Xia Yanzhen deliberately used his strength to avoid blowing the tour guide to pieces with this shot.

The blade of the blood-weeping gun is only averagely sharp, which is comparable to the blood-burning sword that can drop from the tenth floor to the basement.

The Weeping Blood Gun can't just blow people to pieces.

It can also be done by nailing it.

"Are you okay?" The tour guide turned his head with difficulty and saw a blurry outline with his peripheral vision.

"What did you just do?" Xia Yan really couldn't see the red smoke.

He could only be sure that the tour guide opened his mouth and made a spitting gesture.

"You're dead! You're dead! The village chief won't let you go!" The tour guide's face became extremely distorted.

She just revealed some information in order to protect herself and escape, and to spread the word.

But I didn't really give in.

Now that my hope is shattered, I completely fall out.

"Are these his last words?" Xia Yanzhen pulled out the Weeping Blood Gun. The look in the tour guide's eyes gradually disappeared and he collapsed in front of the gate.

There was a fist-sized hole left in the iron door.

Xia Yanzhen opened the iron door.

A gust of night wind blew, and the fresh air outside dispersed the smell of blood in the auditorium.

Xia Yanzhen turned around and said, "Take a flashlight, put on a jacket and trousers, and come with me."

He planned to send these people out first...to the car or something.

This auditorium is not good to stay in anyway.

Fishing once is enough, and these people will not be the only ones coming next time.

A group of people moved hurriedly, put on long clothes and long trousers, and followed Xia Yanzhen.

Don't wander down the side roads in the village. You won't get lost on the main road - there is only one road.

There are street lights on both sides, but they are not turned on.

It was dark on both sides of the road, and there were no lights on in the houses.

There is a bright moon hanging in the sky.

Even without a flashlight, it won't be completely dark.

For Xia Yanzhen, the visibility brought by this brightness is enough.

He didn't need a flashlight and walked forward.

Xia Yanzhen seemed to be walking, but his steps were urgent and very fast.

The person behind you needs to run all the way to keep up.

Fortunately, they were tired after a day's driving. They were more mentally exhausted. The actual physical exertion was not much, and they could still run to keep up with Xia Yanzhen.

At this time, everyone wanted to escape from this devil's cave as soon as possible, gritting their teeth, and no one dared to speak or leave behind.

Xia Yanzhen didn't need to remind him aloud, he just forced himself to do his best.

Suddenly, Xia Yanzhen stopped.

People behind him stopped one after another, breathing heavily.

Not far ahead, a few lights cut through the darkness.

Someone walked out from both sides of the road and turned on their flashlights one after another. Dozens of lights shone randomly, shining on the faces and bodies of Xia Yanzhen and the others.

"Oh, oh~~"

An exaggerated cry sounded.

The leading man said angrily: "Look what I found, a bunch of cute little lambs, why did you escape? Now is not the time for hunting."

Xia Yanzhen took a casual look and found that there were about sixty or seventy people, more than the ones delivering food just now.

Not all villagers arrived.

They must have estimated the time and went to the auditorium one after another to start the "uncovered meeting".

Xia Yanzhen looked at the leading man, who was Mediterranean, had a fat head, big ears, and a big belly as if he had been pregnant for ten months. He looked as ugly as if he was insulting the male protagonist in an ADV game.

He should not be the handsome village chief that Tour Guide Cao Fang and others say.

However, it is also possible that the village chief is actually very ugly. What special means were used to make him look handsome in the eyes of others?

What Xia Yanzhen saw was the true face.

So, be safe.

"Are you the village chief?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

"no……"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Weeping Blood Gun roared in front of him, and Xia Yanzhen had already taken action.

What nonsense?

In this village, everyone except the village chief can die, but the village chief can die later.

After confirming that this person was not the village chief, Xia Yanzhen took action decisively.

Although Mediterranean was not the village chief, he was probably a minor leader in the village. He suddenly dodged to the side and narrowly avoided Xia Yanzhen's shot.

Although it is not a spear stab, this shot is definitely not slow.

It is enough to prove that the strength of this Mediterranean is stronger than those of ordinary villagers.

After stabbing the two villagers behind Mediterranean with one shot, the surrounding villagers immediately rushed up.

Xia Yanzhen turned the gun and swept sideways.

This time it’s a real sword attack!

A large space was suddenly cleared around them, and at least twenty villagers were chopped into two pieces and died immediately with the sword slash.

These villagers are not weak in strength.

If the Dream Apostle had not had his ability sealed, and was not really trapped in a siege by hundreds of people, he should be able to fight his way out.

If it is weakened by the seal, it may be dozens depending on the situation.

This is based on the fact that the villagers have no special abilities.

If there were, the situation would be completely different.

In short, for regular dream apostles, not being confrontational is definitely an important goal in completing the mission.

Within three days, secret investigation is the normal and correct choice.

Xia Yan is really not a normal apostle of dreams. He has not been weakened much. These villagers are far from his opponents.

He didn't care about the Mediterranean Sea where he was rolling on the spot to avoid being slashed by the sword.

Xia Yanzhen took out the blood-burning sword and charged into the villagers. Blood, fire, and screams rose together under the night sky.

Every sword and every shot can take away the lives of several villagers.

Within a few breaths, there were less than five villagers left in this group.

These people's sense of crisis "belatedly arrived", so they panicked and ran backwards and to both sides.

Being chased by Xia Yanzhen, one at a time.

Screams sounded from the other side.

The Mediterranean man rushed into the crowd, grabbed a person and held him hostage: "Don't mess around!"

A group of people dispersed and stood on the roadside without making the mistake of panicking and getting separated.

"Put those things down of yours!"

Mediterranean screamed at Xia Yanzhen, "Or I'll kill her!"

"Oh." Xia Yanzhen raised his hand and took back the Burning Blood Sword and Weeping Blood Spear into the Wrath of the Sun.

Mediterranean had just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the other party making a slightly strange gesture.

Immediately afterwards, the Sky-piercing Bow appeared in Xia Yanzhen's hand.

Draw the bow and nock the arrow, aim and release, all in one go.

Mediterranean has just had the idea - isn't he afraid that I will kill the hostage?

His head was pierced by an arrow, and the hand he was preparing to use suddenly lost strength and fell backwards.

"Let's go." Xia Yanzhen greeted without even looking at the body.

A group of people followed him, running faster outside the village this time.

Not long after, another light shone on his face.
To be continued...