Nightcrawler: 20 Years of Peaceful Demons

Chapter 681 Scalp tingling
To be honest, if the Tianji Department or the planners of this action plan were here and heard about our plan, they would probably tremble with fright and call it audacious.

Because our idea is that Li Daitao stiffened, replaced some people, and then followed the large army into the village to find out.

After all, the existence of this obvious loophole in front of us is an excellent opportunity for us.

It would be a shame if it wasn't used.

However, once there is any mistake in this, there may be huge problems, and even our entire army may be wiped out.

We are here, like walking on a tightrope, walking on thin ice, not daring to make any mistakes.

One wrong step leads to a deep abyss.

But so what?

We are all young people, with an average age of [-]. At the time when "newborn calves are not afraid of tigers", we don't have the virtue of looking forward and backward and hesitating like old people.

Now that you have decided, do it.

As the saying goes, "a dead bird faces up, and it will not die for thousands of years", what is there to say?
Once a decision is made, we act immediately.

Among us, Xiaohu's execution ability is the strongest. After a simple communication, he directly switched to the spider form.

In this form, it didn't look like there were eight jointed limbs growing out of the back, but it was directly a big spider, and then he directly dropped himself above the tree canopy through a spider thread that was invisible to the naked eye.

Next, Xiaohu started his exquisite operation and performance.

I saw him walking through the woods, quickly approaching the Shura field full of dead bodies and flesh and blood, and then, taking advantage of the fact that the practitioners were unwilling to approach this stinky scene, he approached bit by bit , and immediately found the person who was alone, the huge jointed limb fell suddenly, directly piercing the person's heart, and then hung it high, preventing the person from making a sound.

Xiaohu did such weird movements several times in a row, relying on his extremely high sensitivity, making everything unnoticed.

We hid in the corner of the forest, Xiaohu not only brought the man over with his clothes, but also easily used the sharp points of the joint limbs to take off the man's face.

This thing was cut from the neck, and it was handled extremely well. There wasn't much blood and tissue fluid, so it could be put on directly, and it could even be used as a disposable human skin mask.

Seeing Xiaohu's dazzling series of operations, we were all a little shocked.

This buddy is completely different from the calm and quiet young man from Miao Jiang who was wearing a turban. This kind of technique even looks a little scary, and coupled with Xiaohu's current image, it is even more shocking.

But our group of people are all ruthless characters who come and go in the wind and rain, and lick blood at the knife edge. Even the weakest woman, Li Anan, is a powerful figure who became famous at a young age, so naturally she doesn't have too much mentality of the weak, so For the human skin mask presented by Xiaohu, there was almost no repulsion, but it was directly worn on the head.

Because this thing is not professional, it is still somewhat different from the ones I have worn before.

But these, coupled with the veils and masks that the gang used to prevent the stench, seemed to be no problem.

We were about to go there to meet up, Li Hongjun told us in a low voice: "If there is anything that needs to be communicated in a while, please don't talk, let me speak. I have learned Burmese, so I can handle general situations without any problem."

Although Long Sandao was full of pride at the beginning, he was more or less nervous at the moment.

He kept wiping his hands, and asked in surprise, "You can speak Burmese?"

Li Hongjun nodded and said, "I can speak some of the languages ​​of the surrounding countries."

Long Sandao said: "It's amazing my brother."

Li Hongjun wasn't sure if his words were sarcasm, so he couldn't help but said with a wry smile: "I'm not showing off to you, I'm not a person with great language talent. I was beaten a lot when I was young to learn these things..."

In the past, because of Ye Fuguo's relationship, I always resisted the existence of the "second generation".

However, this sense of boredom could not fall on Li Hongjun.

In this world, the forest is so big, there are all kinds of birds, and everything cannot be generalized.

In fact, people like Li Hongjun have suffered a lot since they were young, because there are too many hopes and responsibilities on their shoulders, so I really can't hate them.

After Xiaohu brought the last person over, we changed our luggage, got together, and after another simple communication, we started to move towards the original place.

As for those captured by Xiaohu, we have already buried them in the ground.

These guys are all subordinates of the drug lords who help the evildoers. They have done many evil things on weekdays, so we don't have much psychological pressure to deal with them.

We returned to the scene where we cleaned up the battlefield, and pretended to be working. We put the corpses on the ground in the snakeskin bag and gathered them in one place. As for the identifiable wreckage, we brought them to the practitioners who were in charge of supervision. (including Nightcrawlers) and let them identify it—if there is a card face, it will be wrapped in a white shroud and taken back for processing; if the identity is a small one, it will be directly packed in a snakeskin pocket, and followed by Those pieces of meat that cannot be identified are processed together.

After a long time since the war, the flesh and blood were already cold and began to emit a rotten stench. Being in the middle of it was like a huge slaughterhouse. The strong stench of corpses permeated the forest, which made me very uncomfortable with my developed five senses.

My stomach twitched from time to time, and I wanted to spit out acidic water.

But fortunately, I am not the only one who has such a reaction in this place. In fact, all the people who stay here to deal with the wreckage will vomit from time to time, so that I will not be too abrupt.

The environment is too harsh, no wonder those practitioners are unwilling to come and do this kind of drudgery.

We worked here for about 10 minutes, almost cleaned up the scene, and it was getting dark. At this time, I suddenly heard a strong bamboo whistle, followed by the staff responsible for maintaining order and The practitioners who supervised began to gather together, as if they were communicating with each other.

I felt that the atmosphere was not right, so I subconsciously approached Li Hongjun, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Long Sandao also leaned over at this time, lowered his voice and said, "Have we been discovered?"

Li Hongjun looked very calm, and said, "No, don't think about it."

Just when we were a little panicked, a person came over from a distance, waving at us, and yelling something loudly. We didn’t know what it meant because we couldn’t understand Burmese, so we had to stay where we were , and then looked at Li Hongjun not far away.

Li Hongjun gestured towards us calmly, telling us to be calm and not to act rashly.

After another 2 minutes, a group of people came from a distance. They were lifeless, as if they were not alive. At this moment, Li Hongjun suddenly approached us.

He said, "Go, go over there and carry a body bag on your back, then follow the person in front, don't look back."

Hearing this, we no longer hesitated, and moved forward with the crowd.

There were not many remains left at the scene, and even fewer were worth taking back with shrouds. We came to the place where the body bags were piled up, each of us took one, and carried the dead man on his back, then lowered our heads, Move forward.

The group of lifeless guys passed by us, I didn't dare to look up, and walked forward with the corpse on my back, but I felt a cold feeling from head to toe.

It's the feeling of being scrutinized, and definitely not as an equal, but as food.

I walked with my head buried, and when I walked up a shallow slope, I couldn't help but glance back, and saw the group of people who looked lifeless came to the field where we had piled up the corpses, and then opened the snakeskin bag, and put the inside The pieces of meat were brought out.

Immediately afterwards, the scene that shocked me appeared, these guys actually grabbed the flesh and blood, gobbled it up, and gorged themselves.

I stared, staring in disbelief.

These people are eating dead human flesh?
Moreover, they were lifeless at first, without any vitality at all, but at this moment, they became aggressive like wild beasts grabbing food, and two of them even fought for a piece of flesh and blood, roaring like wild beasts.

Wild dogs snatch food?

At this time, I finally saw the identities of those people.

Mutant Nightcrawler.

It's the group of people we met this morning, but I don't know if it's the same group.

Just when I was numb all over, I got kicked in the buttocks, and then I heard someone shouting and cursing loudly beside me.

Although I couldn't understand the other person's words, I knew that he might be warning me not to look back and keep going.

I followed his words and moved on.

However, at that moment, my hands and feet were cold, and my whole body was shaking.

I'm not afraid or afraid, but I'm thinking about one thing - if this group of people follow the Mind Eater and enter the country, will our fathers and villagers also be killed by these beast-like guys? , swallowed alive?

I will absolutely not allow such a thing to happen.

(End of this chapter)