Grabbing the steamed bun and stuffing it into his pocket, Mu Fei walked out of the hut and returned to the empty room before.
Looking at Ye Ge above his head, Mu Fei knew he had to find Xiang Li quickly.
After taking a few steps, he heard a slight sound again.
I looked around and saw no sign of anyone.
Mu Fei shook his head, wondering if he had heard wrongly.
However, the sound continued, and the faint whining sound was intermittent.
It sounded like someone was whimpering, not like he heard it wrongly.
He carefully identified the source of the sound, walked slowly while identifying the direction, and ended up in front of the wooden door at the other end of the room.
I pressed it against the wooden door and listened.
The whimpering sound was indeed coming from behind the door.
Mu Fei knew that now was not the time to meddle in other people's business, but he couldn't suppress the doubts and curiosity in his heart and gently opened the door.
First of all, what came to him was a burst of blood that was so strong that he almost suffocated, accompanied by a rancid smell that made him almost nauseous.
Entering the room, Mu Fei couldn't help but cover his mouth.
There were no other furnishings in the room, only two stone tables, similar in shape and size to a hospital operating table, about one and a half meters above the ground, standing alone in the empty room.
There is a person tied to each of these two platforms, or in other words, a human limb or a part of a person is tied to each one.
Blood slowly flowed down from the countertop, like a faucet that was not closed tightly, dripping down drop by drop, making a constant ticking sound.
The two people on the stage had no limbs.
Judging from the fractures, their hands and feet should have been torn off alive.
The wounds were tied tightly with tourniquets, so the two men did not die from excessive blood loss.
Not only that, the remaining torsos of the two men both had traces of being torn apart by wild beasts.
A large piece of flesh was removed from one of the shoulders, and only a black and bloody gap could be seen.
What made Mu Fei most angry was that these two people still retained consciousness.
The whimpering he heard outside before was coming from their mouths.
Resisting the urge to close his eyes, Mu Fei walked into the stage with his eyebrows furrowed.
The identities of these two people can also be seen from the remaining body parts on the table.
They are Chen Bin's subordinates, the two investigators who sneaked into the "breeding farm" to find out the news.
Mu Fei gritted his teeth, restrained the anger that was about to erupt in his chest, and looked at the two people on the stage.
The two of them saw Mu Fei at this time, recognized his identity from his clothes, and made a "woo woo" sound in their mouths.
They were speechless at all, and the eyes they looked at Mu Fei were filled with a very special kind of pain.
Mu Fei immediately understood that these two people were begging him to die.
Pulling out the long knife that was used to open roads in the mountains, he put the blade against one of them's neck.
"Sorry."
Mu Fei said softly, with a hint of sadness in his tone unconsciously.
The man closer to him had a relaxed expression in his eyes.
Mu Fei took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, and quickly and cleanly ended the lives of these two humans, ending their pain.
The hand holding the knife was trembling slightly.
This was the first time he had used a weapon other than the demon hunting dagger.
Likewise, this was also the first time he had killed someone, an ordinary human being.
At that time, he failed to make a move against Feng Li, but now he has no hesitation at all.
His heart seemed to be gradually hardening after experiencing so many battles.
Mu Fei looked at his hands and could see that they were covered in blood.
No matter what, the impact of his first murder was huge, and these two people were still his companions and members of the same guild.
For a time, Mu Fei was swallowed up by a strong sense of self-loathing and could hardly continue to act.
"Cuckoo."
A rapid bird song called back his consciousness at the right time, and he suddenly remembered that he had more important things to do.
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Not daring to make any further stops, he rushed out of the room with Yege and ran quickly in the building.
Along the way, Mu Fei kept on easily solving the demons that tried to block his way.
After seeing the tragic situation of the two investigators, Mu Fei became even more anxious, worried that Bai Ye had been poisoned by the other party.
Anger and anxiety intertwined, and now he just wanted to rush to Xiang Li immediately and kill him with his own hands.
As he ran, new doubts arose in Mu Fei's heart.
An An said that he had been in this building for a long time and had made a lot of noise.
Why didn't Xiang Li react at all?
Could it be that that guy was so calm and waiting for him where Bai Ye was imprisoned?
I always feel that something is not quite right.
After the number of enemies decreased, Qi Haojun's pressure suddenly eased a lot, and he controlled his two swords to fly in the open space.
Soon, only the last C-level demon was left in front of him.
Qi Haojun took back the flying scimitar in his hand, and then rushed towards the enemy.
He raised the knife and dropped it.
The C-level demon couldn't stand in front of him for a few seconds before he was chopped down to the ground.
He stood up straight and looked around.
He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no new enemies were emerging from the inside of the "breeding farm".
"Huh, I'm really exhausted, uncle."
Qi Haojun said to himself, "I don't know how the boy Afeina is doing."
Qi Haojun took out his cigarette, lit it, and took a long puff.
After exhaling the smoke, he felt much better.
I thought to myself: Although that boy Mu Fei is very skilled, he still lacks experience and is soft-hearted.
Especially when facing the weak, he will always show mercy unconsciously.
It doesn't matter if he's alone in there, right?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt uneasy.
Qi Haojun took two deep puffs on the cigarette, stubbed out the remaining half and threw it on the ground.
"What a troublesome boy."
Qi Haojun held a machete in both hands and walked towards the direction of the "breeding farm" building.
After walking a few steps, Qi Haojun suddenly stopped, raised his head, and stared at the door of the building directly in front of him with all his vigilance.
After a while, cold sweat dropped from his wrinkled forehead.
Inside the gate, the lights on the first floor went out at some point, making it look pitch black against the moonlight outside.
Qi Haojun stared at the darkness, his eyes unblinking and not daring to look away.
I don't know how long it took, but it felt like a long time.
There was a sound of "papa" in the darkness, like footsteps coming from the depths of hell, from far to near.
As the footsteps got closer and closer, Qi Haojun's hands holding the scimitar became tighter and tighter.
A man's figure gradually emerged from the dark doorway.
Wearing a gray cloth work suit, he is of medium height, neither fat nor thin, has an ordinary appearance, and has an approachable smile.
At first glance, the man who appeared in front of you seemed to be just an ordinary worker.
"Haha," Qi Haojun smiled widely, but his eyes were very serious, "Now we have some fun."
After saying that, he raised his hand and tied back his half-length hair that was originally hanging on his shoulders.
He patted his forehead, braced himself and looked at the man in front of him
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