Weird Regulator

Store... manager... why are you here?!

Everything in front of Jin Xi's eyes was brought back to reality in an instant, and he asked subconsciously in the chaos.

Hong Fu was also frightened for a while. Only then did he feel that a small cut had been made on his neck.

Blood continued to flow down his clothes, but fortunately the wound was not fatal.

But if Ji Li hadn't appeared in time, the two of them would have died in two seconds without knowing how.

However, Hong Fu recovered faster than Jin Xi after all. He immediately felt that Ji Li in front of him was so strange and unfamiliar.

Hong Fu took two unnatural steps back with Jin Xi on his back, and carefully looked at the current scene again.

Ten steps away and about half a foot high, there was an ancient stage with red lanterns faintly swaying in the darkness.

There was nothing on it but thick dust.

Under the stage, there is a source of blood.

Next to hundreds of overturned seats, hundreds of brutally dead bodies were lying sideways. Without exception, all of them had their throats cut with sharp weapons.

There were only a dozen scattered spectators left, still facing away from Hong Fu, immersed in the scene in front of the empty stage, and completely unresponsive to the surroundings.

Then the most eye-catching thing here is Ji Li standing two steps away from them.

The Ji Li at this moment is very different from the ordinary state.

The hair that was originally very long has now been dragged to the ground, and the ends of the hair are soaked in a pool of blood.

He stepped on the blood flowing from the corpse's neck, and in his left hand, he was holding a man who was still twitching, and a long and thin stream of blood flowed down from his throat.

As for the shining silver sword held in his right hand, it was exactly the same as the one held by the actress.

The open windbreaker made a rustling sound, and Ji Li's strange and mysterious gray eyes were looking at Hong Fu and Jin Xi with indifference.

This scene sent shivers down Hong Fu's spine. He had every reason to suspect that all the corpses here were killed by Ji Li.

Ji Li, holding the sword, corresponds to the crying actress in the vision of death.

Why are you here?

In the silence, Ji Li tilted his head slightly and asked softly in a numb tone.

I...store manager, we are on a mission, and there are many ghosts chasing us.

As Hong Fu said this, he walked around Ji Li's position behind Jin Xi's back, who dared not speak.

Well... we are very pressed for time, so I won't accompany you.

After saying this, Hong Fu had already walked around Ji Li and ran away without any hesitation.

After the breath Jin Xi was holding became farther and farther away, he started to look back.

Behind them, Ji Li still held his sword without making any movement, standing in front of the stage and slowly blending into the darkness.

The fog was still thick even after running far away. Hong Fu couldn't see the way ahead clearly, but he just focused on running.

This route should be correct. Although I don’t come to Minguo Street very often, it is near the Seventh Branch after all.

Hong Fu also walked by it a few times when he had nothing to do, so it would be right to run in this direction.

But he estimated the distance in his mind. Logically speaking, at his own speed, he should have left Minguo Street by now.

However, so far, there is nothing in front of him except Qingwu.

Brother Hong, stop running, I don't feel right...

At this time, Jin Xi patted Hong Fu on the shoulder and stopped him.

Did you see anything? Hong Fu wiped the sweat off his face and asked breathlessly.

At this time, the blood on Jin Xi's face had been wiped clean by her sleeves. She did not actually hit her head.

In fact, all the blood on Ding Wangshu's face was splashed on her face when she encountered an accident.

Fortunately, her brain was not injured, otherwise she would not be able to analyze any clues at this time.

She pointed with her hand to the red lantern two meters in front of her on the left, and then pointed to the red lantern in her right rear, and said in a deep voice:

“We must have run in the wrong direction.

Before meeting the store manager, the two lanterns on the right and left were obliquely symmetrical, but after leaving the store manager, the lanterns on the left and right became obliquely symmetrical.

Hong Fu's mind was already in high tension and confusion. He waved his hand and said:

Sister, please stop explaining. I can't tell the difference at all. Just give your conclusion.

Jin Xi's face straightened, she nodded slightly and replied:

That is to say, our left and right directions have been tampered with. We are running in the opposite direction and are heading towards the ghost tide at the entrance!

ah?

Hong Fu's eyes darkened. He quickly took a few steps back and said in shock:

You mean Minguo Street has been recycled?

Jin Xi pondered for a moment and then shook his head and said:

I dare not say this, but I am certain that the root cause of all this must have something to do with the store manager.

Hong Fu sighed, Jin Xi's meaning was obvious.

They must go back the same way and find Ji Li again to find the correct exit.

Hong Fu glanced at his watch. There were 8 minutes left before the end of the mission.

They have lost their vehicle now, but there should be handles at the exit from Mei Sheng and others, so borrowing a car won't be a problem.

Therefore, we must walk out of Minguo Street within three minutes, otherwise we will really fail.

It was difficult to get out, but the road back was calm, and it didn't take long for them to see Ji Li's position again.

When they got closer, they found that Ji Li had grabbed a theatergoer and cut the man's throat bloody with a knife.

The proficiency of the movements meant that it only took less than a second to kill a person.

Hong Fu and Jin Xi can now confirm that so many people died here, all killed by Ji Li alone.

When they looked at Ji Li's back, the fear in their eyes became more intense. No one could say whether Ji Li was still a human or not.

Can't you get out?

Ji Li turned around expressionlessly and shook off the blood beads on his sword, as if he had expected the return of the two of them.

Hong Fu lowered his gaze to the cold blade.

He highly doubted that it was a sinful object because it exuded a particularly uncomfortable supernatural aura.

There are very few sinful objects that can leak their aura, and the only one Hong Fu has ever seen is Fang Shenyan's white-faced ghost mask.

And the sword in Ji Li's palm is obviously an extremely powerful sinful object of this type.

Yes...yes, store manager, our mission time is coming soon. If we can't get out, our three-star promotion mission will fail.

We have neither seen nor remembered what you are doing here. All you have to do is point the way...

Hong Fu was an inspiring person and spoke shrewdly.

Ji Li looked at him calmly, and finally moved his eyes to the picture frame Jin Xi put in his backpack.

Due to the large size of the frame, only part of it can be stuffed into the bag, while the other part is completely exposed.

Ji Li raised his head and asked, What is that?

Hong Fu couldn't look back. Jin Xi pulled out a corner of the skin bag and nervously explained:

This is a necessary condition for us to complete the mission. As long as we bring it back to the branch, it will be considered a success.

Ji Li looked at Jin Xi calmly, without saying a word, just looking at him.

Jin Xi didn't dare to breathe. She felt a strong sense of indifference in this gaze, and the temperament was no different from that of a ghost.

She was afraid that the already moody store manager would kill them all.

After a stalemate like this for half a minute.

Ji Li suddenly felt something, and suddenly grabbed an audience member on his right and sealed his throat with a sword.

After killing another person, he turned his head and gave the answer in a casual tone:

You two hold the picture frame in each hand and run along the exit in your memory. You can leave Minguo Street in less than half a minute.