big devil holmes

Chapter 67
This poke was extremely cruel, which showed that the young man in front of him had no mercy at all.

However, the place that was facing the Tianling Gai suddenly shifted its position.

In other words, Sherlock suddenly turned sideways without warning.

No one knows how he did it, anyway, the body that was still motionless just now suddenly flashed to the side, causing the screwdriver to miss his head and plunge straight into the gap between the collarbone and the shoulder blade .

This piercing was extremely deep, almost sinking into the root, but Sherlock didn't seem to care about the pain at all, and his expression remained in the helplessness of losing the fun of reasoning just now.

"Tsk, it's really a simple and easy-to-understand ability. As long as the prey is afraid, you can restrain it, but as long as the prey is not afraid, your ability will disappear quickly, right?"

Hearing Sherlock's words, the man in the hood seemed to want to say something, but the madness in his mind could no longer make him speak rationally.

I can only babble as always:

"I'll do it. Hahaha. I'll do it!!"

As he said that, he wanted to pull out the screwdriver.

But before he exerted his strength, a hand suddenly sprang out and grabbed his wrist tightly, with great strength, even trying desperately to break free was useless.

At the same time, Sherlock's body gradually regained its ability to move, first his arms, then his torso and lower limbs, and finally, he simply held each other's hand and stood up little by little.

The man in the hood is not tall, so Sherlock needs to look down at him after getting up.

As for the gouging-eye demon lying on the neckline, it also fell to the ground with a slap when it got up, and fell to the ground. It just wanted to turn over, but was stepped on; if it weren't for this little guy There was a little energy left, and the strength of this kick was removed, and it was very likely that he would be crushed on the spot.

"That's why at the very beginning, you need to use words like 'lifting the nails' to arouse some subconscious fears in people's minds, right." Sherlock didn't care about the resistance of the demon under his feet at all, and continued to take it easy Said: "

Very good, not only has wisdom, but also understands what human beings are afraid of.

Pain can indeed make people start to fear unconsciously, and words and language can indeed implant "pain sensation" into people's consciousness.

For example [Put a toothpick in the gap between your big mother's toenails, and then kick the wall hard! 】This kind of words, as long as people hear it, they will subconsciously feel uncomfortable.

the same way. 'Picking up the nails' has a similar effect"

In this passage, Sherlock deliberately slowed down his speech, in order to let the demon and the hooded man in front of him hear clearly.

Since the opponent's ability comes from the fear of the prey, if the prey is not only not afraid, but also analyzes this ability clearly and tells the opponent openly, with a little disappointment in his tone.

Then the effect of this ability is probably gone.

Sure enough, following this passage, Sherlock could clearly feel the strength of his body gradually recovering;
So, he gradually increased the strength in his hands, and the bones of the man in the hood creaked softly. The intensified pain finally made the madness in his eyes fade a little bit, and he began to scream, howl, and think more desperately. To break free.

At the same time, Sherlock's feet were also slowly exerting force, and the sound of the little devil's feet being trampled one by one by the soles could be faintly heard.

"Come on, you will soon be unable to restrain me. If you don't work harder, you will be crushed by me."

Sherlock said resentfully, lowered his eyes, and looked indifferently at the struggling demon under his feet.

But right now!
A rift in the void suddenly opened. It was close to the ground, and the position was just under the body of the gouging-eyed demon.

A momentary feeling of emptiness came from under Sherlock's feet, and the demon fell directly into the crack and escaped.

"Heh, a little smarter than I thought."

Sherlock muttered nonchalantly, he wasn't even annoyed by the escape of the devil under his feet, he just smiled leisurely, then turned his head slightly, and turned his gaze to the man who was still desperately trying to pull his hand out. Hooded man.

"Okay, the little guy will deal with it later, now only you and me are left here."

Although his tone was very casual and his smile was bright, the two corpses were lying not far away, and the whole car was full of bloody smell, so this smile was particularly incongruous and frightening.

Uh, that's right, the man in the hood is starting to feel scary too.

With the departure of the gouging-eyed demon, the madness in his eyes began to dissipate gradually, but what replaced it was still not the look that a normal person should have, but a more intense fear!

And this fear is getting more and more sinister, like a leaking steam pipe, it is desperately rushing out, it seems that it has been suppressed in his heart for a long time, and finally found a channel to vent.

So at this moment, he almost lost his mind and began to roar! ! ! !

"Let go of me. Ahhh. Let me go, I didn't do it!!!!"

Howling, he struggled more and more, and after realizing that it had no effect, he suddenly twisted his arm 360 degrees.

chugging————

In an instant, the tendons in the wrist were directly broken, and the bones of the hand were also twisted and broken by himself, so that he rolled one hand into a pool of soft flesh, and finally broke free from Sherlock; During this period, the man in the hood didn't seem to care about the pain at all. He slammed into the window of the steam train without saying a word. Clinking along the viaduct all the way, he didn't know how many steel bars and steam pipes he hit, and fell miserably. ground.

It has to be said that Sherlock was a little surprised. Although most of the contractors had some strength blessings, he did not expect that this young man could burst out with such decisive strength, let alone that the other party would actually make a move in order to escape. Such a self-harming behavior.

"Is it necessary to do this? Can't we have a good chat first, I am very soft-hearted, and I didn't say that I would definitely not let you go?"

He muttered, lit a cigarette
In fact, if it is normal, he will definitely not let this kind of thing happen. Whether it is the demon or the man with the hood, don't even try to escape from him, but now he has not fully controlled himself body, so the movement is a little bit slower.

But it doesn't matter, the result is the same anyway
So Sherlock came to the broken glass that had just been smashed open, exhaled a puff of smoke, and then jumped down lightly, and the wind blowing in the opposite direction lifted his coat upwards, making a hunting sound.

After landing, he glanced at the direction in which the young man disappeared, and shook his head feeling sorry for him:
"The mental quality of young people nowadays is really bad, and they want to escape when they encounter something.

What are you running away from, and you can’t escape.”

(End of this chapter)