Then, at the next moment.

There was a "puff!" sound from Shen Mo's hand, and a ball of white smoke was shot out from the front of his ordinary detective iron ruler!

Chen Fengli was caught off guard and was sprayed with smoke all over her head and face!

The fine quicklime powder rushed into his mouth and nose in an instant, and his eyes were sprayed with lime!

In this moment, Chen Fengli's heart suddenly sank!

It's over!

He was already extremely regretful in his heart! Unexpectedly, he had always been good at such small means, but today he was plotted against by the young man in front of him with means that were almost the same as him!

At this moment, in his mouth, quicklime encountered saliva, which instantly became hot and hot, and his eyes were even more tingling!

Chen Fengli had used such methods to plot against others countless times. He had not known many times, and he was shocked when he saw the other party screaming in panic.

Then, he could slowly kill the other person like he was breaking up a toy.

So when Chen Fengli's incident came to an end, he forced himself to calm down and tried his best to endure the stinging pain in his eyes!

He slowed down his breath and stood there quietly. The only thing he could do now was to use the poisonous sting in his hand to give the other party a fierce counterattack at the same time as the opponent made a fatal blow to him!

He knew in his heart that the situation in front of him was already a life-and-death death for him. He knew that if he was panicked now, there would be no chance of life at all.

So at this moment, Chen Fengli stood in his dark world with despair, waiting for that tiny glimmer of hope to come!

If someone looks from a high place now, an extremely strange scene has appeared in the middle of this small courtyard.

Chen Fengli's eyes were closed, and standing there was like a bow that was extremely tense. But his whole body did not move at all.

And just on the side of his body, about two feet away, there was still a ghostly figure standing silently.

This person is Shen Mo. He stood there calmly, like a tourist admiring a statue attentively.

He seemed to have no intention of rushing to do anything. Although he could poke the person in front of him by stretching out his hand now, he was still standing there quietly without moving.

Because Shen Mo believed that in such a completely dark environment, under such a huge psychological pressure, Chen Fengli would eventually collapse.

Shen Mo didn't want to kill him, nor was he just caught him. What Shen Mo wanted was to torture him and defeat him, so that Chen Fengli could completely despair and collapse in his heart!

In this way, when he started interrogation, Chen Fengli would say everything he knew like a soft dough.

The wind sounded like a ghost crying in the courtyard.

The two of them stood there motionlessly in a strange standing posture. Although there was no life-and-death struggle or blood splattering, the scene seemed even more tragic and weird!

Finally, the huge pain and long-term waiting in the eye socket made Chen Fengli unable to hold on any longer.

In his imagination, his opponent stood in the darkness in front of him, either close to him, or was quietly watching him in the distance.

That young detective was such a terrifying opponent! He actually had such patience and cruelty!

At this time, Chen Fengli already knew that he could never wait for the last glimmer of hope.

In an instant, the black thorn in Chen Fengli's hand was like lightning, drawing a big circle around his body!

He stretched his arms as long as possible, hoping that his attack distance would be far enough. He hoped that his poisoned dagger could stab the other party's body!

Although he himself knew that this was a hopeless blow, it was still his last big bet!

Shen Mo turned his wrist and put the Yanling sword in front of him. Then he watched Chen Fengli swing a large circle, and at an extremely fast speed, he heavily hit his blade!

In an instant, there was only a "click" sound like cutting off the chicken's feet. Chen Fengli's four fingers and the strange black thorn hit the blade firmly and all flew into the sky!

At the same time, Shen Mo's body turned around and walked behind Chen Fengli.

He kicked the other party's knees back, kicking Chen Fengli's knees soft and kneeled heavily on the ground.

Then Shen Mo abandoned the knife with his right hand and grabbed the bun on his head. The iron ruler in his left hand whipped hard on Chen Fengli's back with the sound of howling wind!

The blow was so fierce and fierce. Chen Fengli immediately groaned, and his body was instantly stiffened by the huge pain!

Then, Shen Mo grabbed his hair in his head and leaned back involuntarily!

Just as the two people went from extremely quiet to extremely moving, Shen Mo's movements in his hand were like thunder and lightning, almost in an instant, and he severely injured Chen Fengli, holding him firmly in his hand!

Just then,

Shen Mo suddenly felt that his right hand lightened!

His body was pushed by inertia and moved two steps in a diagonal direction, and then he was stunned on the spot for a moment!

He was still holding Chen Fengli's bun in his hand. If he lowered his head now, he could still see the guy in his hand, with a sad and desperate expression on his face.

But at this moment, Chen Fengli had already separated her body and head, and there was only one head left in Shen Mo's hands!

Shen Mo's few tricks not only failed to grab Chen Fengli in his hand, but instead pulled his head out of his cavity like pulling a carrot!

Chen Fengli's body was still kneeling on the spot, with no head on his neck, only a smooth cut left. At this moment, a blood fountain was soaring into the sky from his neck!

Chen Fengli's body fell backwards with a bang. The blood spurted out from his cavity strangely drew a curved blood mist in the air, like a rainbow.

Shen Mo stood there motionless with the head in his hand!

The dead man's hands and feet were still twitching violently. This was the twitch caused by his central nerves being violently impacted before he died.

But Shen Mo stood there blankly, his eyes staring ahead blankly, and a bloody head was still in his hand!

The clothes are fluttering, and the strong wind fills the courtyard!

I don’t know if it was due to extreme fear or incredibility, or because of huge setbacks and shock, Shen Mo actually stood there, as if he was completely stupid!

...

The sky finally gradually became darker until the night completely enveloped the small courtyard.
Chapter completed!