The Last Train to Hell

I could no longer hide my skills, so I nodded to him, stretched out my hand, and the sword appeared in my hand.

I conjured a sword out of thin air, which really shocked the people around me.

It wasn't until this moment that they clearly realized a problem. I was not a pretender.

He has some real skills. Otherwise, where can I hide such a sword for him?

I exerted a little force on my wrist and stretched the sword forward a little.

He lifted it up again and smashed the combination lock into pieces with all his strength.

I was not in a hurry to open the door, but listened to what was going on inside.

After I split the combination lock, the sound in the room completely disappeared.

I don't know what's going on in the house, but I have a hunch.

Perhaps at this time, the troublemaker in the room was lying on the door listening to the noise outside.

If that's the case, I'd definitely want to proceed with caution.

Otherwise, it would not be a matter of rushing to give people their heads.

I didn't want to lose my life to the corpses in the house because of a moment of negligence.

Just as I was pondering what was going on inside, Master Jiu often walked out from the side.

He was invisible at the moment, so ordinary people couldn't see him at all.

He leaned close to my ear and whispered to me.

"Ask the police around you to take a few steps back. The zombies in the house have developed intelligence. They are lying at the door waiting for you to open the door and give you a surprise attack."

Sure enough, it's pretty much what I guessed, these things are quite fancy.

He is actually able to have his own thinking ability just like other people.

But this didn't surprise me that much. I looked at the things in the room and felt a little angry.

"You guys take a few steps back. Something in the room is leaning on the door. If I open the door and he jumps out, he will easily hurt you."

After conjuring such a sharp sword out of thin air. These people have more respect for me.

So much so that when I said something, no matter if it was the captain or someone else, they all took a few steps back.

They kept a distance of five meters from me. After they all retreated, I breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what I say, I can't hurt innocent people. I raised my hand and used my sword to push open the door in front of me.

The moment I opened the door, a humanoid creature jumped out.

Without thinking, I cut him in half with my sword.

The sword in my hand is extremely sharp. Even if this thing has two brushes, it is no match for the sword in my hand. This is inevitable.

After he was split in half, he was still struggling on the ground. I forced out a slight sneer and took two steps forward.

After two more attempts, it finally stopped struggling.

The policeman who was five meters away from me came closer bit by bit.

The brave ones even walked up to the corpse and gave it a gentle kick.

After making sure he had no reaction, he let go of his nervousness.

"There should be no problem, but there should be something else in the house. Otherwise, even if the old man dies, he won't turn into a zombie. If any of you go in with me, it might be a little dangerous, but Don’t worry, I will do my best to protect you, that’s for sure.”

I swear that I have the ability to protect them.

You will definitely not pretend to be a coward. If you say there is no way to protect them, you will not pretend to be a big-tailed wolf at this time.

A group of people looked at each other, but no one said anything.

Finally, a middle-aged man in his fifties took a step forward, eyes closed, looking generous and willing to sacrifice himself.

"Let me go in with you. They are all young. If there is any accident, it would be a pity to be trapped inside."

I shook my head helplessly. It was not as dangerous as he thought, and he was still trapped inside.

But his spirit is pretty good.

modesty!

At least the young man's life is more meaningful than his life, and that's not what he said.

Anyway, for young people, they have only passed a third of their lives, and it is indeed a pity to stay here.

"Don't worry, I will definitely protect you. Follow me. Don't be curious about the things I won't let you touch. I have everything. If you see anything wrong, just point it out to me. If anything happens, It doesn’t matter if I run out immediately and leave myself here.”

I said this not because of my noble character, but because I was afraid that he would get in the way by staying here.

If he is controlled by a spirit, should I care about him or not?

A strong yin energy has been discovered in this room.

It can be said that there must be a magic weapon from the spiritual world inside. Maybe it is a magic weapon used by evil spirits.

I just don’t know how it spread to the world.

Why it appears here also remains to be investigated.

As for the cause of death of this old man, there may be some interesting story in it.

But I don't care at all now to investigate the cause of this old man's death.

You must first return the things in the spiritual world to their original places. If this thing stays in the human world, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble in the human world.

When I walked into this small room, I found that it was full of things.

There was garbage everywhere and some unknown liquids.

When you step on this floor, you can even feel the sticky feeling between the soles and the ground when you lift your feet.

This makes me very uncomfortable.

I started looking around the room. I had opened my eyes and could find the place with the heaviest yin energy at a glance.

I didn't expect that the place with the heaviest yin energy was under the old man's bed.

So the key to the problem was under the old man's bed.

I slowly squatted down and walked forward a few steps, using my sword to open the old man's bed curtain.

I thought it would be some magic weapon, but I really didn't expect that what I would see when I opened the curtain was Jinsuocheng's head.

His eyes were wide open, and there was blood in the corners of his eyes.

Why did the old man put Jinsuocheng's head under his bed, and why did Jinsuocheng become like this?

Without thinking, he directly used the sword in his hand to pierce Jinsuocheng's head.

Then he brought the head out and threw it to the ground again.

"If I'm not mistaken, the problem lies with this thing. This thing is very powerful. I don't know if the old man who died lost his life because he picked up this thing, or because of some other reason?"

After I picked this thing out, I could clearly feel that something was wrong under the bed.

I shook Jinsuocheng's head, and Wang Jiuye grabbed his hair and held him in his hand.

Make sure this thing will not cause me any danger.