Disaster Shelter

Wen Wen, who was grabbed by the neck, suddenly grabbed Old Mike's hand.

Old Mike sensed something was wrong, this new employee was a little too calm, he couldn't be the legendary 'demon hunter'.

At first, he didn't think of this, because he has always been safe and secure, and the monsters hunted and killed by the demon hunter are all jumping monsters.

Anyone who expressed disdain for the demon hunter in public was executed in an extremely cruel way by the demon hunter in public.

Thinking of this, Old Mike immediately increased his strength.

With his strength, even an iron ingot can be easily deformed, let alone a human bone.

But his palm was held by Wen Wen's slender palm, and he couldn't continue to pinch it even with all his strength.

Wen Wen's fingers, like steel pliers, sank deeply into Old Mike's palm, and his metacarpal bone split open.

Then with a strange smile on Wen Wen's face, he broke off his fingers one by one. Old Mike howled like a pig, but the crematorium was so remote that no one could hear his screams.

The old Mike, who was suffering from unbearable pain, pushed Wen Wen out with his other hand. Wen Wen flew out very quickly, but when he landed, he was as light as a leaf.

He put his toes on the ground, quickly rushed in front of Old Mike, and poked Old Mike's throat with his five fingers together, and he immediately passed out.

Huh, done.

Wen Wen clapped his hands, looking at the old Mike who fell to the ground with a strange expression.

The next thing to do is simple. I hope my makeup skills can fool those idiots.

...

In the gloomy and cold cellar, hundreds of human corpses were neatly stacked.

There were men and women, old and young, all dead bodies that had been sent for cremation.

Among these corpses, a bearded man wearing only underwear was tied up with a thick iron chain, and there was a small iron plate with runes engraved on the iron chain, which made the bearded man unable to lift his strength.

The bearded man snorted twice, opened his eyes, and saw his situation, his expression changed dramatically.

What on earth are you going to do?

This bearded man was of course Old Mike. His injuries had healed during his coma. The strength of monsters like living corpses far surpassed that of humans, and as long as their brains were not damaged, they would not die, and the rest of them could recover slowly.

In front of the old Mike, stood a slightly thinner old Mike. This old Mike had many wrinkles and spots on his face, and his eyes were smaller than the original old Mike.

At first glance, it looks similar to the old Mike, but if you look closely, you can find flaws.

You're blind, I'm pretending to be you. Wen Wen replied without hesitation.

Old Mike sneered and said: Then your camouflage skills are really bad enough, you don't think you can hide it from others, do you?

Monsters like living corpses have a very interesting characteristic. One day a month, they will become emotionally unstable and abnormal in shape, unable to completely cover up their own form.

I call this characteristic Uncle Lai. As long as I use this reason, I can hide many of your acquaintances.

And... Wen Wen paused for a moment: The most important thing about pretending is not the appearance, but the temperament.

Black smoke billowed from Wen Wen's body, and a terrifying and evil aura emanated from his body.

Old Mike was horrified, the guy in front of him looked even more like a monster than him.

Seeing that the preparations were almost done, Wen Wen was about to leave the cellar, so Old Mike called Wen Wen to stop.

You didn't kill me, there must be another use, as long as you can let me go, I'm willing to do anything.

Wen Wen stopped, his body trembled twice, and then he laughed out loud.

Treasure your last time. I'm going to starve you for five days first, and then cut off your whole body, leaving only a head for you to eat yourself.

After hearing Wen Wen's words, Old Mike shuddered. A living corpse needs to eat every day. If he doesn't eat for three days, he will lose his mind. According to Wen Wen's approach, he might really eat himself.

Wen Wen chuckled and said, I didn't want to do that either, but you said you like to eat raw, so I'll let you eat yourself.

Old Mike asked tremblingly: At that time, I would say that I like cooked food...

Oh, then kidnap a monster and let him cook your body and feed it to you. Wen Wen pushed open the cellar door and walked out: It's great that you like raw food, otherwise I would have to catch extra monster.

The heavy iron door closed, and old Mike felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

There is food everywhere, but he can only endure the hunger until the hunger swallows him, and then he ushers in his own end.

This new demon hunter is probably the most evil existence since the city of Yalan appeared.

Some powerful monsters hidden in the city, compared to this one, are as pure as young girls.

...

With the identity of old Mike, Wen Wen's actions were much more convenient, and he came to the manor outside the city again.

After seeing Wen Wen, the guard stretched out his hand to stop Wen Wen, and said in a gentle tone, I'm sorry sir, I can't let people in until the meeting starts.

Wen Wen glanced at the guard, the vicious and cruel eyes made the guard tremble.

I'm here to find Istan, I can't go in, so just call him out.

After listening to Wen Wen's request, another guard rushed in to notify him. A moment later, a fat goblin carrying a golden sack and less than one meter tall walked out of the manor and looked at Wen Wen proudly: It's you Come find me.

Wen Wen immediately changed into a smiling face, and dragged Yi Sitan to the corner.

I'm here this time to discuss a business with you.

What business? Estan was very impatient.

It's like this. Tomorrow's meeting will definitely need a lot of living people as food. Wen Wen showed the look of a profiteer: But the cost of living people is too high. I have hundreds of accumulated corpses here.

Istan's eyes lit up. The organizers of the meeting did give him a lot of money to buy living people. If they could be replaced with corpses, he would be able to reap a lot of benefits.

No, no, the taste of the corpse is bad. Estan pretended to evade.

Wen Wen took a step forward: Trust me, I guarantee that there will be no problem eating, but this requires me to deal with the corpse myself before serving the meal. You know, I am a living corpse, and I have a way to make the corpse change in a short time. Be alive.

Yi Sitan suddenly said: I remembered, you are the old Mike of the crematorium, I can rest assured that you will operate it.

After some conversation, the two happily reached an agreement. Yi Sitan didn't notice the loopholes in Wen Wen's words, and he felt that it was normal for a living corpse to 'live' a corpse back to life.

Two hours later, Wen Wen, wearing a pink gauze, hired someone to transport the corpses of more than a dozen carriages to the manor.

Well, adjust the update time, the next chapter will be at eleven o'clock tomorrow morning, and the second chapter tomorrow will be at five o'clock in the evening.

I have written all the chapters, and I will not be pigeonholed. In addition, you can check the update time. After this chapter was published, two chapters have actually been updated today.