Seeing that Wang Quan was still smiling very easily, the village chief stopped pretending.
He said coldly: "It seems that you know a lot. You originally wanted to use strangers like you as sacrifices. It's a pity."
Wang Quan still put his hands in his pockets and smiled happily, "Oh? Come on then."
The village chief always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it. He frowned and said, "Do you treat me like trash?"
Wang Quan said seriously: "I don't allow you to praise yourself like this."
"..."
There is no need to endure it anymore!
The village chief pulled out a hatchet from under the table, then turned the table over with a grin.
Then......
boom--!
There was a gunshot.
Wang Quan blew the muzzle of the silver-white M1911A1 that was still smoking in his hand, "In what age are you still using a knife to kill people? Are you young and Dangerous?"
"It turns out your confidence is your pistol."
The village chief touched the bloody hole on his forehead, licked the blood on his hands, and smiled ferociously.
There were many small squirming granules growing out of the bloody hole on his forehead, and the wound was healing.
"If you only have a pistol, there is no..."
Click!
Before the village chief finished speaking, Wang Quan had already rushed in front of him, grabbed his face with one hand and slapped him hard on the wall!
Several cracks appeared on the wall! The blood splattered from the back of the village chief's head dyed a large area of the wall red in a radial pattern!
But the village chief was not dead yet, and even had the strength to raise a hatchet and chop Wang Quan's arm.
But before he chopped it down, Wang Quan had already rolled up his sleeves to close to his elbows at the speed of light, and then...
Let him cut it.
The gleaming hatchet looked sharp at first glance, but when it struck Wang Quan's arm, it didn't even make a dent in his skin.
Wang Quan even let go of his hand and let the village chief fall to the ground.
Turning around and grabbing a piece of tablecloth from the overturned table, he placed his entire back in front of the village chief without any defense.
But the village chief could only breathe heavily.
Turning around, Wang Quan slowly wiped the blood on his hands with a tablecloth and walked slowly to the village chief who was sitting against the wall.
He knelt down and sighed: "You will be useless if I give you a chance. Don't you have any accomplices? If you do, can you let him out? It would be really troublesome for me to find them one by one."
The village chief was breathing heavily, and the blood flowing from his head had moistened his eyes, but he did not blink and still looked at Wang Quan with a ferocious expression, "God will punish you!"
Wang Quan smiled slightly, took the hatchet from his hand, and struck him on the shoulder.
Then looking at the squirming flesh buds on his shoulder, Wang Quan pressed down with a knife.
The village chief groaned and said nothing.
Wang Quan waited for half a minute, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
After two puffs, he slapped the village chief on the face, "Where is your god? Ah? I've been waiting for a long time, why haven't you come yet?"
The left half of the village chief's face was swollen. He said nothing and still stared at Wang Quan with hatred in his eyes.
Wang Quan gave him a straight punch in the face, shattering all the teeth in his mouth, then grabbed his hair and slapped the back of his head with his other hand, causing him to spit out blood foam from his mouth full of teeth.
"Well, I can speak properly now."
Wang Quan patted his shoulder, took out a cigarette and put it into his mouth, then helped him light it.
"Now let me ask you an answer."
"The first question." Wang Quan puffed out a puff of smoke in his face, "How can you release that Kitchen God of yours?"
The village chief's eyes were stunned, "What do you mean..."
"Did I ask you to ask questions?" Wang Quan curled his lips, "I asked you what kind of god it is and how to release it."
The village chief spoke slurred words, "Aren't you trying to stop us from summoning the gods?"
"Why should I stop you?" Wang Quan smoked a cigarette and smiled innocently, "Does your village have anything to do with me? I don't know you. If you hadn't prevented me from leaving the village, I would have left long ago.
"Now I can only leave if you recruit your Stove Lord, right?"
The village chief struggled to get up, but Wang Quan touched the handle of the hatchet, and the village chief's expression twisted in pain.
But he didn't care about that anymore, "Why don't you say... Since we have no conflict, I can just let you go."
"You didn't ask." Wang Quan flicked the ashes from his cigarette, "Besides, you locked the door and wanted to use me as a sacrifice. You just said it and it's over?"
Didn't you lock the door? I just locked the yard... The village chief wanted to smile to lighten the atmosphere, but his swollen cheeks and broken teeth didn't allow him to do so, "Then what do you want?"
In this way, I have a lot of gold bars here, which can be regarded as your compensation.
"I'll take you out of the village, okay?"
"Take out the gold bars first and then talk." Wang Quan was noncommittal.
"It's under the tiles by the table."
The village chief's right shoulder was nailed to death with a hatchet. He reluctantly raised his left hand and pointed at the floor tiles in front of the table, "It's right under that."
Wang Quan nodded and put out the cigarette on the village chief's face. With a twisted expression of suppressing pain, he turned around and punched three floor tiles.
Looking at Wang Quan's undefended back, a fierce look flashed in the village chief's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
"You see there's a box over there, don't open it to yourself, there's a trap inside."
He was talking about a reddish-brown iron box as big as a Centennial Mountain box.
Wang Quan ignored him, picked up the box and opened it casually.
While opening it, something seemed to have been hooked. The box made two "squeaking" sounds, and two steel needles hit Wang Quan's eyeballs and fell to the ground.
"Remember to put that gas poison next time."
The village chief's eyes widened, "Are you still afraid of poison?"
"I'm not afraid." Wang Quan smiled as he opened the box, "I'm just teasing you, but it's hard for you to meet someone as awesome as me."
village head:"......"
He felt that his brain was spinning very slowly for some reason. Was he really old? Or was God's supply of divine power insufficient?
But why is his recovery from injury so slow?
It shouldn't be...
What he didn't see was that on the blade of the hatchet, a scarlet mist that was almost invisible to the naked eye was entering his body along the wound.
Maybe he saw it, but his mind was polluted by the scarlet smoke, so he subconsciously ignored it.
Wang Quan didn't pay attention to what was happening behind him. He opened the box and subconsciously squinted his eyes.
Ah! What a dazzling golden light!
There are twenty or thirty gold bricks neatly stacked in the box!
Wang Quan's eyes changed.
It was because his eyes stopped running away when he saw the money.
The corners of his mouth subconsciously raised into a smile.
When he went to buy a BMW, the salesperson at the 4S store seemed to have the same smile when he saw the car sales commission bonus arrive.
Enthusiastic! Overflowing!
"Not bad, really good." Wang Quan turned around and patted the village chief on the shoulder, smiling enthusiastically, "Uncle village chief, you, the greatest god in the village, really don't need my help to release him?"
He patted his chest and said confidently: "Don't look at me like this, but I'm actually quite strong."
"No, no, no, it's not good for our village's trivial matters to delay your time." The village chief responded with a kind smile.
It was his face that was half swollen, covered in blood and full of teeth that made Wang Quan really unfriendly.
"Then I have one more condition." Wang Quan smiled and began to push further, "Look, I have a house, a car, no loans, and now I have money, am I missing a girl who can sleep in a warm bed at night?
"Originally, I came to our village to find a partner, and now I happened to find someone suitable.
"It just so happens that that girl has no parents and she looks very pitiful. Village chief, what do you think?"
"No......"
Click——!
Like a watermelon being smashed into pieces, the village chief's head was blown open by Wang Quan's punch.
"Since you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence~~"
Wang Quan smiled, picked up the box, turned around and walked out of the village chief's house.
Leaving through special means?
That's a lot of trouble. This village is full of scum. Just kill them all and you'll be able to get out.
He, Lao Wang, hates trouble the most.
After he left humming a tune, ten minutes later, the headless corpse lying on the ground suddenly sat up, and then countless flesh buds squirmed in the fractured neck.