This black shadow belongs to the ethereal form of a ghost, and the physical attack of Shen Xing's fist can only have a limited impact on this kind of thing, but it cannot be defeated.
He immediately threw out the telescopic stick with his left hand, pressed the black button, and then hit the black shadow with a stick.
The black shadow of the woman just rushed forward and was hit hard on the head.
puff!
The black shadow dissipated in an instant, and only gathered again three meters away from Shen Xing, but it immediately penetrated into the woman's body.
It was visible to the naked eye that the woman's body shrank rapidly. After a period of change, she turned into the little girl in red that she saw in the closet earlier, lying on the ground with her hands and feet together, jumping into the back room like a bunny, and never seen again.
Shen Xing panted slightly, turned around, stepped out of the opened anti-theft door, looked down at the corridor, and was taken aback.
He found that Zhao Wenbo, who had just been thrown out, had disappeared!
This scene really shocked him.
Immediately looking back, Zhao Wenbo's legs were at the door of He's house at the end of the corridor. At this time, the door of He's house had been opened, and it was obvious that someone was pulling his body into the house desperately.
Shen Xing rushed in a few steps and pulled the door wider, and saw that He Jun, who had just been unconscious, woke up somehow, because he had a fracture in his right hand. At this moment, he was using his left hand to pull Zhao Wenbo into the house. Yanked in.
Not only that, at this time He Jun still had a sharp white kitchen knife in his mouth.
As soon as he looked up and saw that Shen Xing had found himself, He Jun knew that it was too late. He let go of Zhao Wenbo who was dragging, took the kitchen knife in his mouth, and stabbed Zhao Wenbo in the neck.
A big powerful hand grabbed it and tightly hooped He Jun's wrist, and then a force that was several times stronger than this poured in. With a click, He Jun's wrist was directly squeezed.
He Jun let out a muffled hum, then staggered back, and Shen Xing took the opportunity to open the door completely, then walked into the room and turned on the light in the living room.
At the same moment, the anti-theft door that had been opened next to the corridor behind him closed from inside with a thud.
Shen Xing ignored him for the time being, but stared straight at He Jun, who was pale, sitting on the floor next to He Xiaohui's bed.
At this moment, because he had changed his face, He Jun could not recognize Shen Xing's true identity, thinking that he and Zhao Wenbo were a group.
Originally, after he woke up, he was ready to wait for an opportunity to attack Shen Xing, but after discovering that Shen Xing had entered the closet, he dared not follow him.
After discovering that Zhao Wenbo was not dead, he was planning to take the opportunity to kill the sheriff directly, but he didn't know that Shen Xing smashed his wrist as soon as he arrived.
Now all struggles are superfluous, and He Jun knows that he has become meat on the chopping board.
He couldn't help but twitch lightly because of the pain in his body just after his wrist shattered, gritted his teeth fiercely, and sat on the ground panting.
Shen Xing walked to the small bed, lifted the bedding and looked at He Xiaohui, and found that he was still the weird look just now, and did not wake up.
Putting down the quilt, his tone was cold and he lowered his voice and asked He Jun: "Do you know that he is the sheriff?"
After changing his face, Shen Xing's voice also changed, which freed him from disguising when speaking.
Obviously, changing faces is more than just changing faces. The fingers become rough, and the skin texture has also undergone subtle changes. Shen Xing only adapts to these changes slowly.
In other words, this is indeed a change of identity.
He Jun lowered his head in silence without answering.
But for Shen Xing, his action is already an answer.
"Do you want to kill me too?" Shen Xing continued to ask.
He Jun raised his head this time, staring at him coldly, and did not answer either.
Shen Xing sneered: "The mouth is quite tight."
In fact, to be honest, he never expected this to show that a person who seemed to be honest was so dark and vicious in his heart.
As expected, at least some of the speculations I had just made in the next room were reliable, that is, most of the woman's death was related to this guy.
At this moment, there was a creak in the master bedroom with the door open. It was the sound of the closet door being opened.
Shen Xing was taken aback for a moment. In his memory, he didn't close the door after entering the closet, but opened it.
Seeing He Jun's expression again, he understood everything.
After Shen Xing entered the closet, He Jun did immediately close the cabinet door and then left the master bedroom. He knew that the closet was very weird. Shen Xing entered the closet, so he kept watching.
But soon I heard that the door seemed to be opened in the corridor outside the house, and then He Jun quietly opened the door of the living room of his house and looked towards the corridor.
During the day when Zhao Wenbo visited, He Jun felt that the sheriff was very unusual, so when Zhao Wenbo was about to discover his secret, He Jun chose to lure him into the master bedroom.
After suddenly seeing Zhao Wenbo appear again and he was sent out of the corridor by Shen Xing, it was obvious that there was a fighting sound in the next room, proving that Shen Xing was entangled by ghosts there, so He Jun gritted his teeth and prepared to hide Zhao Wenbo again. In the room.
In his imagination, the ghosts were extremely fierce, and Shen Xing would definitely not be able to support it for long. All of this was asked for by himself.
I didn't know that after a while, even Zhao Wenbo didn't move into the house, and Shen Xing had already come out, and it seemed that there was no ass, and he broke his wrist directly.
It wasn't until the moment his wrist broke that he knew that the stranger in front of him was not that simple, and even ghosts could not hold him back!
At this moment, after hearing the closet door in the master bedroom sounded, He Jun's expression changed drastically. Obviously, he knew something was coming out of the closet.
Shen Xing turned his head and looked towards the door of the master bedroom without saying anything.
He Jun also looked at it with horror on his face, and then there was a dragging sound from the floor in the bedroom, accompanied by a vague voice, like a rusty iron saw rubbing against a hard wood.
"what-"
A painful, stern voice sounded.
After hearing this sound, He Jun trembled violently, pointed at the door of the master bedroom, and exclaimed: "Quickly, close the door! Quickly close!"
"Don't you know how to speak?" Shen Xing didn't move, just turned around and continued to look at him.
"I said, say anything... it's okay! Close the door, hurry!" He Jun was too anxious, sitting on the ground with his feet stamped on the ground, his two broken hands swayed slightly.
His eyes were erratic and panicked, he wanted to divert his gaze to look in the direction of the master bedroom, but because of fear, he turned his head desperately and didn't dare to look.
Shen Xing stopped talking, walked to the door of the master bedroom, reached out and grabbed the doorknob, and pulled the door back, but the door lock was broken and could not be locked.
After thinking about it, Shen Xing directly stuck the door lock with a telescopic stick.
At the moment the door was closed, he faintly saw a scrawny long-haired woman crawling on the ground in the dark, and at the same time, a large amount of black air filled the wardrobe door, rolling around like a cloud.
Back in front of He Jun, Shen Xing said: "Now, tell me what you have hidden."
When the words were over, seeing that He Jun was still incapable of staying at home, he turned his head and looked at the closet in the living room as if attracted by something.
At this moment, inside the opened closet door, some black air is also gushing out. (End of this chapter)