The battle was over. With Officer Li's knife, his body was pinned to the ground.
This guy was given a really cold, refreshing treatment, and combined with his previous injuries, his body just couldn't take it anymore.
"puff……"
Finally, as if spewing out a mouthful of blood, Officer Li slowly closed his eyes.
Even at the end of his life, he was still pondering a question.
Who exactly is this outlaw Zhang San? What has he done to deserve this?
Unfortunately, this question is destined to remain unanswered.
"..."
The battle was over; the victor stood, the loser lay down, and the onlookers on both sides of the street remained silent.
Some people covered their mouths, trying their best not to make a sound, lest they be accidentally sent away by Zhang San.
"Too brutal, too brutal..."
In their hearts, they had wondered countless times, "Is this thing below a person? Is it real?"
Han Feiyu paid no attention to the inner monologues of these people. He simply felt the fictional power converging from all directions and entering the manuscript he had activated.
This battle was meticulously prepared by him, and the results met his expectations.
"Whoosh..."
They pulled the knife stuck in the ground and threw it away, then immediately lifted up the body of Constable Li.
No matter what, it was his spoils of war. He died directly at his hands, and his body was intact. Taking it should yield a good reward.
He grabbed it, but didn't refine it immediately, since everyone was still watching.
"rustle……"
Grabbing Officer Li's foot, a man and a corpse left from some corner.
His figure disappeared, and everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief at that moment.
"call……"
Their legs were so weak that they sat on the ground or leaned against the wall; for them, the battle they had just fought was still too exciting.
They didn't know how long they had rested; it probably wasn't very long, because the sounds from the streets outside came again.
"Quick, everyone, keep up! The constable has run into that outlaw!"
A team of constables, accompanied by two head constables, arrived late as reinforcements.
"Wait, are we too late? How come there are only traces of a battle left here?"
On the other side, the outlaw Zhang San, or rather Han Feiyu, dispelled the power of the original manuscript and incidentally turned Constable Li into the new original manuscript.
"I am satisfied with the results of this test."
He felt around his body, his arms and chest, which had been attacked by Officer Li before, but were now completely unharmed.
In contrast, some pages of the original manuscript he had, titled "Outlaws, Lawless Madmen," were curled and torn.
"Whether it's fiction or theft, my use of these two types of manuscripts is tantamount to using the existence of books to cover my own existence."
The blood that flowed out belonged to the characters in the story, and the scent that lingered was not mine.
Even if I was harmed, the original manuscript bore the brunt of the damage for me, until the damage became too great and the manuscript was destroyed.
Although he hadn't tested it, he had a feeling that only the original manuscript could protect him from harm.
However, it's not a big problem.
The manuscript in my hand is being repaired at an extremely slow pace. Fiction and rumors—these powers are not only for strengthening, but can also be used for healing.
"Let me see. If it's a stolen work, then you can only keep it covered and let the body heal itself by taking medicine and bandaging it."
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