This actor is full of tricks.

"elder brother!"

Outside the butcher's room, Yan Jun frantically pounded on the door. He couldn't see what was happening inside, only hear screams. When the first scream rang out, his heart sank, thinking that his brother had been killed.

Because he knew Yan Hui's strength was only slightly better than his own, otherwise the two brothers wouldn't have lived in the outermost circle.

Butcher's strength was similar to theirs before, but he became a confidant of the outer circle's managers, which greatly improved his strength. He was someone Yan Hui could not shake.

But when the second scream rang out, Yan Jun realized something was wrong: "Why doesn't this voice sound like my brother's?"

The screams were completely different from Yan Hui's voice; they sounded like the butcher's.

"Could it really be like my brother said, that his strength has improved a lot after he went away for a few days, and the butcher can't do anything to him?" Yan Jun thought of his brother's determined back when he left. His brother seemed to be a little different from before, as if he had become more arrogant. If it were the previous brother, he would not have been able to leave with the butcher so easily.

As the screams became more and more frequent, Yan Jun's expression changed completely. Even as a supernatural being, he felt a chill run down his spine when he heard the screams coming from inside the house. It seemed that the butcher was being subjected to inhuman torture.

Each scream pierced Yan Jun's heart, sending chills down his spine. If he hadn't known it was his brother inside, he would have had the urge to run away.

"Isn't this the one who died of illness? Oh, so your brother finally let you out?"

Just then, a mocking voice suddenly rang out from behind him. There was no sign of it, but a thin male ghost was standing behind him. His limbs were long and thin, like bamboo poles, but the male ghost's fingernails were very long, as if sharp knives were embedded between his fingers.

Yan Jun remembered this guy; he was resident number 135. In the entire Black Street, the smaller the resident's number, the stronger they were, because a smaller number meant they were closer to the deepest part of the street.

Upon seeing this male ghost, Yan Jun's expression changed drastically. This guy, like the Butcher, had always coveted the two brothers, but he didn't have the strength to overwhelm them, so he had always held back from making a move. However, this was only because Yan Hui was there. Now, he was standing here alone as a ghost. If this male ghost wanted to make a move, he would have no chance to resist at all.

"Were they attracted by the commotion here?"

Yan Jun looked around with a gloomy expression. The dark buildings around him seemed to be filled with prying eyes, indicating that the commotion here had attracted more than just this skinny male ghost.

"Little brother, where's your brother?" The gaunt man approached step by step, staring at Yan Jun with a half-smile: "Why did he leave you here?"

He then looked at the butcher's house behind Yan Jun. The screams had stopped, and the male ghost's smile became even more sinister and ferocious: "Let me guess, did your brother offend the butcher and get dragged into the house and slaughtered by that guy? That's why you're all alone here."

The male ghost thought he had figured out the truth, but he was indeed naive and didn't realize that the screams earlier were not right, nor did he think about why the butcher killed Yan Hui but spared the weaker Yan Jun.

"It's alright, I'll let you go keep your brother company right away!" The male ghost could no longer contain himself; his long fingernails began to drip blood. After saying that, he let out a strange cry and charged towards Yan Jun.

His stern face grew even paler, and his legs trembled; he had no courage to resist whatsoever.

boom!
Just as the gaunt male ghost was about to catch Yan Jun, the butcher's door suddenly opened, and a dark shadow flashed by. The gaunt male ghost was thrown out like a kite after being hit by a large truck, until he crashed into the outer wall of a building and came to a stop.

He slid down the wall like a lump of mud, without making a sound. "Didn't I tell you to stay home obediently?" A somewhat cold voice sounded above Yan Jun's head. He looked up shakily and met Lin Jue's gaze.

For some reason, he was a little afraid of his older brother, and stammered for a long time without being able to say a complete sentence.

Seeing the other person's expression, Lin Jue sighed softly, his gaze softened, and he didn't say anything more blaming. After all, the other person was worried about his brother, and it was indeed rare to have brotherly affection amidst the strange events.

Lin Jue looked around: "Our neighbors don't seem to like us very much."

"Brother, let's go back." Yan Jun tugged at Lin Jue's sleeve.

"Go back by yourself." Lin Jue pulled the other person's hand away and walked step by step towards the house across the street: "I still have some things to take care of."

He stopped halfway through his walk, turned back to look at Yan Jun, who was about to follow him, and his expression became more serious: "Go back! Your following me will only affect my performance!"

Yan Jun was stunned. He naturally knew what his brother was going to do. He looked at the emaciated male ghost who was dead beyond any doubt, and then looked back at the butcher who was paralyzed in the house and turned into a sieve. He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, you must come back safely."

"Okay." Lin Jue smiled for the first time in front of Yan Jun, watched him go home, and then came to the house across the street.

"149." He looked at the bright red door number on the door, murmured it to himself, and then knocked on the door: "I felt you were watching me just now. Is there something you want to talk to me about? I've come to talk to you alone."

"Yan Hui, I don't want to be your enemy." A cold voice came from inside the house. The thing inside must have seen Lin Jue kill the resident of 135 with a single blow, and was afraid to open the door.

"We're neighbors, how could we be enemies?" Lin Jue kicked open the door, gripped his tetanus blade, and rushed inside.

A piercing scream echoed from inside the room, accompanied by a sickening chewing sound.

Five minutes later, Lin Jue put away the mirror ghost and walked towards the next room.

"Get out of here, Yan Hui! This is not a place for you!" The thing next door was shouting a warning, but the warning quickly turned into screams that echoed throughout the outer circle of the black street.

Disturbances erupted from house to house, with many residents secretly watching. When they saw Lin Jue swiftly and decisively eliminate four residents, a sense of foreboding arose in the hearts of all the occultists.

Because "Yan Hui" hadn't stopped, he rushed into another house.

"Damn it! Is this guy number 153 crazy? Does he want to kill us all?"

"Is this an attempt to make an enemy of our entire outer circle?"

"Does he really think he can do it alone? He could easily get surrounded. Even those guys in the middle circle wouldn't dare to do that." The resident of No. 147 seemed nonchalant, but his expression suddenly changed as soon as he finished speaking. The "Yan Hui" holding the knife had noticed him, his gaze fixed indifferently on him through the window. (End of Chapter)