Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 159 Pursuit Battle

In the afternoon, when there were few people on the street, Lewis blended into the shadows and left the detective agency. He did not want to cause trouble for the detective.

If everything goes well, in a few days, he will complete the promotion ceremony of "Disaster Priest" and send Miss Stephanie away and leave this port city.

“Perhaps, I should find a hotel to rest temporarily and pray to the goddess of night.

It would be best if the goddess is willing to give me the mermaid's fresh saliva. If not, I need to contact Paul and have some secret contact with the mermaid.

If there is really no chance, I will just turn to other gods. I will be the most devout believer of whoever is willing to help me get promoted."

With promotion imminent, Lewis waved his cane a few times in a good mood, and in his hand, the cane formed a complete circle.

There were many gang members on the street, and Lewis could occasionally feel eyes looking towards him, but he avoided them skillfully.

As he walked, he kept his eyes on the surrounding hotels, hoping to find a suitable place where he could complete the prayer ceremony.

Leaving the street area, the view in front of us suddenly became clear. This is the outskirts of Enmat Port, and usually there are not many people coming and going.

Lewis suddenly paused, then ran away without hesitation.

Behind Lewis, a fat middle-aged man frowned. His clothes were ill-fitting and bulged by his body, and his eyes were almost completely narrowed.

At this time, the middle-aged man was reading a newspaper, looking very absent-minded.

"What kind of extraordinary person is he? His intuition seems to be sharper than mine..."

The middle-aged man snapped his fingers, and a piece of fallen leaves about 30 meters ahead suddenly caught fire. His figure abruptly moved to the flames, successfully closing the distance between him and Lewis.

Then, his mouth puffed up high and the sound of a gun firing came out of his mouth.

Pong!
Almost at the same time as the sound rang out, he saw Lewis slightly turn his body, and suddenly, an air bullet hit the stone on the ground, and the stone shattered, as if it had been shot through by a powerful rifle.

"Agile movements, strong inspiration, his extraordinary abilities partially overlap with mine, but he is definitely not the 'Faceless Man'."

The short and fat man ran after Lewis. Despite his fat body, his physical fitness was exceptionally good, and his speed was even comparable to that of Lewis.

Although Lewis was running all the time, every move of the opponent was directly presented in his mind, whether it was the jumping flames or the simulated gun attacks, he saw them all.

He can even see through his opponent's next move in advance so that he can dodge it in advance.

The only problem was that he didn't run fast enough, and the opponent could use "Fire Jump" to catch up quickly.

“I can’t outrun him at all, and if I keep running, I’ll be easily caught up.

Enmat Harbor is not very big, and within 20 minutes at most, many gang members will appear from all directions to besiege me. "

Lewis couldn't help but be shocked. After all, this was someone else's home court, which was very disadvantageous to him.

Suddenly, Lewis forcibly changed direction and ran towards a residential area.

There were a few scattered houses in that residential area, with gray and blue paint on the walls and empty gardens in the yards.

Under the sunlight, it looks peaceful and tranquil here.

As he approached the second house, Lewis whispered "Destiny" and cast a lucky charm.

He took another ring off his finger, turned around and threw it at a bare soapberry tree behind him.

"Destiny!" As Lewis activated the talisman he had thrown out, a leaf on the branch of the soapberry tree that had dried but not fallen yet began to burn.

The chubby middle-aged man appeared on the soapberry tree as if jumping out of the flames, just as Lewis had predicted.

"Snapped!"

As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, he saw a silver ring appear in front of his eyes, and it hit him in the face before he even had time to dodge.

"What kind of extraordinary person is he? It's like he knew all my actions in advance."

The middle-aged man discovered Lewis's tricky situation. He did not dare to be careless and used the elasticity of the branch to jump to another tree.

"Shit!"

Suddenly, he roared in dissatisfaction. The branch he was holding was covered with bird droppings, and two birds even flew out of the tree hole and tried to peck his head.

He snapped his fingers again, and a withered grass on the roadside ahead caught fire.

Using "Fire Jump" continuously like this consumes a lot of spiritual energy, but in order to catch Lewis, he doesn't care.

However, just as he stepped on the ground, he felt something empty under his feet. The ground below suddenly sank, and half of his body was stuck in it.

In front of his sight, Lewis kicked open a blood-red iron door, then turned around and looked at him with a malicious smile. That smile reminded him of the snow in Backlund.

Then, a ball of dark liquid gushed out from the blood-red iron door. The liquid was filled with densely packed eyeballs, which were human eyeballs.

The ball of liquid seemed to have life. All its eyes rolled around, ignoring Lewis, and finally looked at the fat middle-aged man, locking onto the latter.

The middle-aged man wasn't sure what the liquid was, but he could roughly guess that it was the product of a superhuman being losing control.

Generally speaking, extraordinary people are not necessarily scary, but none of the products created after extraordinary people lose control are easy to deal with, and those things do not necessarily carry any curse.

The middle-aged man was shocked. Facing the pool of black liquid, he couldn't help but feel scared.

Pong!
He simulated the sound of a gunshot, a bullet passed through the liquid, blew up one of the eyeballs, and the eyeball fragments were scattered all over the liquid.

The pool of liquid seemed to be angry. It made a strange and terrifying sound and quickly rushed towards the middle-aged man.

In desperation, the middle-aged man took out a handkerchief from his jacket pocket and threw it aside. Then he snapped his fingers and set the handkerchief on fire.

The next moment, his figure flashed to the place where the fire was ignited, and he used this fire jump to escape from the sunken pit.

When he went to look for Lewis again, he had disappeared without a trace.

It was too late for the chubby middle-aged man to chase Lewis because he was in even bigger trouble.

The weird cry of the out-of-control monster seemed to carry a strange power, causing his brain to go blank for a moment, and causing flesh and blood to grow in the center of his right hand, which eventually formed a white and tender palm...

“Why am I so unlucky?

No, it's about why he is so lucky that even the monsters didn't target him!"

The middle-aged man roared with unwillingness, but his body did not slack off at all. He pulled out a piece of paper, which suddenly became as sharp as a knife, and slashed at the strange monster.

(End of this chapter)