Chapter 95: Harming others and harming oneself

Zhao Yanhong quickly gathered more than 20 police officers from the first squadron, Ye Fan got into Ling Ruoxi's police car, leaving Lin Shiya and the three of them waiting in the village, and under the guidance of the village chief, they drove to the field, through a pine forest, over more than a dozen acres of wasteland, and arrived at the legendary mass grave. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

All the vehicles were parked in the half-human-high weeds, and the gray mist in front of them covered the sky and the sun, and there was a mysterious and strange atmosphere that was faintly exuding from the five fingers.

"Comrade policeman, you can't enter this place!" said the village chief with a frightened expression: "It's easy to get in and hard to get out, and nine out of ten people won't return!"

Needless to say, everyone also saw the unusual nature of this cemetery, the weather was sunny along the way, the breeze was gusting, and when they arrived here, the fog was heavy, the gray air was heavy, and there was a dead silence, there must be a ghost!

"Team Ling, what should I do?" Zhao Yanhong took off his police hat and looked at Ling Ruoxi, waiting for her instructions.

Ling Ruoxi glanced at Ye Fan and asked, "What do you say?"

"Find a few towels, wrap them in boy urine, wrap your nose around them, and break into this lair!"

Ling Ruoxi nodded and ordered, "Do as he says." ”

Zhao Yanhong turned around with a sullen head, his eyes flashed with jealousy, and now he even had to look at Ye Fan's face when he was on a mission, he, the deputy captain, had completely become a servant!

"What do you see?" While waiting for the police officers in the rear to look for the boy's urine, Ling Ruoxi found that Ye Fan had been circling around the fog in front of him, as if he was observing something.

"Nope. Ye Fan said in a low voice: "However, it must not be simple here, you must be mentally prepared." ”

Ling Ruoxi's face changed slightly, he didn't say it was simple, it was extremely dangerous, it seemed that there might be bloodshed and sacrifice this time.

Even if he knew that there would be such a result, Ling Ruoxi would never back down, but instead strengthened his belief in victory and his determination to pursue the culprit to the end!

She didn't know that in Ye Fantian's vision, she saw the scene of mass graves, in which white bones were everywhere, poisonous barriers were swirling, and a pool of ink-colored pits was releasing billowing corpse gas into the sky.

The boy's urine was delivered, a towel dipped in urine, and distributed to 10 male police officers.

Captain Ling also grabbed a towel and put it around, seeing that she did it, enduring the strong nausea and stench, Zhao Yanhong held his breath and surrounded one, and in a few seconds, he breathed in one mouth, almost vomiting out his breakfast.

Finally got used to the smell, but Zhao Yanhong saw that Ye Fan didn't surround anything, borrowed the sickle that the village chief had brought with him, and walked side by side with Ling Ruoxi to the mass grave.

"Why should anyone make an exception?" Deputy Zhao exclaimed in a sullen voice.

Ye Fan turned his head when he heard the sound and looked at him with a smile: "Don't be afraid of death, you can also try to be special." ”

"Try it! I'm not a police officer if I'm afraid of death!" Zhao Yanhong said fiercely.

Ye Fan laughed, and Ling Ruoxi shouted in a deep voice: "Zhao Yanhong, this mission is dangerous, if you have a situation, stay behind!"

Zhao Yanhong was annoyed and ashamed, dropped his police hat, and several policemen next to him persuaded him, which made Zhao Yanhong have a step down, with a gloomy face, walking at the end, staring at Ye Fan's back, his right hand involuntarily pressed on the holster, and pinched the handle of the gun.

As soon as he stepped into the mass grave, Ye Fan noticed that the gloomy corpse qi was coming to his face, and Wei, who was the first affiliated to receive the treatment, inhaled a large amount of this corpse qi, gave birth to a corpse tumor in his body, and almost died in Huangquan.

The boy's urine repels poison and evil spirits, has a good dispelling effect, and the axe is suppressing evil, which can prevent poisonous gas from entering the human body.

Ordinary people can only use this soil method to protect themselves, Ye Fan naturally doesn't need it, and the true qi of the body protection spreads out, firmly blocking the invasion of corpse qi.

The surroundings were gray, the visibility was less than two meters, Ye Fantian's eye technique was quietly opened, and his vision was immediately clear, countless low graves were dotted, stinky water and poisonous pools were hidden under the mist, and the dry bones of various birds, beasts and people were scattered, and they shattered into large pieces of powder under his feet......

This kind of Jedi does not seem to be artificial, and there is a faint aura of natural evil, as if entering a ghost gate.

No one spoke, following behind Ye Fan, everyone tensed their nerves, their eyes widened, they held their breath, and the smell of boy urine between their noses was not so fishy.

The light source of a few flashlights could only shine a few meters away, and the fog was heavy, as if it was dusk.

"What's that?" Ling Ruoxi saw that in the center of a pile of grave bags, a giant trumpet flower half a human tall had grown.

"Corpse flower!" Ye Fan said in a deep voice: "Stay away from it!

Any plant that grows in such a place is not to be underestimated, let alone this corpse flower that is known as the cleaner of the netherworld!

Every few tens of meters away, there is a corpse flower in the center of the grave, what is buried under this mass grave?

Ye Fan felt more and more surprised in his heart, and at the same time, he gradually became excited, this time, the blind cat bumped into the dead mouse and met the real guy.

The deeper you go, the colder the air becomes, which is the cooling effect caused by the condensation of yin energy, which replaces yang energy.

The policemen behind him shivered from the cold, and Ling Ruoxi's teeth trembled, feeling like he had walked into an ice cellar, stepping from the early summer season to the depths of winter.

Suddenly, an unbearable scorching heat was released from his palm, beating suddenly, Ye Fan's heart was shocked, what was going on?

If it had occurred at this juncture, it would have been certain death, and he stopped for a few seconds, feeling that the pulse was beating without any signs of expansion, and then he walked forward.

The shirt was soaked, and in just a dozen seconds, Ye Fan was shocked into a cold sweat behind his back, and after this road, he was surprised to find that the red Yan poisonous veins had stopped again, could it be ...... Is it a warning? Or is something resonating with it?

As the thought flickered, Ye Fan's heart suddenly had an alarm, an evil and dangerous aura swept behind him, only to hear a miserable scream, messy gunshots rang out around him, and a black shadow quickly fled to the depths of the fog.

Ye Fan didn't look back, and he didn't look at the unlucky policeman, he shot out like an arrow with a sickle, and after a few escapes, the person was already a hundred meters away.

"Ding Gui, Ding Gui!" The policeman named Ding Gui fell in the crook of his companion's arm, his chest rolled outward with a gushing blood outstream, his eyes rolled white, and he couldn't do it anymore.

His heart was pulled out of his chest alive, can a person who has no heart still live?

"Captain!" Several policemen had red eyes, clenched their pistols, and glared at Ling Ruoxi through gritted teeth.

"Defend in place!" Ling Ruoxi commanded sharply: "Back to back, don't move!"

In such a sinister situation, she didn't even see what the enemy looked like, Ling Ruoxi could only hope for Ye Fan, this man with extraordinary skills and countless secrets, had already become her reassurance before she knew it.

"Are you waiting for death here?" Seeing the murderer escape?" Zhao Yanhong said in a cruel voice: "Those who avenge Ding Gui, come with me!"

"Zhao Yanhong, you dare!" Ling Ruoxi's eyes widened, and he was furious, he dared to openly disobey his orders, what did he want to do?

Zhao Yanhong waved his arms and roared angrily: "Why don't I dare? I'm here to handle the case! Ling Ruoxi, don't think that only that little white face can help you, we are the vanguard of law enforcement and the representative of punishing evil! If the police don't catch the murderer, do they expect a hooligan scoundrel who enters the palace three times? Let's go!"

Without waiting for Ling Ruoxi to stop him, Zhao Yanhong led six henchmen to chase him out with guns along the road.

"Bastard! I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Ling Ruoxi stomped his feet in hatred, and decisively ordered the rest of the people: "Carry Ding Gui out first!"

"Captain, what about you?"

"I have my own opinions, and the flashlight is given to me. Ling Ruoxi asked for a flashlight, held a gun in one hand, and walked slowly and carefully towards the depths of the mass grave.

Ye Fan bit the black shadow in front of him, and fled several times, finally exceeding his speed and intercepting the opponent's retreat.

The two of them stood in the middle of a pile of graves, and the black shadow's withered yellow and thin face showed a grim smile to Ye Fan, and a strange laugh like grinding teeth came out of his mouth: "Thousand Miles Escape Technique, it's a pity that it's only a little bit of fur...... Which sect and sect are you a disciple of?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he actually broke the origin of Ye Fan's skills, and Ye Fan couldn't help but be surprised.

Although his heart was tight, he couldn't panic on the surface, Ye Fan sneered: "Which faction and which sect has anything to do with you? You kill innocent people, you are heinous, today is your death date! This is the place where you bury your bones!"

"Ugly ......" The black-robed man laughed strangely, and his figure seemed to fall down in the wind at any time, it was really unimaginable that such a body in the last years of the wind and candle could kill seven people in a row overnight without a sound!

After laughing, the old guy shouted with a gloomy face: "The person who can kill Wang Daozi has not yet been born, yellow-haired child, for the sake of the people in the same way, the poor Dao will spare you, get out!"

"Fellow Dao, the sewers are all dirty! You are also worthy of praise, evil man, take your life!" Ye Fan shouted, raised his sickle and slashed at Wang Daozi's head!

At this moment, Zhao Yanhong and others found their way to chase after them, and saw Ye Fan and Wang Daozi standing together.

Even if he only injured one of them, it was a profit for him. One is an important murderer, the other is an enemy and a rival, and this opportunity to kill two birds with one stone is simply unavoidable.

Zhao Yanhong opened his head, and several policemen under his command understood it, and they pulled out their guns and fired, and for a while the gunshots were chaotic, and the bullets whistled, penetrating the yin wind, which was extremely harsh!

Ye Fan's eyes changed slightly, and the attack quickly turned to retreat, and he escaped more than ten meters away to the left rear on the flat ground, avoiding the dense bullet stream.

Wang Daozi's eyes flashed red, and his ghostly figure floated left and right, facing the bullets like stray arrows, turning his head and swooping in the direction of Zhao Yanhong and the others like an eagle falcon!

His two thin palms struck out a wave of fierce energy halfway, and he was shot several times, but his movements were still not slow.

Everyone's faces changed drastically, and they retreated while shooting, Wang Daozi was faster, caught up with one of them, and the eagle's paw slammed on the tall policeman's heavenly spirit cover, bang!

The red and white blood and brains bloomed like bursting watermelons, spraying into the surrounding yin qi, and immediately spilled out thousands of wisps of bloody smoke.

The rest of the people were all shocked, fleeing in confusion, and the monsters that couldn't be killed by bullets, what hope could they have, what hope did they have?

Poof! Wang Daozi's eagle claw pierced through the heart of the person who fell at the end, and the palm of his hand clenched a fresh heart that was beating suddenly.

With his fingers together, his heart was pinched into a puddle of blood, splashing all over the policeman's dying eyes.

"Zhang Jian!" Zhao Yanhong was full of heart and gall, and fired two shots at Wang Daozi in a row, like a lost dog turning his head and running wildly, his legs were weak, and he was completely panicked.

With a sudden slip under his feet, there was a muffled pop, and Zhao Yanhong's whole body fell into a neck-high pit, and the incomparable stench immediately filled all his organs.

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