Skill Maker

It is impossible to judge the strength.

Jiang He's breath detection has never seen such a situation.

After being in contact with many extraordinary people, Jiang He has already summed up the rules. Through breath detection, he can perceive the characteristics of the opponent's breath, so as to judge the strength of a person.

But now, he only felt strange, but had no way of judging the strength of this person.

Once an attack is launched later, you must do your best. I am not sure how strong this man in black is.

Jiang He secretly sent a message to Xia Yu through the spiritual link.

knew.

Xia Yu glanced at the man in black and nodded slightly.

On the other side, Liontooth Otuma was asking Gru, What's going on? The ceiling of the bar collapsed? What's going on?

I……

Just as Gru was about to answer, suddenly, there was a violent roar of propellers in the sky.

Searchlights shone on the berths of the port, and several helicopters flew in the sky.

This is the Mombasa Police Station. You are surrounded. Put down your weapons and surrender immediately.

Voices from the tweeters echoed in the darkness.

Damn! Gru, you traitor.

Ao Tuma's face changed, and she immediately suspected that Gelu had brought the police over, so she quickly pulled out a pistol and shot Gelu.

With a bang, a gunshot to the head, Gru fell headfirst to the ground.

Then... Ao Tuma turned his gun towards Jiang He and the two of them again.

From Autuma's point of view, since both Jiang He and Xia Yu were brought over by Gelug, whether they knew it or not, they should be killed first.

I'm going! Such an accident happened.

Jiang He shook his head helplessly. As early as the helicopter showed up, he knew that something was wrong.

You deal with Otuma, I'll deal with that black robe.

A message was sent to Xia Yu in the spiritual link, and Jiang He's figure flickered, launching a shadow jump, and his figure disappeared instantly.

The next moment, Jiang He's figure appeared from behind the man in black again.

Weakness! Paralysis! Pain! Fainting!

After casting four Curse of Word Spirit in a row, a yellow light flashed in Jiang He's hand, and the thick and huge power of the earth exploded violently.

The power to move mountains, fist of steel, burst of power, haste, and the power of body strengthening are all brought into play.

It's not over yet. Shadow, death, blood, toxin, acid, frost, flames, the seven forces merged into one and turned into a blow.

Seven Injuries Fist!

With a violent blow, Jiang He slammed the black-robed man fiercely.

Because he couldn't accurately judge the strength of this person, Jiang He had exhausted all his strength in this attack.

The result... was surprising.

Jiang He's punch actually missed. Oh no, it's not that it's empty, it's that it can't go on.

The moment Jiang He's verbal spirit curse fell on the black-robed man, this guy... fell to the ground.

So... so weak?

After being cautious for a long time, he settled the battle with one move.

Jiang He saw the man in black robe who was fainting on the ground and twitching all over, the corner of his mouth twitched violently a few times.

On the other hand, Xia Yu had an easier time dealing with Ottoma.

As soon as the mirage surged, Xia Yu rushed to Ao Tuma's side, and punched Ao Tuma, knocking Ao Tuma unconscious to the ground.

It was surprisingly easy.

Jiang He shook his head helplessly, kicked the man in black and Ao Tuma to death one by one, and waved his hands back into the bloody space.

After taking away Ao Tuma and the black robe, Jiang He turned to Xia Yu and said, The police are here. You cover it with mirage. Let's go.

no problem.

White mist gushed out, Xia Yu used illusion to cover her tracks, and followed Jiang He out of the freighter.

There was a bunch outside.

The gangsters and police cars on the pier shot at each other, and bullets roared everywhere.

Jiang He activated a Psychic Shield to block the occasional stray bullets, and walked straight to Gundam.

Gundam, let's go.

After getting in the car, Jiang He gave Gao Da an order. The car started and slowly drove out of the battlefield.

When Jiang He was about to leave the No. 1 berth, he suddenly saw a figure in a helicopter hovering in the air, pulling a rope and jumping off.

Otuma, give me back my sister!

In the furious roar, a blond policewoman held a rifle, jumped from mid-air, and landed on the freighter.

Immediately, flames burst out from the muzzle of the gun, knocking the gangsters to the ground one by one.

is her?

Jiang He found that the blond policewoman who jumped down from mid-air just now was suddenly the policewoman who reminded Jiang He to go back to the hotel at the entrance of the restaurant.

Her sister...was also captured by Ottoma?

It seems, Otuma, you are trying to die! No wonder they were mobbed by the police.

Jiang He shook his head, then...grabbed out Ottoma's soul, and threw a soul torture over it.

Otuma, why did you pay attention to the residences of the Chinese workers?

When Jiang He went to his parents' former residence, that Kangbas was reporting to Otuma. Therefore, Jiang He really wanted to know why Ao Tuma paid attention to this place.

The great wizard asked me to do it. I don't know why.

Ottoma answered quickly.

The great wizard? Who is he?

Another great wizard appeared, and Jiang He frowned slightly.

Banlingo! The Great Wizard of Banlingo. He is the priest of the voodoo god. It was he who asked me to arrest these people, and he asked me to do it.

Otuma seemed to be very afraid of the great wizard Banlingo, and his soul trembled at the mention of this name.

Ban Lingo, the god of voodoo, actually asked Otuma to arrest him? And that black-robed man obviously has the aura of a blood transplant.

Jiang He frowned, feeling that this matter might not be simple.

However, what Jiang He was looking for was his mother's tomb, and the great wizard Banlingo had nothing to do with him.

Otuma, eighteen years ago, there was a Chinese man named Jon Jane Conn, whose wife died in Mombasa. Do you know about it?

I don't know. Eighteen years ago, I was in Nairobi.

Ao Tuma's answer made Jiang He very disappointed.

Then... do you know that there are still people in Mombasa who had contact with the Chinese people back then?

Jiang He was still a little unwilling, and continued to ask Otuma.

There is a person who must have had contact with the Hua people back then. His name is Glenn Conley. He was the sheriff of the port back then.

Ao Tuma thought for a while, and offered Jiang He a name.

Sheriff?

Jiang He nodded.

My mother died here that year, and someone from the local police station would definitely come to inquire about the situation. The sheriff probably knew where the mother's grave was.

Where's this Glenn Conley?

Jiang He hurriedly asked Ottoma.

died!

What? Are you kidding me?

A roar rose in Jiang He's heart, and the black fire that burned Otuma's soul surged violently, causing Otuma to howl miserably.

Since you can ask my soul, why can't you ask the dead?

Ottoma screamed in pain.

Huh? That's right!

It was only then that Jiang He remembered that he was still the Lich King.

Ottoma, you reminded me, it's a credit. Then save your soul for now.