"What happened?"

"There are monsters, and some monsters broke into the police station..."

"Head, I just saw a head flying in mid-air!"

"Damn it!"

"I have a plaque that I ask for from the Master of the Golden Buddha Temple, and ordinary ghosts don't dare to get close to them at all."

There was no concealment in the process of flying heads into the police station. More than half of the police in the police station saw the scene of the head flying by. At the same time, the blood from the bloody organs under the head formed a clear blood stain on the ground. Many experienced policemen even saw that the blood was extremely fresh from these blood stains.

However, this obviously does not require them to judge.

Because you can see from the flying head.

Amid a scream and panic, several policemen who reacted took out their pistols.

"Is everything said in the testimony true? This is a destruction?"

The police who participated in the interrogation of Lin Jiuying and others before reacted. If they were familiar with the sacrificial master, then the police, as local Thais, naturally know the most. After all, this is something they have been influenced by since childhood, and many locals even have vague experience in contacting the sacrificial master.

Thinking of this, they looked at the direction where Feitou Jiang disappeared and hurriedly chased after him.

No matter what the purpose of Feitou Shuai appeared, since he came to the police station, they naturally could not ignore it and watch the other party do evil.

...

Police station, stay indoors.

"Kill... Kill... you..."

Setting his direction, he flew down and looked at Lin Jiuying and the other two who were locked up, and opened his mouth and said intermittently in a hoarse voice.

After becoming a flying head, the consciousness of the head master seemed to be no longer complete, and there were only some vague thoughts in his mind.

This may be the price of practicing flying heads.

However, although Fei Toujiang's consciousness was vague, he retained his strong thoughts about Lin Jiuying and the other two.

As he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and showed his sharp teeth that were not as sharp as humans. He chewed and rushed towards the room where Ah Hao was next to him.

"Master, save me!"

Looking at the flying head flying towards him, A Hao's face showed a terrified expression.

He took several steps back and quickly knocked down the wall of the retention room. Looking at the head that was rushing towards him, he could even vaguely smell the stench coming from his flying head.

After practicing Feitou Shu, the head master's head is obviously no longer a normal existence, neither life nor death, and is strange and inexplicable.

Kak, Kak—

As he watched, he was about to rush toward him.

Fortunately, the iron railing in the retention room played a role, blocking the flying head and blocking it outside.

Relying on the wall of the retention room, Ah Hao looked at Fei's head falling by the iron railing, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and a look of gratitude flashed in his heart.

"Fortunately there are railings, otherwise..."

When he patted his chest, the thoughts in Ah Hao's mind were not over yet. He watched the flying head in front of the railing and turned his head sideways. He opened his sharp teeth in his mouth and bit hard towards the iron railing beside him.

If it were an ordinary person, the most likely thing that such a method would be to be broken and bloody.

However, Feitouzhe is obviously not among the ordinary.

Crack, Crack—

As the flying head fell and the sharp teeth bite, the hard iron railing was bitten by it bit by bit.

Under Ah Hao's stiff gaze, a large hole on the originally tight iron railing soon appeared there.

Release his sharp teeth, flew away from the iron railing with unsatisfactory intentions, and looked at Ah Hao in the retention room.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ah Hao actually saw a hint of mockery from the hideous face of Fei's head.

"Master, if you don't take action this time, I will be in a terrible state."

Confronting Feitou's falling gaze, Ah Hao swallowed in front of the wall and asked for help again to Lin Jiuying beside him.

Bang bang-

Lin Jiuying, who was the first to respond to Ah Hao’s request for help.

But the police arrived.

They followed the blood stains left by flying heads and soon arrived at the place where they were.

Looking at the flying headshot in front of Ah Hao's retention room and the iron railings that he had bitten, he pulled the trigger without hesitation and aimed it at the flying headshot in the air to attack.

It was left indoors, accompanied by fierce shootings.

The flying head in the air was hit on the back of the head by a bullet. He subconsciously shook it. The bloody organ connected to the neck splashed out a large amount of blood as it shook. Even some incompletely digested food could be vaguely seen from those digestive organs.

However, the damage caused by these bullets is only so.

When they were hit by a large number of bullets, there were no bullet holes on Feitoujiang's head, just as if the bullets hit Feitoujiang's head, but hard iron blocks, constantly making dull puff sounds and being bounced away.

“It’s useless.”

Turning sideways and avoiding the stray bullets caused by the shooting, Lin Jiuying looked at the hit flying head and then shouted at the policeman who was shooting.

"Unless you can find the body of the surrender master, you can't kill the already-trained Feitender who has been trained."

As the bloody and terrifying technique of falling down, it naturally has its powerful features.

After being separated from the storm's body, ordinary attack methods can no longer cause damage to the storm, which naturally includes bullets in the hands of the police.

Hearing Lin Jiuying's shouts, the police still had no reaction and continued to shoot at the floating flying head.

It was not until Lao Qian repeated Lin Jiuying's words aside in Thai that they stopped their movements and looked at the unscathed flying head, and the look of fear in their eyes became more obvious.

As policemen, the weapons in their hands are symbols of their courage, but if a pistol is no longer powerful, their courage will disappear.

After all, even bullets cannot harm their existence, what way do they have to attack the other party? Is it up to their hands?

In fear, the police chasing over couldn't help but take a few steps back, with a look of horror on their faces. On the other side, as the shooting ended, the originally shaking flying heads stabilized their heads again, turned their heads to look at the police, grinning and showing their sharp teeth.

The next second, accompanied by a shrill scream.

He turned into a black shadow and suddenly rushed towards the people.

Obviously, the appearance and attack of these policemen attracted the attention of Fei Touji.
Chapter completed!