Things are developing too fast, don't be Niu Dazhuang, even Liu Lang was full of shock.

Niu Dazhuang looked at the direction where Jie had fled, turned his head to look at Liu Lang, and said in surprise: "Liu, Brother Liu, are you really cheating?" ”

Liu Lang didn't see it, so he naturally didn't know if it was really a corpse, but when he thought of Ning Ning's inexplicable words, Liu Lang's heart jumped twice inexplicably.

"Damn it, it's that rascal!"

"Turn the tiger away from the mountain!"

Liu Lang patted his head, seemed to suddenly understand something, and regardless of Niu Dazhuang's question, he jumped out of the car directly and ran towards the police car where Li Qiu's father and son were staying.

"Hey, Brother Liu, you can't escape!"

Niu Dazhuang was in a hurry, and if he escaped at this time, it would really be unreasonable.

However, Liu Lang had just run two steps, but suddenly heard a miserable scream from the police car in the front: "Ah! ”

Immediately afterward, another shout rang out: "Huh? Three, three, what's wrong with you, you? ”

This voice is Li Qiu's.

Liu Lang paused, didn't stop any longer, ran two steps quickly, and quickly approached the first police car.

At this moment, a figure quickly emerged from the police car, and then moved rapidly into the night, just like the corpse just now, and quickly disappeared.

"Is it Ning Ning?"

Liu Lang was stunned, and hurriedly rushed to the police car, looked inside, and was immediately shocked.

In the back compartment, Li Beisan was lying in a daze, his face was pale, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and his lips were purple, but there was no half wound on his body.

Li Qiu lay on Li Biesan's body, trembling constantly, obviously sad and frightened, and his voice soon turned into a broken voice.

"San'er. Y-What's wrong with you? You—Don't scare your father! ”

Liu Lang's eyelids jumped twice rapidly, and he couldn't feel the vitality on Li Biesan's body at all, as if his soul had been pulled out in an instant, and only a shell remained.

Niu Dazhuang and the other two criminal policemen also quickly ran forward, and when they saw Li Biesan who was standing tall, they were also stunned.

"Brother Liu. What's going on? ”

Liu Lang hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

Li Qiu hugged Li Biesan's corpse and cried, his body trembled slightly, and his two eyes stared at Liu Lang viciously, as if he was going to devour Liu Lang alive.

Seeing that there was another death, Niu Dazhuang immediately said a few words to the two criminal policemen beside him, and jumped directly into the police car.

One of the criminal policemen grabbed Liu Lang. He said in a low voice: "Brother Liu, you'd better go back to the police car first." ”

The criminal policeman obviously had a good impression of Liu Lang, and he winked at Liu Lang from time to time.

Liu Lang understood, forcibly suppressed the doubts in his heart, and followed the criminal policeman back to the third police car.

Another detective was on guard outside. Niu Dazhuang stepped forward to check on the deceased, and then quickly made a decision: dead.

Li Qiu cried so hard that he couldn't cry anymore, grabbed Niu Dazhuang's arm, and shouted in pain: "I, my son, were killed by that son." Help me, help me......"

Niu Dazhuang didn't say anything, or didn't dare to say anything.

At the beginning, Niu Dazhuang did not suspect Liu Lang. But looking at Li Biesan's death, Niu Dazhuang couldn't help frowning.

Niu Dazhuang clearly knew Liu Lang's ability, if Liu Lang wanted to kill someone, even if he was ten steps away. I'm afraid it's possible.

The appearance of Li Beisan's death is too weird, and Niu Dazhuang, who has experienced some supernatural events, can see at a glance that Li Beisan's death is abnormal.

If you really want to investigate it, Liu Lang's ability to bear strange arts may become a troublesome matter.

Just when Niu Dazhuang was worried, he suddenly saw a blank piece of paper at Li Biesan's feet.

Niu Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly picked up the white paper to look at it, and the doubts on his face suddenly became even greater.

The white paper is an ordinary A4 piece of paper with four large characters written on it, Soul Contract.

Other than that, there are no other words.

Niu Dazhuang tried to calm down, put the white paper in front of Li Qiu and asked, "Li Ju, is this piece of paper yours?" ”

Li Qiu was crying, but in his mind he began to think about how to put Liu Lang to death, when he heard Niu Dazhuang's words, he looked down, but he quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, I have never seen this piece of paper." ”

Ten minutes later, the policemen returned in vain.

Because everyone at the scene was suspicious, not only Liu Lang, but even Niu Dazhuang and the three were escorted back to the Xicheng Police Station.

Liu Lang was locked up in a single room alone, and Niu Dazhuang and two other criminal policemen were locked up in another room.

After Li Qiu returned to the police station, his chest was completely filled with the flames of revenge, and he believed in his heart that Li Biesan died at the hands of Liu Lang.

"Liu Lang! Liu Lang? ”

After detaining Liu Lang and the others, Li Qiu didn't care about his son's body, and after instructing the police station not to allow anyone to enter or leave, he hurriedly ran back to the office alone.

"Liu Lang, it's all because of you, without you, my son wouldn't have died, and I will never give up!"

Li Qiu's eyes were full of poison, and after locking all the doors and windows, he walked straight behind the desk and took out a box from the desk drawer.

The box looks ordinary, slightly larger than the palm of your hand, rectangular, and covered with a layer of red cloth.

Li Qiu slowly uncovered the red cloth before opening the box again.

Inside the box is a clothed straw man.

Li Qiu looked at the straw man, laughed coldly twice, and then took out a rectangular piece of white paper and a brush from the side of the drawer.

Li Qiu used a brush to write Liu Lang's name on the white paper, and then stuffed the white paper into the inside of the straw man.

"Hmph, stinky man, my son died by you, today, I will use this straw man technique to kill you, and your soul will be tortured forever!"

Li Qiu took out a few more needles from the side of the drawer, chanted words in his mouth, and kept piercing the straw man's body.

But Liu Lang stayed in the dark room at this time, thinking about what happened today, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

"It's strange, those two girls don't look like cultivators or witch cultivators, but who are they?"

Liu Lang thought about it carefully, but it was still like a mess of paste, and he couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly, just as Liu Lang was thinking about it, his chest suddenly felt as if he had been stabbed by something.

"Huh?"

Liu Lang's face changed, and his brows tightened.

"Damn, someone's casting a spell on me?"

Straw man is a type of black sorcery.

Liu Lang instantly realized the problem, and a hint of coldness immediately flashed on his face.

"How can it be that there are people from the Dark Witch Cult here? Hmph, you dare to use straw man magic on me, it's impatient! ”

As the saying goes, if people don't offend me, I don't offend others.

Liu Lang snorted coldly, immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, bit his fingers, tore his shirt, and drew a blood charm on his chest. (To be continued~^~)