Chapter 434 Nowhere to Escape
The thin lady suddenly had a pair of arms on her chest, and her slender waist was unable to bear the sudden increase in weight. She staggered back two steps and fell to the ground lying on her back.
The owner of the unusually muffled voice had already opened the gap to a suitable width, and jumped out directly from the gap opened by the lady!
This strange man who crawled out of the lady's body inconceivably was wearing a heavy windbreaker full of holes. He was tall but thin, and seemed to be an extremely slender man. The black shirt under the windbreaker was also torn and ragged, and his flat chest and thin ribs were faintly visible.
He wore a wide-brimmed black hat, his head was slightly lowered, and his face was completely shrouded in the shadow of the brim of the hat, making it difficult to see clearly.
Except for the bloody hands that were stained when the wound was just torn, the man's clothes looked unusually clean and tidy. Although the windbreaker was torn, it was smooth, as if the wrinkles had just been ironed out carefully.
It was really hard to imagine how a woman who was so skinny that she couldn't even attract clients could stuff such a tall man into her body?
Especially when the man, who was as cold and gloomy as the wind, crawled out completely, the internal organs of the miserable woman were still beating hard inside the body cavity, and a faint fishy and hot smell rose.
Even the woman's eyes could still move. She looked at the terrible man crawling out of her belly in horror, just like when she gave birth to her own child through a caesarean section!
But whose child is already an adult when he is born? !
And he was wearing clothes and a wide hat, tearing his mother's chest and jumping out of the world? ! !
"Gugu——" Another mouthful of blood gushed out of her mouth, blocking all the words of despair and help.
The breeze blew, and the eyes of the street lady were covered with dead silence.
John Watson witnessed the horrifying scene of the thin and tall man crawling out of another person's body, his mouth wide open, his eyebrows raised high, and his facial features stretched out wantonly to show astonishment and surprise.
In his opinion, the man in front of him, who was filled with frosty white cold air, was actually surrounded by a layer of deep purple light fog, and the fog was shining with star-like prisms like ice crystals.
Even the left eye pupil obtained from Miss Charlotte could not see his face clearly!
But combined with the occupation of the disemboweled corpse on the ground and the other party's strange and elusive behavior, John Watson had already guessed the other party's identity in his heart.
"Are you Jack the Ripper who committed several murders in the Whitechapel area?"
The purple shadow did not respond to this question, but said in a hoarse voice that was as dull as if it was vibrating through a glass partition:
"John Watson, you have nowhere to escape."
Two strange lights flashed in the shadow under the brim of the hat!
John Watson suddenly had an ominous thought in his heart. Even though he had no idea where this dangerous premonition came from, under the instinctive reaction of his muscles, he immediately did a backflip to dodge an attack that he could not understand or see through.
At the moment of landing, he raised his left arm and slapped the corner of his eye. The artificial pupil of his left eye trembled slightly under the force, and the precision machinery inside the eyeball moved according to an incomprehensible principle.
A point of pure white light burst out from the depths of the pupil. The light in the eyes was so dazzling that it could almost illuminate the entire street!
The strong light that burst out at this moment was enough to stimulate the eyes of people who had been in a dim environment for a long time to fall into temporary blindness, and even become dazed because of the instantaneous exposure.
And taking advantage of the moment when the strange man suspected to be Jack the Ripper fell into a trance, it was the best time for John Watson to act!
He immediately bent his knees and secretly accumulated strength, and when the light in his left eye burst out, he resolutely turned around and ran! ! !
Unfortunately, John Watson's plan obviously failed.
The strong light that burst out in that moment did not hurt Ziying at all. The other party's eyes hidden under the shadow of the hat brim still shone with a psychedelic lavender light.
Ziying looked at the target's fleeing back, just smiled slightly, slowly raised his arm and stretched out his index finger, firmly locking John Watson's back.
The dull and hoarse throat chanted monotonous syllables softly.
"Open."
As Ziying's voice fell, his index finger was slightly raised like the muzzle of a gun, and a force that could not be seen by the naked eye shot out quietly from his fingertips.
The magic power of opening and dismantling snakes in the cold air like twisted snakes. Although not as fast as bullets, it is much faster than the running of mortals.
In just a blink of an eye, the twisted invisible snake has caught up with the panicked mortal, and the snake mouth opens 180 degrees, ready to bite fiercely!
However, John Watson's combat intuition is surprisingly sharp, even sharper than the danger perception intuition of antelopes and zebras. Even if he runs with his back to the invisible snake, he can roll forward and avoid the invisible snake without any trace at the moment of the bite.
Such intuition and sensitivity are far beyond the scope of mortals. Only those who study the invisible art can have the ability to avoid this silent magic power.
Sure enough, John Watson still retains the power of the invisible art learned from the Crossroads Cult, and the level of the secret nature is definitely not the first level of the beginner.
Such a sharp sixth sense, even for an apprentice like him who is naturally suited to studying the way of the blade, it is impossible for him to possess it when he reaches the first level of blade phase.
To sharpen the six senses to such a sharp point, sufficient blood, killing or struggle must be used as a stone to sharpen the blade...
John Watson's experience in the Crossroads Cult is definitely not as simple as the report of the Anti-Suppression Bureau. The conclusion of the female detective is obviously wrong!
Ziying laughed instead of getting angry. Stupid Anti-Suppression Bureau, you have obviously made a big mistake. John Watson is definitely not as simple as he appears.
But even the Anti-Suppression Bureau's devices can't see through the secrets hidden by John Watson...
It seems that my hunting trip will not fail again...John Watson is the person I am looking for. The clues of the criminal who pretended to be the professor are hidden in his head, waiting for me to reveal the secret! ! !
Ziying was secretly happy. The recent lurking was not a waste of time. He finally found a clue about the fake professor and was finally able to complete the professor's commission!
Snakes are the most cautious hunters in nature. They never rashly attack unknown prey, but hide in the shadows of grass and leaves and quietly wait until the prey is alone and tired and relaxed. Only then will they completely tear off their disguise and attack, either by coiling or spraying venom, striving to kill the prey with 100% certainty!
Purple Shadow is the same.