"Wow..."

After a night of fighting and chasing, it was not until dawn that Wei Wei sat on the edge of an old building, slowly took off his raincoat, faced the last touch of thick night, and swung it hard, drawing endless blood. Dripping and dripping.

Then, he sat on the roof, lifted up his bloody sheep-face mask, and slowly lit a cigarette.

I raised my ears several times to make sure that I could no longer hear any other heartbeats.

It's still unclear how many outside hunters he killed and how many people he rescued that night. He was very happy at the time and didn't bother to count. Of course, there was no need to count. Anyway, if he read the newspaper the next day, Basically, that’s it.

If that doesn't help, you can just go back to the base and ask directly.

Anyway, these hunters who survived will be sent directly to the base by the Security Office.

Logically speaking, I should catch one and send one back, but that would be too inefficient.

So Wei Wei chose to hang them in a more conspicuous place, then find someone to call the police and send them back to the police station.

So, whatever is caught in the end is the number.

As for someone who died accidentally, what does that have to do with him?

I am just a person who likes to persuade them to return from their lost ways. As long as they don't do bad things again, I can forgive them whether they live or die.

Slowly blowing out the smoke, Wei Wei saw that the dark night began to become thinner with the smoke.

He rubbed his temples, which were aching due to overexcitement and blood loss, and began to sort out this new ability:

Through the dissemination of artwork, fear is spread, and when the other party's fear reaches a serious level and meets certain restrictions, these fears are heard, and with the help of the power of scarlet, the location of these people is captured...

However, this ability seems to have limitations:

Condition restriction 1: You need to be within a certain distance from the other party before you can hear the other party's heartbeat.

Condition 2: The other party must see the artwork, feel fear, and understand the meaning of the artwork.

Condition 3: The other party must know the shocking connotation of this work of art and forcibly violate the shocking connotation of this work of art.

Condition restriction 4: The induction will only appear for a period of time.

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Slowly smoking, Wei Wei analyzed and summarized bit by bit.

The distance limit may be related to my own ability. Now that I have just awakened this ability, I can only listen to a coverage area with a diameter of no more than ten kilometers. As my power increases later, this listening range should be expanded.

Fear limits, when the other party sees the work of art and becomes fearful, there is a possibility of being heard.

But if the other party has no fear at all, or the other party's reaction is too slow, and even if he sees it, he doesn't know that this thing is related to him, then you should not be able to hear the other party's heartbeat. This means that the ability has not been successfully triggered at all. .

Of course, the other party felt the fear and knew it was related to him, but he suddenly stopped and he probably couldn't hear it.

The last one is that this kind of induction only exists for a period of time.

Just like a person who knows that someone has been caught by the dean for skipping classes but still plans to skip classes, then at the moment when he climbs over the wall, the fear in his heart is the most serious and the most likely to be heard by himself, but if he is here For a period of time, when I didn't show up, and the other party successfully skipped class, or even sat in an Internet cafe, the fear in my heart gradually dissipated, and I couldn't hear him anymore.

Now I can no longer hear other heartbeats, that's why.

I stopped a lot of hunting this night, but there should be some that I didn't hear.

Part of it has been completed, and the fear has disappeared.

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"perhaps……"

Wei Wei dropped the cigarette butt from upstairs and sighed softly: "My ability should be named:"

"The gaze of justice?"

"..."

He jumped up from the building and landed smoothly with the help of bloodshot blood.

I have to say that this ability is indeed very different from the abilities I have had or experienced before.

Captain Ouyang is actually a very knowledgeable person.

Demonic power has limitations. It can disrupt logic and construct false logic, but it cannot create logic out of thin air...

This seems to be true.

Your own scarlet can turn the things at hand into extremely lethal weapons.

But you can't make weapons out of thin air.

Although other demonic powers can also bring about strange effects, they rarely work without a medium, but this ability is different. It seems to be invisible, directly between itself and the hunters.

A logic is constructed.

As long as you commit another crime, I will find you...

To describe it more clearly, it is like a believer calling the devil. As long as the conditions are met, the devil will respond to you.

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Wei Wei was thinking as he walked to the motorcycle parked on the roadside.

After running all night, I was almost out of gas.

Although it seems that Wei Wei was responding to the call of believers everywhere that night, there is one thing to say.

Maybe these believers don't know that the devil rides a motorcycle and responds everywhere.

The efficiency is indeed a bit low...

Wei Wei also had to admit that this ability to listen to fears was indeed not in line with his current status.

It always feels like a child getting an adult's weapon.

"Forget it, let's think about it later..."

Wei Wei took a deep breath and praised the motorcycle. He had to go back to the base first. Brother Piggy should start making porridge.

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This night is destined to be a restless night.

When Wei Wei pulled away from one kind of happiness in his mind and ran towards another kind of happiness, I don't know how much news had spread crazily. Last night, police cars were dispatched everywhere, and some

The legend of being seen, coupled with the operations of many special intelligence agencies, caused the madness of this night to be quickly transmitted to the ears and eyes of everyone involved.

Even before the newspapers in the morning began to cover the news, a faint panic was already spreading.

The mysterious organizations hidden in every corner of the city began to exchange information.

The reporter who had been awake half the night was frantically writing press releases and coding photos.

Before the city had completely woken up from its slumber, the legend of the scarlet devil coming to Scrap Iron City had already spread throughout the streets and alleys.

"That is indeed a demon, I saw it with my own eyes..."

"He nailed a man to a street lamp, then spread his wings and flew into the night."

"He wore a black cloak, held a bloody sickle, and had the face of a sheep..."

"It's true, I saw it with my own eyes!"

"I was dozing off in the store, and he suddenly ran in to buy oden..."

"..."

Among all kinds of horror legends, only a group of children swore to reporters: "That's not a devil!"

"He is a good big brother..."

"He wore a very cute mask and told us to be good..."

"..."

"..."

While countless rumors were brewing, Wei Wei pushed his motorcycle, which ran out of gas, on a long journey back to the base.

Uncle Gun was smoking a cigarette at the door and kept looking into the distance. When he saw Wei Wei, he immediately stood up excitedly. While calling the people in the base, he came towards Wei Wei and opened his mouth, "You are now."

How about it, do I need a stabilizing injection...

"I'm fine, how are you doing?"

Wei Wei smiled and leaned his motorcycle against the wall, then walked into the base while rubbing his hands.

Uncle Gun looked around and felt a little guilty. He quickly took an oilcloth from the yard and covered the bloody motorcycle.

"It's okay, I told you, there are no demons in Scrap Iron City."

"Let those people think about it, is it saving them or harming them?"
To be continued...