From Prisoner to Si Chen

Gilan took Vivi to the west of Leia City.

A straight, not wide street runs from north to south. Except for the main road and the stone roads at both ends that can be driven by carriages, there are only seven or eight dirty and muddy alleys, which are full of stench.

Wooden barrels, millstones, rough water ladles, washing boards, some dirty clothes and rag shoes were placed randomly in front of each house.

Although the street scene seemed to be no different from other areas, Jilan knew clearly that there were many wolf-faced hunters hiding in the stone and wooden houses on both sides.

There were no coughs, no wails, no prayers.

There was only dead silence.

And the faint smell of blood.

Ji Lan didn't even need to guess. I'm afraid all the residents nearby were poisoned by the "Heavenly Evil Cult". In all likelihood, they died miserably under the butcher's knife and were used as offerings to the first Si Sui "Scar's Father". Sacrifice.

"Weiwei, go to the houses on both sides to check on the situation."

Jilan tilted his head and said devilishly to the little messenger on his shoulder.

"Yes, Master, it's on Weiwei."

The villain responded, flapped his black bat wings vigorously, and got into the nearest stone and wood house.

Soon, it went out through the wall and went to another room.

After a while, Weiwei flew back.

"Master, there are wolf-headed enemies in the third, fourth and seventh rooms on the left, three each. There are more people on the right, concentrated in the fifth and sixth rooms, totaling more than 20 people. "

Weiwei whispered in Jilan's ear.

"They are dismembering many human corpses, like a slaughterhouse. They are really more cruel than us devils..."

"Well, I understand."

Jilan narrowed his eyes.

He secretly thought that it was a pity that the Orlando Exorcist Pot on his body was used up. Otherwise, throwing it into the house would definitely greatly increase the efficiency of killing enemies.

Jilan took the ax and took the lead to the house on the left.

He quietly touched the window of the third room.

Stick close to the outer wall and take a look.

Inside, in a dark environment, is a very simple living room.

A wooden bed was covered with straw, but it was stained with blood. A rough wooden square table was covered with human heads, including men and women, old and young.

Their expressions may be frightened or painful, and their eyes may be widened or tightly closed.

Quite appalling.

The rest of the headless corpses were piled in the corner of the room like garbage, with twisted postures. Three strong men wearing dead wolf hoods were shirtless and chopping up the flesh with heavy kitchen knives. The scene was very bloody.

Ji Lan had a cold face and raised his left hand.

Amid the distortion of colored light, a double-barreled shotgun appeared in his hand.

He extended the barrel of the gun into the house through the window, pointed it at the figure, and pulled the trigger.

Bang! Bang! !

There were two gunshots and shotguns fired at close range, instantly shattering the heads of the two wolf-faced hunters with their backs to him!

The remaining person turned around when he heard the sound, but his red eyes met the muzzle of the short-barreled revolver.

Bang bang bang!

Three consecutive shots hit the wolf-faced hunter between the eyebrows, the bridge of his nose and his left cheek. The guy let out a hoarse but short roar and fell to the ground.

Ji Lan killed three wolf-faced hunters in a row during a sneak attack, but did not hesitate. He put away his gun, turned around and ran back the way he came, which is the end of the street.

Bang!

Bang! !

As soon as he jumped away, the doors of the houses on both sides of the street suddenly opened, and a crowd of wolf-faced hunters poured out, carrying various weapons, searching for traces of the enemy.

But only a nimble figure was seen in the distance, disappearing at the corner of the street.

Ten minutes later.

Jilan turned around and returned, revisiting his old place.

On the originally deserted streets, there were five or six more wolf-faced hunters wandering around. It must have been the sneak attack that alerted them.

But this doesn't bother Gillan at all.

He sent out Weiwei again, and after confirming which room had fewer people, he took a detour through the alley, avoiding the patrolling wolf-faced hunter, and appeared outside the window.

Immediately, he repeated his old trick and took out his firearm for a face-to-face attack.

Two deafening roars, plus a few sporadic gunshots, left a group of incompetent and furious wolf-faced hunters gathered on the street, watching the attackers' backs disappear into the distance.

Another ten minutes passed.

When Gillan came here for the third time, he found that the group of wolf-faced hunters did not go back to the house to continue their "slaughtering work", but all gathered on the street and wandered around.

He was secretly disappointed. It seemed that this kiting tactic could not be continued.

But Guillen didn't give up.

"There are twenty-three people left." He swung the ax with his right hand and took out the revolver from his waist with his left hand. "Kill a few more to relieve the pressure."

Ji Lan walked carelessly towards this group of elite Heavenly Evil Cultists and shouted hey.

Uh-huh!

Hearing the sound, the wolf-faced hunters all turned their heads to look.

The red eyes showed crazy killing intent, and each one of them let out a weird howl, and rushed towards Gilan with weapons in hand.

Bang bang bang!

Gillan raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

Short-barreled revolvers fired at the oncoming enemy.

Although there were many people and the momentum was fierce, he remained calm and unhurried.

Aim, fire, aim again, fire again.

When the six bullets in the bullet chamber were empty, he loaded the bullet at an extremely fast speed and fired another round. A total of four wolf-faced hunters were shot in the head and fell on the charging road.

At this time, the rest had rushed to Ji Lan.

"kill!!"

Ji Lan's eyes were fierce and he shouted violently.

He put away the revolver, took a deep breath, and directly activated the secret skill "Blood Bath". At the same time, call Weiwei to impose a "bloodthirsty curse" on herself.

Goo.

His muscles bulged, blood oozed all over his body, and even his blond hair was dyed red.

A pair of deep blue eyes turned completely black, with a ferocious expression.

when! !

Jilan swung the ax arrogantly and cut off an incoming dagger with just one blow. The momentum continued unabated, and he pierced the opponent's wolf head again.

He turned around to dodge the two scimitars, and took advantage of the situation to use his secret skill "Bone Crushing", which was drawn out like a black whip.

The afterimage flashed away.

Bang! !

Air explosions and blood mist bloomed.

The chest of a wolf-faced hunter was opened, and he flew upside down like a cannonball, rolling out more than ten meters away, dragging a long trail of blood on the ground.

Clang, clang, clang!

A bronze cane appeared in Jilan's left hand. He swung it horizontally and blocked three or four machetes and daggers with his own strength.

His right arm bulged and became thicker, and he used his secret skill "Skull Fusion".

Taking advantage of the few seconds of dodging left and right, the right hand holding the ax accumulated terrifying power.

In another thrilling moment, he flashed several sharp weapons and looked at the wolf heads swaying around him, his scarlet eyes swaying past.

Jilan did not retreat but advanced, rushing into the crowd at every opportunity.

"die!!"

The exaggerated right arm with explosive muscles moved!

Throwing it out, it let out a terrifying scream with the demon-hunting ax!

Poof! !

The gray-black ax blade flashed through the cold shadow, like a high-speed moving blade, instantly cutting through a row of blood vessels.

The sound of splashing water was heard.

Ji Lan's ax actually cut through the necks and even bodies of the five wolf-faced hunters in front of him, and the blood plasma was like a thick layer of new clothes, draped on his body.

With the muffled sound of falling to the ground, everything in front of him was empty.

Jilan turned around sharply and started to kill other enemies.

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Twenty minutes later.

Gilan sat against the outer wall of a stone and wood house on the street, holding the justice cane in his arms, hammering the ground with his axe, breathing heavily.

The street in front of them was full of broken limbs and blood from wolf heads.

This battle can be called a hearty battle.

Except for not using the three secret skills at the same time, Jilan almost went all out and killed as much as he wanted.

Nearly twenty wolf-faced hunters, equivalent to senior heraldry-level fighters, surrounded him at the same time, but he slaughtered them all by himself.

This battle is even more thrilling than the battle in the forest of "Black Lake".

After all, although there were many monsters in prison uniforms besieging him at that time, only a few could threaten him. But the wolf-faced hunters are different. They are all strong and armed with sharp weapons. Even Jilan at this stage may be seriously injured.

Fortunately, he finally killed all the enemies with minor injuries.

Weiwei returned to her original human form, knelt beside Jilan, and wiped his sweat and blood with a handkerchief. After that, he carefully squeezed his shoulders and beat his legs to relax his sore muscles.

After a while.

Ji Lan regained some strength, stopped Weiwei, and started to putrefy all the corpses around and in the house.

He looked at the colorful number in the corner of his sight and couldn't help but feel refreshed.

"275" points!