"Excuse me, the password box is bleeding." Jiang Ji, who had been ignored for a long time, reminded weakly, "Are you really not going to do anything about it?"

The voice came from the wrong direction. Between lowering her head and turning around, Leah chose the latter. She quickly turned her head and saw that Jiang Ji had run far away from her heart and was hiding behind a tree, carefully peeking out, still holding the bucket of popcorn in his hand.

Did he finally realize something was wrong after hearing their conversation?

Did she think she could save her life by running away? Leah snorted.

What?!

Zheng Zitao was shocked when he heard this and looked down at the password box.

Sure enough, at some point, the safe began to bleed continuously from the concave lines, and the area where he held the box began to turn blue and shrunken from the fingertips, and the blood in his body was drawn out at an increasingly faster rate.

Damn it! When was the seal broken?

Zheng Zitao wanted to throw away the suitcase immediately, but his hands were stuck to the handle and he couldn't get rid of them.

His eyes were fierce, and he decisively controlled the wind blade to cut off his palm.

The safe and the warm hand fell together. The hand, which was separated from the body, was instantly sucked into a curled up, blackened chicken claw. The dry hand, which had lost its attraction to the cursed object, was finally separated from the safe. The dry hand and the hand box rolled down the slope together.

The palm was broken neatly at the wrist, and blood kept dripping down.

That ordinary face instantly lost its color, all supported by the psychic's physical fitness.

Zheng Zitao glanced at Leah with a cold gaze: "Did you do this?"

"What are you talking about?" Leah was puzzled. A light bulb suddenly lit up her head and she gave a cold and sarcastic smile. "Aren't you from Lianta trying to take this opportunity to ruin the cooperation? You don't even want to use your own hands. This is a huge sacrifice!"

A fierce fight had already broken out below. Two Buddha heads awakened from their slender arms and began to bite the two psychics fiercely.

The screams did not scare away the other psychics, but instead made them look bloodthirsty.

There were so many people crowded together that only the people in the innermost circle could squeeze in and take a bite.

Ji Qing wore black leather gloves on both hands, and his punches brought blood, leaving icy patterns on the skull, and his screams of pain were accompanied by clear sounds of bone cracking. His brilliant golden hair was tied up in a ponytail, and the ends of his hair were already wet with blood, all from other people's blood.

Zheng Zitao watched coldly. This woman was indeed very strong, but she could only hold him back for a while. Even if she was a top psychic, her mental strength was limited.

Besides, ghosts are not so easy to control. The longer you delay, the more severe the backlash you will suffer...

There is the Lotus Tower and the consortium here, and there is the shadow of the United States behind it... If things get done, the union will definitely get a piece of the pie.

A figure so fast that only a shadow remained rushed over from the crowd: "Go to hell!"

Xie Yu's devilish combat training in the virtual space came in handy. His combat skills had become his body's instinctive reaction. It was almost as if his brain had predicted it in advance. Without even turning his head, he twisted his body at an extremely tricky angle to avoid a fatal blow.

But the opponent was a person with enhanced speed, and his speed was too fast.

Xie Yu's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He kept using his ability to make lies come true in his mind, suggesting to himself that his shoulder was not injured. He successfully forgot the severe pain caused by pulling his shoulder, except that half of his body was wet with blood mixed with rotten flesh.

The dagger made a harsh metallic friction sound on the knee, and the blade cut through the trouser leg, revealing the mechanical prosthetic limb that was full of futuristic technology.

Zheng Zitao's breathing stagnated on the slope, and the heat in his eyes made him temporarily forget the pain of losing his palm.

Can it move freely? Just like a real person's legs...

He thought of the psychic catalyst potion that was sent out in that horrific live broadcast room.

This so-called medicine that can help humans stimulate superpowers and artificially create people with special abilities has made Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals search for it like crazy.

But all the efforts put in were in vain and no clues were obtained.

Those netizens who came forward and claimed that they were the lucky person were all checked by the consortium, who would rather kill the innocent than let them go.

Too bad they are all fake...

The US Strategic Analysis Group has begun to suspect that this is just a grand show.

Zheng Zitao slowly cracked a strange smile: "It seems that the Night Watch Mall is real, and the supernatural catalyst potion is also real... As long as we get the clues of the Night Watch, it will not be difficult to regenerate severed limbs? Even resurrecting the dead and turning their bones into flesh, achieving true immortality is not a dream!"

This is the power that all countries and forces around the world are crazy about!

Let me ask you, who doesn’t want to gain eternal life?

On the other side, Jiang Ji was still running hard, but she didn't run far before she was already tired like a dead dog.

There is one good thing about the bloody high-heeled shoes. They are more humane. After being hungry for too long, they need to recuperate. They cannot eat too fast at once. They have to suck one person before sucking the next one, and they will choose the target closest to them.

There are so many people with special abilities below, as long as she stays far enough away, she will be safe.

The Night's Watch had such a huge influence on these forces that a small follower like her seemed insignificant.

Anyway, this place is already covered by the bronze candlesticks and there is no way to escape no matter how hard you try. Just get rid of the Night Watch and then get rid of her.

Jiang Ji knew why the Investigation Bureau asked her to participate in this escort mission.

Her coordinates overlapped with those of the Night Watch several times in a row. Those organizations racked their brains to find the whereabouts of the Night Watch, but could not. With the pressure from above, they shifted their attention to secondary clues, just like the Changing Face Anthony who deliberately approached her before.

The Investigation Bureau knows that "Jiang Wu" is related to the prophet and is the only person known to have seen the prophet.

Jiang Ji has been in the limelight in Shangshan County and fairy tales, and her ranking in global broadcasts is even higher than Ying Huai. It is better to be aware of thieves than to be worried about them. Perhaps in order to dispel outside suspicion, the Investigation Bureau arranged her as the "cannon fodder" in this mission.

Moreover, the blood-red high heels that the Investigation Bureau deliberately selected this time have a very telling origin.

It was exactly the cursed creature that was born from Jiang Wu’s car accident.

Just like after losing memory, doctors recommend taking patients to revisit old places more often, they wished that "Jiang Wu" would appear more often under the same stimulation, so that they could remember something more... For example, what did the prophet look like? Was he a man or a woman?

Ying Huai would agree to the Investigation Bureau's arrangement, and he should be preparing to wait for Jiang Wu to show up and take direct action to deal with her.

As for why he finally said "If you don't want to go, you don't have to go", Jiang Ji was a little puzzled.