Song Gan looked at me for help, I slowly pushed the door open, the cold air in the warehouse rushed out, turned on the light, and the pale light shone down.

The stinky fish and shrimp in the warehouse, and the woman's body lay there without moving.We looked around and there was no shadow of Meng Qiao.Song Gan and I went in, and he was very worried about his brother's situation and asked a few people to check it out in the warehouse.

I went straight to the woman's body and examined the body carefully, which was startled, and the woman's body seemed to have something in her mouth.I took a breath and held the mouth of the body in my hand, but I couldn’t pull it.I quickly called Song Gan and pointed to the mouth of the woman's body to show him.

Song Gan understood what I meant, and also squeezed the mouth of the woman's body with his hand, but somehow, the mouth of the female corpse was tightly closed, and the ordinary hand could not be squeezed.Song Gan was in a hurry, actually pulled out the gun, to shoot at the head of the woman's body, fortunately I reacted quickly, raised his arm, a gunshot is shooting on the opposite wall, a smoke.

Song Gan shouted at me, and I quickly greeted the Yang civilization outside.Yang civilization has been hiding outside the door dare not enter, see this situation, know can not hide, the period Ai walked in.I asked him to translate quickly.

Yang Wenwen listened to Song Gan's roar and shouted, "He said that he was a demon corpse, he could not find his brother, this body was useless, and he directly bombarded with a gun."

I asked Yang Wenwen to persuade Song to dry, not so impulsive.Song Gan was in a hurry, waving his gun, he was really afraid of which one he missed, and he did not collapse anyone.

Song Gan roared, that means no one, as long as he harms his brother, killing it!

I listened to a thought, gently covered the face of the woman's body with my hand, and felt the dark coolness of the hand.I tried to communicate with it with the ghost king's heart curse, slightly with my eyes, and I felt the dark grievances that came to the surface, and the strength of this breath made me tremble.

I felt a strong grudge, as if to say, kill the enemy!Kill the enemy!

I quickly withdrew my heart spell, slowly opened my eyes, and heard Yang Wenwen shout, "The mouth is open, the mouth is open."

We look at the past, this look at everyone is scared, the female body's mouth drum bladder, even with a mouthful of hair.Everyone looked at each other, and I poked in, trembling and took out a lump of hair.

The hair was still wet, stained with some red and white liquid, and it could not tell what it was, and the taste was pungent.

Yang Wen’s throat grunted, and he trembled and said, “Could it be that the female corpse ate Meng guess?”He said to Song Gan again his own guess, Song dry eyes are red, can see that he and his brother's feelings are particularly good, his brother is now gone, he is angry crown, no matter what task, trembling with a gun to the head of the female body will open.

He was really angry, and Yang Wenwen and I did not dare to persuade for a while, and this boy was angry, and it was estimated that even we could kill.

Just at the moment of his shooting, he only heard a roar outside the door, and Song Gan's hand trembled, and he did not dare to pull the trigger.Ai Hui, who had not been seen, actually came with a gloomy face, followed by many soldiers.

Ahui went into the warehouse and said something loudly to Song Gan, and Song Gan tried to justify it.Ahui grabbed a gun in his hand, threw a big mouth against Song Gan, and staggered Song Gan, his mouth full of blood.

Ahui pointed at us and said in Chinese: "Give me out!"No one can stay here, no matter who is dead, the female body must be returned safely!”

Yang Wenwen suffered his face, pulled my sleeve, and motioned out.I thought about it, and I went outside with them.Ahui closed the door heavily, his face was extremely gloomy, and he said it in Southeast Asian languages.

Song dry his head, never speaking.

Ahui called a soldier, public announced, he was promoted to the new person in charge of the cabin, and then handed him his gun, saying that he was optimistic about the door, and no one was allowed to enter again, otherwise it would be fatal!

Ahui went away in exhalation, and these soldiers did not disperse, and they were still talking in a low voice.The newly promoted person in charge is really responsible, with a gun, so that everyone can paddle, do not delay the trip.The soldiers looked at him a little unconvinced, and there was no way, they all went back to work.

Song Yan's eyes were desperate, standing there for a long time without moving, can see him gritted his teeth in secret.

I called Yang Civilization and let him translate.I said to Song Gan, "Your brother may not be dead."

He raised his head and stared at me.

"If you listen to me, there's a way to get your brother back."I said.

The Yang civilization hastened to translate the past.Song Gan looked at me, the throat under the scurry, this person is definitely experienced the blood and fire of the old soldier, there is an indescribable calm in the eyes, I can interpret his meaning, as long as he can let his brother back, no matter what he does.

Song Gan said a word, Yang civilization was scared to shrink his neck, and did not dare to translate for half a day.

I said, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Yang Wenmin bit his lower lip and took a deep breath and said, "Song Gan just now said that he can listen to you, but if his brother Meng guesses not back, he will kill you, and then ... will kill me."

I was expressionless, I reached out to Song Gan, Song Gan looked at me, slowly and extended his hand, we shook.

I told Song Gan to call Ahui, everyone wants to have a meeting.

Song did not say a little, and called Ai Hui.

Yang civilization can not hurry, but afraid that I am angry, said: "Mr. Wang, are you sure, the Meng guess is where?"

“Go find a knife.”I said.

Yang Ming was shocked: “What do you want?”

"Go quickly, the sooner the better."I screamed.

Yang Wenwen looked at me, sighed, and trotted all the way into the cabin.I sat at the door of the warehouse, quietly nourishing God, and the new person in charge looked at the door and stared at me with a gun.

Not long after, Yang Ming came back first and took a machete.I tried it, the blade is still very sharp, the hand gently touched, opened a small mouth of blood.

At this time, Ai Hui and Song Gan also came down.Ahui came to me with a dark face: “Mr. Wang, what do you want to do?”

I stood up with the knife, and Ai Hui was startled: "What do you mean?"

I put the knife across and said, "I just communicated with the woman's body, she has a grievance, if you don't calm her anger, Meng Qian will not come back."

“What does it mean that Meng Qian is hidden by the woman’s body?”Ai asked with his eyes open.

"I'll know when I'm done."I came step by step in the middle of the cabin, and everyone stopped paddle and looked at me together.

I held the knife in my hand, the small corner of the chain of divine knowledge, the little corner of the king slowly stood up and began to dance in the divine knowledge.I got it and danced along.This situation is similar to the "God fight" in traditional magic, that is, to ask God to be on the body.During the Qing Dynasty, there were many such masters in the altar of God inside, and you can ask God to make all kinds of strange actions.The difference between me and them is that they are asking for a foreign god, and my God is in his own divine realm, and it is not necessary to be too cumbersome and trivial to connect.

I began to play with the knife in the middle of the cabin, the movement was skillful and smooth, and from time to time I was raised and fell.The more I play, the more I am, the more I am, the more I am, the more I am, the more I am, the more I am, the more I am, the more I am, the more I am, the more I am, theI suddenly reached a very strange state, the external environment is no longer there, time is gone, only I am alone, only a knife, only the moment.

You have a small corner, I just came to the air a squirrel turned over, hand over the knife.The scene was extremely quiet, stopping for half a day, and many people were applauding.

Ahui smiled and squinted: "This is the legend of the mud removal kung fu, Mr. Wang, I did not expect you to be still the national art of everyone."

I walked up to him and said, “Don’t dare.It was just a soul dance, the purpose of which was to quell the grievances of the dead, but to be completely calmed down, it was a different thing."

Ai Hui was curious and asked what else he needed.

“Sacrifice to the dead also needs sacrifices.”I said lightly.

He was surprised, just about to ask, I picked up the knife in my hand, swung it hard to hide my ears, and a knife, went in from Ahui's left neck, cut the throat tube, and came out from the right neck, and cut directly.

This knife I infused with the magic, and also exhausted my best, that is, I was afraid of not hitting it.Ai Hui did not respond, and still blinked and asked me, “What sacrifice do you need...”

The voice did not fall, a thin and dense red line appeared on the neck, first the blood beads ooze out, and then the more out, if the blood spewing.He put his hand on his throat, took a step back, straightened back, and fell heavily to the ground.

No one expected this, everyone was silent for a few seconds, then stood up, rifled, at least ten guns at the muzzle of at least ten guns against me.

I stood in the middle of the cabin, pointed at these guns, and Yang Civilization was about to pee around.

I looked at Song Gan and stared at him, which meant that he kept the promise he had just made.Song Gan suddenly pulled out his gun and also to me.

The two of us looked at each other in the air, and we could have five or six seconds, Song dry turning the muzzle of his gun, and suddenly he was in charge of the newly promoted person at the door of the warehouse, "bang" was a shot, the man was caught off guard, was a shot, and the blood was sprayed on the door.