The light suddenly disappeared.

It seems that something will emerge from the shadows at any time, choosing people to eat.

Wang Jin stood there quietly.

The phenomenon of persistence of vision reminded him that what he saw was not false.

At the last moment before the light dimmed, he saw the old man in Tang suit walking slowly.

Head of the land.

His body, which had aged rapidly, regained its vitality and vitality, making his back straight again.

He seemed to have gotten over the failures of the previous days and became energetic again.

It's just that the hatred and anger hidden deep in his eyes became more and more intense, almost swallowing up the whole person.

Of course, this is not a talk show, and Wang Jin does not intend to ask about Lu Zhishou's past.

Fighting is always silent.

No courtesy, no pleasantries.

Wang Jin wanted to capture Lu Zhishou alive and get the Hundred People's Resent fragment.

Lu Zhishou wants to kill Wang Jin, restore the situation step by step, and achieve the end.

Hostility and murderous intent are intertwined, and fighting is about to break out.

Wang Jin's plan has already begun.

Lu Zhishou is an ordinary person and cannot adapt to changes in light quickly.

So he didn't light up the ring in the first place.

Darkness represents unknown and fear to humans, but it can provide the best shelter for predators.

Such as fox.

Clang.

There was a clear ringing sound in my ears, and then there was a flash of sword light.

Almost the moment Lu Zhishou appeared, Hu Ling disappeared from the place.

Those twinkling fluorescent eyes even trailed in the darkness, like two shooting stars drawn side by side.

That's right, shooting star.

Wang Jin could see clearly, those eyes flashed above his head.

The white fox held a long sword in its mouth and jumped out from the rack where the luggage was placed.

This woman's fighting instincts were so terrifying that she couldn't even explain why she did what she did.

But Wang Jin knew.

He summoned the Scarlet Arms.

The metal twisted for a while and condensed into the Tang Dao Wang Jin used last night.

As red as maple leaves.

Instead of being ferocious and bloodthirsty, it has more of a cold beauty.

An almost perfect arc, a blade that shimmers with cold light.

Wang Jin does not need deft defense or powerful penetrating thrusts.

He needs to chop, sweep, and decapitate with one blow.

The Tang Dao roared out, setting off sparks on the seats and carriage.

At the same time, there were screams and wails.

Wang Jin is conducting indiscriminate attacks.

To those puppets, and to those passengers.

The battle has begun, and the doctor will no longer play tricks like catching ghosts.

Or, the doctor will turn other passengers into puppets and launch an attack together.

Either, he will use the passengers as a shield, or he will be a human bomb like a plague.

From the moment it entered the tunnel, this carriage was destined to have no survivors.

Wang Jin did not intend to give the doctor a chance to take action.

If the passengers still have a chance of survival, he might think about it a little more.

But since the ending is already decided...

It doesn't matter whose hands these passengers die.

All Wang Jin can do is give them a relatively decent ending.

"Mom! I'm afraid!"

"Old Liu...Old Liu, wake up...Pfft! Madman..."

"Damn it, please don't kill me! I have a lot of money!"

"I'll call the police if you come here again!"

"Damn it! I'll fight you!"

A person's head rolled down, mud and blood seeped out from the fracture, but his eyes were reluctant to close.

In just a few seconds, the carriage was filled with corpses and heads.

It's like falling into purgatory.

The figure that shuttled through it did not pause at all, but continued to swing the knife expressionlessly.

The white hair was stained with blood red in the darkness, like a handsome evil ghost.

Wang Jin has no psychological burden.

He can even observe with ease.

Most of the passengers are puppets, and the few human bodies are still expanding and about to explode.

The entire carriage had been tampered with by doctors.

If Wang Jin had even the slightest hesitation, he would not be alive now.

The doctor did not directly use the puppet to attack Wang Jin, he knew that would be ineffective.

The doctor is gambling.

Bet on whether Wang Jin will be soft-hearted and bound by morality.

Fortunately, Wang Jin's judging criteria in this regard are very special.

He never felt like a partner in justice.

Without the shackles of morality, I can use my sword to chop with ease.

call--

The wind rushed through the broken car windows, and a dazzling light lit up.

Hu Ling and Lu Zhishou were missing, and Hu Huo disappeared just now.

Only Wang Jin was left in the carriage, and something in the shadow.

Wow.

The carriage door was opened, and the fox-eared girl approached the mirror.

She also had no psychological burden and could kill even faster than Wang Jin.

Ghost talk workers will not be soft-hearted.

Crunch——

Wow…

Hu Xiaobei did not come over, but turned on the faucet and rinsed the blood from his body.

Snap, snap, snap.

Several figures came from a distance, and they stood in front of Wang Jin while applauding.

The leader is a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.

He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and looked at Wang Jin quietly.

But for some reason, there is always a hint of madness in those calm eyes.

"Hey, long time no see, Doctor Chen."

Wang Jin smiled kindly.
To be continued...