Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 270 Hair
Just as Sun Hang was about to go forward to check, a shrill scream suddenly came from the main house behind him.

"Give my son back his life!"

"Ah? What the hell?"

Sun Hang turned his head and saw a "woman" with disheveled hair rushing out of the main house.

“She” was wearing a dirty, torn linen robe, with every part of her body except her head wrapped in the robe. But even that head was covered by long, dirty black hair that dragged on the ground, so the appearance of this “woman” could not be seen at all.

However, from the outline of the robe, it can be determined that this "woman" has a very skinny figure, with almost no difference between her chest and back - plus, since her hands, feet and face cannot be seen, Sun Hang is not sure whether she is facing him or with her back to him.

"Are you COSing Sadako?" Sun Hang asked, "Is there a well in this yard?"

"Give my son back his life!"

The other party shouted in a sharp and piercing voice, and in an instant, a huge amount of hair rushed out from under her robe and madly wrapped around Sun Hang.

Caught off guard, Sun Hang's left wrist was immediately entangled by the black hair - the black hair felt sticky and greasy, but also extremely sharp. The moment it entangled Sun Hang's wrist, it cut through the skin and sank deeply into the flesh.

However, what surprised Sun Hang was that he did not feel any pain from the wound on his wrist. Instead, he felt an itchy sensation that made his scalp tingle.

"toxin?"

Sun Hang didn't think much about it. He drew his knife and cut off the hair. He shook his wrist hard and threw the hair that was digging into his flesh to the ground.

"Give me back my son's life!" The Sadako COS player did not give up, but summoned more hair to attack Sun Hang. Sun Hang had no choice but to turn around and go behind the shadow wall, waving the saber in his hand and continuously chopping the hair that was approaching him.

"The thing in the wall, is it your son?" Sun Hang asked loudly.

"Give my son back his life!"

"He was the one who provoked me first."

"Give my son back his life!"

"Is that the only thing you can say?"

"Give my son back his life!"

Looking at the endless tide of hair coming at him, Sun Hang suddenly felt annoyed. After cutting off a bunch of hair that was wrapping around his neck, Sun Hang simply stopped dodging and directly pulled out his pistol, aiming it at "Sadako's" head.

"Forget it, forget it. I am a kind-hearted person and cannot bear to see such a tragedy... Then I will reunite you and your son."

After saying that, Sun Hang pulled the trigger.

The deafening sound of gunfire echoed in the yard once again. Sadako's head exploded and she fell straight back. Her wildly dancing hair stopped and fell to the ground.

Seeing the other party being shot dead, Sun Hang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that this weird thing is still reasonable - the "physical" "reason".

He walked forward and used the tip of the knife to pry open the robe wrapped around "Sadako", but the expected headless corpse did not appear - there was only a large ball of dirty black hair wrapped in the robe, and nothing else except the hair.

"What a pity. I wanted to assess her figure..."

In a trance, Sun Hang suddenly felt an unbearable itchiness on the wound on his left wrist. He subconsciously reached out to scratch it, but accidentally grabbed a handful of blood-stained hair.

He looked down at his wrist and saw that the hair was "growing" out of the wound, stretching the wound to burst open in the blink of an eye.

However, Sun Hang didn't feel any pain at all, as if the arm was not his.

"Give me back my son's life!" The other party's scream rang out again, but this time, the voice sounded inside Sun Hang's head.

"Oh shit, it ran into my body?" Sun Hang held the saber in his other hand and directly cut open the wound on his left wrist, cutting out all the flesh and blood that had grown hair... Fortunately, his entire arm had no sense of pain. Although the operation was done roughly, it was still efficient. As the "hairy" pieces of flesh were removed one by one, the woman's screams gradually disappeared in Sun Hang's mind.

"Huh... It's finally quiet." Sun Hang took out the medical kit he carried with him, stuffed the alcohol cotton into the gap left after digging out the flesh, and then bandaged the wound with a bandage - if the pain was still there, just cutting out the "infected" flesh and blood would be enough to make Sun Hang grimace in pain, not to mention stuffing the alcohol cotton for disinfection into the wound.

"Isn't this probably how it feels when a doctor performs surgery on a patient under anesthesia?"

After the bandage was completed, Sun Hang moved his left arm. Apart from the lack of pain, the strength and flexibility of his left arm were not affected by the injury at all, and even the sense of touch was not lost.

"It doesn't seem to be a toxin..."

Sun Hang used the thumb of his left hand to rub the pads of his other four fingers back and forth. The sense of touch from his fingertips was quite real, and there was no delay at all... It didn't feel like he had been poisoned by a toxin that could make the pain disappear.

During the comprehensive examination at the institute, Sun Hang also underwent a neurotoxin tolerance test - the researchers injected a very small dose of a substance extracted from snake venom into the dermis of one of Sun Hang's fingers. Within a few seconds, the entire finger would become swollen and numb, which was very similar to the feeling of being injected with anesthetics.

But now, the only feeling Sun Hang lacks is "pain".

He couldn't help but think of his previous experience of using "wishes come true" to block out his own pain... Could it be that his lost ability has returned?
Sun Hang tried to drive the "armband" stuck on his forearm, but the "armband" did not move at all.

He tried to summon Tai Sui's mycelium from his body again, but there was no response.

"Okay, I thought too much." Sun Hang sighed helplessly, wiped the blood off the blade with "Sadako's" robe, and put the knife back into the sheath.

But the next second, something strange happened.

The blood stains on the robe were quickly absorbed, and then the robe seemed to come alive, swaying and "standing up" from the ground.

"Is he resurrecting from the dead?" Sun Hang narrowed his eyes in confusion. He noticed that the hair that was originally wrapped in the robe had scattered on the ground, and only the robe was moving.

"Could it be that the robe is the real body?" Sun Hang was also brave. He stretched out his hand to grab the robe, but the robe dodged very flexibly and then floated towards the main house.

"Is this... luring the enemy deeper into our territory?" Sun Hang couldn't help but hesitate as he watched the robe float into the house.

To pursue or not to pursue?

He was not worried about an ambush in the main house. The biggest problem now was the lack of ammunition.

One bullet was used to blow up the Buddha statue enshrined in the store owner's house, two bullets were used to break the bolt of the courtyard gate, three bullets were wasted on the things inside the screen wall, and as for the last bullet, it was used up just now when he did a good deed and reunited a mother and her son - the chamber of Sun Hang's gun was already empty.

"I should have brought the assault rifle in earlier." Sun Hang muttered, "Damn, I didn't expect bullets to be so useful here, this is unscientific."

Sun Hang stared at the open door of the main house for a few seconds, then turned and walked out.

There is a saying that goes, all fear comes from insufficient firepower. As long as there is enough firepower, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Sun Hang planned to return to the SUV and take the assault rifle and all the ammunition with him - after all, the sound of the shots just fired had already spread throughout the entire Maoyun Town, so there was no question of whether it would cause a disturbance or not.

Sun Hang had just raised his front foot and was about to step out of the courtyard gate when his back foot was suddenly entangled by the hair that came out from the gap between the floor tiles, and the shrill and cold crying sound rang out again.

"It really is... a haunting one."

Sun Hang swung his knife to cut off the hair, but before he could jump out of the yard, the gate was slammed shut - there was no bolt, but the two door panels seemed to be welded together, and no matter how hard Sun Hang used, he couldn't push it open.

The ground began to shake, and many bluestone slabs were pushed up by a strange force, and countless black hairs emerged from the soil.

Sun Hang immediately prepared to climb over the wall, but he didn't know when the height of the wall had increased several times - the wall, which was only three meters high at most, was now as high as three stories.

The bluestone slabs shattered one after another, the soil rolled up as if boiling, and dirty hair emerged from the ground with a sharp hissing sound... There was almost no place to stand in the entire yard - except for Sun Hang's feet and a path leading directly to the main house.

The ground of this path did not change at all, as if there was an invisible force that isolated all the hairs outside.

"Your intention of luring people into a trap is too obvious, isn't it? Do you think I'm a fool?" Sun Hang couldn't help but sneer as he looked at this route.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bluestone slab under his feet began to tremble, and fine cracks appeared on the surface of the slab.

The other party's meaning was obvious - either enter the main house, or be strangled into a pulp by endless evil spirits.

"Another choice between two options..." Sun Hang took a deep breath, "Damn it, I hate choosing between two options the most."

He couldn't help but recall the scene when he had just woken up in the hospital and Yang Lian forced him to sign a contract to sell himself.

"Damn it, sooner or later I have to let her experience this feeling." Sun Hang gritted his teeth, "But before that, I have to go back alive."

Several more strands of hair emerged from the ground and wrapped around Sun Hang's lower body. Sun Hang swung his knife to cut them off. Then, as if possessed by a ghost, he stuffed his left hand, which had no sense of pain, into his mouth and bit it hard.

Sun Hang bit very hard, and the white bones appeared in the blink of an eye. The next second, bright red blood gushed out from the wound, dyeing the entire palm red.

Sun Hang turned around and smeared the blood on his palm on the closed door.

His blood started burning almost as soon as it touched the door panels. In less than half a second, the two heavy doors were burned to ashes.

"The good news is that it works." Sun Hang thought the moment he stepped out of the hospital gate, "But the bad news is... I don't seem to have turned back into a normal person."

The moment the gate was burned, the hair in the yard suddenly rushed up like crazy, and even the path "reserved" for Sun Hang was instantly covered with hair - but just as these hairs passed through the gate and tried to chase Sun Hang, they suddenly caught fire, and the unique stench of burnt protein immediately filled the entire street.

Sun Hang took two steps back, watching the hairs scrambling to shrink back... but the flames spread instantly through the hairs, and soon the entire yard turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Sun Hang opened the mirror and found that the flame in the mirror was dark blue...it looked exactly like the dragon flame of a black dragon.

"Is this... Lao Wang's dragon flame?"

Sun Hang took two deep breaths and then spat a mouthful of blood on the ground.

He raised his palm and looked at the wound that was so deep that the bone could be seen - blood was still flowing, and the entire sleeve had been soaked in black and red. When the cold wind blew, Sun Hang couldn't help but shiver.

"Since the dragon flame is still there, why is the ability to self-recover gone?"

Sun Hang used his hands and mouth to wrap the bandage around his palm with some effort. When he and Wang Xiyi were "fighting hand to hand", the wounds from Wang Xiyi's bite were sometimes deeper than this. But with the blessing of Tai Sui's ability, even if Wang Xiyi bit off Sun Hang's neck, Sun Hang could recover in a few seconds. But now... let alone healing the wound, even stopping the bleeding seems a bit difficult.

"I won't die from excessive blood loss, will I?" Sun Hang muttered as he scratched the messy hair on his head. He had already lost a lot of blood when he cut off the flesh and blood of those long hairs just now, and now he took the initiative to create such a deep wound in order to break the door... Logically speaking, with such a large amount of blood loss, even if he didn't go into shock, his head would feel a little dizzy... But for some reason, Sun Hang felt very good now. Not only was he not weak, he didn't even feel tired.

"Could it be the effect of adrenaline?" Sun Hang also had two high-concentration adrenaline injections in his medical kit, but he did not use them - this thing is usually used in desperate situations.

They are not used to save lives, but to fight the enemy to the death.

"Forget it, let's go back to the car and get all the equipment..."

Sun Hang was about to turn around, but something he caught out of the corner of his eye made him freeze in place.

The two missing little girls reappeared on both sides of him behind him at some point, staring blankly at the fire in the yard.

The firelight reflected on their fair cheeks, making them look red.

"The Zhou family was wiped out." A little girl said, "They are orphans and widows, so pitiful."

"Yes, even the house was burned down." another little girl continued.

(End of this chapter)