Crimson Comes

The atmosphere in the entire meat factory seemed to freeze.

There is only a strong smell of blood, and because of the air pressure, it keeps piercing into people's noses.

"Then come in."

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, the person behind the table suddenly said, "I also want to know how dare Ouyang let you, a kid, come here."

Following his words, the oppressive atmosphere in the workshop suddenly dissipated.

The workers sat down in silence one by one, and continued to deal with the lives at hand slowly and silently.

Wei Wei's face suddenly filled with a smile: "Okay, okay."

Then he turned around and told Ye Feifei: "You wait here, don't cause trouble."

Ye Feifei's tense skin seemed to be taut, and he secretly nodded to Wei Wei and blinked.

Indicate that he has something to signal to himself immediately.

Wei Wei ignored her hint, put his hands together and laughed to the workers around him:

"Brothers, forgive me, you are busy with your work."

While talking, he walked towards the inside of the factory without any precautions, and saw that Yuan Guaizi behind the desk had already got up.

Seen from behind, he was a short but very strong man.

He has disheveled hair like a chicken coop, and a blood-stained plastic apron is tied around his body.

It was only early spring, and you could see a few black bean-like flies flying around him non-stop.

He didn't even look back at Wei Wei, but walked towards the inner room leaning on a heavy metal crutch.

He raised his hand and pressed a switch, and a heavy iron door opened in front of him.

Yuan Guaizi clenched the metal crutch in his hand, turned his head to look at Wei Wei, and nodded with a smile on his face:

"Come in with me!"

"..."

It was only then that Wei Wei could see his face clearly.

I saw that his cheeks were thin, with a messy beard, and his eyes showed an unusual dark red color.

The facial features are clearly the appearance of ordinary people, but they appear distorted and arrogant.

This is a distorted temperament that can only be cultivated through long-term depression and bitterness in the heart.

Wei Wei seemed to be frightened by him, his neck shrunk slightly, and he nodded.

Yuan Guaizi walked into the room behind the metal door leaning on crutches, and Wei Wei followed him in, but Yuan Guaizi didn't see any button pressed, but the metal door behind him had been silently closed. Shut him in completely.

"Hehe, you are very bold."

Yuan Guaizi walked towards the sofa facing the metal door, his voice hoarse: "Even Old Gun didn't dare to come in with me directly..."

"is it?"

Wei Wei replied with a smile, took out a black short gun from his back waist, swung it fiercely and smashed it on the back of Yuan Guaizi's head.

The shot hit hard enough that Yuan Guaizi almost fell forward like a log.

But Wei Wei moved very quickly. He took a step forward, grabbed Yuan Guaizi's arm, kicked the metal crutch in his hand onto the sofa, and at the same time pressed down with his left hand, pushing Yuan Guaizi's head directly. Pressed against the tiled wall.

The muzzle of the gun was directly pointed at the back of his head, and he smiled politely: "Uncle Yuan, I have some questions and I want to ask you for advice."

"If you don't say anything, I'll blow your head off..."

Chapter No.17 Friendly Advice

Yuan Guaizi's body was strong enough, his head was dazed for two or three seconds, and then he suddenly reacted.

He couldn't even believe that this happened, but his whole face was pressed against the wall, his body was locked tightly, he couldn't touch anything, he couldn't use his strength, shame and anger made his neck The veins on his chest exploded, he gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Bastard, are you courting death?"

"..."

"Why do you always say that in the first sentence?"

Wei Wei smiled, the gun in his hand was still pointing at Yuan Guaizi's head.

Stretching out his hand to pull his right arm, he pulled him who was stuck to the wall around in a circle, and then fell heavily into the sofa.

Then the muzzle was sent to his forehead, and he said with a smile: "I don't like to be verbose, so just say what I ask you."

"Calling you Uncle Sheng for your sake, isn't it just an information dealer in a small shabby place?"

"..."

"Why would Ouyang send you such a stupefied young man?"

Yuan Guaizi gritted his teeth.

I don't know if it was a collision or anger, blood was almost oozing from the dark red eyes.

He stared at Wei Wei, and said:

"You are ruthless and fierce enough, but do you really think that I can be manipulated by your threats?"

"Hey, you pointed the gun at my head, but you know, if I yell, you and that chick will..."

"..."

Wei Wei frowned, and suddenly pointed the gun down, pointing at his still intact leg.

Hook the trigger.

"Bah!"

The blood exploded, and the bone balls splashed in all directions along with the blood, Yuan Guaizi let out a muffled groan.

The reason for the muffled snort was because Wei Wei covered his mouth in time.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Wei Wei looked directly at the twisted muscles on Yuan Guaizi's face, and his bloodshot eyes due to the severe pain.

Keep looking straight like this, until Yuan Guaizi got used to the intense pain caused by the sudden sharp pain, and he couldn't help crying out anymore, then he slowly squatted down, and put the one next to him that was still emitting green smoke. The bullet casings were picked up.

The bullet casing burned his finger red almost instantly, but he seemed unconscious, and gently waved in front of Yuan Guaizi, saying:

"Do you know this kind of bullet?"

"Special high-energy bullet model 1 of the Demon Hunt series."

"A blood coagulant is added to the warhead, which can effectively restrain the ability of the demon-infected body."

"The code name is Qingtougui, and we all call it the mung bean fly."

"But as the cheapest bullet, the effect is actually mediocre. What I value more is its other effect."

"Privilege to kill!"

"This kind of bullet appeared at the scene of the murder. Even the security department will not investigate it. It will only be transferred to our foundation."

"So, I acted with you, not because I was afraid of those people outside, but because I was kind-hearted, and I didn't want to kill them all in one go because of such a trivial matter. Of course, if you don't cooperate, you must It's not impossible to kill them all..."

"..."

"But before I go on a killing spree."

He moved the muzzle down, pointed at Yuan Guaizi's crotch, and said, "I want to ask you for some clues. In the apartment building on the side of Stinky Water Street in the west of the city, there appeared a person infected with a death demon, a junior, infected. It shouldn't be long, have you heard?"

"you……"

Yuan Guaizi's almost chaotic heart once again felt inexplicable horror, but suddenly became sober.

He felt the gun barrel, which was still hot, pointing at his important position.

But now, his leg that had no problem at all is exuding a sharp pain that makes him almost dizzy, which makes him almost crazy, and he is even afraid, whether this leg will be like the other leg The same end, but this extremely strong fear and anger, but when he realized that the opponent's second shot was aimed, he was forced to wake up by stronger fear.

He couldn't imagine why such a crazy guy suddenly came under Ouyang's hands.

But looking at the smile on the face of this guy in front of him, he found that when this guy spoke, he seemed to be very... sincere!

It is an intuition, an intuition of walking in the world of demons.

It made him aware of a certain temperament in Wei Wei.

There are all kinds of people in this world, and all kinds of unexpected contests.

But often, whoever is crazier wins.

The current Yuan Guaizi was suddenly caught in the heart by the cold and crazy aura of the other party.

He is still not sure whether the guy in front of him is serious about killing everyone, and he is not sure whether he really has such a strong confidence or is bluffing, but he can see from this guy's bright smile and his absolutely calm expression. Eyes can be sure:

At least he didn't care if he killed himself or shot himself in the crotch.

"That thing I..."

Yuan Guaizi took a few deep breaths, and suddenly wanted to speak.

"Wait."

But Wei Wei interrupted him suddenly with a smile, and pinched his thumb on a vein at the back of his neck.

The smile on his face became more gentle, and he said, "Say it!"

Just as Yuan Guaizi was about to speak, the words suddenly stuck in his throat.

He has been in the circle for so long, he is not the most powerful, let alone the most mysterious, but his knowledge has always been not shallow.

Wei Wei just made such a simple movement and didn't say anything.

But he remembered a secret polygraph, an interrogation trick learned only by certain professionals.

This silently dispelled a lie that had just been suppressed in his heart.

He took a heavy breath, and said in a low voice, "I've never heard of the person you're talking about..."

"As far as I know, there is only one thing related to the God of Death recently, or suspected to be related."

"..."

Wei Wei smiled and said, "Tell me."

Yuan Guaizi frowned and said, "If you are really under Ouyang's command, how could you not know about it?"

Wei Wei's face was very gentle and patient, but his fingers moved to the trigger a little disobediently.

Yuan Guaizi glanced at Wei Wei's finger that was on the trigger.

Seeing that finger seemed to be contracting intentionally or unintentionally, his breathing seemed a little heavier.

But he tried his best to control his emotional stability, and said, "I said."

"Someone stole a corpse."

"The stolen person was the daughter of an official of the Ministry of Finance of the Administration Department who died not long ago."

"It's the best age. She just graduated from university. It is said that she is engaged, but on the way back from trying on the wedding dress, she died unexpectedly. The family members are very sad. In order to fulfill her dying wish, she made an exception and asked her to choose the dress herself. her wedding dress was buried."

"..."

Yuan Guaizi took a few breaths, and said again: "It's just that no one thought that the body would be stolen shortly after it was buried."

"The funerary objects and jewelry in the tomb were completely untouched, only the corpse was stolen."

"This incident was reported by several media outlets and attracted the attention of many people, including you."

"Because there are not so many organizations and sects that need fresh corpses, and this is the only one that was stolen, so some people suspect that this has something to do with the death sect. If it is usually only such a corpse, maybe It doesn't attract your attention at all, but because of the special identity of the deceased, I think your people have already started to investigate this matter now..."

"..."

"Stolen corpse?"

Wei Wei frowned, thinking about what Miss Lucky is busy with now.

I heard during the dinner before that she was busy with something that needed to be investigated, but she was not sure if it was indeed related to the demon power, so that there was not enough manpower in this idle scrap iron city, so it was my turn And Ye Feifei shot.

Could it be this one?

It's just that one is the daughter of an official and the other is a mine worker.