In Wen Wen's eyes, the fight between Xiong Ying and these listeners was boring to the extreme.
"As a synchronized superpower user, do you only know how to use your fists? At least shoot some beams so I can see some special effects."
"And those clay figures, besides just taking beatings, can't they do something interesting like self-destruct or turn into big trees? That would be quite a sight..."
However, Wen Wen knew that with the strength of those three mischievous imps, controlling the clay figures to endure beatings was already extremely difficult, especially when facing a synchronized-level superpower user.
Wen Wen shook his head and said, "If I keep watching, I'll yawn. It's not even as interesting as listening to ghost stories, so I'll just help him finish his mission sooner."
He took out a gun from his cloak, aimed it at the direction of the three mischievous imps, and pulled the trigger.
A piercing bullet penetrated the floor, grazed the ear of a mischievous imp, and stirred up a wisp of blue blood.
The ritual of the three working together to control the clay figures was interrupted by Wen Wen. The clay figures, which were being beaten and were as pliable as dough, immediately collapsed.
Xiong Ying suddenly looked up at the ceiling, realizing he had only been fighting against something controlled by the mastermind.
He then dashed towards the stairs at full speed, heading for the fourteenth floor to capture those mischievous imps.
Wen Wen complained speechlessly, "What a good kid... Normally, a synchronized-level superpower user of this strength-enhancement type would choose the shortest path, which is to break through the ceiling and chase after them. It's really rare to see someone obediently climbing stairs."
He actually had no interest in those three 'mischievous imps.' Although these monsters had malicious personalities, the vast majority of them had never truly harmed humans, so Wen Wen wouldn't put them into containment.
Even if the Hunter Association caught them, they generally wouldn't be used for experiments or executed.
But Wen Wen also didn't intend to let them go. Creatures that lurked in human society and possessed the power to toy with ordinary people at will must be regulated by the Hunter Association, otherwise, they would be potential destabilizing factors.
He slowly opened the window and flew to the fourteenth floor.
By then, Xiong Ying had already subdued one mischievous imp. He was holding the little creature by the neck, trying hard to capture the other two.
But the two mischievous imps dodged and weaved in the narrow space, making it difficult for Xiong Ying to catch them.
Mischievous imps, as a species, were not strong in frontal combat, or rather, they had no frontal combat ability. Therefore, their ability points were all invested in strange areas, such as invisibility, telekinesis, creating fireworks out of thin air, and so on. With these abilities, it was not easy for Xiong Ying to catch them.
"Although these little guys are quite slippery, failing to handle even three mischievous imps is really embarrassing..."
"His strength is fine, but he doesn't use this ability correctly. After a period of training at the Hunter Association, this situation would absolutely not occur."
Looking at Xiong Ying's reaction, Wen Wen found it hard to accept. After observing for a while, purplish-black energy shot out from his hand like an arrow released from a bowstring.
The two mischievous imps, who were only focused on evading Xiong Ying, were hit by this purple energy and fell to the ground, unable to move.
"Dealing with such slippery enemies, relying solely on brute force won't work, and you can't be soft-hearted either," Wen Wen said as he walked out from a corner, taking out two standard Hunter Association ropes to tie up the two mischievous imps. Then he said kindly to Xiong Ying.
"Saving people is a good thing, but some matters are not suitable for the general public to know, so your flashy way of appearing was a bit inappropriate."
"Who are you?"
Xiong Ying looked at the black-clothed young man who had suddenly appeared, leaning on a pale cane, and showed extreme vigilance.
Wen Wen had an aura that he found very uncomfortable, much like the natural incompatibility between a good student who studies everything and listens to the teacher, and a student who always likes to play pranks.
Moreover, he felt a pressure from Wen Wen that he hadn't felt from other demon hunters in Qingchuan City.
This smiling guy was strong, very strong. He was the strongest person Xiong Ying had encountered since obtaining the Heart of the Devil!
Wen Wen bowed slightly to Xiong Ying and said, "Nice to meet you, I am a Ranger from the Hunter Association. I will take good care of you. My codename is &"
Purplish-black energy formed a wing behind Wen Wen, erupting and providing him with powerful propulsion. Faint green data streams wrapped around Wen Wen, causing his speed to surge again.
Even if he moved his legs as fast as possible, running was difficult to outpace flying, let alone Wen Wen's enhanced version of flying. Therefore, after a short chase, Wen Wen was keeping pace with Xiong Ying.
"I'm not a monster, why are you running from me? I told you I'm here to take care of you. If you stop, how about I treat you to hot pot?"
Anyway, the hot pot in Qingchuan City wouldn't cost Wen Wen anything, so it didn't matter what he promised.
Moreover, he had activated the protective shield from the warehouse administrator's badge, so even when moving at high speed and chatting, the wind wouldn't blow into his mouth.
But Xiong Ying didn't consider the problem of wind blowing into his mouth. He answered Wen Wen without thinking, "I don't want to deal with you. I was just going to save people. Stop bothering me!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, a large gust of wind rushed in, disrupting Xiong Ying's breathing and making his movements uncoordinated.
This created an opening!