This is not a weird story

This man is not weird. It seems that he is a participant, and a participant with quite terrifying strength.

He killed all three staff members and three investigators by himself. The strength of the three investigators was already very good. Although the other party had the reason for a sneak attack, he wanted to kill them easily in one fell swoop, even if Suya had just contacted the investigator and she knew it would be difficult to do.

The other party came prepared, and the target was the fishing rod in his hand.

Su Ya first wanted to put the fishing rod in the inventory, but for some reason she couldn't do it.

She subconsciously grabbed the fishing rod with both hands and took a step back, just in time to exit the door on the rooftop, but she also stepped on the body of one of the staff members.

Su Ya was so frightened that she quickly took a step back to avoid the corpse.

The man still stretched out his hand, keeping an extremely gloomy smile on his face, and licked the corner of his mouth.

It seemed that he didn't care about Su Ya's life or death at all. He didn't kill her immediately at this moment, as if he was enjoying the fear exuded by his prey in the face of impending death.

"Don't even think about taking the fishing rod back into the inventory. Nothing can be taken back in my domain." The man said with a gloomy voice.

puff!

As soon as he finished speaking, a small metal blade appeared on the back of Su Ya's right hand, piercing the back of her hand, and the tip of the blade passed through the palm of her hand.

Su Ya groaned in pain and unconsciously let go of the fishing rod with her right hand. At the same time, the palm of her left hand felt pain again, as it was also penetrated by another metal blade.

The appearance of these sharp blades is too weird, it doesn't look like they are flying from the sky, because no matter how fast they are, there are always traces to follow. They suddenly launch an attack and appear directly on the target!

The pain in her left hand caused the fishing rod to finally fall down, but almost at the same time, a hand stretched out from behind Su Ya and caught the fishing rod.

The strange man looked shocked and solemn.

Because the reason why he didn't snatch Su Ya's fishing rod immediately was because the fishing rod would generate curse power during use. If he grabbed it and touched it at that time, he would be counterattacked by this power.

And if he waits for a while, the fishing rod has just been used, and after the power of the curse dissipates, Su Ya will be completely killed, and he will take it slowly.

But who knew that at this moment, someone would dare to reach out and grab this fishing rod without fear of the power of the curse! ?

The invisible curse power from the fishing rod made a pop sound in the palm of the hand holding the fishing rod in the next second, and was crushed like a bubble by this hand.

The fishing rod was returned to Su Ya.

"Hold it with both hands and step behind me."

Su Ya hugged the fishing rod in surprise, her hands couldn't help shaking, and looked at the person in front of her.

"Aunt Wen?"

A figure wearing a cloth mask stood in front of her, separating her from the strange man.

The next second, the strange man gently held his right hand, and the metal blades scattered on the corpse on the ground disappeared instantly. When they reappeared, Wen Qiong's "butcher mask" made a popping sound on the surface.

None of these metal blades could instantly penetrate the mask's defense, and they were all isolated.

At the same moment, Wen Qiong took a step forward and dived towards the strange man.

The man did not retreat. Instead, his eyes turned slightly red, he licked the corner of his mouth, and gently clasped his left hand again.

Those suspended metal blades disappeared on the spot. When they reappeared, Wen Qiong's right thigh, middle abdomen, left arm, right shoulder and other body parts made a popping sound.

All these locations were pierced by sharp metal blades that suddenly appeared, bringing out large amounts of blood.

However, Wen Qiong seemed to have no time to pay attention to the appearance of these injuries. He just raised the meat cleaver in his hand at the same moment and blocked his heart.

While other parts of the body were injured at the same time, the meat cleaver at the heart also made a crisp sound, as if something was ejected, but because the speed was too fast, nothing was seen.

The gloomy man's expression changed slightly, knowing that his most fatal blow was blocked by Wen Qiong. Instead, he attacked other parts of the opponent's body, but Wen Qiong ignored him.

The woman wearing a cloth hood and mask in front of her was less than two meters away from her.

The man couldn't help but take a step back, his pupils narrowed slightly, and he saw a bloody and violent aura raging from Wen Qiong's body. His breathing couldn't help but stagnate, and all the energy and blood in his body seemed to stop running at this moment.

Wen Qiong's meat cleaver was still more than one meter away from him, and even though his wingspan was not enough, he had already slashed down.

Although he felt that the opponent could not hit him due to the distance, the man still instinctively felt that he wanted to dodge, and also wanted to directly control those metal blades to intercept Wen Qiong's attack.

At such a critical moment, one must not hesitate, but the man had never seen Wen Qiong's attack method before. He hesitated for only a few tenths of a second. When the sharp blades came back and pierced Wen Qiong's body again, his right shoulder suddenly As soon as he sank, a severe pain came, and half of his body was suddenly numb.

"It hit me from such a long distance!"

When he lowered his head and looked down, he saw that the blade of the meat cleaver had completely cut into his shoulder, and the back of the knife could not be seen.

The man roared, and the metal blades under his control were fiercely inserted into Wen Qiong's body. But at the same moment, he could feel an extremely violent force from Wen Qiong's body, making it impossible for the metal blades to penetrate any further.

At this moment, a metal sharp blade suddenly approached Wen Qiong's heart from behind, and instantly pierced under the shoulder blade.

But at the same moment, Wen Qiong held the handle of the knife with both hands, and a strange laugh came out from under the mask. It sounded like a vicious, bloodthirsty, terrifying existence that had always been dealing with raw and cold blood.

The meat cleaver on the man's right shoulder was pressed down hard, and with a crash, half of his body was cut open by the cleaver. A real heartbreaking feeling spread throughout his body. The man's angry expression instantly froze, and his eyes were both surprised and horrified. , and also revealed a sense of disbelief!

The metal blades controlled by him lost their function, some fell to the ground, and some were still inserted into Wen Qiong's body.

The man's head drooped, and he weakly glanced at his broken body. He never expected that the matter was about to succeed, but in the end he would end up with a violent death.

"Who...is this woman?"

The last thought stayed in the man's mind forever. His body fell to the ground, drowned by a large amount of blood and spilled internal organs.

Behind the rooftop door, Su Ya stared at the scene in front of her in stunned silence.

She no longer felt any fear and forgot to tremble. She just looked at the woman with the mask as if she had returned from hell in blood.

She still remembered Wen Qiong's appearance when chatting with her in the house, her kind tone and gentle temperament. When she talked about her son Wei'an, she could not conceal her loving tone, and the kindness he treated her.

Take another look at the woman in front of you.

Su Ya suddenly shuddered, reacted, tried it, and found that the fishing rod could be put back into the inventory after the man died, and she immediately ran to Wen Qiong.

"Aunt Wen! Are you okay?"

Enduring the pain in his palms, he supported Wen Qiong, but Wen Qiong actually stood very steadily.

At this time, the violent aura on her body was quickly receding. Although Su Ya could still feel it, she was not as scared as before.

Wen Qiong shook his head, and the metal blades stuck in his body were squeezed out by a strange force and fell to the ground with a clang.