Unable to judge the strength.

This has never happened in Jiang He's breath reconnaissance.

After contacting many extraordinary people, Jiang He has summarized the rules and perceived the other party's aura characteristics through breath detection, thereby judging a person's strength.

But now, he only felt strange, but he couldn't tell the level of his strength.

"Once an attack is launched later, I must do my best. I cannot determine the strength of this man in black robe."

Jiang He secretly sent a message to Xia Yu through the spiritual link.

"knew."

Xia Yu glanced at the man in black and nodded slightly.

On the other side, Lion Tooma was asking Gru, "What's going on? The ceiling of the bar collapsed? What's going on?"

"I……"

Gru was about to answer, but suddenly, a violent roar of propellers came from the sky.

Searchlights shone on the port berth, and several helicopters flew into the sky.

"This is the Mombasa Police Station, you are surrounded. Put down your weapons quickly and surrender immediately."

The sound from the tweeter echoed in the darkness.

"Damn it! Gru, you traitor."

Otuma's face changed and he immediately suspected that Gru brought the police here. He quickly took out his pistol and shot Gru.

With a "bang", a headshot was shot, and Gru fell to the ground.

Then... Otuma's muzzle turned towards Jiang He and the others again.

In Otuma's opinion, since Jiang He and Xia Yu were brought by Gru, whether they know or not, they will kill them first.

"I'll go! Such a change happened."

Jiang He shook his head helplessly. As early as the helicopter appeared, he knew that things were in trouble.

"You deal with Otuma, I'll deal with that black robe."

A message was sent to Xia Yu in the spiritual link. Jiang He shook his body and started a shadow jump, and his figure disappeared instantly.

The next moment, Jiang He's figure emerged from behind the man in black robe again.

"Weak! Paralysis! Pain! Faint!"

Four "Shi Ling Curses" were put out in a row, and then a yellow light flashed in Jiang He's hand, and the thick and huge earth power burst out violently.

The power of moving mountains, the fist of steel, the power bursts out, the rapid and physical strengthening power is all exerted.

This is not over yet. Shadow, death, blood, toxins, acid rot, frost, flames, and seven forces merged into one blow.

"Seven Injury Fist!"

Jiang He hit hard and slammed the man in black robe.

Because he could not accurately judge this person's strength, Jiang He had exhausted all his strength in this attack.

The result is...what surprised.

Jiang He's punch was empty. Oh no, it's not that he's empty, but that he can't continue.

The moment Jiang He's curse of the Spirit of the Spirit fell on the man in black robe, this guy... fell to the ground.

"It's actually... so weak?"

After careful for a long time, I solved the battle in one move.

Jiang He saw the man in black robe fainting on the ground and twitching all over, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

It was easier for Xia Yu to deal with Otuma for his other half.

As the mirage surged, Xia Yu rushed to Otuma and punched him, knocking Otuma unconscious on the ground.

“It was surprisingly relaxed.”

Jiang He shook his head helplessly, kicked the man in black and Otuma to death, and waved his hand into the bloody space.

After taking Otuma and the black robe, Jiang He twisted toward Xia Yu and said, "The police are here. You can cover it with a mirage. Let's go."

"no problem."

White mist gushed out, Xia Yu used illusion to cover up his tracks and walked out of the freighter with Jiang He.

There were a bunch of them outside.

The black gang members and police cars on the dock shot each other, and there were whistling bullets everywhere.

Jiang He opened a shield of mind power to block the stray bullets that occasionally flew over and walked straight to Gundam.

"Gundam, let's go."

Getting into the car, Jiang He gave a command to Gundam. The car started and slowly drove out of the battlefield.

When Jiang He was about to leave Bert No. 1, he suddenly saw a helicopter hovering in the air, pulling a rope and jumping down.

"Otuma, return my sister to me!"

In a furious roar, a blonde policewoman jumped from mid-air with a rifle and landed onto the freighter.

Then flames burst out from the muzzle, knocking the gang members to the ground.

"Is it her?"

Jiang He discovered that the blonde policewoman who had just jumped down from the air suddenly reminded Jiang He to return to the hotel early at the restaurant entrance.

Her sister...was also captured by Otuma?

It seems that Otuma, you are trying to die! No wonder you are besieged by the police.

Jiang He shook his head, then... grabbed Otuma's soul and smashed it into a "soul question".

"Otuma, why do you pay attention to the residences of Chinese workers back then?"

When Jiang He went to his parents' former residence, Combas was reporting to Otuma. So Jiang He wanted to know why Otuma was following here.

"It was the great wizard who asked me to do it. I don't know why."

Otuma quickly answered.

"Great Wizard? Who is he?"

Another great wizard appeared, and Jiang He frowned slightly.

"Banlingo! The Great Wizard of Banlingo. He is the priest of the God of Voodoo. He asked me to catch these people, and he asked me to do it."

Otuma seemed to be very scared of this great wizard of Banlingo, and his soul was trembling when he said this name.

"Banlingo, the god of voodoo, actually asked Otuma to catch people? And the man in black robe obviously had the breath of blood transplantation."

Jiang He frowned, always thinking that this matter might not be simple.

However, what Jiang He is looking for is his mother's grave, and the great wizard Banlingo has nothing to do with him.

"Otuma, eighteen years ago, there was a Chinese man named Jon Jan Conn. His wife died in Mombasa. Do you know this?"

"I don't know. Eighteen years ago, I was still in Nairobi."

Otuma's answer disappointed Jiang He very much.

"Then... do you know that those people in Mombasa have come into contact with Chinese people back then?"

Jiang He was still a little unwilling to give up and continued to ask Otuma.

"There is a man who must have been in contact with Chinese people back then. His name is Gran Conley. He was the sheriff of the port back then."

Otuma thought for a moment and provided Jiang He with a name.

"Sheriff?"

Jiang He nodded.

My mother died here that year, and someone from the local police station would definitely come to ask about the situation. The sheriff is likely to know where her mother's grave is.

"Where is this Granny Conley?"

Jiang He quickly asked Otuma.

"Dead!"

What? Are you kidding me?

Jiang He roared in his heart, and the black fire that burned Otuma's soul suddenly surged, making Otuma scream.

"Since you can ask my soul, why can't you ask the dead?"

Otuma roared in pain.

"Huh? That's right!"

Only then did Jiang He remember that he was still the "Lich King".

Otuma, you reminded me that it is considered a merit. Then keep your soul for the time being.
Chapter completed!