big devil holmes

Chapter 181 The Charming You
On the other side of the bridge, the light shone towards him, turning the snowflakes into sparks and stretching his shadow extremely long.

Sherlock narrowed his eyes slightly.

There is no opening statement, and there are no pre-war speeches. These people are well-trained fighters. The order they received was to catch the guy in front of him. It doesn't matter if he is dizzy or disabled.

So, saying more is just a waste of words.

A series of dark cracks appeared on the bridge deck, and low or sharp roars followed. In the cold wind, those demons with the scorching temperature unique to hell slowly crawled out, as if they were burning hot. Tito was immersed in the cold water, neighing and emitting bursts of blue smoke.

contractor.
Sherlock counted, there were eight in total, not too many.

And the other party obviously didn't want to leave too many traces, the bullets flying around were very troublesome, so they didn't bring guns, only some knives equipped by the military, or weapons with electric shock functions.

In fact, in the minds of these people, there is no need for such a large force to deal with a private detective. Find someone to stop the opponent, knock him unconscious with a fist, and then just carry him away.

They didn't understand the thoughtfulness of their captain, let alone that just a few days ago, in front of a tavern, this private detective had a momentary encounter with a gentle-looking man. However, neither vice-principal Hulk nor their captain had the ridiculous idea of ​​'tied him up'.

Oh, not necessarily, after all, the other party is just a guy who has just been a contractor for half a year.

Anyway, at this moment, they were unfortunately standing on the bridge, only about 20 meters away from the detective.

Not too far, not too close, it's just right to move your hands.

Next second

"Ow!!"

A demon that was obviously not well controlled could no longer hold back its tyrannical instinct, and rushed towards the 'prey' in front of it. The distance of 20 meters was roaring wildly, and it only took a few seconds to speed up. It flew over, and then a pair of sharp claws grabbed Sherlock's face fiercely.

The summoner of this demon should belong to the symbiosis type, so there is no fancy and clever operation, just relying on the bloodthirsty and ferocity inherent in the demon, and then a cold light flashed on the sharp claws, and the thin man in front of him changed his shape. A gust of cold wind passed by the tip of his nose, and it slapped firmly on the ground, making a piercing noise of metal scraping against a hard object for a moment.

At the same time, Sherlock unhurriedly stretched out a hand and grabbed a horn on the opponent's head, and then only heard a crisp "click".

He put his foot on the connection between the demon's head and body.A moment of strength directly kicked the demon's neck out of an almost half-folded angle.

The airflow in the chest was forcibly suppressed due to the squeeze of the throat, and the roar of the demon stopped abruptly, but the tenacious vitality prevented it from dying on the spot

Sherlock was a little surprised. While secretly admiring the little guy's stubbornness, he continued to step on his feet, while the hand holding the horn continued to pull upwards vigorously.
Just pull it up so abruptly, until the flesh of the demon's neck couldn't bear the pull, and began to tear a little bit, like a piece of rice cake that was torn apart, and the thick blood was like a bright red rice cake It began to flow out along the torn opening more and more, but the spine and bones are obviously much stronger than the flesh, so the horns are connected to the hard head, and the head is involved in the tough spine, just like this The whole set of "pucha" was pulled out at once, and a bright red gorgeous fountain was sprayed out in the snow curtain! !

After that, the demon still twitched for a while, and then collapsed limply like a emptied cloth bag.

The whole process is not complicated, just a kick and a pull, so it only takes a few seconds. Sherlock is holding a long spine in his hand, standing under the bright light, the snow under his feet has completely changed color .

Then, just hanging on the ground, dragging, walked towards the group of people in front of him.

He didn't walk in a hurry, but step by step, it seemed that he stepped on everyone's heart. No one ran, no one called, and no one rushed forward.

It seems that everyone needs a few seconds to digest the scene they just saw.

Until there was a "poof", a companion next to him was counterattacked, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then all the muscles in his body seemed to be convulsed at the same time, and he fell to the ground in painful convulsions, his eyes Turning white, this finally made everyone feel relieved.

A strong sense of crisis began to spread in the hearts of everyone.

Just now, they thought that such a large formation was a little too condescending to the guy in front of them, but after a few seconds, they all began to regret why the hell they only sent so few people over.

Is this guy a Tier [-] contractor?
The information is wrong!The captain said, this guy just accepted the canonization ceremony half a year ago!

However, the huge panic and shock did not make them retreat. The duty of soldiers is to carry out orders. They did not retreat in the face of those mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Naturally, they would not retreat in the face of this weird detective!And their military literacy told themselves that this guy is just one person, so what if he is a third-order.

In the hinterland of the empire, under the shroud of holy light, there is no way for a third-order demon to be summoned, so what can he do no matter how strong he is, the human body has limits after all!I and these people go together, fighting for the serious injuries and even sacrifices of several brothers, can they still beat him alone?

In fact, theoretically speaking, this is indeed the case, so after a moment of thinking, these frontline fighters quickly regained their confidence. Through familiar eye contact, they instantly understood what was in each other's minds, so, 'huh' With a single click, the remaining seven contract demons all jumped on it at once, and the chaotic picture of claws and claws almost filled the entire bridge deck, almost drowning the emaciated body.

Under this scene, the coachman who was hiding in the distance was so frightened that his legs couldn't move, and he simply sat down on the ground.

And in the compartment
Irene's extremely beautiful eyes were slightly illuminated by the light in the distance. She pursed her lips slightly and looked at the horrible and cruel picture, but she became more and more fascinated, the smile in her eyes became more and more full, full of joy. Almost overflowing, in the end, her body softened, and she leaned against the car window, gently supporting her chin with one hand, as if she was enjoying the most grand and magnificent opera scene.

And the smile on the corner of her mouth made her exude a natural and extremely flattering attitude.

awesome
(End of this chapter)