I Have a City in a Different World

The thick fog that suddenly rose completely isolated everyone, and nothing could be seen from two meters away.

Tension spread again.

Originally trapped here, now surrounded by thick fog, it is simply worse.

The fear of not being able to see things normally makes everyone subconsciously gather together and call each other to determine the location of their companions.

However, the most important question has not yet been resolved, that is, how will they get out of this area if they lose their guide?

The old woman and the others quickly gathered together and looked around vigilantly, for fear that the short coat monk would launch a sneak attack.

Just now, with the firearms and weapons, the short-jacketed cultivator was temporarily scared away, but he did not kill the opponent.

Now that the thick fog is rising, the opponent is likely to use the cover of the thick fog to launch a sneak attack. With the ability he just showed, it is entirely possible to kill anyone.

So in this case, several monks should be united instead of acting alone.

As for those mercenaries, you don't need to pay attention at all. For monks, mortals are ants, and they are tools to use.

After it is useless, it can be thrown away directly.

However, since firearms and weapons can harm short-coat monks, mercenaries must be brought around to ensure sufficient security.

The kindness of the monks must have a reason.

"Everyone listen, keep up with the team and don't fall behind.

Once you find a dangerous situation, you will immediately sound a warning, and remember not to shoot at will. "

If the old woman and others are hit by bullets, they will also be injured and die, so I will remind you.

If you were hit by a stray bullet, wouldn't it be unjust death?

At this moment, they lost their guide, and everyone became more and more careful when moving forward, especially the old woman who was in charge of leading the way. Every step forward was cautious.

There are only two pieces of communication compass, otherwise, I would have tried to contact the middle-aged monk, why is it so uncomfortable?

In the process of trying to move forward, I encountered the energy vortex several times,

The old woman and others were almost involved, and they broke out in a cold sweat.

It was only at this moment that they realized how important it was to have a guide, but unfortunately the short coat monk had disappeared.

The real monk in short coat disappeared, and the fake one was fierce and unusual, and it was a headache.

After walking for a long time, the fog became more and more dense, and what everyone could see was only the companions who were connected by ropes.

In the thick fog, it was extremely silent. It seemed that only footsteps existed, and there was no other sound.

"Whoa..."

A screeching sound of grass blades made the nervous crowd raise their guard. Some people's bodies kept shaking, which was entirely caused by fear and tension.

"what……!"

A short scream came, which made everyone's heart sink, and the most worried thing finally happened.

"Don't panic, immediately report the numbers in turn, and slap the companions behind you to see who is the problem."

The mercenary captain said loudly, because he could not see the situation of the entire team, the only way to determine the loss of personnel was this way.

"one two Three……"

The number of reports sounded one after another, and when the count reached twenty, it suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter, who is the twentieth?"

The mercenary captain and others had already raised their vigilance, so they immediately asked.

The other mercenaries immediately identified the problem based on their rankings, but the thick fog prevented them from seeing anything.

The 19th-ranked mercenary was even more frightened and trembling, turned around and aimed his gun behind him.

In the looming thick fog, stood a slightly hunched figure that looked familiar.

"Two to twenty..."

The hoarse voice sounded, which was also familiar, but it sounded like a tingling feeling on the scalp.

Although the number has been reported, but listening to the sound, you can tell that this guy is definitely not right.

The mercenary's heart was beating wildly, because he had already heard it, the voice was exactly the same as that of the short coat monk.

Sure enough, as the mist turned, a thin face appeared, staring at him with round eyes.

It is indeed his own companion, but there is only one head, which is held by a skinny palm.

The head moved, revealing a strangely smiling face, it was the short coat cultivator.

"boom!"

The mercenary, who was out of control, suddenly pulled the trigger, and the bullet hit the short coat monk.

Because of the fog, I couldn't see the short coat monk's body clearly, and I didn't know if he was hit.

The short-jacketed cultivator did not fall to the ground, but still stared at the mercenary with morbid eyes.

"I've already reported the number, why do you still beat me? It really hurts?"

The short-jacketed cultivator suddenly spoke, with a gloomy and eerie tone, like a wrathful soul.

The mercenary was frightened, and in horror, he kept pulling the trigger and kept shooting at the short-jacketed monk.

"Hahaha, it hurts so much, I'm going to die...!"

The short-jacketed cultivator kept screaming and his voice was frantically contrived. If he listened carefully, he could hear a hint of a successful conspiracy.

The mercenary was already frightened and stupid, and he just kept shooting, and he still had the mood to distinguish carefully.

Until the magazine was emptied, he kept pulling the trigger while shouting in horror.

"Bastard, what are you doing?"

A loud shout came, and then a figure rushed over and kicked the collapsed mercenary to the ground.

The person who came was the captain of the mercenary. I saw his face full of anger. He raised his gun and aimed at the shivering mercenary on the ground.

"You bastard, what did you do, who made you shoot?"

The hand of the mercenary captain holding the gun was trembling, and it seemed that he was trying his best to suppress his anger, and he might shoot directly at any time.

With a gun pointed at the head by the captain, the collapsed mercenary gradually stabilized, and then said tremblingly: "There are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

"What the hell, I think you're crazy!"

The captain knew very well that his subordinates must have encountered strange things, otherwise they would not behave like this.

But at this moment, it is necessary to stabilize people's hearts and never let the situation get out of control.

Hearing the captain's anger, the mercenary looked at the position of the short-jacketed cultivator, trying to prove himself, but found that there was no one at all.

"It's not right, where was it just now..."

The mercenary was anxious and wanted to explain loudly, but was directly stopped by the captain.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you know what you did?"

The captain gritted his teeth in anger, and the mercenary also heard intermittent screams behind the thick fog.

Thinking of the way he just shot indiscriminately, the mercenary's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, knowing that he must have accidentally injured his comrade just now.

If the situation is serious, the captain can shoot him directly, and no one will complain for him.

"Listen to the person on the opposite side, I'm your captain, how were the casualties just now?"

After waiting for a few seconds, a voice came from the thick fog, with a tone of surprise and anger.

"Boss, five people were killed and four were seriously injured. It seems that they can't be saved."

Hearing the report of his subordinates, the mercenary captain raised his gun again in anger to kill the culprit.

Unexpectedly, after he turned around, his body trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted.

Then he didn't say a word, turned his head and rushed into the thick fog, ignoring the mercenary at all.

After seeing the abnormal performance of the captain, the mercenary also realized something, and his face became extremely ugly.

He stood up slowly, his legs trembling constantly, but he still struggled to get out of here.

"You hit me so badly, you have holes all over your body, where are you going now?"

A sinister voice sounded behind the mercenary, it was the short-jacketed monk who suddenly disappeared.

The mercenary screamed, where was he in the mood to ignore the others, and ran forward desperately.

However, after only running a few steps, he felt his eyes keep rolling, and he saw the headless corpse spewing blood from the neck, and the familiar clothes indicated that it was himself.

The head fell on the ground, and the last sight that caught my eye was a short-jacketed cultivator with a weird smile floating over and lifted his head...