Backhand

"No, but I know how the person in the photo who looks like me did it."

Tom's words piqued Zhang Guxing's interest and he asked, "So how do you think it was done? Don't tell me about facial contouring, this kind of thing is not as divine as it is on TV."

Tom shook his head with a smile and did not answer his question. He felt that talking to these criminal police officers about fanciful things would only be seen as a sophistry.

I don't want Zhang Guxing to be a more serious person. Seeing Tom with a sophisticated demeanor that I won't say anything about, his interest became even stronger. "Come on, come on, let's talk about it. Let's take it as an extension of our case solving ideas," he said

"What is my motive for stealing crystals?"

"You are awakened," Zhang Guxing replied. "The world has changed. In the past, I had to practice hard for more than ten years to climb roofs and walls, but more of it was only seen in TV and movies. Now, I can see it every day when I go to the Eighth Courtyard."

"Courtyard number eight?" Tom became curious.

"The training camp of the psychic team has many awakeners inside. Wait... you said you know the person in the photo looks like you... are you saying... you're also awakeners? The ability of disguise?"

Tom leaned back in the back seat with a smile and said, "The world has changed, as you said."

Zhang Guxing took a strong puff of his cigarette and turned his head to spit out circles under his eyes. "Alright, I'll go back to the Eighth Courtyard and ask if there's any such ability."

"You can't find it," Tom muttered.

It is obvious that the awakened mooncake is not registered in the shelter, so the person who can impersonate himself is probably not registered either. It seems that Song Ren's subordinates have hidden many awakened ones.

Stealing crystals is not a capital offense, at most it means imprisoning oneself and using it as a metal forging master without freedom.

Is this the purpose of Song Ren?

By reporting to the internal security department and arresting himself, this is the process of going through the shelter. It will be even harder for Song Ren to take advantage of himself. Otherwise, Yuan Feipeng wouldn't have been transferred out to do tasks and then resorted to using black hands.

Underhanded?

Tom furrowed his brow and looked at the two security personnel who were holding him hostage, as if he had caught some thoughts.

The car fell silent again, and Tom was pondering what other options Song Ren had to deal with him. Zhang Guxing was probably also considering examining the case from a supernatural perspective.

The car drove for a while, gradually breaking away from the dense factory area and walking in the unused area. There is no factory built in this area yet, and apart from occasional trucks passing by, there are hardly any people around.

Driving, the car in front suddenly came to a stop, which made Zhang Guxing smell a different smell. Before getting off the car, he instructed the two men in the back row to be vigilant, and then pulled out the pistol from his waist and got off the car.

The two inspectors holding Tom were a bit nervous, but they didn't have guns, so they just picked up the baton.

After a while, Zhang Guxing returned and got into the car. Seeing the two people in the back row sweating profusely, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Ah Feng's car has broken down. Let them stay and repair it first. Let's hurry up and go back."

The driver nodded and moved the car over the front car, continuing on the road.

The two inspectors also breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed their grip on Tom.

They are actually afraid of someone blocking and robbing them?

Tom felt that these people were even more vulnerable than himself. Although he had warned Cheng Fuhua, Ouyang Haotian, and others to be more vigilant in the past few days, they probably didn't know what was happening to them, and they didn't come to save him so quickly.

The car traveled for a while and took a bend in the middle. Tom was familiar with this section of the road and could quickly reach the ant colony by walking on the other side.

At this moment, there is no one at home, and everyone has gone to work, including Fan Jie.

A dozen days ago, Fan Jie successfully went to work in the R&D department, where the computer department began to fully expand. With such a computer programming genius in charge, I think it would be even smoother.

However, a few days ago, Fan Jie was left to work overtime in the R&D department and did not come back to sleep temporarily.

Tom immediately speculated that Cheng Fuhua and Zhao Yingying might also have some difficulties today?

He speculated that Song Ren had taken action against him by pushing others aside beforehand, so that they wouldn't have time to help him. But now that he is brought back to the Inner Security Department, he won't be able to determine so quickly for a while. Unless Song Ren can trap everyone, he won't go back tonight. Ouyang Haotian and others should find him tomorrow.

Wait!

Tomorrow?

Tom suddenly realized and quickly leaned up to look around, but saw nothing unusual. "Be honest, don't move," he said as he was startled by the two restricted inspectors who pressed him down on his seat

Tom didn't move, but the car quickly came to a stop while the driver honked his horn.

Tom looked up and saw a man standing in the middle of the road with his back to them.

"You, Tema, quickly leave." The driver poked his head out and shouted, "We are from the Internal Security Department. Are we looking for death?"

"Oh? Nei An Ke?" The man turned around and pulled a sinister smile on his big face. "Finally, let me wait, Jie Jie."

"Damn it," the driver muttered, then unbuttoned his seat belt. "Boss, I'll go down and drive him away."

Zhang Guxing nodded and took out another cigarette.

Tom looked at the man with tattoos all over his face and felt something was wrong, so he whispered, "Captain Zhang... little..."

Before he could finish speaking, the tattooed man suddenly opened his mouth and let out a piercing roar. The front windshield of the car was instantly shattered, and Tom and others in the car had a splitting headache, including the driver who had just opened the car door.

It was as if someone had forcefully drilled a hole in the forehead with an electric drill, causing a piercing pain. Everyone was holding their heads in pain and their limbs were limp and powerless.

After the howling sound, the tattooed man cleared his throat and raised his fist to walk towards the driver who was limping beside the car. His fist emitted a red light and hit him hard.

At this moment, all four people in the car were covering their heads and had not yet recovered. Then, the rear seat door was opened, and the security personnel on Tom's left were roughly pulled out of the car by the tattooed man. Then, their red fists were raised and smashed, splattering blood.

"Tom? Haha." The tattooed man smiled proudly and pulled Tom down again. "You can't hear me now, but I still want to say, I've been waiting for you so hard."

"So, are you going to kill me?" Tom sneered, and his fist unexpectedly hit his chest.

At this moment, although Tom does not have the red crystal blessing and strength enhancement of the opponent, the fake also has 20 points of strength. With a punch, he punched the tattooed man and covered his chest, retreating in succession.

"How could you... recover so quickly?" The tattooed man endured excruciating pain and arched his red fists to fight back. Tom quickly dodged and hit the roof with his fist, smashing a hole in the roof with a loud "bang".

If this punch hits Tom, it will definitely be a result of internal organ fragmentation.

After this punch, it definitely didn't stop. Tom relied on the car body to dodge continuously, and the tattooed man's fist fell into the air several times, all hitting the car body. The originally good four-wheel electric car was smashed into several holes, not to mention, the entire rear roof was also smashed, and the one inside was numb by the sound wave just now. At this moment, the head of the maintenance personnel leaning on the car window was smashed, and their brains and blood splattered all over the car, with some hanging on the broken glass window.

Tom dodged a few times and quickly punched back, but the tattooed man raised his hand to block it. With Tom's current arm strength, it is certain that he cannot break through the patterned man's block that has been reinforced with red crystal.

The counterattack with two fists was ineffective, instead causing the opponent to give a backhand and push it to the right side of the vehicle.

Seeing Tom fall to the ground, the tattooed man laughed and raised his fist as he was about to smash it. As a result, gunshots rang out and bullets hit him, making a clanging sound.

Originally, Zhang Guxing had regained his strength and struggled to peek out of the co pilot's window to shoot and attack.

The bullets fired continuously, and the tattooed man dared not carelessly hide behind the car. Zhang Guxing pushed open the car door, pulled up Tom who had fallen, and at the same time raised his gun to force towards the rear of the car.

Tom shouted loudly, "Don't give him time to switch abilities!"

Zhang Guxing understood that he quickly rushed to the car, but the tattooed man bent down and hid on the left side of the car. But seeing him crash open the driver's door, he went straight in.

"In the car, he's in the car!" Tom shouted as he crawled in from the passenger seat, only to be greeted by a tattooed man's fist.

Fortunately, the space in the car was relatively small, and the tattooed man was unable to stretch out. The distance between his fists was limited, and he was firmly caught by Tom's hands.

No power left?

The fist in Tom's hand did not emit any red light, and he knew that the opponent had stopped the power mode.

Zhang Guxing ignored the situation and fired directly from behind the car in the direction of the driver's seat.

The bullet whizzed through the flattened car roof a few times, and Tom grabbed the other person's arm tightly without giving him a hand. As a result, the tattooed man opened his mouth and a sharp whistling sound rang out again,

The piercing sound waves penetrated into his head again, and Tom covered his ears while dragging. As a result, he was grabbed by the other party and couldn't help but fall backwards.

The roar suddenly came to an end, but the tattooed man slammed on the gas pedal and started the electric car, accelerating and fleeing rapidly.

Compared to just now when the tattooed man let out a whistling sound in front of the car, this time Tom was pulling at close range with the other person, and the whistling sound exploded directly in his ear, almost shattering his eardrums. The head was in severe pain, and the whole head felt as if it was about to shatter. After two pains, he fainted.

After a while, Tom was patted a few times on the cheek and woke up leisurely.

Tom's ears were still buzzing, and he couldn't hear what Zhang Guxing, who was waking him up, was saying. Of course, Zhang Guxing probably couldn't hear what Tom was saying either.

Zhang Guxing checked Tom's body and confirmed that there was no abnormality, then he was stunned by the two colleagues who died tragically on the road.

Tom struggled to sit up and saw the driver who was the first to suffer fall in a pool of blood. His chest was as if it had been crushed by a large wheel, collapsing completely. His internal organs, such as heart and lungs, were shattered, and most of the fragmented flesh burst out from both sides of his chest, which was very tragic.

The most effective way to strengthen one's arms is through the chest with a fist, but unfortunately, the driver wears armor and hangs a thin steel plate in front of him, dispersing the power of the fist. It can be said that the entire steel plate flattens his chest.

As for the other maintenance personnel pulled out of the car by the tattooed man, they were simple and straightforward, with their entire heads shattered like watermelons, splashing red and white everywhere.

The two of them sat on the ground, you looked at me, and I looked at you. Everyone's ears were buzzing, and after a while, they finally regained their energy.

A four wheeled car drove over from behind Zhang Guxing, which was the front car that had just broken down. Colleagues inside had already noticed their situation and were pressing the accelerator hard towards them.

"Tom... haha... haha... you... are you okay?"

"Still alive... he got a hit on his chest, but he didn't give me all his strength, otherwise he would end up with them."

"It seems that the other party is coming towards you," Zhang Guxing asked. "Who did you provoke with your special horse?"

"Who else can there be?" Tom didn't want to say because there was no evidence, "Anyway, it's just a mysterious person."

"Do you still want to say that Zhang Guangliang framed you?"

"Zhang Sir, what would your colleagues think if they catch up and find out that all three of you have died so tragically, and only I am still alive?"

Zhang Guxing was stunned for a moment and said, "I remember the information mentioned that you can also use power abilities like him?"

Tom nodded.

"Use your power to kill the security personnel and flee in fear of guilt!"

Tom raised the metal handguard he had just pulled off the tattooed man's arm, which was embedded with a blue crystal. "If I had escaped before your colleague came, then the whole shelter would be looking for me. If I haven't had a chance to escape yet, either... I'll be shot by your men, or I'll be caught with an additional murder charge but I can't argue," he said