Silencing 2

"Bang--"

Officer Huang fired three shots instantly, but because the frequency was so fast, Gao Yang only heard one shot.

The moment the gun went off, three sputtering sparks appeared in the air two meters away from Officer Huang, and he shot down the three daggers that had sneaked up on him.

However, the daggers were only feints.

Officer Huang was startled when a black shadow had swooped down from the left side to his eye level at some point.

"Brush--" a sharp white knife light wavered.

Officer Huang took out his pistol in the limit of time to resist, but the pistol was like rubber cement, instantly sliced in half, at the same time, his two fingers were cut off like a big onion.

Half a second later, Officer Huang's head was about to move.

But this scene did not happen.

The long, narrow, sharp tang knife rested against Officer Huang's throat knot and did not cut down. Soon, the skin at the man's throat knot cracked and spilled tiny blood, which was injured by the powerful knife qi.

Qing Ling withdrew the knife and took two steps back: "You're not a raging beast."

Officer Huang covered his bleeding fingertips, the pain made his face pale, but he did not panic and fear: "How do you know?"

"If you were a raging beast, you would have chosen to use both arms to fend off my attack at the last second." Qing Ling gently ran her fingers across the non-bloodstained blade, and the Tang Blade folded and disappeared in her hands.

"They are confident in their own bodies, it's an instinctive reaction. Humans are different, humans will choose to resist my slashes with something they consider solid."

"That's right, I'm also an Awakened." Officer Huang smiled, "Thank you for not killing me."

...

2:00 AM. Shanqing District, Hospital 3 Emergency Building.

Officer Huang's finger was already attached and bandaged, and Gao Yang was waiting in the lobby with Qing Ling.

Officer Huang walked out of the hospital with a smile on his face: "Tomorrow I will write a report that you two were robbed by street gangsters and I stepped in to help and was accidentally injured."

Gao Yang and Qing Ling looked at each other, did not speak.

Officer Huang said again, "Hungry? Go, go eat something."

...

The three went to a spicy hot night snack stall near the hospital. A small blue tent was set up at the mouth of an unobtrusive alley, underneath a cart with a spicy pot and a small liquefied gas tank, dim lights, fragrant food, a cozy corner of the cold city.

The owner is a sixty-year-old grandfather, hale and hearty, speaking in the middle of the air.

"Officer Huang is here! Yo, what happened to your hand!"

"Work injury."

"Your line of work is not easy yo, that can not drink today, well."

"Yes, the rest is the same as before."

"Okay." The moncler outlet online store is a great way to get the most out of your life.

Qingling expressionlessly looked at the menu and finished thinking quickly: "Shiitake mushrooms 1 string of winter melon 1 string of potatoes 1 string of cabbage 1 string of fish balls 1 string of crab sticks 1 string of oil gluten 1 string of tomatoes 1 portion of sweet potato flour. Add spicy."

Gao Yang was shocked, really nonchalant ah.

Then I am also respectful.

"I'm the same as her."

The three of them sat side by side by the cart, buried their heads and ate the fragrant spicy hotpot. Officer Huang looked like he was enjoying himself: "Well, it feels great to come back from the dead, I thought I'd never eat again."

Qingling did not speak, concentrating on biting the potatoes.

Gao Yang was cautious, "Officer Huang, let's not talk about these things in public."

Officer Huang looked up and glanced at the oldest man who was shabu-shabu: "It's okay, Master Liu is a lost person. He will automatically ignore anything he doesn't want to hear, isn't that right, Master Liu?"

Grandpa Liu raised his head, "What's wrong?"

"I said the pork lung is crispy today, have another one."

"Okay." Grandpa Liu smiled happily.

Gao Yang finally put down his heart: "Are you deliberately testing me and Qingling today?"

Officer Huang's smile was a bit helpless, "I already knew you were an Awakened, I just didn't expect your girlfriend to be too."

"Not a girlfriend." Qingling finished his potato chips and started eating fish balls.

"Do you remember the mental patient I killed that day?" Officer Huang asked.

"Remember." How could I forget, if it weren't for him, there wouldn't be all this mess now.

"He was also an awakened person." Officer Huang's eyes lamented, "but he was completely exposed, there is no hope, instead of letting him be tortured to death or eaten by the raging beast, we should give him a ride."

Gao Yang did not speak.

"That brother's talent is [sense of smell], serial number 175. he can distinguish the smell of the beast, so he lives in fear all day long and eventually has a mental breakdown."

Officer Huang stared at the steaming spicy pot and waited reverently for the pork lung that was about to come out of the oven, "The first thing he smelled was that you were human before he told you to run, if I didn't shoot him at that time, I was only afraid that I would drag you down with me."

"... thanks." Gao Yang's voice tightened.

"Should be, everyone in the same boat."

"You talked about talent earlier," Gao Yang licked his lips, "does every Awakened have a different talent?"

"Of course." Officer Huang said, "My talent is [Gun God], serial number 41, proficient in firearms, 100 shots and extremely fast shooting speed."

"Then what's my talent?" Gao Yang deliberately asked.

"You've been hiding deeply, and I don't have a talent for detection, how would I know?" Officer Huang laughed.

"Oh."

"Your girlfriend's talent should be [Metal], serial number 20, which can control any metal element."

"Not girlfriend." Qing Ling finished eating the fish balls and started eating the mushrooms.

Officer Huang looked at Qingling without envy, "In addition to that, she should also have the talent [Blade God], serial number 32, just that hand of hers and the destructive power, it's never something that ordinary people can do."

"Can there be several other kinds of talents?" Gao Yang asked.

"Once a human awakens, they will immediately have a talent. The day after tomorrow can also be comprehended again, but the method and law of comprehension, I still do not understand."

"Talent these, how do you know so much detail?" Gao Yang was puzzled: does Officer Huang also have a system? It shouldn't be.

"I've lived longer than you guys, and I'm a police officer, so I have more access to information." Officer Huang smiled, "In fact, I have seen the complete list of talent sequences before, and combining my experience so far, I think the information on that sequence list is true and credible."

"How many talents are there in total?" Qingyang finished eating the fish ball and started to eat the cabbage.

"There are 199 serial numbers in total, theoretically, the smaller the number, the stronger the talent." Officer Huang looked at Qing Ling without envy: "You are very strong."

Gao Yang's heart was broken: my serial number 199, the bottom, no wonder there is no presence. The "lucky", lucky you a fairy board.

Qing Ling put down the chopsticks of cabbage, "Serial number list to me."

"There is no entity." Officer Huang pointed to his own head: "All remembered here."

"Then tell me too."

"Tell you well," Officer Huang smiled lightly, "it's not impossible."

"You have conditions?" Gao Yang guessed.

"Of course, there is no free lunch in the world." Officer Huang smiled meaningfully, "Except for this spicy hot meal."