How should the spirit master in the mental hospital save himself at the beginning?

"Are you too bloody? You don't have the qualities to be an Ultraman at all!"

Wang Heng here handed over the bleeding man's gun and turned towards Taylor's direction.

There's not much blood on Taylor's body, and although Jian Suxin is indeed pretty good in martial arts, her abilities are more like those of a mage.

It's a bit similar to Yuan Ge, with thin blood, but no substitute.

"Who made his power so terrifying? If we don't get rid of him quickly, I'm afraid I'll never see you again!"

Taylor's voice was charming, but the background music was the shadow man's crazy wails and howls. Wang Heng listened to Jian Suxin's voice without any fluctuation in his heart.

"Drama queen!"

Wang Heng used his feet to turn the shadow man, who was lying on the ground like a crayfish, over. The shadow man only cared about the pain and completely ignored the outside world.

"Boss!"

The bleeding man with the ability to mentally attack felt extremely distressed when he saw the miserable situation of his boss, and he raised his legs to run over there!

However, how could Li Ting, who was still alive and strong, let the bleeding man disturb the boss's flirting with girls?

He raised his hand decisively and shot the bleeding man in the back of the knee!

"what!"

"Oh!"

The bleeding man screamed in pain and fell to the ground. The wound on his lower abdomen began to ooze blood again, but the most painful thing was the back of his knee!

The bullet embedded into his kneecap from behind, and he couldn't stop screaming in pain.

"Can I discuss something with you? Tell me where Zhang San is."

Wang Heng looked back at the bleeding man, and then squatted down in front of the shadow man.

The shadow man didn't even look at the werewolf version of Tiga in front of him, he just screamed in pain.

"Look at the good things you did!"

Wang Heng turned back and glared at Aotuman, who turned his head and whistled...

"Boss, where is the person? We are here!"

After the battle, Li Ting's men arrived as late as the police who were always late.

Li Ting suddenly realized that if his injuries were seen by his subordinates, it would definitely not be justified.

So he used his spare walkie-talkie to notify his subordinates to wait outside and ask his loyalist, who was also a living dead, to bring clean clothes and medical supplies.

......

Half an hour later, in the secret basement of the dock.

The two infiltrators have been knocked unconscious and tied up in two rooms respectively.

After simple treatment of the wound, he will not die for the time being.

Wang Heng stood in front of the bleeding man who seemed to be easier to talk to.

"Tell me, who are you?"

The werewolf Tiga sat in front of the man with a golden sword, and Tyro Bumpman stood behind him to support him.

Li Ting was treating wounds in other rooms.

"Humph!"

The stubborn bleeding man turned his head to the other side.

Wang Heng was not in a hurry and stood up. His hard iron claws grabbed the bleeding man's knees and exerted slight force.

"what!!!"

The howling sound penetrated from the basement of this house to another basement, frightening the unconscious shadow man awake.

In front of him stood two men in black suits holding guns, staring at him eagerly.

Both feet are gone from the ankle down. It can be seen that Jian Su is very serious...

"what!!"

"No way, you can't be so stubborn."

The werewolf Diga's words were ridiculing, but Wang Heng's own tone was as indifferent as killing a chicken.

He already had guesses about the identities of these two people.

The pistol is a general police pistol. Judging from the sign language of the two people, the bleeding man's offensive posture with the gun and some subconscious movements coming out of the shadow of the shadow crowd.

Obviously they have received professional training.

"It's okay to tell us where our guest Zhang San is, right?"

Wang Heng removed the claws on his knees. The bleeding man's knees had been completely twisted into a complex shape.

"No...ah!"

Before he could say the words "impossible", Wang Heng moved his little hand.

Knead his other knee into a knot.

"You robbed our people, how can you still be justified!?"

He saw the bleeding man staring at him, as if he wanted to imprint his image in his heart.

Wang Heng gave him a slap in the face with disdain, "You just show off, and I am also a Diga now!"

The interrogation was in an embarrassing situation.

Wang Heng didn't know if he could imbue spirits now, so he couldn't directly kill the two people and ask for their spirits.

Turning around to find water to drink.

Wang Heng's eyes glanced at the shadow on the ground without revealing any trace.

His back was completely exposed to the bleeding person.

Something invisible squirmed in the shadows.

"careful!"

Jian Suxin's eyes never left Wang Heng. When the shadow fluctuated, she naturally noticed it.

"boom!"

Just as Jian Suxin finished speaking, gunfire rang out.

When she looked over again, Wang Heng's claws were grabbing the gun-holding arm stretched out from the shadows.

"Click."

The sound of bone cracking came through the skin, and it was unexpectedly crisp.

"what!"

The shadow man's hand was crushed by Wang Heng.

The broken bones and slag pierced the skin, and the scene was once very scary.

Seeing the gun in the shadow man's hand, Wang Heng asked Li Ting in the headset to send someone to check if the two men guarding him next door were missing.

Then he threw the shadow man on the ground like he was dragging a dead dog, and found a rope to tie him up.

"Don't touch my boss!"

The bleeding man's eyes were about to widen, and he lost control of his mind.

"Oh?"

Wang Heng felt that he had found a breakthrough. The two people were definitely in love.

Under the eyes of the bloody man who wanted to eat him.

He blocked the shadow man's mouth and put a black cloth bag specially used to cover the shadow man's head.

Wang Heng crushed the cup on the table, found the easiest piece to test its sharpness, and put it on the shadow man's neck.

"Where is my lovely Zhang San?"

he asked the bleeding man kindly.

"you!"

The bleeding man couldn't get hard now.

"Say or not?"

The glass shards scratched the shadow man's skin, and Wang Heng felt the shadow man struggling. He squeezed the shadow man's neck harder and harder.

The man's Adam's apple popped out.

"I......"

The bleeding man was in a desperate struggle.

"呲~"

The glass shards turned downwards and plunged into the shadow man's right chest!

"Ah...ho ho..."

The screams were cut off midway because the back of the neck was being squeezed tightly.

"I said! I said! Don't touch my boss!"

Although the bleeding man could endure the torture himself, he could not watch his companions being tortured and killed in front of him.

He reported the location of a container, and Li Ting, who was listening to all the sounds in his headset, immediately sent someone to look for it.

In less than ten minutes, the poor unconscious Zhang San finally appeared in front of Wang Heng.

Just like in the information, he didn't run away.

"Now, please report your identity and reasons one by one. Your boss won't last long."

Wang Heng pulled out the glass shards on the shadow man's right chest and threw them aside.

Blood seeped onto the dark floor, and Wang Heng sat back on the table.

"Well!"

Under the hood, the shadow man struggled wildly, no matter how much blood flowed from his body, his identity could not be exposed, even if he died.