The squad leader smiled and said: "Yes, it is a super power! Both children said that the masked man was not afraid of bullets at all. He stopped the bullet in mid-air with his bare hands, and then killed the gangster who fired!"

The boss laughed dumbly: "Nowadays, children have watched too many science fiction movies, and they are becoming more and more imaginative!"

The team leader joked: "Aren't you afraid of bullets? Not to mention that there are only level five physical arts masters in Tianhai City. Even level six or seven national physical education masters can't do this!"

He continued: "However, this masked man can kill an adult with one punch, and can also take the kidnapper's gun away with his bare hands and fight back. His kung fu is definitely not bad."

The boss expressed his approval and warned: "In this case, you must pay attention to personal safety when investigating this case, and if necessary, you can ask people from the Military Sports Alliance to assist!

The team leader nodded. He also practices physical skills. Although he is only at the second level of physical skills, he knows how lethal physical skills can be to ordinary people when they are trained to a higher level.

But now is the age of science and technology, and firearms are king! No matter how powerful the physical skills master is, he can't fight against the powerful thermal weapons.

As long as he has a firearm with him, he will not be afraid of any martial arts, fighting or fighting master.

Judging from the incident, although the masked man fought back in self-defense, he left without warning and his behavior was very suspicious.

Moreover, this person possesses considerable force and is a potential threat to social stability. As police officers, they must investigate the identity of the person.

In the resettlement room of the police station, Zhao Huan and Xu Xiaopang were finally taken home by their parents after taking notes for two hours.

The parents of both families were shocked and scared. They never thought that their children would encounter such a terrible thing.

The moment they came out of the police station, the two boys looked at each other. The masked man's magical method was still deeply engraved in their minds and they could not forget it.

Dream world, Wucha tribe.

In the tall and wide stone hall, Chief Wucha stared at several pieces of blood-stained cloth on the ground, his expression a little gloomy.

"Do you think this is a relic of Nachik?"

"Yes, patriarch."

A majestic tribal warrior replied: "We searched for three whole days and found these remaining fragments of the mage's robe, which are exactly the same as what the Nachik wizard was wearing that day."

Chief Wucha raised his eyelids and frowned: "How did Nachik disappear?"

The soldier replied: "We were hunting a ferocious beast that day. The Nachik wizard suddenly left, saying that he was going to explore the road ahead. He never came back after that."

Chief Wucha pondered for a long time and turned his eyes to the other side.

"Great wizard, what do you think?"

Sitting next to him was an old man wearing gray and black wizard robes.

The great wizard Famod looked at the fragments of clothing on the ground and said slowly: "The things belong to Nachik. I can feel the breath of this old guy."

Patriarch Wucha's face became increasingly gloomy: "So, Nachik is really dead?"

Farmod nodded slightly.

Chief Wucha was shocked and angry: "Did Nachik be killed by a wild beast in the forest? Great wizard, can you tell anything?"

The Ucha tribe only has two first-level wizards. Once Nachik dies, the strength of the Ucha tribe will undoubtedly be greatly weakened, which is extremely detrimental to the Ucha tribe's efforts to become a large tribe.

Famod mused: "Based on just these fragments, I can't determine the cause of Naqik's death. Maybe he was killed by a wild beast, or maybe he died in the hands of others."

Chief Wucha looked angry: "Nachik is a first-level wizard. There are only a few small tribes around here. Who can kill him?"

Farmaud shook his head. The amount of information was too little and he couldn't judge for a moment.

The leader of the Wucha tribe failed to inquire and turned to the warriors: "Where did you find these things? What tribes are nearby?"

The soldier replied: "The place where we found the fragments is in the southwest area of ​​the Black Abyss Forest. The tribe closest to there is the Hexi tribe."

"Hexi tribe?"

The Wucha clan chief's eyes flickered. The Hexi clan was less than fifty miles away from the Wucha clan and was one of the tribes he had been planning to annex.

The environment of the Black Abyss Forest is harsh, sparsely populated, and the population reproduction rate of most tribes is extremely low.

Over the past thousands of years, countless tribes have gradually disappeared due to changes and wars over the years.

In the Black Abyss Forest, if a tribe wants to survive for a long time and grow into a larger tribe, it needs to continuously encroach and annex other tribes to ensure the prosperity and prosperity of the race.

Chief Wucha looked around at the elders who were already present and asked slowly: "What do you think of this matter?"

"Patriarch, since the Nachik wizard disappeared near the Hexi tribe, there is a high probability that it has something to do with them. Why don't we send someone immediately to order them to hand over the Nachik wizard!"

A tribal elder took the opportunity to suggest.

Another person followed: "If they can't hand over anyone, we will take advantage of the situation and send troops to destroy the Hexi tribe!"

Chief Wucha was very satisfied with the elder's suggestion. The disappearance and death of Nachik was just an excuse to annex the Hexi tribe.

But he still hesitated and thought: "But the Hexi tribe also has wizards and three first-level warriors..."

"This is nothing to worry about!"

A wrinkled tribal elder said quickly: "Although Ximo from the Hexi tribe is also an official wizard, he is by no means a match for the great wizard. There is also their strongest warrior Turunku, who I heard is with the people from the Black Tower tribe.

We went hunting deep in the forest and will not be able to come back until half a month later. This time we only need to dispatch more than three first-level warriors to capture the Hexi tribe."

Chief Wucha felt relieved and turned to Famod again, ready to ask for his opinion.

Nachik was dead, and Famod had no choice but to stand up and say, "Leave Simo to me!"

Chief Wucha nodded with satisfaction and said loudly: "Then the great wizard will lead the team and set out tomorrow to take down the Hexi tribe in one fell swoop!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an ear-shattering shout came from the stone palace.

The next day, the Wucha tribe gathered a hundred fierce warriors, and under the leadership of the great wizard Famod, they headed straight for the Hexi tribe.

Just in case, in addition to the three first-level warriors, the Wucha clan leader also sent one of the only two second-level warriors in the clan.

In the evening, a bare-chested bald man with muscles as hard as stone looked at the village in the distance, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty impulses.

Behind him were nearly a hundred Ucha warriors wearing animal skins.

"Come in! Leave no adult men behind!"

The bald man let out a low roar and prepared to rush into Hexi Village.
Chapter completed!