I swallowed and killed gods in a strange world

Chapter 179 The Murderer Is Human
On the Central Avenue of Nanjiang City.

Makino walked briskly alone, his eyes constantly scanning the surrounding environment.

Leaving from the west city gate, he didn't even meet a Wuxin ghost all the way.

If it wasn't for the still foggy fog, Makino would have thought that the foggy fog was over.

Passing by the brightly lit security building again, Makino stopped to take a look.

Although the lights were on in the security department at the moment, Makino didn't notice the presence of a living person at all.

After quickly walking past the building of the security department, Makino turned his head and walked into a narrow alley.

Just two steps out, Makino suddenly stared squinting at the materials piled up in the alley.

Walking quietly towards the materials piled up to a person's height, Makino took a deep breath and pushed aside the accumulated materials.

What appeared in front of him was Meng Hao who had disappeared earlier, looking at the ashen face of Meng Hao who had lost his breath, Muye knew that Meng Hao had been dead for a while.

Beside Meng Hao was lying down with half of his body missing.

Looking at Qi Gang's wide-open pupils that lost their brilliance, Makino took a deep breath to calm down his turbulent emotions.

Mental power swept towards Meng Hao's corpse, and the greenish-brown blood stains in the fingers of the cuffs could be seen at a glance.

It is conceivable that Meng Hao must have encountered something strange like a green face during his lifetime.

But what made Meng Hao fatal was not the blue face, but the blood hole in his throat.

Makino tried his best not to believe that Meng Hao was killed by Wei Yi, not someone else.

But under his perception, the wallet and ID on Meng Hao's body and the gun carried by his waist had long since disappeared.

Did he try his best to hide here, and then encountered the murderer?
Makino pondered for a while, at this time there was no way to track down the murderer, and now the entire Nanjiang City was in chaos.

All he could do was to inform Bian Zhengxin of the situation at the scene, so that Meng Hao and Qi Gang would not be dusted here.

Reaching out and pressing the tiny earphones next to his ears, Makino said in a calm voice, "I found the bodies of Meng Hao and Qi Gang."

"Zi"

Although there was no human voice coming from the earphone, judging from the subtle electrical sound, someone should have turned on the communication.

Seeing no one answered, Makino continued: "Qi Gang's body is half dead, and Meng Hao seems to have exhausted himself and encountered a murderer who wanted to make money. The fatal injury was the cut in his throat."

"Understood." Zhengxin's voice came from the earphone after a long time.

From his voice, Makino could hear his exhaustion, but this time the voice behind him had already quieted down.

"How is the situation on your side?" Makino asked aloud.

"The 17 third-level weirdnesses, and the eight fourth-level weirdnesses have been cleaned up quickly."

"It's just." Bian Zhengxin hesitated for a moment: "The five guards guarding the south gate were killed and only one remained."

Only one person left?
Muye knew in his heart that everyone at the south gate was killed except Bian Zhengxin himself.

"There are too many weird ones. There are not enough manpower now. I will give the order to evacuate later." Bian Zhengxin said calmly.

"Thank you tonight, I will leave Nanjiang City in a while."

"Abandon the city."

"Minister! There are still a large number of people at the North City Gate who have not evacuated yet." Su Qing's voice suddenly broke in.

"Enough is enough." Bian Zhengxin said with a sad voice, as if he was blaming himself: "You have done enough, all the surviving guards are evacuated."

"But, Minister"

What else did Su Qing want to argue, but Bian Zhengxin reprimanded directly: "This is an order."

"Tonight, there are 22 guards and 15 civilians in the guard department, and now there are only 8 people left. I, Zhengxin, have an unshirkable responsibility."

"Nanjiang City is an abandoned city, you are still young and have a future."

"Abandon the city and leave."

"Yes." Su Qing replied unwillingly.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the guards, who had been silent on the communication channel, responded one after another.

Makino listened quietly like a bystander.

Picking up the materials at hand to cover the bodies of Meng Hao and Qi Gang again, Makino frowned and walked out of the narrow alley.

"Abandon the city?" Muye murmured, he had foreseen this result.

If you can't find the source of this strange fog in the first place, then there are only two results, either abandon the city and flee, or die together with the remaining people in the city.

Suddenly Muye thought of Li Henshui, and wondered if Li Henshui had arrived in Tianjing City now.

If she was still in the city, she might be able to quickly find the source of this strange fog for herself.

Even if he found the source of the strange mist, Makino didn't know how much he would win against the sixth-level weirdness with his current strength.

Turning his head and looking around at the empty street outside the alley, Makino suddenly felt an inexplicable heat.

It's not the feeling on the body surface, but the hot feeling that rises spontaneously from the heart.

At the gate of the south city, Bian Zhengxin supported his wife and sat down in an open space under the gate.

"Are you tired?" Bian Zhengxin's expression was soft, with reluctance in his eyes.

"It's been too long since I exercised my muscles and bones."

"I think that I, Yu Xiaowen, was also a good player in Nanjiang City back then, but now I feel a little weak when I move my muscles and bones."

"Xiaowen, you will go out of the city first, and I will go to you after I arrange the last work." Bian Zhengxin looked at his wife, his eyebrows and eyes raised, and his tone was a bit awkward.

"You old man, you can't help but move your eyebrows every time you tell a lie." Yu Xiaowen smiled sarcasticly: "I can't run far with my old body, or you should carry me out of the city."

"I have told them to abandon the city and leave." Bian Zhengxin stood up straight, looking at the chaotic and crowded crowd in the distance.

The end of the crowd could not be seen, and there were screams from the crowd from time to time.

Bian Zhengxin knew that it was a ghost or nightmare who had sneaked into the crowd.

He just watched silently, without the slightest movement.

"But I'm the head of the security department of Nanjiang City, and I can't leave." Bian Zhengxin said indifferently: "I don't have the habit of being a deserter."

"Zhengxin, do you feel suddenly cold?" Yu Xiaowen leaned against the city wall and said in surprise.

"Is it cold?" Bian Zhengxin shrugged his eyebrows.

He also felt an unexplained coldness, which seemed to penetrate directly into the body and into the soul.

Sensing a trace of strangeness, Bian Zhengxin firmly grasped the long knife in his hand, which was as thin as a cicada's wing.

Looking back at the 50-meter-high city wall, his mental strength had already begun to solidify.

Within a range of tens of meters around, no disturbance could be concealed from his perception.

But now, the unreasonable chill made him puzzled.

There are only mixed breaths of living people around, and there is nothing weird.

"Old man, look at your feet!" Just as Bian Zhengxin was concentrating on searching the strange things nearby, Yu Xiaowen suddenly stood up and pointed to a small puddle of blood in the depression.

The blood puddle, which could emit a little heat in winter, is now slowly covered with a thin layer of ice, as if it has been swept by extreme cold.

(End of this chapter)