Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

"run!"

Wu Heng made a prompt decision.

Without waiting for No. 17 to run away with him, he turned around and jumped towards the second floor window at the back.

The physical quality of the curser is perfectly reflected.

He forced his way into a taxi that had just been filled with people on the side of the road. He ignored the screams of the girl in the car and closed the door with a bang.

"drive."

Wu Heng took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket and threw it to the driver.

The bald driver didn't ask why when he saw the money, he released the brake and stepped on the accelerator excitedly.

The vehicle started to speed up, and Wu Heng had time to take out more than a dozen bills from his inner pocket wallet and hand them to the three girls next to him.

After receiving the pound, screams came suddenly. The three girls stared at Wu Heng curiously with six big eyes.

"Sir, are you being chased by the police? Don't worry, I was a speedster when I was young. I will definitely take you away safely."

The balding, middle-aged driver turned his head and stared at Wu Hengdao while driving.

Wu Heng looked at the driver, whose face was flushed and excited:

"Turn your head back and speak, promise not to turn your head back again, and I'll give you another thousand."

Then he continued:

"Don't worry, it's not the police chasing me, I'm just hiding from the messengers of hell."

Wu Heng said as he stuffed more than twenty fifty-denomination bills into the front seat again.

"Oh, yes sir, do you need to apply for a certificate? Maybe you can show the certificate to the Hell Messenger and tell it that it is chasing the wrong person. I can guarantee that even the police cannot tell the authenticity of the certificate, let alone the Hell Messenger. "

The driver stopped looking back and kept talking.

"Shut up, I'll give you another five hundred."

Everything was quiet except for the taxi, which was speeding forward regardless of the traffic lights.

Wu Heng admired the driver's decisive behavior just now, and he didn't mind rewarding the driver more.

He was just afraid that Nailhead would find him, a curse disciple, nearby.

If Nailhead suddenly gets interested and wants to take care of the Ice Monk's mess, causing Wu Heng to waste his cards, it will be a disaster.

In other words, the driver probably saved him a trump card.

"Okay, stop the car."

Wu Heng watched the taxi drive for 10 minutes, and it was far enough away from Frank's wooden house, so he spoke.

"Sir, this is my business card. If there is another time, please come to me directly." The driver handed Wu Heng his business card without saying anything.

Wu Heng glanced at the business card. Except for the phone number at the top, the remaining space was densely packed with at least hundreds of business items, including putting him to sleep, waking him up, and pretending to be a boyfriend.

He thought for a moment and put it away.

What Wu Heng didn't expect was that the three girls in the car, who were obviously just high school students, actually asked him for his contact information, saying that they would keep his identity as an agent secret after they gave him the number. The police didn't tell them even if they asked.

Wu Heng casually dismissed the three girls who had already imagined a secret agent plot and made a call.

"No. 17, it's me."

"Oh, sir, what happened just now? Why did you suddenly make an emergency retreat?"

"Don't worry about it, are you still there now?"

"Yes, sir, I saw you running away, so I followed you for a thousand meters, but nothing happened, so I slowly returned."

"What's going on with the cabin now?"

"No one came out, but there were screams; in addition, I found that in addition to our three teams taking turns, there were other people observing the wooden house."

"Oh, it's okay, don't worry about it, that's my person too."

Wu Heng hung up the phone after hearing this. It seemed that Frank and the woman in the peaked hat had begun their journey to hell.

Wu Heng had no idea of ​​saving the woman in the cap. Even if he went, how could he explain that he, a newcomer, knew so much.

What's more, there was no time. Once the box was opened, it was difficult to stop. Wu Heng couldn't afford to waste his cards on a stranger.

As soon as Wu Heng sat down after returning to the pet store, he saw three girls coming to the door.

It was the three in the taxi.

"Boss, we've come to apply for a job, and it turns out it's you, Mr. Agent."

Wu Heng looked at the three young girls with an average height of 1.6 meters standing side by side and was slightly speechless.

"I'm not an agent, and I don't employ child labor. Thank you. I'll give you the fare. You can go back."

Wu Heng handed over a 20 pound note.

The girls all took a step back and shook their heads.

"We are 17 years old and currently in our first year at Hutton University. According to the law, we can work part-time."

"Hurry up and take out your student ID card and let him see it."

"And if you don't hire us, we won't keep your status as an agent secret."

Standing in the middle was a girl with a few freckles on her face and hair in curly hair, with a look of despair.

The three of them took out their student ID cards and handed them to Wu Heng at the same time, as if it was up to you.

"Hire us, we can be your spies."

Wu Heng took a look: Misha, Lucy, Alyssa.

They are indeed 17 years old.

"Okay, but I wrote that there are only two people."

"Then the three of us work for only two people's wages. Is it really a hundred an hour?"

The three of them stared at Wu Heng with blinking eyes, looking like they had caught something wrong. This is indeed the case. There have been several waves of people waiting at the door with this hourly wage, but Wu Heng was not there and left again.

"Forget it, let's just have three people. They are all paid by the hour. Your name is Lucy, right? You can arrange the division of labor between you."

Wu Heng didn't care about the money, as long as someone took care of these pets. When he saw the three people headed by Lucy, he clicked on her.

"Yeah! The boss is indeed a good person." The three cheered, eagerly tore off the recruitment notice at the door, and then ran into the store, happily teasing the cats and dogs.

I don't know where they got the concept of a good person from, but the breath of youth relaxed Wu Heng's tense nerves.

He smiled inexplicably and ignored the three people teasing the cat and dog.

Contacted him again on the 17th.

"Boss, after the scream just now, there has been no movement in the wooden house for half an hour. Do you want to go in and take a look."

Detective No. 17 was squatting on the roadside a hundred meters away from the wooden house, rubbing his left ankle and asking questions.

He didn't understand what the boss was running about just now. He had been watching for so long, and no one else entered at all. He trusted his observation skills.

As a result, the opposite side just closed the window, and the boss suddenly jumped off the building and ran away. He was so frightened that he thought there was a bomb in the room opposite, so he also jumped off the building and ran away. His ankles were sprained. Fortunately, it was only the second floor.

Wu Heng thought about it after hearing No. 17's inquiry. It had been so long, and the four-man prologue group of Nailhead should have left. They would not stay long after they appeared.

But now that place is definitely on the radar of the nail-headed hermit.

As the high priest of hell, Nailhead, his current intermediary is not a mortal, but a hell bone dragon transformed into the image of a homeless person. They are called hermits, and they are also very powerful extraordinary creatures.

"Send someone to take a look. Don't touch anything. Take pictures for me."

"Continue to be under observation and report anyone who comes into contact with the cabin to me."

Wu Heng hung up the call and thought for a while, making sure there was nothing he missed.

The only problem is that the blood corpse that will be resurrected next may include another woman.

Wu Heng was still thinking about what to do with this woman.

Is it to show goodwill to the other party and learn more about the situation in the lighthouse through the other party?

Or to prevent the other party from disrupting the plot of this world and sending her into hell again?

Wu Heng felt that he still had to see what happened to this woman after she was resurrected.

After all, she will stay in hell for at least one day. After such a long time, she may have been tortured by hell and lost her mind, becoming twisted and crazy.

Just like Frank in the movie, after escaping from hell, he can even kill his own brother at will.

Are you willing to use your collection, monthly tickets, and recommendation votes to exchange for two soup pots with me?