The battle in front of the restaurant has ended.

Since He Bo fled, the remaining weirdos were no match for Zhao Qianwu and others, and they were all killed in a short time.

The only problem is that Yan Jing and He Bo are missing and their situation is unknown.

"Luo Jia let He Bo go on purpose, as if he wanted to get more clues from him."

Yu Zhen, who had just jumped off the roof, looked at Chengjing Lake, thought of what Yan Jing said when he left, and reminded him.

"He...can catch that monster in the lake?"

The gray mist around Yu Ke had only dissipated not long ago, and she couldn't help but be a little surprised by Yan Jing's decision.

He Bo is their main target tonight. If they let the tiger go back to the mountain due to a moment of negligence, not only will all their efforts tonight be in vain, but He Bo will also be alerted and it will be difficult to have such a good opportunity next time.

"I think he's succeeded."

Putting away his long stick, Zhao Qianwu raised his finger and pointed at the lanterns hanging around the pavilion in the center of the lake.

The blue-gray light and shadow have faded, and the color of the rain has returned to normal, which is enough to prove that He Bo's ability is disappearing.

"The Bald Sword Immortal, this title seems to have changed. I thought the flying sword in the live video was exaggerated enough, but I didn't expect it to be just a small means for him to fight against the enemy... How about calling him Luo Er?" My lord, that Moon-Destroying Sword is truly terrifying."

Taking out the pipe again and taking a puff, Yu Ke recalled the scene in which Yan Jing single-handedly suppressed He Bo's retreat, and smiled with a smile on his face.

I wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but just looking at the weird corpses on the ground that were hard to look at, Yu Ke didn't have much of a smile on his face. His eyes stayed on the three shivering brides huddled together in the pavilion in the middle of the lake. After the silence, he still asked in a low voice,

"How should it end here?"

"Of course, let the townspeople inside the building handle it. Let me tell you, I have become accustomed to communicating with the people these days."

After all, he was one of the chief officers of the Special Affairs Bureau. Zhao Qianwu rubbed his cheeks, made his expression look kinder, and turned around to walk towards the restaurant.

When the battle broke out outside the door earlier, these ordinary townspeople watched the whole process.

In Zhao Qianwu's view, no matter how ignorant they are, they should wake up after seeing He Bo's terrifying appearance and many strange things, and realize that these monsters are not the gods or earthly immortals they imagined at all.

However, what Zhao Qianwu never expected was that as he approached the restaurant, what he saw was a group of people kneeling in front of the Sandu Buddha statue to pray for peace.

Don't get me wrong, they are not praying for themselves or their families.

But He Bo...

"Hey! Are you all crazy?"

Even though he warned himself to stay calm before entering the door, Zhao Qianwu still had veins popping out on his forehead when he saw this ridiculous scene and yelled,

"Those outside the building are obviously monsters. Are your brains stuffed with mud or shit? Are you praying for peace?"

Needless to say, Zhao Qianwu's strong physique and fierce expression are intimidating.

The townspeople who were kneeling and worshiping a second ago immediately got up, but even so, they just huddled together and looked at the former with fearful eyes. They had no intention of speaking and maintained an annoying silence.

To put it bluntly, they stopped praying because they were afraid of Zhao Qianwu.

In the hearts of these people, He Bo is still a god.

This situation really made Zhao Qianwu unable to deal with it. He didn’t understand what kind of ecstasy soup He Bo poured into these people to make so many people respect a toad so much.

I wanted to explain, but I opened my mouth but didn't know where to start.

"It's useless. He Bo has existed in Jingjiang Town for nearly twelve years. Its authoritative image has long been deified by these people, not to mention its existence in a state of intellectual decay. Even we can't bear it, let alone these aborigines. "

As an expert in folklore, Yu Zhen had already anticipated the situation Zhao Qianwu would face. He walked in, patted the latter on the shoulder, and explained,

"These people seem to be very normal, but in fact, without exception, they have all been affected by evil spirits. What we see as ugly and ferocious is the majesty and majesty of God in their eyes."

"Then now..."

"It is useless to persuade these people. They will not agree with what you say, because you are a person who is fighting against the gods in their minds. There is only one way to solve this problem."

"What?"

"Use the most direct facts to break their psychological defenses!"

As if to verify Yu Zhen's words, before she finished speaking, the sound of water breaking could be heard outside the restaurant.

A huge toad head broke out of the water and fell directly in front of the door, covered in lake water. Nearly half of its sharp teeth had been completely smashed, and only a few of the tentacles on its forehead were broken. Three eyeballs were covered in blood. Filled up, he stared directly at the people in the restaurant.

"Hebo Shangshen...Shangshen!"

The townspeople who had been silent to Zhao Qianwu and others a second ago were completely panicked when they saw He Bo's head. The old man who had taken the lead in the sacrifice rushed forward like crazy, not even caring about the crutches in his hands. He staggered forward and fell to his knees in front of his head.

The reactions of the rest of the townspeople were similar. Their faith was completely shattered. Some of the weak ones even fainted. Many people looked at the three people next to them with resentful eyes.

Zhao Qianwu and others did not pay attention to these townspeople at this time, and turned their attention to the figure walking on the shore of Chengjing Lake.

Shuofeng Sword held a sword flower in his hand and put it into its sheath. Yan Jing carried a huge cloth bundle with a diameter of more than one meter on his shoulders and approached the restaurant.

First, he nodded to the other three people and glanced at the townspeople lying at the door. He couldn't help but curled his lips and spat. When he got closer, he didn't even say hello. He whipped his leg and hit him in front of everyone in the building. He Bo's head flew aside.

Standing straight to the position where the head was just placed, Yan Jing, who was soaked all over, looked down at the people in the building who were dumbfounded by his actions just now. A fierce aura suddenly rose around him, and he said in a cold voice,

"He Bo is dead. From tonight on, any of your prayers will no longer have any effect. In addition, He Bo was killed by me, and his territory will be taken over by me according to the rules. I will put it here first. If anyone wants to You dare to engage in these bullshit rituals on my territory... There are still many vacancies for him beside the body of He Bo at the bottom of the river!"

After finishing his words, Yan Jing turned around and motioned for Zhao Qianwu and others to leave regardless of what the townspeople thought.

"Just let them handle it?"

Zhao Qianwu followed him out of the restaurant, but couldn't help but approach Yan Jing and ask.

"Otherwise, are you really prepared to turn these people back into normal people overnight... He Bo's head is more effective than any words!"

From the beginning, Yan Jing had no intention of reasoning with these townspeople who had been affected by evil spirits for many years.

He saw what happened in the restaurant before, and he knew very well that these people had become indifferent to right from wrong. Since reasoning was useless, he might as well use the most direct threat to let these people know that the god they worshiped was now gone. Cool completely.

This place is now "covered" by him, and the rules have changed!

Although Yan Jing couldn't guarantee what kind of results would be achieved in the end, in the final analysis, they would only stay in Jingjiang Town for three days... No, now we should say two days.

It's not even a matter of whether you can escape alive and well, how can you care about what these people think?

"What are these things you are carrying?"

Yu Ke agreed with Yan Jing's statement, his eyes swept over He Bo's head, and finally landed on the cloth wrapped on the latter's back.

"I found some weird things in Hebo's lair. Unfortunately, I didn't bring a camera that can take pictures underwater. It was too dark and I couldn't lock the location. Otherwise, your current background exploration progress should be able to continue. Add a little more.”

That's right, when Yan Jing was investigating the terrifying underwater statue, the progress of exploring the background of the incident had been directly advanced from 3% in the pagoda to 5%, which meant that his second task had been completed. Pause After a pause, I thought of the nightmare scene and added,

"But it's a good thing that I didn't see it, otherwise I might have had nightmares for ten days and a half after I went back."

"What exactly did you see?"

Yu Zhen became more and more curious about what Yan Jing saw and asked.

"Here, do you recognize this?"

He casually pulled out the "long stick" he found earlier from the cloth and threw it to Yu Zhen. Yan Jing had no intention of mentioning the Buddha statue at this time. He needed time to adjust his state.

"I don't have much research on firearms...Zhao Qianwu, can you tell?"

Yu Zhen was stunned for a moment after receiving the firearm, and then handed it to Zhao Qianwu.

"This, this should be a sniper rifle. The craftsmanship is good. However, this style and design structure should have been abandoned decades ago. It is a backward description."

Zhao Qianwu, who was born in the military, got the gun and checked it with ease. He noticed the rust on the gun and looked at Yan Jing with confusion.

"Where did you get this kind of weapon? It is said that modern equipment should not be able to carry torches, and this gun..."

The words stopped abruptly, and Zhao Qianwu suddenly raised his head and looked at Yan Jing.

Yu Ke and Yu Zhen next to them were not stupid, and they immediately realized the problem.

"That's right, I found it in Hebo's lair. Don't tell me you don't believe it. I didn't believe it when I first saw it. I've noticed the development level of Jingjiang Town, and Yu Zhen should also know that in this era, there is no way to believe it. We can’t have such firearms!”

Yan Jing pointed out the key to the problem straightforwardly and said in a deep voice,

"In other words, before us, there were other Ember Apostles... No, it's not necessarily the Ember Apostles, it could also be someone else who can travel through other worlds, and the other person's era may be It was decades earlier than us, otherwise it would not have been possible to use this kind of sniper rifle as a weapon!"

As soon as these words came out, the surprise on Yu Zhen's face could hardly be concealed, and at the same time, Yan Jing's eyes fell on the other two people.

After the previous blood corpse incident in the deserted village, the existence of Xianguan Dao has confirmed to Yan Jing that there were apostles during the last spiritual energy tide. The Secret Service Bureau obviously also knew this, so there was not much surprise on Zhao Qianwu's face.

What really concerned him was Yu Ke.

The man's eyes were fixed on the sniper rifle, and his face looked more like he was reminiscing about something than confusion.
Chapter completed!