Shoot The Dragon With One Arrow

Because of the serial homicide, the number of people going out at night decreased a lot.

The park is very quiet.

Evan was walking, suddenly his brows moved, and his footsteps echoed.

It is not an illusion.

Someone followed him.

It seems that the person being targeted is me.

Evan stopped, but the sound of footsteps did not stop, and continued to approach him.

Looking back, behind him was a man in his thirties with a briefcase in his hand.

The man was thin, with sunken cheeks and looked like he was malnourished.

Swipe.

Evan puts on anti-impact gloves and points a gun at the man.

"Stop it!"

Most people will inevitably panic when they see the gun. The man looks indifferent, and the speed has not slowed down, but has accelerated.

Evan shot without hesitation.

Bang.

He shot the thigh. He wanted to catch it alive and ask for some information.

The man was shot. Evan clearly saw the bullet marks on his body, but the man’s bleeding was pitiful.

Swipe, countless sarcomas grew on the man's body. Those sarcomas squirmed and exploded, sticking out pale tentacles.

The sarcoma absorbs a lot of nutrients, and the man’s skin is shriveled and thin and invisible to humans.

It is completely a tentacle monster.

"Give...me..." The man made a fuzzy voice.

"Here you? What do you want?"

peng~ peng~ peng~.

Evan started shooting like a machine gun.

Although a single bullet does not do much damage, it accumulates little and becomes more. Minor injuries accumulate slowly and become serious injuries.

The densely packed barrage swept past, and the man seemed to fall into the howling wind and torrential rain. He was swayed and beaten. Several tentacles broke and a large sticky white liquid was spilled.

"Give me...your...head..."

Swipe, a tentacle rolled towards Evan's neck.

Head?

The limbs, the torso, this time the head... piece together a complete person... is this his purpose?

Evan feels quite puzzled.

Would you like to play jigsaw puzzles here?

Evan snapped the attacking tentacles.

Starting with a slippery feel, it's like catching a loach.

Shoo.

Because it was too slippery, the tentacles were easily stretched out in his hands.

"Fuck, it feels really crooked."

Before the tentacles were wrapped around his neck, Evan grabbed hard and squeezed the tentacles directly.

xiū xiū xiū.

There are tentacles flying again.

Evan stepped back, at his speed, dodge these tentacles with no difficulty, the gunshots continued, and the tentacles were interrupted.

Slap, swept by the tentacles, a tree with a thick bowl was directly broken into two pieces.

Actually, these tentacles have very strong formidable power, and most people only have dead end when facing them. But Evan is stronger, so he can deal with it so easily.

pa pa pa.

Countless bullets were shot, and countless blood spatters exploded on the man. There were still two tentacles left on his body, but he was already unable to attack, and he was paralyzed on the ground.

"It's done." Evan blew the smoke from the muzzle and walked towards the man.

The man’s crazy eyes gradually recovered his clarity, he glanced around, and the complexion became ugly, "I’m sick again..."

"Sick?" Evan asked, "You know Did I just do something?"

"Of course I know, but when that crazy emotion fills my brain, I can't control myself at all." The man loudly shouted.

"Are you the murderer of the serial homicide case?" Evan Blunt asked.

The man showed a sullen face and didn't mean to hide it, so he confessed it simply, "It's me."

The case was solved.

Evan opened the properties panel, but found that task two did not show completion.

Not finished?

Evan took a closer look at the mission. The mission was to find out the identity of the criminal in the corpse-demolition serial murder case, so the point is not to catch the criminal or kill him, but to find out the identity.

"What is your name?" Evan asked.

The man fell silent. He didn't want to answer this question.

Evan shrugged indifferently and walked towards the man. As long as he takes him to the police department, his identity can be investigated quickly.

Swipe.

A tentacle suddenly flew out from the side, quickly grabbed the man, and then dragged it into the depths of the woods.

"Dare to grab someone in front of me." Evan moved his feet, closely followed along.

Tentacles again!

There are people just like the prisoners, and there is more than one murderer in serial murders!

In the middle of the night, the light is dim and in the woods, it becomes very difficult to track.

Evan uses all information to track changes in sound, light and shadow.

And at this moment.

The sight appeared...

It was a bad time.

"Here again, who will be after the line of sight? Wildhammer? Or other orcs?" Evan ignores the line of sight now, he does not dare to be distracted. Target.

Through the faint moonlight, between the woods, Evan saw a flash of silhouette ahead.

That is an abnormal thing with two heads!

The body is huge, almost two meters high.

The body is very strong.

The tentacles stretched out from behind him, dragging the man around.

peng~ peng~ peng~.

Evan fired three shots in a row.

But it didn't slow down that anomalous thing.

Evan decisively switched to the C-Rank bullet.

Bang.

At the moment the bullet was fired, Evan felt the difference between the C-Rank bullet and it was heavier.

The difference between the two is definitely not only in weight, but also in formidable power.

The anomalous object that easily held the D-Rank bullet was hit by the C-Rank bullet, and the speed obviously stopped.

It works!

The C-Rank bullets only had 200 rounds, and Evan resisted the impulse of the machine gun mode.

peng~ peng~ peng~.

Continue shooting, the anomaly in front of him can’t stand it anymore. He roared, and one of his head suddenly turned back. Fiercely glanced at Evan, and then three more tentacles grew on his body. Together, try to block the bullet.

As soon as his head turned back, Evan vaguely saw his face.

It's William the cleaner!

At the request of the two of Pete, the city’s underground network was quietly spread out. This network is very efficient. Although it has not been able to find the location of the cleaner, it is in By coincidence, the true identity of the cleaner was found out.

William the cleaner? No, his true identity is the painter Billacom Williams.

At the same time, he is also the author of the "Indescribable" painting.

His experience is a bit bizarre.

Before he was thirty years old, as a painter, he was completely unsuccessful and belonged to the street among the street.

Life is poor.

The boundary of his life is "Indescribable".

The birth of "Indescribable" immediately shocked many art dealers, and many invitations came in.

In the next five years, although he failed to paint a masterpiece similar to "Indescribable", his painting level was also advanced by leaps and bounds, and his excellent works continued to become a popular painter, earning a lot of money.

In the past five years, he has married a beautiful wife, and has the crystallization of love, a boy.