hair.
It seemed that he subconsciously wanted to change his hairstyle, but when he saw that his box was gone, he had to put it on again in distress and said:
"Is Tinder's police force so rich?"
"There are so many troublemakers in the city, but there are actually so many people chasing after us..."
"..."
Lu Xin also noticed this problem.
Judging from the chat in the club just now and the movements he saw while soaking in the bathtub, several major events should have happened to Tinder now. It stands to reason that the power of Tinder's law enforcement team and Guard Department should have been completely dispersed.
But as luck would have it, he and Dracula were chased all the way.
Not only were the law enforcement team and Guard Department behind him, but they were even intercepted by Black Box's ability users on their way to escape.
This is unreasonable...
Suddenly he remembered something and asked a little worriedly, "Did you cause anything else?"
Dracula was stunned for a moment and said with a guilty conscience, "I have caused a lot of troubles, but I just don't know which one happened again..."
In the darkness, I noticed that Lu Xin looked at me a little strangely.
She also waved her hands hurriedly and said, "It's okay, it's okay, no one will be able to find us here for a while..."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Xin suddenly became very alert.
Sure enough, just as Dracula finished speaking, something suddenly appeared on the wall next to him.
The scene was very weird. It looked like a fat mushroom grew out of the wall, and then the mushroom grew a body, arms and legs... Or to put it more intuitively, a person was growing out of the wall quietly and quickly...
The room was already dark, and there was no movement from this weird growth.
When Lu Xin and Dracula noticed, he had already grown half of his body and was about to squeeze out of the wall quickly...
"Uh-huh!"
Lu Xin and Dracula reacted at the same time, almost indistinguishably. One picked up the vase in the room, and the other reached out.
Lu Xin's vase and Dracula's bright red sharp nails grabbed the huge head almost at the same time.
But at this moment, the mushroom actually spoke with a surprised accent:
"Heaven King Covers Earth Tiger?"
"..."
"Shua..."
Lu Xin and Dracula stopped at the same time, their eyes looking surprised and suspicious. "Which one are you?"
The mushroom said vigilantly, "Get the code first."
Dracula said impatiently, "I am Dracula, do you have any questions?"
Lu Xin also said hurriedly, "Don't use secret codes when you are so nervous. I am He Jia Huan."
"Huh?"
The other party let out a low cry of surprise and hurriedly reached out to shake hands with Dracula: "Brother, it turns out you are a sister..."
He shook hands with Lu Xin again. "Brother, you really came to pick me up. I told you that I would ask you for a massage when we met..."
"Let's not talk about the massage here..."
"... Why are you here?"
Lu Xin looked embarrassed, but from this sentence, he recognized the identity of this mushroom. Before coming here, he owed himself a favor and promised to give him a massage immediately after meeting him. There was only one "Night Owl" in the whole club. Then he took a closer look at Night Owl and saw that he was struggling to pull his legs out of the wall. His figure was very bloated.
The face is fat and round, looking a bit like a British shorthair who has eaten up his head...
... is this the cat that co-wrote his name?