While drinking iced black tea and quick-frozen dumplings, Uncle Gong explained the basic knowledge of superpowers to Wen Wen. He talked for almost an hour, and Wen Wen took several pages of notes.

Well, as a detective, Wenwen records information very quickly, almost at the level of a stenographer.

"Okay, that's about it. You took away all the food in my stomach and filled me with frozen food."

Uncle Gong stood up, touched his belly and sighed: "Speaking of it, you are a young man who doesn't smoke or drink, and you only eat this kind of food. Your life is really meaningless."

"I think your food is delicious..." Wen Wen raised his eyebrows and said. He later cooked a pot of dumplings for Uncle Gong, but he also cooked them all.

"Ahem, I usually eat these at home, but I'm a little disappointed that I can't eat anything delicious. Okay, without further ado, it's time for me to leave. You, a young man like you, will probably not be happy if you stay here any longer.

"

Uncle Gong got dressed and was ready to go out. Wen Wen wanted to say that he had no intention of driving him away, but he still didn't.

Asked to make jokes and tease people, he can speak smoothly, but he rarely says words that reveal his true feelings.

"Thank you very much for this teaching. I owe you a favor."

After seeing Uncle Gong to the door, Wen Wen solemnly told Uncle Gong that he rarely thanked people. As a former detective, Wen Wen always accepted gratitude from others.

"No need to thank you. You have been very active since becoming a free hunter, which can be regarded as reducing our pressure."

"You should be able to tell that our manpower is actually very tight, so even if you are just a free freelance hunter, as long as you can help, we don't mind helping you become stronger.

"But if possible, I still want you to join us. It's not easy for us now."

After speaking, Uncle Gong turned around and left, while Wen Wen immediately returned to the house and began to clean up the messy house he had made.

You should suffer the consequences if you do it yourself.

…

Walking alone on the street, Uncle Gong felt a little emotional. Their Furong River branch had been too busy recently, so coming to give Wen Wen guidance turned out to be a relatively relaxing day for him.

As he said to Wen Wen before, the Hunter Association is now under a lot of pressure. As long as they confirm that they have no evil intentions towards the association, they don't mind making other superpowers stronger.

Be it monsters or superpowers from secret organizations, there have been more and more of these annoying guys in recent years.

Suddenly, Uncle Gong stopped. There was no pedestrian on this road, all the shops had their doors and windows closed, and the whole street was extremely quiet. This was obviously abnormal.

There are superpowers nearby, which has an impact on the ordinary people around them!

"Who's here!"

In the narrow alley, a man wearing a black turtleneck came out and stood opposite Uncle Gong.

"You are... L of Blasphemous Blood. We have been looking for you, but we didn't expect you to show up on your own initiative." Uncle Gong felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"You are looking for me... I am actually looking for you too. Your ability is a bit troublesome and will have a certain impact on my plan, so you might as well die." Mr. L said expressionlessly.

"Are you so sure that it was you who captured me, not me who captured you?" Uncle Gong asked Mr. L in a casual manner.

Mr. L shook his head and said: "Yes, I am very confident. You are a veteran super user with much more combat experience than me. But after all, you have not taken that step. The result of our battle will not be determined until I appear here."

When the time comes, it has already been decided.”

Uncle Gong threw down the cigarette butt in his hand, and a ball of flame enveloped it: "How did you know that I would appear here."

"I've said enough..."

Mr. L stopped talking and stretched his hands forward to make a strange movement. His two eyeballs swelled rapidly and became much larger than goose eggs. Uncle Gong just wanted to release the flames on him, but found that he could no longer move!

It is not a physical restraint, but more like a kind of intimidation, the intimidation of advanced predators to weak creatures!

Immediately afterwards, Mr. L rushed over quickly and scratched Uncle Gong's chest with his hand. A long knife edge appeared on his chest and blood spurted out!

Before he could be shocked, Uncle Gong lay weakly on the ground. Everything happened too fast.

"Sorry, I made a sneak attack before I finished speaking. Although you are still mastering the realm, it is difficult for me to deal with you when you use your full power."

A black scimitar popped out of Mr. L's arm, aiming at Uncle Gong's neck and about to chop it off. But at this moment, he saw a scorching red light emitting from Uncle Gong's palm and firing it directly at him.

A huge pillar of fire formed!

The pillar of fire dissipated, and Mr. L, who was wrapped in black energy, looked gloomy. His clothes were burnt, and there were blisters on his left cheek. Even though he was taken by surprise, he was still hit.

"Damn it, I haven't lost consciousness yet."

Mr. L roared, and the scimitar on his arm pierced Uncle Gong's neck. No matter what Uncle Gong's reaction was this time, he couldn't stop him!

Suddenly, a crisp bell sounded, and Mr. L's scimitar stopped on Uncle Gong's neck.

Mr. L gritted his teeth and pressed down the knife.

Then the bell rang again, and became much faster.

"Didn't you tell me he was here? Why don't you let me do it now?" Mr. L stood up and said angrily.

However, there was no sound in response to him.

"Since you won't let him die, then I'll let him go."

Mr. L put away his arm knife, his eyes returned to their original state, turned around and disappeared into the night.

There is deadly venom on his knife. Even if Uncle Gong cannot die today, he will eventually die from this venom.

…

Wen Wen was cleaning up in the room. Standing in front of the window, he suddenly saw a pillar of fire rising into the sky in the distance.

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly put on his clothes and hurried in that direction.

Uncle Gong is here to investigate him, and the results of the investigation should be very favorable to Wen Wen, but if he is attacked and gets into trouble when he returns after the investigation, Wen Wen may be suspected by the Hunter Association!

When Wen Wen arrived, he saw Uncle Gong lying on the ground from a distance. He did not rush over to check the injury, but called the Hunter Association first.

He was not yet sure if there were any enemies here. If he went out rashly, he might be attacked. If the enemy could easily defeat Uncle Gong, they could also easily defeat him.

It was a matter of life and death for a demon hunter. The Hunter Association acted very quickly. In less than ten minutes, Lin Zheyuan got out of a car.

He first asked a dozen helpers to surround the area, and then he immediately began to check Uncle Gong's injuries. What reassured him was that Uncle Gong was not dead yet, but the area around his wound was already black, and it was obvious that Uncle Gong had been injured.

Uncle's weapons are poisonous.
Chapter completed!