In the end, Liangfeng didn't risk provoking Yin Ruoruo.
Because the space here is limited, Liangfeng doesn't think he can dodge Yin Ruoruo's sword energy attack.
But you can wait until later to ask.
Although the question was not asked, Liangfeng felt as if he had found Yin Ruoruo's painful foot.
This matter was over, Yin Ruoruo and Liangfeng carried Gong Jiujiu and Yan Man respectively on their backs and continued to move forward.
This area was unguarded and in darkness.
And a faint ghostly aura floats in the darkness, making people feel chilly.
There aren't many instruments on display, and there doesn't seem to be a lot of perfume making here.
"The people here should be in more important positions." Yin Ruoruo explained.
"A more important position?"
Soon, Liangfeng followed Yin Ruoruo out of this area, also through a door.
The ghostly energy spread from the other side of the door.
Opening the door and walking to the other side, Liangfeng couldn't help but frown.
The aroma just now disappeared completely, and what greeted him was the strong smell of blood.
It's like going from a garden with chirping birds and fragrant flowers to a bloody slaughterhouse.
There is light here. Although the light is a little dim, it allows people to see their surroundings clearly.
However, what is surprising is that there is no bloody scene here as imagined. Instead, it looks like a leather processing room.
The studio is relatively large and the floor is clean marble.
But in the room were hanging the raw materials of leather—pieces of human skin!
There is a workbench in the corner of the room. In front of the workbench, a figure is busy processing the leather that has been prepared by the light of the work lamp.
This kind of hand-made leather is rare. Unless it is some high-end brands or private customization, it is usually mechanized.
The cobbler in front of the workbench was busy with the task at hand and did not seem to notice the arrival of Liangfeng and Yin Ruoruo. Judging from the back, the other party should be an old man.
Liangfeng came close to Yin Ruoruo and asked in a low voice: "Is there anything special about this?"
Yin Ruoruo looked at Liangfeng, "Why do you ask?"
"You've encountered that kind of perfume before, haven't you encountered this kind of leather? I think this kind of leather may have some special conditions."
"That's not true, but I have to say that the people here are quite good at playing."
Yin Ruoruo adjusted her angle, and she could clearly see what the figure was busy with. The figure seemed to be making a pair of human leather shoes.
"Isn't it human skin furniture?" Liangfeng also noticed it, and he was a little surprised.
"Because that person needs a pair of leather shoes."
The figure sitting in front of the workbench seemed to have finally noticed Liangfeng and Yin Ruoruo, and responded to their doubts in a low voice, with no special emotion audible.
And he was still making leather shoes steadily and carefully in his hands.
Yin Ruoruo sneered and said, "Leather shoes? No one wants them even if they have the 'Maoji' sign on them."
"What is 'Maoji'?" Liangfeng asked again.
"Just pretend you didn't hear it."
(Note: Maoji was once a famous leather shoe manufacturer in Wuhan, and it was extremely prosperous in the last century)
The figure working at the desk carefully put down the leather shoes in his hand and sat up straight.
"The little girl knows a lot, but those ordinary leather shoes still make people feel uncomfortable when wearing them." The figure stood up, turned around, and said: "It is more suitable for human skin to touch human skin. Bar."
The only response to the figure was the sound of a gunshot.
boom--
At some point, Liangfeng had already approached the figure, holding in his hand the gun he had handed over at the counter, with smoke still coming from the muzzle.
The shooting distance was within Liangfeng's range, and the shot was not empty.
The figure looked at Liangfeng in shock, and then his body slowly fell backwards.
But the figure stopped strangely just as it fell halfway, and then stood up suddenly.
"I lied to you!" The figure showed a strange smile.
There is a brand new bullet hole on the wall behind the figure.
"The old man is so naughty." Liangfeng replied.
Then Liangfeng threw out the knife in his hand and slashed the old man's neck.
"Young people today are so rude."
Pfft——
The knife in Liangfeng's hand struck the old man's neck, but it did not cut the old man in half, but was clamped.
"Now that I'm down, can I get some paper money?" the old man said with a smile.
Liangfeng suddenly let go of the hand holding the knife, stretched out his hands and inserted them directly into the old man's chest, and then tore hard, tearing the old man in half.
Today I will show you a hand-tearing old man.
The old man's ghost body shattered with a shocked expression, and Liangfeng's caught knife also fell to the ground.
After the old man's ghost body disappeared, a piece of leather fell to the ground, next to Liangfeng's knife.
"A fierce ghost, what are you pretending to be?" Liangfeng said with some disdain.
"It's a defensive relic, and it seems to be pretty good." Yin Ruoruo commented later.
The reason why Liangfeng didn't cut the old man in half just now was because the old man's special ability not only had defensive power, but also seemed to be able to specifically target weapons.
However, it is not so useful when facing unarmed enemies.
Generally speaking, this ability of the old man will also be attached to the relics.
While Liangfeng was packing away the belongings, Yin Ruoruo also walked over and came to the workbench.
On the workbench lies a pair of women's leather shoes that have been basically completed.
"It seems that the main messenger behind this may be a woman." Yin Ruoruo said.
"Maybe he's a crossdresser." Liangfeng said casually.
Yin Ruoruo laughed, "That seems to be even more exciting."
At this time, Gong Jiujiu, who was placed at the door by Yin Ruoruo, suddenly groaned and then slowly opened his eyes.
"What's wrong with me?" Gong Jiujiu seemed to be no longer under control.
"It seems that the smell of blood here has dispersed the smell of perfume." Yin Ruoruo said.
Gong Jiujiu also discovered Yan Man who had also fainted, and hurriedly picked her up.
"Xiaoman, wake up."
Yin Ruoruo walked towards the two of them, intending to explain the situation to them.
Liangfeng, on the other hand, started rummaging around.
Soon, Liangfeng discovered a passage. The passage was not big and was slanted. Only adults could enter lying down. However, there were mottled blood stains around the passage, some of which looked like they were not completely dry.
"Is this where the smell of blood comes from?"
The cool breeze lifted the baffle of the passage and looked down.
This should be the place where useless corpses are disposed of.
But when Liangfeng looked down the passage, he felt his body tighten, and the malice seemed to turn into substance and enveloped him.
Something was watching him at the other end of the passage!
