After several enhanced vehicles, the speed is very fast, and it is estimated that it will take less than two hours to reach Jiangbei.
Jiang Chen was tired after a whole night, so he lay down on the seat and closed his eyes to rest.
The mentally ill people and ghosts in a car are all on pins and needles, walking on thin ice, and are extremely cautious.
I'm afraid that this lunatic will cause something terrible again.
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Somewhere outside an old village in the mountains, in a forest.
More than two dozen young people wearing black combat uniforms with a bit of childishness on their faces squatted here.
They each faced a direction, guarding the surroundings. One of them lit a black incense stick, burning out wisps of green smoke, which seemed to have a special effect.
"It's been almost ten minutes, why hasn't Grandmaster Zhou come back?" someone asked in a low voice.
"Did something happen?"
"Would you like to try contacting him?"
"What should we do, continue to wait, or evacuate..."
All eyes in the crowd were directed at a young man and a woman in the front.
"Brother Xiaodong, Sister Qin, what should we do?"
The woman called Sister Qin was the oldest one present and looked to be almost thirty years old. After hearing this, she looked around and felt a little hesitant.
The young man also frowned, and it turned out to be Jiang Chen's former classmate: Zhao Xiaodong.
After a while, it was the younger Zhao Xiaodong who spoke first: "Have you forgotten what Grandmaster Zhou said before he left? If he is safe, he will contact us."
"Never contact Grandmaster Zhou, and start counting the seconds. When ten minutes are up, retreat immediately, report the situation here to the branch, and then split up and escape in groups of two or three!"
He is very calm and collected.
If all the masters are in danger here, it means that there is a threat beyond everyone's imagination in the village. At this time, no matter how many people there are, it is useless. Escape separately is the only chance to survive.
After Zhao Xiaodong finished speaking, he took a deep breath and tightened his muscles. He looked like a beast ready to hunt, staring at the village ahead.
He actually had a very bad premonition, and his eyes seemed to be stung by needles. This was the ghost in his body warning him that maybe he would die here tonight!
"Do you really want to die before you get out of the battle?"
He murmured, recalling his experiences these days.
After that day at Zheng's Villa, he was taken to a mysterious place with more than ten floors underground, which was heavily guarded and with all kinds of terrifying characters walking around.
A bald man asked himself if he was willing to be loyal to Kyushu.
He refused on the spot.
He asked again if he wanted to survive in troubled times.
Zhao Xiaodong patted his chest and expressed his willingness to devote himself to Kyushu until his death.
Then he was sent to a military base far away from the city, where he underwent a series of extremely cruel training.
In the end, he passed a test that he never wanted to recall in his life, and successfully became a member of Yincai.
Among the classmates who went together.
Three people died, and two failed the test. They escaped with their lives, but it is said that permanent psychological scars were left behind.
My friend Yang Zhi and a girl named Zhao Qian.
And you are the only one who succeeds.
Together with some people who had been training at the base, under the leadership of a master of ghost control, they rushed back to Jiangbei overnight. It is said that the branch has been too short of personnel recently, so they called them back in advance.
However, due to the particularity of the Yin difference system, although a novice Yin difference is not necessarily weak in strength.
Among the people present, most of the companion ghosts were D-level.
There are also quite a few C-class people, with six people in total.
As for myself and Sister Qin, they each have half a blood-clothed creature in their bodies, but they are still unable to exert their full power, and their combat effectiveness is only equivalent to a C-level medium to strong one.
It is said that only by experiencing actual combat can you gradually unleash more of the power of the companion ghost.
But at the same time, this is also heading towards death!
Not long ago.
The Grandmaster leading the team heard the village's cries for help.
So he asked a few people to wait here first, and went to see the situation himself. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to give these novices a practical training, but who knew that after leaving, he lost contact with them.
"about there."
Zhao Xiaodong glanced at his watch and stood up: "Withdraw!"
He was very decisive and had a leadership temperament. The others also stood up. Although they were reluctant to believe that something would happen to a powerful master, the most important thing now was to get out of here as soon as possible!
"There's a problem, combat alert!"
A tall man suddenly shouted, he was the person holding the black incense stick. At this time, the wisps of green smoke no longer went straight upward, but drifted in one direction, which looked very strange.
Several people turned their heads to look, and their pupils shrank suddenly.
A pale-faced woman was hanging on a tree not far away, her pale eyeballs bulging out, her scarlet tongue sticking out for a long time, staring at her group of people with a strange expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.
Half of the woman's clothes are bright red.
The aura it exuded made everyone's hair stand on end.
"Half-clothed in blood?!"
"Run!"
"Run back!!"
Someone yelled at the top of their lungs, their voices trembling.
A group of novices started running desperately. A lean young man ran out a few steps, and his neck suddenly hit a noose. With a "swipe" sound, he was hung up the tree.
"Save...save..."
He held on to the rope tightly and shouted as hard as he could. However, the noose tightened tighter and tighter, causing his face to become bloodshot and his eyeballs to bulge outward little by little.
The young man could not speak, and his limbs were flailing wildly. Suddenly, a voice that did not belong to him sounded in his body.
"It hurts! It hurts so much!"
His struggling stopped and he seemed to be a different person.
A pair of hands kept twisting, and in a movement that violated common sense of human physiology, they stretched from the back to the top of the head, tightly grasping the noose, trying to pull it open.
"Hehehe~~"
However, a burst of female laughter came.
The noose tightened sharply.
"Pfft"
The young man's neck was strangled on the spot, and hot blood was sprinkled on the face of a newbie. His head fell in front of a little girl, his eyes widened, full of unwillingness.
"ah!!!"
The other party screamed in fright.
Although they have gone through rigorous training and tests, they will not be too afraid when faced with sneakiness.
But when I went to the battlefield for the first time, I saw my teammates who had been talking and laughing die tragically in front of me. The impact on everyone was still huge!
This is the first time they have truly realized that being a shady person will lead to death, except when they sealed the accompanying ghost!
And no one knows when he will die.
A cold aura emanated.
Everyone used their sneaky powers and ran outside even more crazily.
However, soon, two more teammates were hung up, and their necks were strangled in the same horrific way. The headless bodies fell to the ground, struggling wildly as if they were not dead. They looked miserable and terrifying.
"No! No! No!"
Zhao Xiaodong seemed to have thought of something: "I walked at least nearly a thousand meters when I came in. This area is full of woods. If we run back, we may all die here!"
"No, it can't be like this."
"Everyone run towards the village. There are no trees over there, and the Hanged Ghost's ability may be weakened. When the time comes, the C-level ones will join me and fight to the death. There is still hope of survival!"
Although he and Sister Qin both have a half-blood-clad companion ghost, if they want to forcibly exert this level of power, they must be willing to be swallowed by the ghost.
Although it would be possible to kill the hanged ghost, it would add a more terrifying threat to the team.
Therefore, a half-blooded warrior is an almost unsolvable problem for their entire novice team.
Now we can only rely on guessing its killing patterns and fight to the death!
