Sha pulled out a severed hand from under his grey robe and tried to tease the little white cat. "I hate fighting and killing the most. Bloody scenes are so scary!"
The cold air came out from the little white cat, instantly freezing its pale hands into ice sculptures, with its two little white pads raised and its claws and fangs bared.
Fang Ming stroked the kitten and said, "Find out the whereabouts of the remains of the shadow as soon as possible. You don't have to worry about finding him."
He didn't want to be raised by the shadow remnants as a BOSS again, and if it was related to the gang, it would be the most unwise to let a bitch like Sha fight among the dogs.
Fang Ming waved his hand, signaling her to go to work.
"You really know how to order people around." He put the hood on his head and turned to leave.
The little white cat nestled in Fang Ming's arms, looking at him with its big, sparkling eyes. It asked curiously, "What are we going to do? Are we looking for someone? Do you have any friends in this city?"
Fang Ming shook his head. "We are here to experience the local customs and culture. We can just leave the work to people who are specialized in the field."
A huge shadow gate condensed behind Fang Ming, and a two-meter-tall blue-eyed woman walked out of the shadows. Her thick black curly hair scattered like seaweed, and her cold expression made the little cat feel cold.
Nafu knelt down on both knees and bowed sincerely, "Mr.
Fang Ming reached out and stroked the cold snake scales on the back of her neck. His tone gradually became colder. "Go find me an ungrateful dog, and drag it back here regardless of whether it's dead or alive..."
Nafu leaned over and sniffed Fang Ming's scent. The snake's keen sense of smell registered the familiar smell. "Nafu swears to complete the mission of the Lord of the Rings until his death."
The wide black robe covered the snake lady's exaggerated body. Shadows surged under the black robe, and her fighting spirit was high.
"Meow~"
The little white cat looked at the gloomy and strange atmosphere, called out uneasily, and licked Fang Ming's palm with its tongue.
Fang Ming's gloomy expression gradually faded, revealing a gentle and friendly look. He picked up the kitten and rubbed it against his face for a while, "Be good, I'll take you to play~"
The snow-white kitten meowed as it was scratched by the stubble, and its paw pads scratched Fang Ming's big face. Nafu had disappeared on the spot.
…
The damaged police car stopped at the door of the Federal Police Station. After Henry finished his inspection, he quickly rushed into the door of the police station, yelling to attract everyone's attention.
"Where's the director? Where is he? Something big has happened!"
"Heng Chen! Why did you come back alone? They..."
"Dead! Dead!" Henchen was hysterical, shouting to his colleagues, "Where is the director!?"
"There's a meeting upstairs."
Upon hearing this, Heng Chu rushed forward immediately, but just as he took a step, he suddenly felt something entangled under his feet.
He looked down and saw a pale hand reaching out from his shadow, grabbing his ankle tightly.
Heng Chen's pupils widened instantly, his handsome features became ferocious because of fear, and he looked at his colleagues around him with a trembling voice, "Help..."
A flash of white light passed by, and the broken limbs stretched out from the shadow jumped up. Each finger was a sharp dagger, easily cutting into the man's flesh.
In the blink of an eye, Henry's body was torn into pieces, and blood plasma stained the red carpet in the police station lobby.
The police officers were stunned for a moment, their faces turned blue, and filth flowed out of their mouths, adding a bit more flavor to the entire hall.
At the top of the police station building, a man in a gray robe sat alone, muttering to himself.
"Fighting is the worst thing I can do. I'm just slacking off for fun!"
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