Several hours later...
The central part of the Blackwater River has dried up again.
"Shen Lingxue, attack this puddle," Fang Xiu commanded.
Shen Lingxue glanced at Fang Xiu suspiciously, then began to work, a bright flame appearing in her hand as she blasted it straight at the puddle.
As before, the hair monster was blasted out again.
This time, however, Fang Xiu's gaze was not on the hair-ghost, but was fixed on the special operations team.
Just as Shen Lingxue was battling the hair monster, the special operations team made its move.
Their limbs began to move in an uncoordinated way, like marionettes, the stiffness lasting only two or three seconds before their movements became coordinated.
They pounced on Fang Xiu and his companions like ferocious cheetahs.
"Watch out! Our bodies are out of control."
The special operations team was fast, but Fang Xiu, who was well-prepared, was even faster.
He dealt with a group of unarmed special operations teams with ease.
The scalpel, radiating a chilling aura, danced like a butterfly in Fang Xiu's hands.
His figure moved like a ghost, darting through the special operations team.
Swish, swish, swish!
Countless flashes of silver light appeared, and in just a moment, a line of blood appeared on the legs of countless special operations team members.
The bloodline was initially very faint, almost invisible, but in the next second it kept getting darker and redder until blood gushed out.
Then those who were slashed fell to the ground.
Strangely, even though they were incapacitated, those people seemed to have no sense of pain, crawling on their hands to kill Fang Xiu and the others.
"Shen Lingxue, deal with the hair monsters immediately. They've all been controlled. I'll restrain them."
Fang Xiu's calm voice rang out from the crowd. He moved through the crowd like a ghost, and every time he appeared, several members of the special operations team would fall down.
Upon hearing this, Shen Lingxue looked at the strange-looking man with anger in her eyes, and the temperature of the flame in her hand seemed to rise with her anger.
She formed two bright, blazing fireballs in her hands, then raised them high above her head, whereupon they merged into one even larger fireball.
"Prepare to die!"
With a delicate shout from Shen Lingxue, a large fireball, like a small sun, was thrown towards her hair.
boom!
With a deafening roar, the hair-like creature was completely engulfed by the fireball, burning fiercely until it was reduced to ashes.
"It's solved."
A hint of joy flashed in Shen Lingxue's eyes.
However, Fang Xiu then poured cold water on the situation: "Their control has not been lifted. It seems that it is not this monster that is controlling them, or the monster is not dead."
"What!"
Shen Lingxue looked over in surprise and saw that the members of the special operations team were still attacking.
Fang Xiu single-handedly dealt with almost everyone, while Zhao Hao and the fat man were each being chased by someone.
Although Zhao Hao and Fatty had both awakened their spirituality and could unleash superhuman strength, they were both too soft-hearted to harm their own people, and lacked combat experience, so they couldn't gain a significant advantage against fully armed soldiers.
Soon, Shen Lingxue joined the battle. Instead of using her fire abilities, she chose to knock all of them unconscious with her fists.
Several minutes later, all the special operations team members were finally dealt with, and most of them fell into a coma.
Fang Xiu looked at the unconscious crowd, lost in thought.
They weren't travelers, nor were they hair-related ghosts?
Why was the special operations team taken into custody?
He had solved the strange occurrences, but instead of uncovering the truth, he discovered that even more mysteries had emerged.
As Fang Xiu pondered, only Shen Lingxue looked at him with a surprised and suspicious gaze.
Shen Lingxue suddenly remembered Fang Xiu's previous order requiring the special operations team to make contact with the armed forces.
Did he foresee this? Is that why he ordered the disarmament?
What terrifying precognitive ability! If he hadn't foreseen this, facing a fully armed special operations team at such close range, everyone would probably be dead.
What Shen Lingxue didn't know was that she had actually died once already.
"Fang Xiu, what should we do next?" Shen Lingxue suddenly asked. Clearly, she had realized who was the one who could make the right judgment.
"Tie them all up first, and we'll talk about it when they wake up."
Everyone did as instructed.
Fortunately, the special operations team all carried ropes, so there was no need to worry about not having enough.
After being tied up, it took another half hour before several team members finally woke up.
"What...what's going on?"
"How did we get tied up?"
"Do you remember what just happened?" Fang Xiu stepped forward and asked.
The team members shook their heads, looking somewhat bewildered.
Don't you remember? It seems the control has been lifted.
Was it because of the hair that they died? Or could the real mastermind only control these people for a limited time?
There is too little information to make a judgment.
After waiting for another half hour, most of the team members had woken up, and no one remembered what had just happened.
Seeing this, Fang Xiu told them to bandage their wounds themselves and then went back.
These people can't be used for now, otherwise they might "rebel" again at any time.
Shen Lingxue then made a phone call to report the incident to her superiors and asked them to send someone to conduct a comprehensive test on the members of the special operations team who participated in the operation.
After settling everything in, Fang Xiu said, "Let's go back to Blackwater Village."
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