A believer in his twenties raised his right hand and knocked on the door, and when the back of his hand touched the door panel, there was a "creak" and the door slowly opened.

His nose sniffed, and he smelled the residue of the experiment, which seemed to be mixed with a hint of blood.

In front of the cabinet door on the right side of the room, there was a believer in a black robe, who had his back to the door, unable to see his face.

"What's going on?" The believer who had just entered the door walked over.

He walked to the cabinet door, and was about to bend down to examine the person lying on the floor, when he suddenly glanced at the gap between the cabinet doors.

In the gap, a slightly clasped hand rested on the side of the door.

There's someone in the cupboard!

He reached for the cabinet door and grabbed the handle to pull it away.

Inside the cabinet, a believer huddled in the middle floor, with his back to the outside of the cabinet, his life and death unknown.

The smell of blood came from the cabinet.

Just as he reached out again, he felt the world spin around, and then a cool sensation came from his neck.

"Uh......"

The young believer put his hands around his neck and opened his mouth to shout, but no sound came out.

Qian Cangyi wiped the blood stains from the dagger, closed the door, and stuffed the believer who had just entered the room into the cabinet.

It was not difficult to enter the village of Wika, as he used an invisibility cloak.

Familiarity with the route coupled with stealth makes it almost difficult.

After entering the village of Wika, he first went to Benjamin's dilapidated house to look for "experimental residues", black powder with a distinctive smell.

When everything was ready, he set out on an assassination journey.

The black robe is used as a disguise, the news that "Benjamin is the inner response" is used as an excuse for approaching, and the leader of the time mound is used as a guarantee.

After confirming that the believer is alone, a surprise attack is carried out on the neck to prevent screaming before death.

Even if there are one or two mistakes, they can be repaired by the leader of the time mound.

It wasn't until just now that Qian Cangyi encountered a special situation, and when he was assassinated, a believer actually came to the room.

Under the urgency of the situation, he first hid the corpse in the cabinet, and then lay on the ground and pretended to be a corpse, waiting for the other party to relax, and then shot with thunder.

"Twenty-six."

"Now that it is estimated that it has been exposed, we have to carry out Plan B."

Qian Cangyi gasped slightly, standing by the door, his right ear against the door, and it was still quiet outside.

He opened the door and walked out, and after turning the corner, four believers came in front of him.

"Be careful, there may be a small one in Wika Village!" The believer on the other side admonished.

"What!" Qian Cangyi was not pretending to be surprised, but really surprised.

The other party's thoughts made the few excuses he had prepared in his heart impossible to say.

He thought about it and immediately understood.

For the people of Wika Village, the probability of a small person going on a killing spree is far greater than someone infiltrating to carry out an assassination.

The name of the black worm "Hethorns" means a beacon that guides the demon to the world.

Judging from the disaster that occurred in East Beacon City, the "demon" refers to the insignificant.

Although Qian Cangyi has not entered the rear of Wika Village, Wika Village is indeed cultivating a large number of black worms.

This means that the little ones are likely to frequent.

"You leave the village of Wika first, let's go and inform the others, gather at the door, don't go too far." A believer said to Qian Cangyi.

"Hmm!" Qian Cang nodded.

Outside the village of Wika, the sentry has been lifted.

All the believers gathered a kilometer from the entrance of the village of Wika.

The chatter was endless.

After a heated discussion, the Believers unanimously chose the former between the Small, who dealt with the Assassins, and the Assassins.

The discussion also revealed another thing, that the Prophet had left the village of Wika.

Qian Cang was silent, counting the number of people around him.

There were probably two hundred more......

Either way, they didn't get me to assassinate again, but they gave me a chance.

Qian Cangyi took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to him, and took out the pistol.

Table tennis!

After the trigger was pulled, the sound of thunder startled everyone.

Tick!

The clock of eternal sleep began to turn, and in this short moment, Qian Cangyi did two things.

One is to keep the distance, and the other is to put the gun away.

All the believers turned their heads to look in the direction where the gunshots were coming from, but all they saw was the corpses that were falling to the ground.

"Who fired the shot?"

Everyone's eyes were full of suspicion and vigilance.

Qian Cangyi looked around vigilantly and didn't say a word.

"Could it be the insignificant again?"

The expected conjecture reappeared.

In any case, it was impossible for them to know the effect of the money warehouse one's skill.

In this case, the most plausible explanation is that the small ones are once again attacking them.

"No...... No way? ”

"Has the Prophet forsaken us?"

"It is said that the prophet already knew the way to enter the Holy Land."

"Who the hell do you say Anthony?"

"Maybe Anthony doesn't exist at all?"

"Calm down, everybody."

"It's better for us to spread out."

One person and one sentence, suddenly a lot of noisy.

The seeds of doubt have been planted, and they are germinating.

The prophet sent the believers out in batches, invisibly dividing the entire believer into different levels.

Believers who do not know about this will be dissatisfied to a greater or lesser extent.

Through Benjamin's description, the means by which the prophet controlled believers were varied.

Speeches, heart-to-heart talks, promises for the future, etc., however, the root of all this is still derived from the power of evil magic.

In the absence of the Prophet at this time, and the strange situation in which the village of Wika was suffering, many believers felt abandoned in their hearts.

Qian Cangyi took the opportunity to change his position, and at the same time, he was also thinking about how to accelerate the growth of the seeds of doubt.

Suddenly, the believer standing on the edge pointed into the distance and shouted:

"Someone!"

Around the corner ahead, two figures approached.

Qian Cang tiptoed to look at it, squinting slightly, and Robert and Rachel appeared in sight.

"Catch them!"

Anxious believers find someone to vent their inner turmoil.

Even in normal times, they would not let people come to the vicinity of Wika Village, of course, if they found out.

At the same time, Robert and Rachel also saw the situation here, and the two quickly turned and fled.

"Chase!"

The believer shouted and rushed out.

Qian Cang's brows furrowed, mixed in with the believers.

The group of believers is rapidly bringing the two sides closer.

At the same time, their eyes gradually became feverish.

In a few minutes, Robert and Rachel will be caught, and that's just the beginning.

The believer, armed with a pistol, pulled out his weapon and shot at both of Roberts.

The sound of gunfire was incessant.

The scene in front of him came to Qian Cangyi's mind like an image.

Believers who carry pistols and those who behave uniquely are more distracted.

At this time, it is both a crisis and an opportunity!

As soon as he took out his pistol, he aimed it at the believer who might have sorcery, and then pulled the trigger.

The bullet pierced the skin, stirred the brain, and flew out from the other side.

There are also a few calmers among the fanatical believers, such as one of the believers on the side of the Qian Cang.

"You ......"

Gunfire rang out again.

Qian Cangyi pulled the trigger again, and at the same time, a small white mannequin with a bullet painted on his face appeared in his right hand.

The special item Bullet Buster can not only defend against bullets, but also absorb the kinetic energy of bullets and provide them to the user.

When several believers drew their guns at him, the bullet buster in his hand had already been thrown into the air.

After the model flew to the top, it began to grow in size, and when it landed, it was completely life-size, and its height was the same as that of Kankuraichi.

The bullet buster's right hand slowly stretched out, the palm outward, and suddenly, all the bullets flying towards Qian Cangyi began to slow down at a speed visible to the naked eye, until they reached two meters next to Qian Cangyi, they completely stopped, and then fell to the ground.

The moment the first bullet landed, Qian Cangyi felt a force driving his body.

Now, whatever he does, it's much easier and faster.

Ignoring the believer's incredulous gaze, Qian Cangyi pulled the trigger again.

The believers, who had already had a slight mental breakdown, shot at Qian Cangyi again, however, the bullets they fired all provided an acceleration effect for Qian Cangyi.

One believer's eyes widened as he watched as Qian Cangyi approached him at incredible speed, then opened fire, then headed for the next believer.

At this time, Qian Cangyi was like a wolf pounced into the sheepfold.

"Run!"

After more than ten seconds, the believer realized that he could not fight at all.

They gave up their resistance and fled in all directions.

Qian Cangyi picked up the gun on the ground, walked to one of the believers, aimed it at the head, pulled the trigger, and then moved to the next believer's location.

At such a close distance, he didn't even need to deliberately aim.

"Whoa!"

The believers in front of them roared, and a thick black mist emanated from their bodies.

Under the sun, a thick fog gradually spreads, obscuring the view.

Not all the believers in Wika Village who control the evil arts have left, and there are still some left.

Qian Cang frowned, fired a shot at the center of the black mist, and then bypassed, running towards the next believer.

"Please, let me go!" The frightened believers also wanted to find out what was going on before they died.

"Ask the children who died at your hands." Qian Cang glanced at the corpse and ran to the next believer again.

The anger that was pressed in my heart for the sake of taking care of the overall situation was completely released at this time.

The duration of the bullet buster is only 10 minutes, and it must be firmly grasped, and Qian Cangyi is not in the mood to talk slowly.

On the bone wasteland, the corpses lay on the ground, and the grass had turned into a red and green color.

The hungry wolf, who had already stayed on the sidelines, rushed up in the face of the corpses everywhere.

The vultures of the sky also landed to get a piece of the pie.

Qian Cangyi pulled the trigger again, and the last gunshot put an end to this one-sided massacre.

He took off his blood-stained black cloak and threw it on the ground.

Two hundred believers, he used bullet buster to kill about a hundred people, some of them died at the hands of his companions, after all, this is not a game, but there is no such mechanism as friendly accidental damage protection.

Some of the more biased bullets were not affected by the effect of the bullet buster, but instead hit the rest of the believers.

Qian Cang glanced back.

The scene just now comes to mind.

Once upon a time, he was always worried that he would become less and less like a normal person after experiencing too much life and death.

Now it seems that he has been overly concerned.

There is only one thing that needs to be done in the face of cult followers who have lost their conscience.

Slaughter them!

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