Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

"Doctor, someone is here!"

"Liberate well. If the other party is harmed, take action if you are confident. I'm on the way."

Wu Heng's plot identity cannot always be hidden from Lao Deng and Xiao Yang.

We are all smart people, and he has provided a lot of information.

As long as they have that intention and narrow down the scope of speculation based on the intelligence, I believe it will not be difficult for Lao Deng and Xiao Yang to find his identity.

This is inevitable.

Unless he completely abandons his role as a teammate and does things alone.

But just like this time, if someone monitors the evil spirits team, if you look for the natives, they may be scared to death when they see Li Yan, and they will not be able to be as calm as the old lamp.

Wu Heng walked out of the hotel. He had another guess to verify.

While communicating with Lao Deng, he was also observing the scenes broadcast by Lao Deng.

The murderer who trampled the rat woman to death was a figure wearing a black helmet, Bagua Taoist robe, and holding a mahogany sword.

The goggles on his helmet flashed with light patterns from time to time, just like VR glasses.

When walking, he bowed his waist slightly and looked around crookedly from time to time.

Until he reached the place where Li Yan disappeared, his body straightened up instantly, as if everything was under his control.

Wu Heng was basically certain that this person was Zhang Heku, who thought he was an oriole.

Originally, Wu Heng just made Zhang Long's son a puppet to die, which could be regarded as relieving the body's half-life resentment.

Unexpectedly, by some strange combination of circumstances, he sat down on the shore, and before he even made the hook, there was a fish that swam to the shore, jumped into his fish basket, and even called out to other fish in a very cooperative manner. .

Zhang Heku first walked to the ground nearby, picked up a clod of soil on the ground, and put it in his pocket.

That was the camouflage camera thrown out when he rolled over, and everything was under his control.

"Hmph! Lure his chariot, defeat him, and then take advantage of him later."

"I also have to thank Master Yu for allowing me to study the culture of the blue and moon realms while also delving into the history of the dynasty."

Zhang Heku's face was expressionless while wearing a helmet. He was misled by the name of this world this time, thinking it was the ancient world, but he didn't expect it to be the modern world.

Fortunately, he is of the new school, not the old school. He is also very familiar with the modern world and is familiar with mobile phones, computers, etc.

He stopped thinking about this and instead used his peach wood sword to poke at the charred earth where the big insect had turned to ashes.

The tip of the sword instantly turned black and spread upward along the sword body.

A bottle of transparent liquid appeared in his hand, and he dropped a drop of it onto the sword. The black color quickly dissipated, and the sword tip returned to its original light yellow wood color.

Zhang Heku seemed to be disappointed and shook his head. He walked forward another three meters and used the tip of his sword to move the bones scattered on the ground, turning them into pieces of bone fingers.

The tip of the sword turned green.

He seemed to be delighted. After dripping a drop of liquid on the sword, he hurriedly bent down to pick up the scattered bones and knuckles one by one and stuffed them into his arms.

Then he came to the body of the swallow that had been hollowed out, like a white chicken.

He stabbed Yanzi's knee with the mahogany sword.

There was no change in the blade of the sword. Zhang Heku breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and stretched out his hands, ready to touch the corpse.

But he didn't notice that the index finger of Yanzi's right hand moved silently as if he was disturbed by his movements.

As if being activated, Yanzi's index finger quickly carved on his body, bringing out countless afterimages.

His head and body were completely dead and motionless. Only the index finger of his right hand was quickly completing the incantation before his death like a machine.

Zhang Heku was horrified and stabbed Yanzi's right hand with his mahogany sword.

But it's too late!

The painting and engraving has been completed.

Yanzi's right hand stopped instantly and was easily pierced by the mahogany sword, without any color change on the sword's body.

Zhang Heku drew his mahogany sword and was about to retreat.

The skin on the swallow's body sprouted out along the top of its head like a shed skin.

It was like a ribbon, wrapped around Zhang Heku, and the skin seemed to stretch longer and longer, wrapping him in circles and tying him into a leather figurine.

The inside of the leather figurines kept beating, and a series of muffled curses and cries of pain came out.

The timbre was definitely that of Zhang Heku.

He confirmed that the chatty duo were dead through the mud blocks left deliberately, and even suspected that the ghost master had been killed before he came to clean up the scene.

"Damn guy, it's not a good death. His body is so cold that he still disgusts others."

"What the hell this time. What a damn good start! I won't die here!"

"What a bastard! I was kind enough to collect the bodies for you, so I can repay you with kindness, right?"

"My baby, it really hurts!"

Zhang He struggled to learn Bai Wen because his classmates teased him, so he started learning bad words first.

So along with the continuous swearing, half of the mahogany sword blade poked out from the leather figurine from time to time.

As time went by, the leather figurines became tighter and tighter, but they were also more and more broken by being poked.

Finally, with the sound of leather tearing, Zhang Heku rushed out wearing a helmet.

There were only a few rags left on the hem of his robe.

Three inches below the knee of his left leg, there was a lip-shaped wound deep enough to show the bone.

The area around the wound was burnt black, revealing a leg bone as big as a quail egg.

This leg bone seemed to have been scraped with a steel brush. It was as white as ivory, but it was a bit scary when it appeared on a living person.

The mahogany sword body also turned completely black, had pits and pits from corrosion, and was half thin.

Zhang Heku opened the protective cover of his helmet and spat at the remains of Yanzi with a very angry expression.

He sat on the ground with a limp leg, and the bottle of mysterious liquid appeared in his hand, ready to drip onto the white bone of his left leg.

The wound is spreading continuously, and the area of ​​​​white bones is getting larger and larger. If it is not treated, there will probably be only a skeleton of bones left in the whole body, which can be used as a model without washing.

At this moment, a black shadow like a mandrill passed by Zhang Heku in an instant, and continued to rush forward for more than 10 meters, climbing up a large tree as thick as a bucket on the ground.

The black shadow that stopped on the treetop squatted down quietly before revealing its face.

He was wearing a mask and could not see his face clearly.

The hair stood up like steel needles, and the eye sockets and eyelids were pitch black, like there were two black holes in the eyes, and the two corners of the holes were slightly outlined, like the corners of the eyes with a weird smile.

His arms were as long as a monkey's arms, but they looked weak and boneless, and his muscles were streamlined, like two thick leather whips.

Two things were held in the two palm-like hands.

The center of the left hand is a pile of bone fingers mixed with rags;

In the center of his right hand is a broken palm holding a bottle of transparent liquid.

"Master Monkey, spare your life!"

Zhang Heku, who was sitting on the ground, didn't care about his broken left wrist, which was bleeding. He stood up in an instant, tore off half of his trousers that were in the way, and started to run away.

The two things that he snatched disappeared from Lao Deng's hands. He had already invited his own demon body to become like this.

"Okay, hehe."

When Old Deng said the first half of the sentence, he still stopped on the same tree, and the laughter that followed sounded from another tree in front.

Relying on the strength of his swinging arms, he jumped seven or eight meters in an instant.

Old Deng jumped down from the tree again, and waved his long, weak and boneless right arm high, like a hunting mountain ghost under the moonlight, and struck Zhang Heku's back.