Grabbing the steamed buns and stuffing them into his pocket, Mu Fei walked out of the hut and returned to the empty room before.

Looking at the night song above his head, Mu Fei knew that he had to find Xiang Li quickly.

He had barely taken a few steps when he heard a faint sound.

I looked left and right, but I didn't see anyone's shadow. Mu Fei shook his head, and asked if he had heard it wrong.

However, the sound continued, a faint whining that sounded like someone was whimpering, not like he had misheard.

Carefully discerning the source of the sound, he walked slowly as he identified the direction, and finally came to the wooden door at the other end of the room.

Leaning on the wooden door and listening, the whimpering sound was indeed coming from behind the door.

Mu Fei knew that now was not the time to meddle, but he couldn't hold back the doubts and curiosity in his heart, and gently pushed the door open.

First of all, he was greeted by a blood so strong that he almost suffocated, accompanied by a rancid stench that was almost disgusting.

Walking into the room, Mu Fei couldn't help but cover his mouth.

There was no other furnishings in the room, only two stone platforms, shaped and sized like the operating table in a hospital, about one meter two or three above the ground, standing alone in the empty room.

On each of these two platforms is a human body, a part of a human being.

Blood slowly flowed down from the countertop, like a faucet that was not turned off, dripping down drop by drop, constantly making a ticking sound.

Neither of the two men on the stage had limbs, and judging from the broken places, their hands and feet should have been torn off alive. The wound was tied with a tourniquet so that the two men did not die of excessive blood loss.

Not only that, but the remaining torsos of the two of them all had marks of being bitten by wild beasts, and one of them had a large piece of flesh down his shoulder, and only a black and bloody gap could be seen.

What angered Mu Fei the most was that the two of them were still conscious, and the whimpering sound he had heard outside before came from the mouths of the two of them.

Resisting the urge to close his eyes, Mu Fei walked into the stage with his eyebrows locked. The identities of these two people can also be seen from the limbs left on the platform, they are Chen Bin's subordinates, the two investigators who infiltrated the "breeding farm" to listen to 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 saw Mu Fei at this time, recognized his identity from his clothes, and made a "woo" sound from their mouths.

They couldn't speak at all, and their eyes when they looked at Mu Fei were filled with an extremely special pain.

Mu Fei immediately understood that these two people were begging him for death.

He drew the long knife he had used to open the way in the mountains and pressed the blade to the neck of one of them.

"I'm sorry." Mu Fei said softly, unconsciously revealing a touch of sadness in his tone.

The man who was 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 and bound 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, and it was also the first time he had killed someone, killing ordinary humans.

At that time, he couldn't make a move in the face of Feng Li, but now he didn't hesitate at all.

His heart, after so many battles, seemed to gradually harden cold. Mu Fei looked at his hands and could see that they were covered with blood.

Either way, the impact of the first killing was huge, and the two of them were still his companions, members of the same guild.

For a while, Mu Fei was consumed by a strong sense of self-loathing and could hardly continue to act.

"Goo." A rapid birdsong brought his consciousness back to his senses, and he suddenly remembered that he had more important things to do.

Not daring to make any more stops, he rushed out of the room after the night song, running quickly through the building, and along the way, Mu Fei kept easily dealing with 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 were intertwined, and now he just wanted to rush to Xiang Li immediately and solve him with his own hands.

Running and running, new doubts arose in Mu Fei's heart.

Secretly said that he had been in this building for a long time, and there was a lot of movement, why didn't Xiang Li react at all?

Could it be that guy is waiting for him in the place where Bai Ye is held so calmly?

I always felt that something was not quite right.

……

After the number of enemies decreased, Qi Haojun's pressure suddenly decreased a lot, and he controlled the double knives to fly continuously in the open space.

Soon, only the last C-class demon was left in front of him.

Qi Haojun withdrew the scimitar that flew out in his hand, and then rushed directly towards the enemy.

The knife fell in his hand, and the C-class demon couldn't support it in front of him for a few seconds, and he was cut to the ground.

Standing up straight, he looked around and was relieved to see that no new enemies were emerging from the inside of the "feedlot".

"Whew, I'm really tired of uncle." Qi Haojun said to himself, "I don't know how Afina kid is progressing." ”

Qi Haojun took out a cigarette and lit it, took a sharp puff, and felt a lot more comfortable after exhaling the smoke. I thought to myself: Although Mu Fei's kid is good, he is always inexperienced, and he is soft-hearted, especially when facing the weak, he will always unconsciously show mercy to his subordinates. It doesn't matter if he's alone in there, right?

The more he thought about it, the more relieved he felt, Qi Haojun took two deep puffs of cigarette, snuffed out the remaining half and threw it on the ground.

"What a troublesome boy." Qi Haojun held the scimitar in both hands and walked towards the direction of the "Breeding Farm" building.

After not walking a few steps, Qi Haojun suddenly stopped, raised his head, and stared at the gate of the building in front of him with his whole body guarded, and after a while, cold sweat dripped from his wrinkled forehead.

Inside the gate, the lights on the first floor went out at some point, and it looked pitch black against the backdrop of the moonlight outside.

Qi Haojun stared at the pitch black, his eyes unblinking, and he didn't dare to look away.

I don't know how long it took, but it felt like a long time, and the sound of "popping" came from afar in the darkness, like footsteps from the depths of hell, from far and near.

As the footsteps got closer and closer, Qi Haojun's hands holding the scimitar became tighter and tighter.

The figure of a man gradually emerged from the dark doorway.

A gray cloth overalls, medium stature, not fat or thin, ordinary appearance, and an affinity smile. The man who appeared in front of him only made people think that he was an ordinary worker.

"Hehe," Qi Haojun smiled at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were very serious, "It's fun now." With that, he raised his hand, tied the half-length hair that had been draped over his shoulders behind his head, patted his forehead, and looked at the man in front of him with a high spirit.