[Comprehensive British and American] I heard that the figure is the holy relic for summoning Chaoyin

The scene inside the cell door was appalling. The handcuffed hands of the black-haired Asian youth were fixed on the table, and the wooden table itself was already dilapidated, with many pieces of wood scattered all over the place.The curtains hanging from the windows were also roughly ripped off and dragged on the floor.

The young man's eyes widened, as if he saw something unbelievable. There was a scratch on his cheek, and dark red blood was oozing from his wound.

Kou Mingchi immediately guessed what happened here, the young man in front of him was obviously experiencing what he had encountered before.The youth is being hurt by something only the other person can see.

"What is your crime?" Kou Mingchi asked the young man.If they don't know the other party's charges, they have no way to start.

The young man looked dazed, as if he hadn't recovered from what he was going through.His eyes were out of focus, and he looked like he couldn't communicate with others. He just kept shaking his head, "Don't come here, don't come here again!"

Kou Mingchi hesitated for a moment, it is naturally impossible for him to get close to the other party easily.Kou Mingchi picked up the corner of the half-palm-sized table at his feet, then adjusted the angle, and turned the thing towards the young man's fart.

Kou Mingchi had his own considerations.He had to wake up this young man from his daze and fear.Pain is the best stimulus.Moreover, as the place where the humanoid fat accumulates, the wooden block will cause the least damage to the human being when it is hit there.

A corner of the table hit the young man's buttocks hard. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the sharp and right-angled table corner dented the young man's buttocks wrapped in his trousers, and then fell. There was a muffled sound on the ground.Accompanied by the muffled sound, there was also the young man's shrill scream.

Bruce Wayne: "..."

To be honest, after Bruce Wayne discovered the bat dart hidden by Kou Mingchi at the end, he felt that everything was going in a strange direction.

At this moment, the Asian young man finally looked at Kou Mingchi and the others. He wanted to rub the painful butt, but his hands were bound by handcuffs, so he could only give up, "Help me, there are so many animals, so many Damn animals!"

Suddenly, the young man stopped shouting, he twisted like crazy, his upper body seemed to be pushed down on the table by something, his legs kicked the air indiscriminately, his eyes were fixed on the above.

"He's going to suffocate." Bruce Wayne quickly recognized the young man's state from the young man's reaction. He turned his head to look at Sam and Dean, "Is this a ghost?"

"It stands to reason that most ghosts should be able to see it." Dean frowned, looking at the instrument that was still glowing in his hand, "Actually, it's not just ghosts that can cause this thing to react..."

As Dean spoke, Sam had pointed the barn into the air above the young man.The bullet grazed the young man's head and hit the wall behind him.But the pained expression on the young man's face remained undiminished.

"Damn it!" Sam was a little anxious. If he could, he didn't want to see life disappear before his eyes. "Missed?" He shouted at the young man, "Grab that monster, grab whatever it is !"

"That's what you call a salt bomb?" Bruce Wayne looked at the bullet embedded in the wall. He could see that the power of that thing was not as strong as ordinary bullets. That's why he didn't stop the two brothers from shooting. The reason for the wooden warehouse.

"Yes." Kou Mingchi nodded. Although as a good citizen, he rarely used salt bombs, he still recognized them.

"We just made this in a hurry." Dean helped Sam further confirm the location of the creature that only young people could see with the machine in his hand that can sense the supernatural creature. He looked at Kou Mingchi, "You Know about salt bombs? Are you a ghost hunter too?"

"I'm not." Kou Mingchi shook his head, "I'm probably an amateur? After all, my father taught me some skills to help me protect myself."

"Your father?" Dean glanced at Kou Mingchi, he seemed to think of something, and Kou Mingchi guessed that Dean might be thinking of his father.

At this moment, the young man had already grasped a cloud of air with great difficulty, his hands were bulging with veins, and he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, but there was indeed nothing on his fingertips.

Sam aimed the muzzle of the wooden barn at the cloud of air the young man was clutching, and pulled the trigger.The salt bomb passed through the young man's fingers precisely, but the young man's expression was still painful.

Sam frowned, "Salt bombs are useless."

Bruce Wayne looked at the young man with his mouth open to breathe desperately. He could see that the obsidian-like pupils of the other party had become a little dizzy. If this continues, this young man will really die.

"Then use holy water?" Kou Mingchi took out the small bottle.

"It's useless." Dean stopped Kou Mingchi. "Holy water and salt bombs are essentially the same. They are both used to hunt ghosts and demons. Since salt bombs are useless to those things, so is holy water."

"Draw an expulsion formation." Sam decided, he bit his finger, looked at Kou Mingchi, "help me."

Kou Mingchi imitated Sam and bit his finger. The bloody smell spread along his teeth. The bright red was blood stained on Kou Mingchi's lips, which he wiped off at will, but still left a strange redness.

Kou Mingchi tilted his head at Sam while holding his bleeding finger, the dark red blood slid down the lines of his fair fingers, like a brightly colored little snake. How to stand out on the trained fingers, "What should I do?"

Sam looked at him for a few seconds, he seemed to hesitate, but soon, he made up his mind, "You draw this pattern with me."

Kou Mingchi took a look at the pattern that Sam hastily sketched in the air. Although the pattern looked cumbersome, Kou Mingchi was sure to remember it.

"You draw from the left, I draw from the right," said Sam.

"Do you want to draw it that big?" Kou Mingchi looked at the area Sam circled, and the pattern almost covered the entire room.

And Sam also gave his own explanation for this: "We don't know if there are other things in this room, because at first the young man said 'a lot of animals'." He glanced at Kou Mingchi, "If this If there is more than one non-human creature in the room, the situation of that young man will not change."

Kou Mingchi nodded. He half-kneeled on the ground and used blood to outline cumbersome, never-before-seen patterns. His technique was not skilled, but he drew very seriously.

By the time he finished the last stroke, Sam had already finished the painting, and he was standing behind Kou Mingchi with his hands behind his back.Because of the division of labor, after the pattern was drawn, Kou Mingchi and Sam stood in the center of the pattern.

Looking at the incomparably gorgeous pattern under his feet, Kou Mingchi inexplicably had a bad premonition, he looked at Sam, "Dean just said that thing is neither a ghost nor a devil, so what is this expulsion array you drew ?”

At this moment, Sam was also looking at Kou Mingchi.His eyes are very complex, containing a kind of guilt.

The next moment, Kou Mingchi couldn't see the expression in the other party's eyes clearly.The space in front of him was churning violently. The first thing that got into a mess was the emotion in Sam's eyes, then Sam's appearance, and finally even the figures of Bruce Wayne and Dean got into a mess.

Everything was like paint being stirred crazily, everything seemed to be mixed together, and these swirling things made him feel dizzy.Accompanied by dizziness came a severe headache.

Kou Mingchi half-kneeled on the ground with his head in his arms. He felt that his body and even his soul would be absorbed by those whirlpools. He felt that his soul was being pulled so painfully that something was pulling his soul out of his body!

It was also at this moment that Kou Mingchi saw the animals the youth mentioned.

Those animals looked very scary, either missing ears or eyes, and some even had their entire heads pierced by steel nails.At this moment, Kou Mingchi knew what the charges against the Asian youth were.

Those animals surrounded the young Asian, and the largest one pressed the young Asian firmly to the ground with a huge paw, while its other paw firmly stuck the young Asian's neck—— —This is probably why Asian youths feel suffocated.

Those eddies apparently affected the animals as well.The animals howled and rolled on the ground, and the scarred bodies gradually dissipated like mist.

The disappearance of those animals seems to have opened a veil, and with the disappearance of the animals, a figure slowly appeared.

It was a woman with blond hair and white clothes, she was floating in the air, her white wings were folded behind her.Her expression was painful, and even her toes curled up in pain.

She looks like an angel.But Kou Mingchi's intuition told him that it was not an angel, at least not a complete angel.

We must know that the current angels have gone to the countryside to do as the Romans do, to the point of putting on human shells and human clothes.Only in this way can they better intervene in human life.A creature like Kou Mingchi's looks completely different from human beings, and it looks like a species that lags behind real angels by several ages.

Kou Mingchi watched indifferently as the woman shivering and huddled in the air slowly disappeared.She looks much more fragile than Kou Mingchi.

That's a counterfeit, a counterfeit.A wave of anger gradually rose from Kou Mingchi's heart, it was the anger of having his reputation offended.But at the next moment, Kou Mingchi controlled his instinct well.

Kou Mingchi knew that this instinct should not belong to him.He's not a complete angel, he's sure of that.Not to mention, he was raised as a human being.

Kou Mingchi doesn't have many abilities that belong to an angel, and he doesn't care about looking down on all beings arrogantly like an angel. He just wants to blend in with the crowd and be an ordinary person.He wants to blend into the crowd and look for his own treasures and fetters in the crowd.

But obviously, he does have some angelic blood in his body.Kou Mingchi half-kneeled on the ground. At this moment, the fake angel had disappeared, but his headache was still intensifying. He even felt like he was going to be torn in half!

When the fake angel disappeared, Kou Mingchi knew what Sam had painted before.Damn it, the cumbersome pattern drawn by him has now become the culprit of his pain!

"What did you do?" Bruce Wayne didn't care about the Asian young man who was obviously out of danger and was lying on one side panting. He stared at Sam, this time he did not hide the anger in his eyes .

Bruce Wayne stood on Kou Mingchi's shoulder and looked at Sam. His current size is too small, and the things in his universal belt can't cause any substantial damage to Sam, let alone Sam still holds With a wooden barn.

Kou Mingchi was dizzy from the dizziness in his head. He couldn't hear what Bruce Wayne and Sam were saying at all, and naturally he didn't hear the prompt from his brain.

[Your Heroic Spirit: Batman forcibly obtained a Command Spell from you. 】

Surprisingly, this is not a question.It seems that even the originator of this voice has nothing to do with the stubborn Bruce Wayne.

When the drowsy Kou Mingchi noticed that the small weight on his shoulders had disappeared, Sam had already been punched and flew away.

Sam was knocked down on the wall, and a little blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but was wiped off by the other party indifferently.

The person who knocked him into the air hesitated for a few tenths of a second. As one of the world's top detectives, he had already realized the role of the footprints.When the two options of "continue to vent your anger on Sam" and "immediately take Kou Mingchi away from this painful mark" appeared in the dark knight's mind at the same time, he chose the latter without hesitation.

Seeing this, Dean also put away the wooden warehouse he had just raised.While the dark knight was rushing out with Kou Mingchi clutching his head tightly, Dean rushed to Sam who had suffered a heavy punch from Bruce Wayne and couldn't get up for a while.

Bruce Wayne felt that Kou Mingchi in his arms was incredibly young.This wasn't the first time he hugged Kou Mingchi, but this time he felt that Kou Mingchi was extremely light, like a bubble that would burst at the touch of a button.

Kou Mingchi's lips had already been bitten by himself until they lost their blood. This scene once again brought back bad memories of Bruce Wayne——rainy night and the silhouette of people who fell under the tall buildings.

Strong negative emotions almost enveloped the dark Bruce Wayne, and the tyranny in his heart almost swallowed him whole.Bruce Wayne is naturally good at forbearance, so what he showed to the outside is just a slight trembling of his hands.

After leaving the room, Kou Mingchi's condition was obviously much better.After about a few minutes, Kou Mingchi's vision gradually became clear. He stared at the dark knight's face in a daze, as if he didn't realize why the other party suddenly returned to his original state.

Kou Mingchi squeezed out a smile, he seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say it.

The dark knight pressed his lips with a little roughness, and then attacked the city without hesitation.Teeth met teeth, and the smell of blood passed quickly in their mouths.

The Dark Knight didn't know why he kissed Kou Mingchi.It was too fast for them, and neither of them confessed.But he knew he was desperate to do so now.He was very eager, eager to confirm the truth of the person in front of him.

He knew that he couldn't lose him again.

Why is "again"?

Bruce Wayne didn't delve into this, and all his mind at the moment was on capturing the reaction of the person in his arms.He felt Kou Mingchi's stiffness and was overwhelmed, but that didn't matter.As long as he's here, he'll be fine.

The author has something to say: Sam did this because he felt a sense of tension after hearing that Kou Mingchi was an angel. He thought it was a conspiracy. Kou Mingchi was on God’s side. Calculated.

So he made a symbol of expelling angels, and wanted to verify whether Kou Mingchi had deliberately led his Dean into a trap.After seeing that Kou Mingchi really finished drawing the symbols according to his request, Sam realized that Kou Mingchi was completely ignorant of things like God and angels. He felt sorry for Kou Mingchi, so he showed a guilty look, but it was too late_(: з"∠)_

Although Sam felt guilty, he did not regret his actions, because he wanted to ensure the safety of himself and Dean (because Wen Jiashuang himself was a brother-controller _(:з」∠)_), so after being beaten He wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth indifferently_(:з」∠)_

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感谢在2020-05-1100:00:00~2020-05-1200:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: If you stay up late, you will really go to see Brother Zheng;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 cold moon;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!