Su Xi lay on the man's back and stretched out her hand to pull the blood-stained costume.
It was originally just an investigation activity, but now it has escalated to the level of attacking the police.
It's simply boring to live.
Now not only the governing bureau, but also companies can intervene in the form of "voluntary help" and completely join the melee.
The situation suddenly became extremely bad, and all this happened just because of a drama addict.
Thinking of this, Su Xi couldn't help but scratch and bite the man, not caring about the gunshot wounds on her body.
"I didn't kill anyone, I just let them beat me."
The drama idiot held down Su Xi's white and tender left leg with one hand, and dug out half a bullet from his abdomen with the other hand.
After all, the police are police officers, and all of them are hardened warriors.
Su Xi is right.
"It's so boring."
Even if the showman suddenly attacked, he was almost beaten to pieces by the airtight barrage.
Without the golden flag, he might have lost his life.
"Don't think I didn't see that you wanted to kill that policeman."
Su Xi frowned slightly.
She didn't know why, but she always had an indescribable feeling when facing Wei Shan.
"Do you know how fucking outrageous that is?"
The drama fanatic rarely defended himself, but instead complained.
"No matter how hard I hit, I couldn't hit him. In the end, he even disappeared from my eyes."
"But...his gun is really damn accurate."
Xi Chi sighed and pointed at the wounds on Su Xi's body.
Wei Shan made a prompt decision and destroyed Su Xi's left leg with one shot.
He's so fierce that he doesn't look like an ordinary policeman.
If the drama idiot hadn't run so fast, it wouldn't take long for the police to catch up.
"Tiandao seems to like him very much."
After hesitating for a moment, Su Xi spoke softly.
"Tsk, don't be ridiculous."
The playboy waved his hands with disdain on his face.
"Tiandao can't see us little people at all. You should know better than me."
Su Xi remained silent.
The police siren sounded, but it passed them both.
The ability to deceive the world is to deceive the heavens.
The dark clouds dispersed slightly, and the bloodstains and skylight mixed together, illuminating both illusion and reality at the same time.
——
"That voice again."
Wang Jin rubbed his temples and listened carefully to the roar in his ears.
It's indeed a little clearer, but I still can't hear it clearly.
But one thing can be confirmed.
These are not hallucinations, but real sounds.
"It should be at the end."
Wang Jin whispered softly.
He didn't paddle too fast. After all, the leader just escaped, not died.
Although Wangcai beat him up, Wang Jin knew it very well.
Da Paotou is not human.
That kind of injury should be nothing to him.
"But Lei Gongzhao...he seems to have a way to deal with it."
Wang Jin sighed and put the yellow charm in his pocket into his shoulder bag.
If this were not the case, Da Paotou would not attack him so brazenly.
The broken bamboo rafts broke open the river water, and there were more and more shining fish under the water.
They followed Wang Jin forward, seemingly showing him the way.
"What Da Paitou said is half true, but this should indeed be the stronghold of the Nanyang Master."
"These beasts seem to be planning something, tricking the villagers into doing human experiments... Those monsters just now were failures."
"The number of spiders and fish are not too many, they seem to be paving the way for the human-headed snake."
"The total number of monsters is terrifying. If so many people disappeared in just a few months, the command bureau would have noticed."
Wang Jin frowned and began to mutter, taking a few sips from time to time to wake up.
Liquor.
He's putting the clues together.
On the last mural, a red circle occupies most of the area.
The roar at the end of the stone forest.
The cry for help in the dream was accompanied by a human face and a baby's head spewing black gas.
There are indeed a lot of clues obtained, but they are too messy.
"The only thing that's certain is the human face and the baby's head."
Wang Jin squinted his eyes and tried to sort out as many clues as possible.
"It should be the Nanyang Master and the Baby-Head-Belly Corpse God. I didn't expect that this ghost has a pretty high status among them."
"That red circle... looks like an egg."
"What are they trying to hatch? Hatching..."
"The screams for help and screams have no clue at all. Maybe we will encounter them later."
Wang Jin held his hands in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief.
His hands and feet would become cold when he was thinking hard, and it would be even worse in a cold and humid place like the underground river.
"嘤嘤!"
Xiao Hei's cry rang out, interrupting Wang Jin's train of thought.
Wang Jin just sent one or two to investigate in advance, and now the results have been obtained.
"嘤嘤嘤嘤!"
"Are there many people... This shouldn't be a scene of ghost stories."
Wang Jin checked the Geiger counter on his wrist and shook his head slightly.
"嘤嘤!"
"The tattoo is definitely that of a Nanyang Master."
"It turns out that these beasts are not dead yet... No wonder there are more and more experimental subjects. It seems that they have not been idle for more than ten years."
Wang Jin sighed, and the look of the snake-body girl before he was beheaded appeared in his mind again.
Lose your loved ones, lose your virginity, lose your body, and finally lose yourself.
The victim needs to die to escape the pain...and the perpetrator cannot escape.
"Just in time to avenge these poor people."
The young man touched the shotgun, a faint murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Wang Jin is not a good person, but he has his own moral code.
Killing someone is a mission requirement, and helping someone take revenge is a matter of compassion.
"I feel like my heart has softened a lot."
Wang Jin murmured softly, aware of this terrible fact.
"嘤嘤嘤!"
Xiao Hei spoke again and showed various movements to Wang Jin.
Sometimes it pulls off its own head, sometimes it splits itself into several pieces.
"Flying Head Drop and Corpse Dismemberment Gu? What a classic."
Wang Jin laughed dumbly.
Having been with Xiao Hei for a long time, he also understands some slang.
Coupled with the vivid gestures made by Xiao Hei, this is almost a secret code that only the two of them can understand.
Very practical.
"Okay, let's solve it quickly."
Wang Jin sighed and directed Xiao Hei to row the bamboo raft around the corner.
I don’t know when it started, but the atmosphere of life gradually began to come here.
Wang Jin could even see burnt torches under the rock walls on both sides.
Further ahead, you should be able to see the red house from back then.
Wow——
Bamboo rafts passed by, and Xiao Hei blended into the shadows silently.
"Oh shit…"
Wang Jin cursed in a low voice.
The girl with the snake body seems to have some painting skills, and the scene in front of her is similar to the mural.
The red house had been twisted out of shape, there were traces of bonfires on the ground, and tattered tents were placed around it.
Only now did Wang Jin understand one thing.
Why are the so-called "gods" so big on the murals?
This is not an exaggeration. It is impossible for villagers who have not read much to know this kind of artistic technique.
These beasts are indeed much, much taller than normal people.
The skin is pale and the hands and feet are slender.
It's about three or four meters, and the top of your head is almost touching the rock wall.
But most of this terrifying height is due to his deformed head.
These Nanyang masters are very tall and thin, and look more like bamboo poles.
However, the bamboo pole-like body is holding a huge swollen head, and there are bursts of black air in the breath.
The eyes are slightly bulging, and dark red liquid is flowing from the corners of the mouth.
Occasionally, when I turn my head to communicate with others, I can't help but smile.
Then more liquid dripped from the corner of the mouth, and it was sticky and flowing.
It looks like some weird version of a stick figure, or a malnourished big-headed doll.
"It's fucking disgusting."
Wang Jin's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and an evil dragon image could not help but rise behind his back.
He tried hard to control his emotions and turned his head to look aside.
There was something not shown in the mural, which was why Wang Jin didn't take action immediately.
There are cages in the corner. Judging from the material, they should be...
Human leg bone.
If you think about it carefully, this is indeed the case.
Whether it's a fish, a spider, or a snake.
Neither has a lower body.
Judging from the style of those Nanyang masters, the most indispensable thing here is leg bones.
If you think about it carefully, what do the villagers eat in such a place where they cannot enter and leave at any time?
Wang Jin felt sick for a while.
In the white cage, there are several squirming figures.
Their limbs were mutilated, and a strong putrid smell emanated from the fractures.
If you look closely, you can still vaguely make out the human shape...
They are a group of children, about the same age as Xiaohua.
Beside the cage is a row of reverse crosses.
A child's head was stuck on the cross, and the spine and dried internal organs were wrapped around the horizontal bars on both sides.
It's this weird thing again.
There were just some places where Wang Jin felt strongly uncomfortable.
There was a child in the cage looking at the cross beside him and calling for his brother.
He doesn't seem to understand why he doesn't play with him.
The other children were also staring at the crosses, wondering what they were thinking.
The cross had been their companion, and they would soon become its companions.
"Originally, I wanted to protect my image in the hearts of the villagers. I did this kind of thing secretly."
"Isn't it time to carry people on your back now..."
Wang Jin gritted his teeth and turned his gaze to the busy figures in the distance.
He had no way of confirming whether these things were human on a biological level.
But judging from another perspective, it is quite easy.
The little black boy at his feet began to stir and seemed very angry.
"Um?"
Someone seemed to have noticed Wang Jin's aura. He slowly turned his head and prepared to come over to check the situation.
call!
The spear whizzed past and pierced the huge head without hesitation.
Thick and disgusting juice splashed out, as if the stomach of some insect had been smashed.
The flowing water flag flashed and helped Wang Jin block the strange liquid.
"bring it on."
The young man waved his hand, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
——
"Uh huh huh..."
The little fox shook his head and paced around the well, apparently not caring about the distance at all.
The howl came.
The villagers suffered heavy casualties, and many were seriously injured and could only lie on the ground wailing without receiving medical treatment.
But Hu Xiaobei had no intention of pitying these people.
The platoon leader and the long hand are clearly placed here. A normal person should know the danger ahead.
But the villagers still ran over and lost their lives.
Hu Xiaobei knew that they were not tired of living.
These people simply wanted to see if they, the foreigners, had lost their lives.
Then prepare to snatch Wang Jin's equipment.
Stupid and bad.
So Hu Xiaobei didn't want to care about it at all, and even wanted to go over and make a few more cuts.
Because she saw villagers slowly approaching and wandering near the ruins.
Obviously, these people forgot who saved them from the grenade and who saved their lives from the platoon leader.
The only thing I didn't forget was the spray in Hu Xiaobei's hand.
At a time like this when most people are losing money, the value of that thing is immeasurable.