Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

After being silent for a while, the young man said with some trepidation: "But, he killed so many people, and they were all American citizens. Is this the case?"

"Then go call the police!"

"The killing should be handled by the FBI, if they can afford the relevant responsibilities."

“The purpose of the existence of the American Constitution is to restrict ordinary people so that they do not dare to commit crimes wantonly, and to maintain the stability of the general public.”

"But it can't restrain disasters. Boy, do you know what disasters are? The unknown object we just talked about is a kind of disaster!"

"Remember, it's not murder, it's disaster."

The man squeezed out his eyes, raised his head slightly, glanced sideways at the young man, with an indifferent smile on his lips, and mocked:

"In this world, on average, 1.8 people die every second, and 150,000 people die in a day. The reasons for their death are various, and most of them are due to illness or accidents."

"From a macro perspective, this is where the earth is today. The number of deaths has only increased by one hour."

"The mission of our PI is not revenge, but maintenance. It is to save more people in disasters and reduce the frequency of disasters."

"The conversation we had just now can be said to have saved countless lives. Your ability is limited, so don't worry about things that have nothing to do with your responsibilities."

"It's not easy to do your job well. The more you worry about it, the shorter your life will be."

"After you go back, write a 5,000-word essay about your thoughts on this incident and give it to me. I will rate you after reading it to determine whether you are suitable to serve as PI."

The conversation between the two disappeared into the clouds as the S-67 armed aircraft, the fastest in the United States, galloped away.

Calis, Texas,

Located midway along Quinlan Street Avenue.

In a building disguised as an ordinary government office building,

Seven men in black trench coats, detaining three short-haired prisoners in zebra-colored prison uniforms, took the elevator and arrived at the seventeenth floor underground.

This is an airtight chamber.

On the ground, something similar to coarse salt was used to carve a six-pointed star spell array, surrounded by red candles and some animal specimens.

The three criminals were all wearing tight hoods and earplugs and had no idea what was going on.

PI headquarters has received news about Wu Heng and made preparations in advance.

After Wu Heng got the promise from the PI man, he didn't wait any longer. He used his spiritual power to carefully sense every inch of land in the prison.

Even though the blood had dried up, he could still smell the blood seeping through the cement.

There are still tiny scratches from fingernails on the concrete floor.

He seemed to feel the pain of the believers' struggle at that time. Being fearless did not mean that he could ignore the pain.

soon,

Wu Heng found the location in the prison where the mysterious witch stood in the memory of the young believer. With the fine perception of spiritual power, he detected an unusual aura.

It was a fishy smell, similar to Houttuynia cordata,

There was also a deep breath mixed with it. This kind of breath Wu Heng had been exposed to before. It was the breath emanating from hell when he was close to the boundary of hell in his dream.

The hell in this world has a dark feeling like the other world. There is no light in it, and it is full of ruins and sin.

Only evil creatures and undead can enter it. If ordinary people enter and are contaminated with the breath of hell, they will die soon.

Even if various exorcism methods are used to isolate the hell environment,

However, a body that has not been contaminated by the breath of hell cannot be carried by hell at all. The road under its feet will become void and no longer provide carrying capacity.

Ordinary people fall in, falling endlessly until they sink to unknown places.

This environment is also the reason why Freddy was able to pass through hell, reach the Crystal Lake camp, and wake up Jason.

At this time, based on this aura, Wu Heng had already mentally confirmed what the PI man said: The mysterious witch probably came from hell, and the other party came to this prison from hell.

He also suddenly thought of something,

Although in my mind, the fear link generated by the more than 500 dead believers has been broken.

But if the souls of believers are taken to hell, it is also possible that they will be broken.

After all, these are equivalent to two parallel dimensions. He can't yet accept the fear even though they are in different worlds.

This also means,

If he enters hell, he is likely to re-establish a fear connection with the souls of those believers.

"I originally wanted to go to hell to increase the exploration of the plot world, but after doing this, I can't help but go!"

Wu Heng carefully explored the prison and waited for a while.

He wanted to know if there were any relevant clues on the PI side. It was best to make more preparations. If he entered hell and did not create a fear link with the believers, wouldn't his trip be in vain?

After waiting for half an hour, Wu Heng could no longer wait.

He immediately dialed the number of the previous man, and the other man was so licking. When he handed the other man his business card, the other man went with the flow and gave him a business card.

The business card had a phone number and a name. The man's name was Gongora Harrison.

"Hello, hello, are you the boss?"

The phone rang for three seconds, and Harrison's cautious voice came out.

Three seconds of ringing is the limit of the communication company. After all, there is a delay in dialing the ringtone, so the other party should answer the call within seconds.

"Well, how's it going? Is there any result?"

"Well, boss, our return speed is a bit slow, and we are asking questions now."

"Look, it's not convenient for you to accept the video. The hell creature 'Groot' who cooperates with us has just been summoned. Maybe you can ask in person so that you can understand more clearly."

"The other party is a sinful evil spirit. For hundreds of years, it has been paying attention to various mothers in hell."

After Harrison thought for a while, considering that Wu Heng had already urged him, and he was afraid that if he couldn't ask the question and the other party would become angry, he simply tried it out and asked Wu Heng to ask in person.

The young man next to him was still taking notes in his mind.

"Even if you already know the other person's name, you still keep calling me boss and put yourself in the position of younger brother. It's easier to get closer to each other than calling each other's name + sir. Remember it!"

This means that when the eldest brother is in trouble, the younger brother runs errands, and when the younger brother is bullied, the older brother must also protect him.

‘High, really high. ’

"Okay!" Wu Heng nodded in agreement and took the initiative to initiate a video call.

The video was immediately connected, and in the secret room opposite, the six-pointed star happened to start flashing, the cross on the wall instantly turned upside down, and a smell of raw oil came from the secret room.

In the middle of the spell array,

A half-human creature appeared with a swollen face, a pale complexion, and pale eyes.

Its upper body is a human body, but its lower body is like a slug.

There are two fleshy horns on the top of the head that look like sheep's horns.

The horns are translucent and shrink back and forth alternately, like two half-worms pierced into the head.

It's like a combination of a kidney-deficient man and a zombie snail.

"Groat, we're all old acquaintances, so don't bother with these rituals!" Harrison put the cross back into place expressionlessly and said helplessly.

"You have the nerve to accuse me. It's obviously you who have done the ritual first. Look at these coarse salts, crystals, crosses, and holy water."

"Harrison, don't you know that no creature from hell can refuse to turn the cross?"

"Oh~! It's like a cat can't resist catnip!"

"Also, damn it, please let go of your hands and stop holding the cross. If it doesn't turn around, I'll start to suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder."

The evil spirit named Groat twisted his body and shed a pool of mucus on the ground.

Intentionally or unintentionally, these mucus are quietly dissolving the coarse salt circle.

"For example, if one of you humans had a stool with its legs turned upside down on the ground, and it happened to be seen by a human with obsessive-compulsive disorder, how would he feel?"

Harrison let go of his hand after hearing this, but also suppressed his smile.

The cross is once again inverted.

"There is a big boss who needs some information. I have brought these three sacrifices for you to choose from. The premise is that you provide valuable information."

As Harrison spoke, he pointed his finger at the three prisoners and continued:

"The man in the middle is the one you didn't get in exchange for the information on the cultists in Buller Town last time. He is known as the 'Shadow of Man', a presence that fills countless drunken men on the streets with regret."

"This time, as long as you provide relevant information, you can get 200 points. You only need 180 points to redeem him."

Harrison waved his hand, and the people next to him brought the criminal in the middle to the edge of the six-pointed star.

The evil spirit Grote, separated by a line of distance, kept twitching his nose and sniffing the opponent's scent.

The two tentacles on its forehead were expanding and contracting like a marquee, and the slug's lower body was releasing a large amount of mucus.

"Hiss, I smell the twisted evil desire in him, what a strong desire it is."

"Ask quickly, I can't wait!"

Harrison pointed the camera of his mobile phone at Grote, and Wu Heng's voice came from the mobile phone, "Where in hell is the witch of Northumberland?"

"Northumberland? It should be the Northumberland Marshes." The evil spirit Grote just replied, but stopped, and the tentacles and eyes on his head moved at the same time, "This news, 200 points It’s not enough, I want 500 points!”

"Can!"

Before Harrison and others could answer, Wu Heng's cold voice sounded, and he decisively agreed.

These points seem to be specially formulated by PI for these hell creatures. This evil spirit can use the points to exchange for some criminals who can satisfy their tastes.

Wu Heng didn't care about those criminals at all.

"Refreshing! About that witch"

"Hey, I suddenly feel so weak and my brain is a little twitchy." Grote suddenly pressed his two tentacles with both hands and stroked them, "Give me this man first, let me add something, and I can I remembered."

"Of course, he is not included in the 500 points."

Grote aimed his tongue at the criminal from a distance and licked his lips greedily.

"Give it to him!" Wu Heng said coldly.

"This" Harrison hesitated. He wanted to say that this is not how negotiations work, but he did not dare to disobey, so he waved his hand.

The criminal, known as the 'Shadow of Man', was carried by two men in trench coats and thrown into the salt circle through the air.

A slit appeared in the abdomen of the evil spirit Grote, and the man was stuffed into his body, like a snake swallowing a hamster.

The abdomen bulged and then quickly flattened.

"Hiccup~! I remembered it, but!" Grote patted his belly and licked his lips, "I changed my mind."

"Let me eat first, and then give me 5,000 points before I can tell you."

These words instantly made the seven people in the secret room nervous. They all looked at the mobile phone screen, as if they were afraid that Wu Heng would agree.

The seven people had sad faces, with the word 'unaffordable' almost written on their faces.

"You're full, right? OK, I'll feed you right now." Wu Heng smiled when he heard this. It's not that he didn't understand the way of bargaining.

But just like when someone is in an emergency and they are bargaining with him for a dime, he doesn't care about a dime and just wants to solve the problem quickly.

As a result, the other party suddenly raised the price again, turning a dime into a thousand yuan. Apparently, this was not the limit.

"Don't let it go. Wait for me for ten minutes."

After Wu Heng finished speaking, he hung up the video, turned into black smoke, and flew outside.

When Harrison talked to him before, a terrorist link had been created, and he naturally knew the location of the other party.

In the secret room, the seven people looked at each other.

"Groat, you can't leave before the time is up. The boss is coming to find you. I advise you to explain clearly now and don't anger the boss." Harrison instructed.

"Tch, if you can, please move this disgusting pile of salt away and see if I can chip away at your so-called boss who is playing this trick with us hell creatures. We are deceitful ancestors."

"When humans were still in the Stone Age, we were seducing and fighting." Hearing this, the evil spirit Groot held his tongue in disdain.

"You can take care of yourself!"

Harrison remained silent and looked at each other meaningfully with the other six people. Leaving three people behind to guard him, the remaining four people walked outside, waiting to greet Wu Heng.

"Tell me, that person didn't even ask for our location. Can they find us?" one of the men in windbreaker asked.

"If someone can say that, he must have his own method and he will definitely be able to find us."

Harrison crossed his chest with his left hand and stroked the stubble on his chin with his right hand, and said thoughtfully: "However, since this person is so good at finding people, the other party doesn't know the news about hell that even evil spirits know!"

"Unless he is not a hell creature at all and does not understand hell." Another person added.

"No matter what it is, it's an existence we can't afford to offend, so just provide it!"

"That's right. It's better not to be a creature from hell. There's nothing interesting in hell. After all, anyone with any conscience in that place will have their bones cleaned long ago."

Ten minutes flew by.

Black smoke flew in front of the four waiting people,

Bright smiles bloomed on the faces of the four people, as if they had met their biological fathers who were not related by blood.

"Boss, you are finally here. Do you want me to take you to the prison, select a few criminals first, and add a little bit?" Harrison nodded and said.

"No need, I'm not interested in ordinary people. Is that thing still in there?" Wu Heng replied casually with an indifferent expression.

"Now, in less than an hour, it cannot return to hell automatically."

Hearing that Wu Heng was not interested in people, the smiles on the four people's faces became even brighter, almost like a flower.

"very good!"

Wu Heng turned into black smoke, and in the blink of an eye he followed the elevator passage to the 17th floor underground.

He broke open the mahogany door, which was hung with a cross and inlaid with bones and fish scales. He rushed into the secret room and transformed into a human form.

Looking at the evil spirit trapped in the salt circle, and seeing that the other party has even less than one-third of Blake's energy,

Wu Heng exerted a simple force of nightmare and knocked the opponent to the ground.

Grote looked at the creature in front of him blankly, a little at a loss. The other party actually had a big boss.

Wu Heng's domain emerged around Grote,

Its disgusting tentacles that were constantly expanding suddenly exploded and broke apart, and then were forced into its mouth by vines emerging from the ground.

"You're full, right? Then you taste good!"

The transformed vines, like corks, swallowed up all the tentacles that filled the evil spirit's mouth.

Wu Heng used a rope to tightly tie its waist. Its slug-like tail and shoulders exploded instantly and were completely disconnected.

"Boss, I'm just kidding. Uh--!" it shouted, imitating Harrison's title.

The broken hands and tail were all forcefully stuffed into the belly of the evil spirit Grote by Wu Heng.

At this time, the four Harrisons also took the elevator to the secret room.

When they saw the tragic situation of Grote, they were shocked. It had only been so long before it was turned into this.

I saw that Grote's mouth was torn nearly ten times wider, and the corners of his mouth almost reached the back of his head.

The abdomen was tied with a rope, like a sack tied around the mouth. Cutting off the waist would not cause leakage. The belly was bulging, and a small piece of the tip of its own tail was exposed at the corner of the mouth.

"Are you full?" Wu Heng put away his domain and asked with a cold expression.

"I'm full, I'm full. Boss, please let me go. I'm willing to say anything!"

"I was really joking. Hell is too boring, so I just told a joke. I didn't mean to blackmail anyone. I'm not hungry at all."

"No one knows how many places called Northumberland there are in hell, but the only place that can match the number of witches is not far away. There is only one there. When I privately compiled the "Top Ten Hell Flowers of Hell Witches", I have learned some information about the other party.”

The evil spirit Groat ignored the pain, and his lips, which were torn into pieces like old underwear, kept opening and closing, and hurriedly told all the information he knew.

It felt death from Wu Heng's body.

"Is that all?"

"There's more. There's more! But it's hidden in my tail, I have to take it out first!" Grote said weakly.

Wu Heng glanced at Grote, who was anxious.

"Really, I promise, I spied on him and stole a snakeskin sock. The album and the sock were both hidden in my belly."

"Have you met each other?"

"I've seen it. I've seen it."

"Take it!"

The evil spirit Grote made no move and looked at Wu Heng aggrievedly.

Wu Heng withdrew his nightmare power, and then Grote vomited out his hands and tail, and took out a black stocking with snakeskin pattern and a picture album from the tail.

Wu Heng glanced at the slug mucus in disgust, used his spiritual touch power, and looked through it in the air. He found that the appearance of the third-ranked witch was 80% similar to the witch in the memory of the young believer.

The marked name is: Lilia Pal.

He was almost certain that this was the same person.

The reason why the similarity is only 80% is because the images in Grote's manual have undergone special artistic processing.

It really is an evil spirit of evil lust.