"If it hadn't been for him, I wouldn't have come here at this time, and you wouldn't have died."
Sun Tiezui looked at the little flowers on the bamboo raft with a grin, then reached out and pressed hard on the amulet.
Blood splatters.
He pressed the baby's head down, and the tip of the cross emerged from the head, piercing Sun Tiezui's right hand that was pressing on it without any hindrance.
Buzz——
After being moistened by the blood, the cross began to shine with a faint cold light, and seemed to have a heart-stopping cry.
Sun Tiezui closed his eyes and his lips moved, muttering strange words in his mouth.
Wang Jin, who was standing behind him, listened carefully and frowned slightly.
On the one hand, he felt that this long forward swing was really unsightly.
On the other hand, there was something wrong with what Sun Tiezui was holding.
It's not that the talisman is heavily polluted, it's simply because of the effect it can have at times like this.
Although I couldn't see the specific material it was made of, judging from the flickering cold light, this thing was quite sharp, almost comparable to a dagger.
Cutting and slaughtering are easy.
Religion, rituals, sharp knives, and dying lives.
Wang Jin happened to know some of these things, so he knew exactly what Sun Tiezui was doing.
Sacrifice.
Wang Jin sometimes wonders whether the bronze whistle at the institute is also related to this ancient custom.
It is different from the one-sided supply like sacrifice.
Sacrifices can usually get the attention of something, and if they are lucky, they can even communicate or use a medium to bless them.
In layman's terms, it's the difference between licking a dog and running in both directions.
"Infant head and belly corpse god..."
Wang Jin quietly watched Sun Tiezui's movements and began to think about what this thing had to do with the Mud Dragon King or the Liu family's rare items.
"Don't worry, it will pass as soon as you close your eyes."
Sun Tiezui murmured softly and placed the other two corpses with infant heads and bellies on a shelf next to Xiaohua.
Then he lifted up the amulet, stabbed it gently into Xiaohua's neck, and made a circle along the spine.
The little girl didn't struggle much and seemed to be frightened.
She struggled twice and then stopped moving, and her big eyes gradually lost their luster.
Sun Tiezui held her head and gently rotated it using a special technique.
The movements are very skillful, and can even be said to be familiar with driving.
Doing this kind of thing seems to make Sun Tiezui feel satisfied and even immersed in his own world.
Therefore, he did not feel the cold murderous intent coming from behind, nor did he notice that the child in his hand had no body temperature at all.
"call…"
The young man took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
Even so, his whole body was still trembling.
Furious.
Wang Jin has always felt that he is not a gentle and kind person.
Maybe it once was.
But so many years of struggling to survive have made him understand something.
This world is suitable for many people to live in, but it is not suitable for that kind of person.
Over time, Wang Jin developed his own style.
When things happen, only look at the benefits.
Things that are not related to one's own interests will be kept high, and those who endanger interests will be cut down.
Indifferent and selfish.
But useful.
A long time ago, Wang Jin thought he could live such a simple and happy life forever.
But he gradually discovered that there was always something above interests.
Wang Jin couldn't tell what it was.
Maybe it's the conscience hidden deep in my heart...or a sense of justice.
Although it was hidden in a corner by Wang Jin, it would still come out and jump occasionally.
For example, in a zoo, when facing an evil being, or...
Now.
Wang Jin knew that if he had not saved Xiao Hua, the girl would have ended up like Wang Cai.
Sun Tiezui is absolutely egoistic.
As long as it can bring benefits to oneself, moral laws can be trampled underfoot.
This kind of person will never show any mercy when faced with an opportunity that he has been waiting for for many years.
"call…"
Wang Jin loaded the shotgun and looked at everything in front of him coldly.
The talisman buzzed with excitement and was filled with black energy in just a few seconds.
The first step in worship is to establish contact.
Black energy surged out, using the talisman as a carrier, forming a faint shadow.
It still looks like a baby's cross, but the head is made of black gas and cannot be seen clearly.
"Wow…"
A faint baby cry echoed all around.
Accompanying the baby's cry was Sun Tiezui's chanting sound, as well as a touch of pollution.
The connections are getting closer and closer.
Wang Jin could feel something looking towards him.
"alright."
The young man nodded slightly.
Then he stepped forward and put the shotgun at the back of Sun Tiezui's head.
Wang Jin has wanted to do this for a long time.
From the moment I met Sun Tiezui.
The man in the suit trembled, his face full of shock.
Wang Jin, a person controlled by the Baby-Headed-Belly Corpse God, broke free when its power was at its peak.
This is unreasonable.
"puff…"
A sudden feeling of suffocation interrupted Sun Tiezui's thoughts.
The little girl who had lost her breath in his arms turned into a thick black liquid and strangled him tightly.
The force was so strong that it almost strangled him.
So Sun Tiezui blushed and made a spell.
Black air rose up, then quickly fell silent.
A sharp-jointed palm gently rested on Sun Tiezui.
Snap.
Contact is established and suppression is formed.
The black liquid jumped along the hand and climbed onto Wang Jin's face, turning him into another appearance.
Sun Tiezui couldn't care about this. His face turned pale and his whole body began to convulse.
"You...you can't kill me."
"Otherwise it will find you and stay with you forever."
The man in the suit waved a sharp amulet and stabbed the hand on the shoulder hard.
Unfortunately, the hand changed its position deftly.
Sun Tiezui screamed.
He jumped away and inserted the amulet into his shoulder.
The black baby's face overlapped with Sun Tie's mouth, making the man in the suit look more like a ghost than a human.
"Tsk."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and grabbed Sun Tiezui's collar.
Seeing the other party trembling and shrinking under his hands, the young man curled his lips, showing a bit of disdain.
He slowly leaned down and looked directly at Sun Tiezui.
"I'm talking to that thing behind you."
"Beast...are you watching?"
Feeling the gaze on him, Wang Jin shook his wrist and stuffed the shotgun into the man in the suit's mouth.
Pull the trigger.
Bang!
Alice roared, and a blazing white fire flashed past.
Obviously, the name "Sun Tiezui" is...a bit exaggerated.
Wang Jin didn't know how strong his mouth was, but he couldn't hold a shotgun.
Being hit by Alice on the face, Sun Tiezui's face instantly became pulpy, and his skull and scalp were lifted up directly.
The red and white stuff was splashed on the floor, exuding a disgusting smell of blood.
Wang Jin wiped Alice and looked back with interest.
Kill your people in front of you.
This is a declaration of war.
Even in the eyes of an ordinary gangster like Hong Shan, this is intolerable behavior.
What's more, a strange story that was praised to the heavens.
Sure enough, the inspiration warning started to pulse.
So Wang Jin pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses created by Wangcai, revealing an elegant yet slightly crazy smile.