Zhang Jin watched Ma Yang change bit by bit in front of his eyes, with a shocked expression on his face.
After being beaten to the ground by him, Ma Yang's muscles suddenly started to move, as if there were countless snakes twisting under his skin.
Then, as if some growth hormone had been injected, his muscles became thicker in a way visible to the naked eye.
When he stood up, his bones began to grow with a "creaking" sound.
His limbs gradually became thicker and longer, and his twisted and dislocated wrist quickly recovered.
The originally gloomy face gradually became ferocious, the hairline moved back to the middle of the head, the forehead was raised high, the pupils of the eyes became blood red, the eyes protruded forward, the mouth almost reached the ears, and the lips were outside.
Turning it over, two rows of sharp white teeth were exposed, which looked extremely scary.
After the change stopped, Ma Yang, or the monster who used to be Ma Yang, slowly stood up under Zhang Jin's shocked eyes.
He was originally only over 1.7 meters tall, but now he is over two meters tall, making him feel oppressive standing in this small archive room.
"Devil" Zhang Jin was a little surprised, this guy turned out to be a devil "What devil?"
Ma Yang's voice became extremely hoarse and unpleasant, "What are you talking about?"
Zhang Jin frowned when he heard this.
It's impossible that this guy doesn't know he's a demon.
Demons need to eat people to maintain their lives.
If Ma Yang doesn't know that he is a demon, then what has he done for a living for so many years has reached this point, and there is no need to hide it anymore.
But if it's not a demon, what is the monster in front of me?
However, Zhang Jin didn't wait to think about the answer to the question.
The other party seemed to be unable to wait any longer.
He raised his hand and waved at him.
Zhang Jin jumped to the side like a cat.
Avoided the opponent's attack.
Ma Yang swung his palm to the cabinet next to him, and with a sudden bang, the metal cabinet door was torn apart as easily as tearing a piece of paper.
Four deep cracks appeared on the cabinet door, as if it had been ripped apart by a giant The strange cat scratched it with its claws.
The exaggerated power even stunned Ma Yang himself.
He looked at his palm blankly, then he raised his head and laughed at the ceiling.
"Hahahahaha" Ma Yang laughed so hard that he could hardly breathe.
"Now, who else will look down on me?"
Zhang Jin quickly hid aside and found a dark corner to hide his figure.
Seeing the other party making such crazy laughter, he couldn't help but frown.
I really didn't expect that this guy would be so twisted.
I don't know if this guy is a demon or not.
Zhang Jin is not sure whether his attack will be effective, but he knows very well that he can't just let this guy leave the police station, and he can't let his colleagues in the duty room outside the building discover the strangeness here. shape.
He raised his hand and touched his waist.
He found that the police gun and electric shock baton were left in the office.
At this time, all he had to wear was a baton and a pair of handcuffs.
Glancing at the door of the archives room, he needed to run at least fifty meters to rush out to his office upstairs.
There was simply no time.
Just use the weapons at hand to fight.
Before he could finish thinking, Ma Yang had already started taking action.
He looked around and found that Zhang Jin was completely missing.
He became furious and waved his arms crazily, destroying everything that could be destroyed around him.
There was a constant banging sound for a while, and soon the entire archives room was in a mess.
Zhang Jin crouched and hid aside, patiently looking for an opportunity.
When he found the gap, he immediately stepped forward and hit the opponent's head with a stick quickly and accurately.
If this stick was struck, an ordinary person would definitely have his head exploded and faint with blood streaming down his face.
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However, Ma Yang just stumbled forward, and after being stunned for a moment, he stood up again as if nothing happened.
"You only have so much strength."
Ma Yang touched his head.
He felt like the stick on his head was bitten by an insect.
It was not painful or itchy at all.
Zhang Jin made a "cut" sound.
Sure enough, he shouldn't have held back just now.
This guy has turned into a monster through and through.
Originally, Zhang Jin thought that the other party was his subordinate, and it would be bad if he hit the person too hard and killed him at once.
After all, he wanted to give the other party a chance, but what he didn't expect was that Ma Yang would change after the change.
Will be so durable.
Seeing the other party waving his arms towards him again, Zhang Jin immediately jumped back and quickly distanced himself from the other party.
Ma Yang missed the blow and hit the ground with his palm.
After a loud noise, a fist-sized hole appeared on the ground.
The corners of Zhang Jin's brows twitched slightly.
Damn it, this guy didn't even think about holding back.
If he didn't dodge this time, he would have been crippled even if he didn't die.
This is troublesome now.
The opponent's attack is so destructive, but my own attack is useless to the opponent.
Doesn't this mean that I will only get beaten?
If you bring a gun, you might still have a chance to fight back.
Holding a baton in hand, Zhang Jin dodged left and right, and counterattacked when he found an opportunity, but the effect was not great after all, and the opponent was not affected at all.
Fortunately, Ma Yang's skills were average, so the two of them struggled for a long time but couldn't decide the winner.
This cannot continue.
After the other party changes, his endurance will surely increase, but he has begun to feel tired and must find a way to reverse the situation.
Thinking like this, Zhang Jin looked around and quickly found something that could be used.
After running around the rickety cabinet a few times, Ma Yang soon lost his patience and waved his arms at Zhang Jin regardless.
After dodging the opponent's attack, Zhang Jin rolled on the spot, picked up a long triangular piece of glass from the ground, then jumped up with his feet on the ground, and rushed towards the opponent's arms.
After all, Ma Yang lacked experience in facing the enemy, so he couldn't react at all when he saw this sudden change.
He stood there blankly and allowed the opponent to rush into his arms.
Zhang Jin stepped on Ma Yang's abdomen, kicked hard to make himself jump high, held the glass, pointed it at the center of the opponent's eyebrows, and stabbed it with all his strength.
With a burst of wailing, Zhang Jin fell back to the ground.
His hands were cut by the glass and were bleeding.
However, he remained unmoved and only looked at the other party coldly.
Ma Yang's face was covered in blood, making his weird face even more ferocious and terrifying.
The wound on his forehead was deep, but the opponent was still able to move.
Ma Yang suddenly burst into anger, stretched out his claws and rushed towards Zhang Jin.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Jin was stunned and missed the best opportunity to dodge.
At this time, even if he dodges immediately, he will inevitably be scratched by the opponent.
Zhang Jin gritted his teeth, held the baton and planned to face him head on.
"Oh, be careful!"
A shout suddenly sounded from above his head.
Zhang Jin was startled and paused for a moment.
Then, a black shadow fell from the sky.
Zhang Jin reacted very quickly.
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He immediately lowered his body and rolled on the ground, keeping distance from the monster Ma Yang.
The moment Zhang Jin rolled away, a black shadow fell from the sky and slid around Ma Yang's body several times, making Zhang Jin beside him dizzy.
Ma Yang, who didn't react half as well as Zhang Jin, didn't even see clearly what happened.
He only felt black shadows shaking around him.
Then, blood suddenly spurted out from Ma Yang's body.
The black shadow fell lightly in front of Zhang Jin, and then he realized that in front of him was a petite woman, wearing a black windbreaker, flying lightly like a black butterfly
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