It's just dawn.

The storm turned back into a normal drizzle, with a light mist in the fishing village.

The air was filled with the smell of earth, and from time to time there was an indescribable smell of blood.

As if receiving some signal, the long hand disappeared strangely.

If it weren't for the blood mixed with sand on the ground, some people might think that what happened last night was a nightmare.

This is not the first time for most villagers to face this. Even if they are injured a little, they will not lose their lives.

Except Hong Shan’s younger brother.

Sometimes too many people are not a good thing.

Thirty or forty people were crowded into a room, and there was no room to even swing a knife.

Coupled with the panic of facing a strange incident for the first time, as well as the casualties caused by unfamiliar terrain.

The long hand outside the door and the long hand in the cellar cooperated. In just a few hours, Hong Shan's men killed more than a dozen people.

The surviving brothers were all badly injured, their exposed skin was covered with scratches, and one or two even had stab wounds on their bodies.

Obviously, they have to face not only long hands, but also irrational companions.

"Tsk."

Wang Jin glanced at the corpses piled at the entrance of Hongshan and raised his eyebrows.

Then he turned his attention to the house.

Soon, he found Hong Shan's face.

This bastard boss is much worse than the last time we met.

He seemed to have aged dozens of years overnight, and his originally bloodless face turned gray.

This kind of smell...Wang Jin is actually very familiar with it.

People with low inspiration need to use a perfume called "Ghost Cover Eyes" to enter the ghost story scene.

This thing will temporarily suppress the Yang Qi in a person's body to the extreme, making the user more susceptible to evil spirits.

Hong Shan's current state is the same as if he had used a ghost to cover his eyes.

However, the ghost's blindness can only last for a period of time, and he is really weak.

As if he noticed Wang Jin's gaze, Hong Shan trembled all over and subconsciously wanted to run away.

"oh?"

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.

Song He fainted. Before he could ask why there was a problem in the cellar, he subconsciously thought that Song He had forgotten this.

But Hong Shan's appearance... actually confirmed Wang Jin's suspicion.

No one would play with their own lives.

In other words, someone wants He Song to die early.

Judging from the current situation...

"Hongshan, I'm here to find you."

Wang Jin waved his hand and threw something violently.

Almost out of instinct, everyone in the yard began to run away, and one or two even flew out after being tripped by others.

no way.

The sight of Wang Jin casually throwing explosive bombs yesterday still lingered in their minds.

This man is a lunatic. Even if he throws a lightweight nuclear bomb next second, no one will be surprised.

No one dared to bet whether Wang Jin was joking. They had just escaped death and wanted to live a little longer.

"Get down! Get down, everyone!"

I don't know who shouted, and the boys began to lie down on the ground in unison, completely ignoring the cold muddy water.

"ha…"

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows, walked around the person lying on the ground, and walked forward leisurely.

He also didn't expect that a random stone thrown by him could be so lethal.

With almost no effort, Wang Jin picked out the trembling Hong Shan from the group of younger brothers.

Snap.

Alice pressed against Hongshan's thigh.

"Little brother! Calm down, calm down!"

Hong Shan spoke quickly, his already weak voice trembling a little.

Wang Jin looked at the middle-aged man's cloudy eyes quietly and said nothing.

Instead, he pulled the trigger.

Bang!

White light flashed past, and countless iris petals fluttered and fell on Hongshan.

The steel ball was fired at close range and embedded directly into Hong Shan's flesh.

One or two even passed through the body and hit the ground.

Even the least powerful bird hunting bullet has terrifying power after being blessed by events.

Blood dripped on the dirt floor and flowed into the distance with the rain.

Heart-rending roars sounded, and Hong Shan stared at Wang Jin with bloodshot eyes, seeming a little aggrieved.

The other boys trembled when they heard the noise. When they looked up, they found that their boss was being pinned to the ground by Wang Jin and beaten until he was covered in blood.

They froze on the spot, obviously not knowing what to do.

"Um…"

Wang Jin touched his chin with a complicated expression.

Anger is not a good thing for ghost talk workers.

Therefore, he will try his best to control his emotions during the task to avoid making low-level mistakes such as being impulsive.

Of course, this does not prevent Wang Jin from doing things.

Now that his emotions were up, he felt he should say something.

After thinking for a while, Wang Jin spoke softly.

"Say or not?"

"You fucking asked!"

Hong Shan almost couldn't breathe. He tried to calm down and spoke weakly.

Although he expected that Wang Jin would come to see him and that something bad would happen, Hong Shan was a little depressed when he was shot for no reason.

"Ahem, I'm not very good at this."

Wang Jin scratched his head.

He was indeed not very skilled at using torture to extract confessions.

After all, most of the clues can be figured out with your brain, so there is no need to keep asking people.

"Let me ask you..."

"You opened the other end of Songhe's cellar."

Wang Jin narrowed his eyes and spoke coldly.

"…Um?"

Hong Shan was stunned for a long time before he raised his pale face and looked at Wang Jin.

What's the problem?

This kid just made a statement when he opened his mouth, and didn’t give himself any room to answer?

"Sigh... I'm really not very good at this."

Wang Jin shook his head and pointed the shotgun at Hong Shan's other leg.

Then facing the opponent's shocked gaze, he pulled the trigger again.

Bang!

"ah!!"

Hongshan's screams sounded again, but stopped abruptly.
To be continued...