The old man got the benefit, and as soon as the conversation box was opened, he couldn't close it, and said that the flour mill was like a haunted house, and he also said that as long as it rained, there would be strange noises at night, and there were several local dogs who ran over to look for wild food, and the next day there was only a pile of bloody bones, which was said to be eaten by dirty things, and kindly advised them not to go to the flour mill at night, so as not to have an accident.

Wu Liang is an atheist, he doesn't believe in what the old man said about dirty things, dog bones and the like, people are a bunch of lifeless proteins when they die, and there is nothing to be afraid of burnt people, he firmly believes that there are no ghosts and gods in this world, as for what the old man said, it should be a joke, and he exchanged a lighter for a ghost story, it's a good deal!

Cai Kun listened while observing the subtle expression on the old man's face, and he found that the old man mentioned the matter of the flour mill The jealousy in his eyes did not seem to be fake, he was different from Wu Liang, he believed in the ghosts and gods, because Muay Thai fighters believed in willpower, and also believed in the existence of supernatural energy, and ghosts and gods were a manifestation of supernatural energy.

Wu Liang was a little annoyed listening to the old man's chatter, and waved his hand at Cai Kun and said: "Let's go, the evil ghost is afraid of the murderer, I can now be sure that the two guys who robbed the goods are in the flour mill, otherwise why did the Youth League dispatch thousands of people to look for a few days and not see a shadow!" ”

Cai Kun followed back to the car, and suddenly whispered: "Wu Shao, that flour mill may really have a doorway, or if we get to the place and let the three of us go in to trade, you will wait in the car." ”

Wu Liang's face showed a fierce color, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense, Lao Tzu just wants to get the goods back with his own hands, and those two guys, let them know how many eyes Ma Wang Ye has today, get in the car!" ”

Cai Kun gritted his teeth helplessly, didn't say anything more, stepped forward to open the car door and got into it sideways, the wrangler started again, passed the old man who was herding sheep and drove into the distance, the night fell heavily, engulfing the car in endless darkness.

The abandoned flour mill is like a lonely beast crawling in the dark night, quiet and silent, and the thatch around it is rustled by the wind, which also adds a bit of permeating weirdness to this murderous place that once buried more than ten lives, no wonder ordinary people dare not walk around here at night.

The Wrangler's headlights were dazzling, and the stop in front of the flour mill attracted a lot of phototaxis insects, which seemed to be flying diagonally, and the door slammed open, casting four cylindrical lights from above, and Barry and Muga were the first to get out of the car, and their very tacit cat waist flashed left and right, and they already had the guy in their hands, of course, it would not be the spotlight flashlight.

Wu Liang got out of the car with a concentrator in his left hand, and pressed his right hand on the handle of the gun on his waist, Cai Kun stood beside him, the concentrator in his hand was adjusted to only a little light, and he didn't take out any weapons, because he wore four taper nails on the joints of his fists, and this special fist glove was more lethal to him than any kind of weapon.

Barry is holding a flashlight in one hand and a strange-looking pistol in the other, strictly speaking, this can't be called a pure pistol, it's more appropriate to call it a miniature submachine gun, it has a little-known name M1911 submachine pistol, it is a pistol and a pistol that integrates micro-punching, the rate of fire can reach a thousand rounds per minute, but ordinary people can't control its quasi-head at all, except for this modified one, of course, it adds an extra-long magazine in addition to a reducer.