Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

"Remember, conquer your own fears first!"

"Also, I would like to remind you that Henry Bowles, who carved the words on your stomach, is not dead. He may come to you again, so please pay attention."

Wu Heng opened the car door, and Ben followed him out of the car. Hearing this, he said fiercely:

"I am no longer the 'haystack' I was when I was a child. If he dares to come, I will definitely carve Ben Hanscom's name on his belly!"

Ben slammed the lemon in his hand to the ground, making a chirping sound, like the sound of a corpse smashed.

"Very good momentum."

Wu Heng recognized it after seeing that his training was still fruitful.

"so be it!"

"I'm going to find some help. You go do what you should do. You can contact me at any time."

Under Ben Hanscom's reluctant eyes, Wu Heng closed the car door. Being stared at by a man like this made him feel a little chilly.

Although he knew that Ben didn't mean that.

After Wu Heng planned the route in the car, a stream of light black exhaust gas spewed out from the exhaust pipe, far away from Ben's sight.

Heading towards the east.

The place he was going to was Lincoln City, located in the eastern part of the state of Alaska, the state's capital and second largest city.

After driving along the driveway for two hours, Wu Heng had arrived on Highway 275.

The Lincoln Highway is still two hours away.

He gently turned on the car stereo and played a piece of Queen's Rhapsody. Along with the music, he stepped on the accelerator again. As he drove quickly, the car windows made a shaking sound.

At this time, there were not many vehicles on the highway.

In front of him, there was a silver car driving.

The car's roof was cut off in half, and a huge bull stood in the passenger seat. Its horns were as thick as an adult's calf and nearly two meters wide.

Wu Heng frowned and quickly turned the steering wheel.

Because the bull in the car in front swung its tail, a black-gray filth spurted out, and the rear window of the silver car seemed to be covered with black cement.

There was also a large amount of filth thrown into the air with the speed of the car.

If Wu Heng hadn't turned the steering wheel, his car would probably have been hit by water.

But his attention wasn't there.

When the cow dung was poured out, Wu Heng observed that after being poured on the road, a filthy human-shaped dung appeared.

He concentrated his vision and observed the evil spirit inside. This was an evil that was good at hiding.

The singing voice played in the car had a sizzling electric sound. The high-pitched singing voice completely changed its tone and became stuck, like the roar of an evil ghost. This was the influence of changes in the electromagnetic field.

Wu Heng reached out and turned off the stereo and continued to observe the situation.

The dirt on the roadside seemed to have been poured on the transparent glass, and was slowly sliding down. Then suddenly it seemed to have lost its support, and it all poured onto the ground with a crash.

The evil spirit disappears!

Wu Heng raised his gaze and looked at the silver car in front of him.

The vehicle carrying the bull was filled with evil spirits, and the steering wheel suddenly lost its function, spinning rapidly on the spot. It kept drifting in circles, like a crazy bull.

Wu Heng slowly slowed down the car.

The bull in the car was frightened and jumped out of the car with a moo.

The silver car stopped spinning, its lights turned on, and its body swayed left and right, as if it was doing warm-up exercises.

The bull also lowered its head and made a 'moo' sound, squinting its eyes, extending its thick horns forward, and pawing the ground with its right front hoof, clearing away the gravel.

As the engine roared, as if a signal was turned on, the two collided hard, making a roar.

The horn was inserted into the front hood, half of the right corner was broken off, the front of the car collapsed and the door was thrown open.

The bull's forehead skin was also torn, exposing a piece of bone. In this way, it stopped the raging car.

Inside the car, a middle-aged man wearing a shoulder-length black shirt, with muscular arms and a face covered in blood climbed out of the open door, holding a hammer in his hand.

He stood up unsteadily and hit the car hard with the hammer. He knew that something was wrong with his car and was hurting him and the bull.

The smashed vehicle took two steps back. The car that was supposed to be broken continued to spray exhaust fumes, and the wheels rotated slightly, seeming to be accumulating force.

The bull took two steps back slightly while holding its exposed scalp and broken horns.

"Qibo, leave quickly."

The middle-aged man roared loudly at the bull. The hammer in his hand used his own weight to hit the car cover hard, trying to break it.

The bull glanced at its master, gave a slight 'moo' sound, as if to tell him to move away, and then continued to move its right front hoof.

"With the power of the Lord, bring Satan and Parade into the world."

"Driving all the demons that harm human souls into hell."

"Amen!"

When he was about to be caught under the wheel in middle age, a voice sounded.

A thick Bible was held by his right hand and slapped hard on the car body.

A sound that was three times louder than the impact of the bull came out, making the middle-aged man's ears buzz. It took him ten seconds to recover.

He turned over and lay flat on the ground, looking at the young priest with one arm sunk deeply into the car, wearing a black robe and a golden cross on his chest. He smiled brightly.

"Amen!"

The bull also slowly walked to his master's side, driving the ground with his front hooves, and slowly knelt down to Wu Heng, then turned his head and gently licked the middle-aged man.

The blood from its forehead dripped onto the middle-aged face and was licked clean again.

Wu Heng's right hand, which was deep in the body of the car, moved slightly, and the nail of his thumb scratched towards his index finger. A drop of blood flowed out, penetrated into the car body, and disappeared.

He took out his hand and saw that the Bible had been cut into shreds by cracked iron pieces.

"Father, thank you for your help!"

The title shouted by the middle-aged man had a strong western accent and seemed a bit vague.

"Your bull is very good. Do you need to leave here?" Wu Heng asked.

The middle-aged man turned to look at the injured bull. He knew that Wu Heng's car could only allow him to leave alone, but he was reluctant to part with the 'Qi Bo'.

"I'll call the veterinarian first. Qibo's injuries are much more serious than mine, so we should save him first."

The middle-aged man looked at the top of the bull's head, where the scalp and bones were pried open like a bag, and he gave a heart-wrenching smile.

He is a farmer in the west. Although he is not a rich man, he is not short of money. This time he plans to go to Lincoln City to participate in a bullfight. He has a professional veterinarian and the staff is on the way.

"Okay, I'll leave first."

"Father, where should I find you?" the middle-aged man asked quickly.

"Find me?"

This man had good courage when facing evil spirits. Wu Heng showed a gentle smile, lifted up the broken Bible in his hand, and showed it.

"You really have to find me. You broke my Bible and you need to pay for it!"

"Aren't you going to Lincoln City? Then watch more TV. Even if you can't participate in the bullfight, you may be able to participate in other competitions."

Wu Hengyi said something pointedly, then turned around and returned to his car.

He turned his head and looked at the evil spirit that followed.

Its appearance is a brown denim jacket, windbreaker, cowboy hat, and jeans, with a white skeleton underneath.

This evil spirit was very good at concealing itself. Wu Heng didn't notice it even if he didn't concentrate his eyesight.

Unexpectedly, he was poured out by a pile of cow dung.

Still enslaved by Wu Heng.