Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

As an outstanding armed police soldier who was recruited into the National Security Bureau because of his outstanding performance and is now assigned to the Yangyue Foreign Affairs Bureau, Canglang has encountered countless resistances when arresting criminals.

Some tried to take hostages, some tried to seize guns, and even an entire village joined forces to surround the yard and try to detain him.

But no matter what, whether it was hand-to-hand combat or gunfight, single combat or team raid, Canglang was never afraid.

However, today, when that man suddenly grabbed his wrist, he felt as if his breathing had stopped for a moment.

I couldn't help but think of the first time I went on a mission. I forgot to search one of the corners and the other party put a gun to my head.

——This is the feeling of being in close contact with death.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely retreat after being frightened like this, but Canglang did not.

Instead, he gave up the idea of ​​capturing the man alive. No matter what conspiracy or tricks the man had, he just increased his strength and crushed his opponent's head!

However, as expected, no matter how hard he tried, the head, which should have exploded like an apple, remained motionless as if it was cast in steel.

???

"whee……"

As if he had guessed the other party's surprise, the young man with his head lowered let out a series of strange laughs.

The thin body trembled, and before the vigilant Canglang tried to withdraw his hand and retreat, he increased the strength of his grip on his wrist.

However, unexpectedly, no matter how hard he tried, this limb that should have broken like a branch was as indestructible as a mountain rock.

???

This isn't right. Was there something wrong with the way I exerted force just now?

So in the next moment, both of them chose to give up and start over!

……

No, I see! It's a breathing rhythm issue. Try again!

……

No, I see! It's a matter of where to apply force. Try again!

……

No, I understand! It's...

"Drink!"

The next moment, both sides exploded at the same time. One tried to take advantage of the situation and break the opponent's neck with his left hand; the other tried to hook up and punch through the opponent's chest with his right hand.

Then, naturally, after discovering that the other side had also launched an attack, they quickly changed their tactics halfway through, grabbed each other's wrists, and entered a very exciting stalemate stage.

Chloe on the side: Oh awesome, there is such a game.

Although she couldn't see the young believer's lowered face, she could still see the expressions of her teammates.

Seeing him half-crouching, clenching his hands, and blushing, he looked like he was ready to use a beast-like mentality to...

Wait, why am I thinking about this again?

In short, she hurried over from the other end of the battlefield, wanting to ask Canglang what happened?

But before he had taken a few steps, with the keen sensitivity of a blessed one and a strange werewolf, he sensed a dangerous aura emanating from the young man.

This... this is...

"Hey!"

She quickly reminded loudly.

"Leave him quickly, he has been possessed by an evil spirit!"

Canglang: Oh, so he was possessed by an evil spirit. I thought...

He has the destiny gene in his body, and it exploded on the spot. Haha, thank you for reminding me.

……

Hey!

For a moment, Canglang didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but the situation before him was obviously not one that he could retreat just because he wanted to.

So Chloe's belated reminder was meaningless, and he could only bite the bullet and continue to wrestle with this strange thing.

At the same time, I thought to myself that this alien world is indeed an alien world, and things can go wrong anywhere. If I get into trouble today, I must be more vigilant next time. Instead of catching him, I will just snipe him to death with a gun!

But as far as Hong Wen is concerned, the strange existence possessing this poor believer is obviously even more infuriating.

——No way, I have already mustered up the courage to give it a try, how can I still fight a mortal on equal terms! ?

It suddenly felt sad and evil, which further accelerated its arrival.

“Chuck, chuck…”

Therefore, as the young man's teeth kept chattering, his skin, which was already cold as a believer of Frost Iron, became even paler, as if a layer of frost was about to form on it.

No, I'm afraid there is really frost!

Because the fingers that were pinching Canglang's wrist were also becoming colder and colder, this was no longer the temperature that a living person could have.

"Hehe, haha..."

And in this dying trembling, the young man's strength suddenly increased, and he actually resisted the suppression of the wolf and raised his head with the creaking sound of his neck bones.

"..."

Even though Canglang had seen too much cruelty and violence, he couldn't help but grit his teeth when he saw this face.

Because the young man was already dead, his expression was distorted, his eyeballs, eyelashes and face were covered with a thick layer of frost, and his cracked lips were completely bloodless.

Just a minute ago, he was a living person who could run and jump and had a lot of dirty words in his mouth, but a minute later, he turned into a hideous frozen corpse!

What’s even more terrifying is that there was no fear or regret in the young man’s eyes, but instead a sense of relief and joy.

Did he really willingly dedicate his life and body to such a mess, and be proud of it?

Seeing that the man in front of him remained silent, the existence that resided in the young believer let out a low and unpleasant laugh.

Just as I was about to ask him proudly if he was afraid of me, I saw anger in his eyes again.

next second.

"Grass!"

With a roar, the wolf suddenly exerted force with anger, using his swollen muscles to break the grip of the frozen corpse.

Moreover, for ordinary people, the Blackened Demon is definitely a huge enhancement, and the small bosses will become big bosses.

But for a Qigong practitioner who is good at practicing Qigong, it's so funny. It's like the enemy has prepared his own shroud, and it's a thin-skinned coffin. The crematorium will be expedited tonight!

Therefore, with the positive energy surging around his body, the frozen corpse, who had originally wanted to grit his teeth and refuse to let go, suddenly felt as if he had grabbed a branding iron coated with sulfuric acid, and could only withdraw his hand in panic.

But that's all there is to it. After all, no matter how overbearing the righteous Qi is, it is impossible for the Canglang to do whatever it wants without paying attention to the huge gap in level and life form.

So the frozen corpse opened its mouth and spit out a breath of dirty cold air towards its burned hands, which eliminated the golden light attached to them and restored its normal functions.

However, Canglang did not expect that he could tear off the frozen corpse's arms with his mighty struggle. Instead, he quickly retreated after breaking free and came to Chloe's side.

"Is this what they call evil god possession? Is this person... the God of Cold Iron?"

The werewolf nodded wordlessly.

"You seem to know a lot about it. Do you have any way to deal with Him?"

The werewolf shook his head speechlessly.

"very good!"

Canglang clapped his hands and shouted loudly.

"What else are you talking about? If we can't win, let's retreat!"

Before he could finish his words, the werewolf broke into a run, and ran very fast, even faster than he thought he had already done it.

If it were any other time, the God of Cold Iron, who was cautious by nature and had to be cautious, might not have chased him.

After all, in addition to the man with strange energy, He could also sense the aura of another powerful god in the strange werewolf.

If I push them into a corner, no matter what the outcome is, I will definitely be seriously injured. It is better to stop in time and hide again.

But it’s not possible today, because He has no way out. Those in front of Him are the last remaining available believers in the Frost Iron Church!

Logically speaking, as an evil god who was created through strange teachings, concealment, ambush, reducing presence, and developing secretly should be the basic skills.

Therefore, although the Frost Iron Church is small, in addition to some scattered believers, it has five strongholds for believers to communicate and develop.

Moreover, each stronghold is managed by a priest who can hold a descent ceremony to summon the God of Cold Iron for help at critical moments. In theory, they will not be wiped out in one fell swoop.

——But it’s not impossible.

In fact, how could a mere priest be qualified to preside over such an important meeting on behalf of the Frost Iron Church, which was at least theoretically the organizer?

The reason why it was him was actually because three days ago, the cardinal, the greatest ruler under the god of the Frost Iron Church, disappeared for no reason while on an inspection tour.

But for the church, it was a disappearance without reason. For the Yangyue Foreign Affairs Bureau, it was a disappearance without reason. Through several days of investigation and combined with the intelligence provided by insiders and enthusiastic people, the task force followed the clues and captured a very valuable target.

"Leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist! Leslie, you believe in evil gods and harm countless people. The sooner you repent, the sooner you can atone for your sins!"

However, these believers are not strong in fate, nor in their arms or in anything else, except their mouths and necks, which are stronger than the others! They are the kind that can still be in the same shape even if their whole bodies are turned to ash!

He also particularly likes to argue with a crooked mouth, and would often say, "You are talking nonsense because you don't understand the greatness of God" or simply "Stop screaming at me!", which makes the field team members' heads buzz.

Therefore, even the most ordinary fanatic cannot be taken down by conventional means, let alone a dignified cardinal?

Therefore, even if the field team tried their best, they could only declare failure and sigh as they watched the other side raise their heads high like winners.

"What a man! Damn! It would be nice if he was from our side."

As for the unconventional and more violent torture methods, firstly, the organization does not allow such torture to lead to confessions, and secondly...

White Eagle and Rossia's colleagues have tried the great memory recovery technique, but no matter whether it was the heart-warming kick, dragon fruit, cardiopulmonary resuscitation, or blueberry juice, none of them worked.

Looking at the entire interrogation room, it is full of extremely determined and tough people. Even if all kinds of torture are used seventy or eighty times, they are still determined to either die or you die of exhaustion.

——It’s over, there’s no way to break this move.

[What should I do, Chief! ]

Looking at the letter for help sent by the field director, Lao Zhao hesitated in the office for a long time, and finally called his superiors.

So the next afternoon, a well-mannered old gentleman appeared in the office and drank three cups of fine tea with him, picked from the thousand-year-old tea tree.

It is impossible to drink tea without communication, and this gentleman called "Lao Li" speaks very nicely.

Just a few words aroused Lao Zhao's desire to speak and opened his gloomy face.

After listening to him for a while, Lao Li smiled slightly.

"It can't be helped. Who says Yangyue World is so beautiful? Just like this cup of tea, we can't even get a sip on Earth even if we try our best. But here, there is so much that we can almost make tea eggs to eat. So everyone must want to come."

"But when there are too many people, it's inevitable that there will be a mix of good and bad people. Not everyone is as glamorous as they appear, and not everyone can do their job perfectly. As a result, it's inevitable that there will be some ugly impurities in the team."

Having said that, he took a sip of tea and changed the subject.

"That's why the higher-ups gave this department to you, Lao Zhao. They agreed to establish the Foreign Affairs Bureau because they wanted someone who was capable, determined, and willing to work hard to do something practical for the people in the other world."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Lao Zhao's wrinkled face, which had just relaxed, immediately twisted again.

"Eh!? If you want to say that I have a bad temper and act like a dictator in the circle, you can just say it directly. There's no need to be so roundabout in scolding me!"

Old Li held the teacup in his hand and couldn't help laughing. He laughed for a long time before he spoke again.

"Well, if you feel that someone is holding the team back, you and everyone else can kick them out if you don't like them."

Old Zhao's eyes flashed.

"Whose idea is this?"

Old Li sat up straight.

“That’s what everyone meant.”

After saying a few ambiguous words, he got up and went to the interrogation room here.

After being imprisoned for several days, the cardinal was not in a good condition, but when he heard the door being pushed open, he immediately cast a cold look with red bloodshot in his eyes.

Seeing that it was an old man with white hair, neat clothes and a very extraordinary demeanor, he immediately frowned in vigilance.

"who are you?"

There was still a smile on Old Li's face.

"Leslie, I am sorry that you have gone astray, so I am here to show you the right path."

Why is this group of believers so difficult to convince?

Because they have their own perfect closed-loop logic and they believe in it firmly.

So if you want to communicate with them, you will inevitably fall into this logic, and if you fall into this logic and participate in its operation, you will inevitably not be able to destroy it.

If you want to break it, you must first find an entry point that is beneficial to you outside of this logic, and then use it as a fulcrum to gradually link to this logic.

After confirming the purpose and direction, launch an attack from the outside, using paradoxes and unchangeable realities to completely destroy its invulnerability.

At that time, you won’t even need to take action yourself. Believers who try to check themselves will discover this huge BUG, ​​and then their faith will collapse on its own.

At this point, the cracking is complete.

Therefore, the first sentence that Lao Li asked had nothing to do with the God of Cold Iron or the Cold Iron Church; it was just a simple question.

"Leslie, your hometown is in Poplar Town, right?"