The rate of fire of pistol bullets is generally about three hundred meters per second, 51 Type 7. The 62mm pistol is about 420 to 440 meters per second, and the Type 59 9mm pistol is at 314 meters per second. The pistols held by the three were all assembled and modified pistols, relatively speaking, the range and speed were weaker, but they were also more than 200 meters per second. However, even so, the distance of more than ten meters is naturally impossible for ordinary people to dodge.

But Zhou Chen and Zhang Ziling are not ordinary people at all, both of them are advanced people in cultivation, and their speed of action is extremely fast.

Three shots were fired simultaneously, and each gun fired three or four bullets in succession, but none of them hit the target; Zhou Chen and the others had already exploded the weapons in their hands at this time, and the dagger in Zhou Chen's hand made a "whoosh" sound, and shot towards the chest of the person standing in front, and the specially secret Gu poisonous scorpion in Zhang Ziling's hand also fell into the hands of the two people behind.

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

The next moment, the three of them let out terrible screams one after another, and they didn't react to what was going on at all, because of the severe pain, the guns in their hands fell to the ground; The panicked three people just wanted to bend down to pick it up, and the figures of Zhou Chen and the others came to the three of them, and Zhou Chen pulled out the dagger inserted into the man's chest and pressed it against the man's neck at will. Zhang Ziling held a paper fan, and a sharp needle stood out on the paper fan against the fat-headed, big-eared, fat-covered man, and the neck of the thin man with the other hand was lifted from the ground like a chicken.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me. ”

The man who was put a dagger against his neck by Zhou Chen turned pale with fright, and he was in a cold sweat, covering his chest and hurriedly begging for mercy.

"Humph......"

This person showed a proud and arrogant look from the beginning, and thought he was a powerful master, but he didn't expect that in addition to relying on the guns in his hands, he was so unbearable, Zhou Chen sneered. And the yin soul who was hiding behind and was injured by Zhou Chen was also trembling with fright, and he didn't dare to rush up at all, Zhou Chen snorted coldly and asked lightly: "I didn't swear to live just now, and the king of heaven can't control you." If you die, if you don't enter the Netherworld, won't even the king of Hades be able to control you? How? Scared now? ”

"I ...... I ......"

Men are divided.

"With your cowardice, if you don't rely on it, I'm afraid you won't dare to do such a hurtful thing, who is behind the instructions?" Zhou Chen asked indifferently.

Wounding the yin soul with the evil qi in the dagger, thinking that this thing knows his own level, it seems that this person has no cultivation, and he doesn't even know the way of cultivation; All the reliance is on the guns in your hands, if there is no one behind you to instruct you, how dare you do such a hurtful deed.

injured the yin spirit, Zhou Chen and Zhang Ziling tracked them down, and they encountered a "ghost hitting the wall" at the entrance of the town. At that time, Zhou Chen noticed that something was wrong, it was not the so-called "ghost hitting the wall" at all, but a formation; He has inherited the Bagua lineage, and the exercises he has practiced are also Bagua Shenquan and Bagua Shenwei, and he knows the formation very well, so he naturally broke the formation with a single sword. The entrance of the town was actually arranged in a formation, and it was close to the factory, so Zhou Chen naturally thought that the factory was not so simple, so he sneaked in.

Combined with what happened in the small inn, everything is even clearer.

The targets of this group are those who come to stay at the inn, haunted by ghosts, and make people unconscious or killed; If you encounter a high level of cultivation and can't do it in a small hotel, the yin ghost will design people to fall into the formation and be trapped by the formation, not to mention that ordinary people and even cultivators will think that it is a ghost hitting the wall, but this is a formation, and it is impossible to deal with the ghost hitting the wall at all, so that the trapped people are afraid, and even relax their vigilance, and this group of people will shoot and capture it, and take it to the factory for brutal dismemberment.

It is highly likely that the crumbling corpses were intended for the travelers to eat.

Fortunately, Zhou Chen and the four of them were exhausted all the way, and they were not even in the mood to eat, so they didn't eat the meal made of this human flesh.

"No...... Can't say that he ...... He will make my life worse than death, and my soul will be tortured endlessly after death. The man's face became more and more pale, cold sweat kept pouring out, and he shook his head desperately and said.

"Hmph...... If you don't say it, you think your soul will stay, and I naturally have a way to make your soul fly. ”

"Ah......h

The men present were all frightened, they had seen the power of that person, and they were coerced and lured by that person, so they agreed to do such a "money-making" deed. And that person not only let them do it and let them go, but also sent a powerful ghost to help them, and things went smoothly until they met Zhou Chen and others. But what they never expected was that the young man in front of them was also a master of "playing ghosts", they had already been frightened by that person's powerful and gloomy methods, and now listening to Zhou Chen's words, how could they not be afraid?

Frightened, his legs weakened, he knelt on the ground, cried and wiped his tears and begged for mercy: "Big brother, ancestor, I said, I said, please don't let my soul fly away." ”

"Say."

He ...... He ......, I haven't really seen him, he's like a ghost, every time he comes to me, I don't know where he is. Judging from the sound of him hunched over and talking, he should be around seventy or eighty years old, and he likes us to call him Uncle Ghost, I don't know anything else. The man knelt on the ground, said something, seemed to think of something, and immediately pointed to the female ghost behind him, and said, "She...... She was sent by Uncle Ghost to help us deal with the guests who came here, and she was someone from Uncle Ghost's side, so she should know more than us. ”

Zhou Chen turned his head slightly and glanced at the female ghost, the female ghost's body full of chains kept shaking, her fluffy hair covered her face, she couldn't see her face clearly, only revealing a scarlet eye, and her eyes showed a thick horror.

The man known as Uncle Ghost took control of these people and attacked strange tourists who came here, what was he for?

Definitely not just to satisfy the perverted psychology of killing, there must be a conspiracy.

"What did Uncle Ghost tell you to do?" Zhou Chen withdrew his gaze from the female ghost and asked lightly.

"We don't know, Uncle Ghost just told us to confuse the guest who came to stay at the hotel, imprison him, and then wait for him to come, usually on the day he was caught, he arrived, and I don't know what he did, the man died, and then he ordered us to break up the corpse, make food, and give it to the returning travelers."

"After Uncle Ghost saw the person you caught, that person didn't have any missing body organs except for death?"

"No, it's just that the expressions of death are strange, some with hideous faces, some with fearful faces...... There are all kinds of expressions. ”

If the organ is not lost, it should not be a person who practices the art of mind refining; Since it is not for human organs, it is very likely to be for the soul of people, is it soul refining?

Just when Zhou Chen was in reverie, a gust of wind blew, and suddenly, all the people present looked stunned in fright, with an indescribable look of horror on their faces, even the female ghost standing on the side was trembling with fright, and the frightened eyes of the man controlled by Zhou Chen were huge, pointing to the gate, and said hesitantly: "Uncle Ghost...... He...... He's coming. ”