"The blood is there."
"Calling.!"
The child's ethereal voice rang slightly in the ears of people nearby. It was the murmur of Bogiwan.
The policeman who followed Wu Heng for 3 kilometers looked dumbfounded at the black car that was rolling like a crocodile.
It's about to hit Wu Heng.
He chased the man riding an unlicensed motorcycle for a long distance.
However, due to the road congestion and the other party being very agile, he found every opportunity between the vehicles and was very fast, so he never caught up.
Now it seems that the fine is no longer needed.
Based on his experience, this person had no chance of survival.
When Wu Heng arrived, he was mentally prepared and wary of the situation on the road and the obstruction of Bogiwan.
So he was not surprised by the current situation.
He planned to run away directly, but through the car window, he saw four old ladies sitting inside.
These four people also appeared in the plot, and they were also killed by Bogiwan who caused a series of car accidents.
They are all spiritual mediums, and they can be regarded as Wu Heng's helpers this time. They are the help that Eli can use to deal with Bogiwan. It would be a pity to die like this.
In the plot, even though these four people knew that Bogiwan would attack, they still had the time to laugh and enjoy the scenery along the way. During the car accident, they kept comforting the driver to stay calm.
It can only be said that he is an old man who has experienced many exorcisms. Unfortunately, his body is too fragile and he was hit to pieces by a truck coming from behind.
Wu Heng held the handle of the motorcycle with his left hand, swung it hard with one hand, and avoided the car body with one hip and leg. The Harley was thrown 230 degrees on the spot and swung behind him.
Prevent the car roof from pointing down. If it presses on the motorcycle handlebar, it is likely to kill one.
Then he used 90% of his body's muscle strength to support the front of the black car with both hands, making a loud slapping sound.
Wu Heng All the bones in the body made a crackling sound like firecrackers, and a sound like tearing cloth came from the muscles under the skin. His hands squeezed the hood to deform it, then after slightly releasing the force, he pushed it again.
The car was stopped forcibly and returned to its rightful place.
Wu Heng The internal organs were wrapped in tough skin. Although it was not broken, the bones and flesh inside were completely broken.
However, with the ability to control his senses, the pain from the physical level can be completely reduced. He absorbed the Swine Elixir supplement with an expressionless expression, and his whole body was instantly intact.
At this time, a 12-wheel blue truck came at a high speed.
Without any horn warning, it crashed straight into the black car.
Truck drivers have been affected by Bogiwan.
Wu Heng's palm stretched out like a hydraulic pliers, grabbed the recess of the front hood, and with a forceful pull, he pulled the car to the side of the road.
The truck smashed through the railing and ran into the park next to the curve, killing two walkers.
All the passers-by looked at Wu Heng blankly.
It's like looking at a god on earth.
"This is so strong!"
"How could a human being do such a thing!"
"Psychics can't reach this level."
Everyone was in disbelief at the scene before them, until one person shouted:
"He must be the incarnation of God. Humans can never do this. He is the incarnation of God experiencing life, God!"
After the man finished speaking, he hurriedly knelt down, clasped his hands on his chest, lowered his head and worshiped respectfully.
With one person taking the lead, like dominoes, everyone around him knelt down.
Wu Heng The image of an elderly person with slightly arched eyebrows and a slightly sinister look is obviously in line with the incarnation of God in their hearts.
After all, their gods were originally all kinds of monsters and monsters, and they were not kind-hearted.
The drivers sitting in the car also hurriedly opened the door, walked out and knelt on the ground, including the patrol officer who was chasing Wu Heng all the way behind.
"No wonder his motorcycle doesn't have a license plate. That's because God doesn't care about this at all." The patrolman had the answer in his mind.
If the opponent was not the incarnation of God, with his professional driving skills, how could he not be able to catch up with the opponent? He instantly felt balanced.
Within a hundred meters, only Wu Heng was still standing.
As for the truck driver and the two passers-by who were killed, no one cares about them anymore.
It is the nature of people here to worship the strong and believe in the strong.
Wu Heng ignored the foolish behavior of these people, walked up to the car, reached out and grabbed the deformed door and pulled hard, pulling the entire door down.
"Can you still move?"
Wu Heng looked at the old ladies in the car who were injured by the impact and asked.
"Ouch--!"
"I bumped a little and suffered some slight injuries, but it doesn't affect the demon elimination."
"But are you really the incarnation of God?"
Four old ladies got out of the car, their faces all stained with blood, but not much, just like a nosebleed.
"I am Ozaki Kazuhiko. If nothing happens, just go to True Light Temple with me first."
"It turns out to be the person in charge, Mr. Ozaki, you are really powerful!" The old psychic lady in a red sweater was the first to recover and complimented.
Wu Heng stopped being polite and walked up to the patrol police:
"Can I leave the follow-up matters to you?"
"Hey, don't worry, I will definitely take care of it!"
The patrolman was so flattered that his whole body even trembled with excitement, but he only dared to lower his head and could only observe Wu Heng's feet and shoes.
He is a devout believer in God and always worships at temples.
Wu Heng found another stretched car and asked him to take them to True Light Temple. Before the fat boss kneeling next to him agreed, the young driver nodded eagerly and opened the door diligently.
Six people got on the bus and the vehicle headed towards True Light Temple.
The real car owner, a fat middle-aged man, knelt on the spot and was very angry with the driver. It was obviously his car and he knew how to drive it.
This was an opportunity for the incarnation of God to drive, but it was snatched away by a driver.
After Wu Heng left, the kneeling people felt lost, and the patrol police hurriedly reported the situation and directed unrelated vehicles to leave the place.
After arriving at True Light Temple, Wu Heng took four old ladies and came to the main hall under the welcome of the temple host.
In the main hall of nearly 400 square meters, there are already seventeen members of It Comes, chatting constantly, and it is very lively.
"Nani, you think I don't know. One time when you were performing an exorcism, you were bitten on the crotch by 'Roaring God'. My niece happened to be Kanazawa Hospital's nurse, and she wrapped it in gauze for you."
"Tsk, tsk!" The monk in cassock said in a drake voice. He pointed at an old man dressed in bushido and stretched out his little finger to make a very short gesture.
The dark complexion of the Bushido old man became even darker, and he retorted angrily:
"Don't laugh either. When you dealt with 'Bridge Princess' seven years ago, you were drained of all the vitality. Therefore, your six-and-a-half-year-old heir is advised to get a paternity test first."
The monk's ridicule stopped suddenly, as if a fish bone was stuck in his throat, and his face became stiff.
When Wu Heng came in with four people, he instantly attracted everyone's attention and stared at them.
Every new person who comes in must meet their scrutinizing gaze until the other person looks embarrassed and embarrassed.
This is the bad taste that has been formed since the sixth person arrived and suffered this kind of treatment. It has become an unspoken rule for welcoming new people.