American Comprehensive Detective: Start with a black gun

Chapter 65 Chapter 65

Suddenly, Ron stopped moving.

The Warrens, who had been paying attention to Ron, felt their hearts raised.

The orientation is shifted, the angle is changed.

He finally saw the old man.

I saw the old man standing by the window, staring at him resentfully with his eyes rolled.

The moment the two eyes met.

The figure of the old man flashed and suddenly appeared in front of him.

Less than 10 centimeters from his face.

Rao was mentally prepared, the evil spirit suddenly slapped his face.

Ron still couldn't help but tilt his head back slightly.

The old man stretched out his white hands to grab Ron's head.

Ron's heart beat faster and his breathing stopped.

Fortunately, after this period of training, he is no longer what he used to be.

Although he was nervous, he remained calm and did not panic because of the sudden change.

He waved his hand violently, activated his mind ability, and the old man's body flew out.

"Oh!"

With a muffled sound, the old man's body hit the wall heavily.

Black blood overflowed from the corner of the old man's mouth, and he made a strange "ho ho" sound, like a curse of hatred, like the roar of a wild beast.

His eyes were fixed on Ron, and his hands were stretched out in an attacking posture.

Ron breathed a sigh of relief, not only did his heartbeat not stabilize.

On the contrary, because of the sudden secretion of hormones, the beating became more violent.

At the same time, he felt a chill down his back.

Only then did he realize that he broke out in a cold sweat at some point.

Fortunately, the old man was finally under control.

The Warrens hurried forward to exorcise the demon.

As the holy mantra sounded, the old man quickly turned into a pile of ashes and disappeared.

"Eliminate D-level aliens and get 3 skill points."

……

The high priest, who was hiding in the dark, witnessed the killing of two evil spirits one after another, and was furious.

The evil spirits that were wandering around the house were nothing more than that.

The evil spirit he personally commanded just now was also easily killed.

While his anger was rising, a deep sense of fear rose in his mind.

Because Ron was far stronger than he thought.

Reaction and speed are far beyond the limits of human beings.

If Ron appeared in front of him rashly, the situation would probably be bad.

As an evil god priest, his abilities are more mage skills.

Facing someone like Ron, one face-to-face may be instantly killed by him.

While apprehensive, he was also dissatisfied with the evil spirit.

The evil spirit was blinded by hatred and killing, lacked in reason, and didn't know how to pinch persimmons.

Focus on Ron and keep attacking Ron until you kill Ron.

Completely ignore the Warrens on the side.

The high priest saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

If the evil spirits attack the Warrens, they might succeed.

Even if they can't succeed, it can make Ron and the others fall into panic.

It's a pity that the evil spirit can only carry out his simple orders.

More complex commands are simply incomprehensible.

So he could only watch helplessly as the evil spirit was killed.

Still, the High Priest firmly believes that I have the upper hand.

Others may be lacking. There are plenty of cannon fodder like evil spirits in the town.

So, under his command.

More and more evil spirits gathered outside the house.

He believed in so many evil spirits.

Ron and the others killed one by one, and they would always fall into fatigue.

And when Ron and the others were tired, it was time to launch a general attack.

"Persevere, you will win!"

The high priest encouraged himself in his heart.

Inside, Ron and the Warrens had just killed an evil spirit.

"Ding!"

The sound of metal balls colliding sounded again.

Ron turned his head and saw a girl with blood on her forehead looking at him fiercely.

The girl was seventeen or eighteen years old, her body was swollen, her facial features were swollen, and one eye, the eyeball was missing.

The eye sockets were hollow, bloody and bloody, extremely terrifying.

Ron looked puzzled at the evil spirit outside the window.

He was stunned.

How to kill an evil spirit, and another one appeared?
Are these evil spirits stupid enough to line up to die?

It's so weird.

Immediately, Ron shook his head.

It is absolutely impossible to go so smoothly, how could the evil spirits queue up to give away skill points?
It must be a coincidence!

Absolutely a coincidence!
The appearance of the girl can only prove that there is more than one evil spirit wandering around the house.

Yes, it must be so.

So, since the evil spirits have come, it's done.

In order to kill the evil spirits, but also for skill points.

The next step is simple.

He took down the cross from the window.

The girl's figure appeared by the window in a flash.

Ron let the girl inside and quickly hung the cross on the window.

Soon, the evil spirit was eliminated by them again.

"Eliminate D-level aliens and get 3 skill points."

Then there was another "ding" sound of metal clashing.

The instrument alarmed again.

"The evil spirit... the evil spirit is coming again?"

Ron, who was about to sit on the sofa and rest for a while, immediately stood up.

He looked out the window, and another dead middle-aged white man appeared outside the window.

Ron was stunned.

He was really dumbfounded.

How could there be so many evil spirits wandering around the house?
Hey?

Smelling human scent, came together?

Naturally, Ron would not refuse to have skill points delivered to his door.

He cooperated with the Warrens to kill the intruding evil spirits.

"Eliminate D-level aliens and get 3 skill points."

The butt hasn't touched the sofa yet.

"Ding!"

Another sound of metal clashing.

The instrument beeps again.

The evil spirit... came to the door again.

Damn, it's really awesome, is the evil spirit sent to die in a group?

Satisfy.

Their wishes must be fulfilled!
Ron was worried that he didn't have enough skill points, and he couldn't let go of the evil spirits who organized a group to die.

The high priest on the opposite side smiled with satisfaction when he saw Ron frequently dealing with the evil spirits he sent out.

"Hey, kill it, kill it, I want to see how long you can last?"

The high priest showed a confident smile with a sure chance of winning.

In this way, the high priest did not abandon or give up, and directed the evil spirits to attack Ron and the others.

And Ron and the Warrens kept killing one evil spirit after another.

Ron gained one skill point after another.

Ron, who stayed in the room, smiled crookedly.

The wisdom of the evil spirits outside is really not high. They queue up one by one to die and give away skill points. They are simply too enthusiastic and considerate.

What a loving and evil spirit, a contributing evil spirit!
The high priest didn't know at all that his wave was equivalent to giving experience.

He still feels that he has a chance to win, and he still insists on it.

He insists that his strategy of exhaustion will always work.

If it doesn't work now, it means that there are not enough evil spirits.

As long as there are enough evil spirits, and Ron and the others are not made of iron, they will definitely be tired. As long as they are tired, the opportunity will come.

At that time, he will make another debut to reap the fruits of victory.

This plan, just two words, awesome!
Just four words, no flaws!
He wanted to yell, who else?
……

the other side.

John hid in the white mist. There were more than a dozen evil spirits standing behind him. He looked fiercely at Frank who fled the white mist in a hurry, with a helpless expression on his face.

Not that he didn't want to rush out and kill Frank.

Rather, the farther away from the area covered by the white mist, the more stable the space will be. The evil spirit will lose its ability to appear and disappear, and it will be difficult for the evil spirit to pose a threat to Frank, who is holding the holy sword.

He turned his head to look at the three townspeople who died tragically not far away.

This time, he admitted, he miscalculated.

(End of this chapter)