Xu Ran looked at him with a smile, and his eyes were shining brightly under the light of the firelight.

He used to be a killing machine, and at the same time a very powerful hypnotist.

Between the two options of homicide and hypnosis, he prefers to use hypnosis to kill.

Because the feeling of manipulating people is like playing with marionettes, which makes people have an inexplicable sense of superiority.

A moment later.

I don't know why, as the cool breeze blew through the corners of his clothes, a strange look suddenly exuded on his face.

His face changed, becoming less gentle, more inscrutable.

Hypnosis is a skill, but also a killing technique, no one because of suicide and blame others, and hypnosis can be realized, let a person die without knowing it, this is hypnosis, hypnosis that can kill people and do not have legal responsibility.

Remember, the last time he used hypnosis to kill someone, it was ten years ago.

At that time, he could make people sleep peacefully with one look, and it can be said that he is familiar with it.

But now, although he is not very handy, he can still do it with simple hypnosis and charming mind.

At that moment, his eyes snapped at him, and he suddenly realized that the apostle was not dead, and then smiled.

In a flash of action, he came to the apostle, and in his surprised gaze, his hand grabbed his shoulder directly, and then lifted it hard, and an adult weighing more than a hundred catties was directly lifted up by Xu Ran, and then he threw it in the direction of Yashente.

Suddenly, a figure flew towards Yashente.

Yashente looked ahead with a frightened expression, only to feel the figure flickering, instinctively raised the gun, and pulled the trigger towards the comer.

"Bang!"

A loud gunshot pierced the silent night sky.

The minced meat exploded with a bang, and a figure split into two in an instant.

Those blank eyes stared at the visitor.

"Die! Die! No one can dodge my bullets, no one I can't kill, hahaha......"

Yashente roared almost madly, his pale blue eyes looked muddy, and Xu Ran's hypnosis was like a magic spell, gradually devouring his soul.

As the gun went.

The shreds of flesh stained his clothes red, but Rao still hadn't woken up from the hypnosis.

Xu Ran looked at Yashente but shook his head slightly and sighed.

He could see that the Yashente in front of him was an extremely proud person, and his heart was extremely vicious. If he hadn't calculated himself without taking into account the lives of others, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

As everyone knows, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and heaven is a good reincarnation.

When his mind was too relaxed, it happened to be an opportunity for Xu Ran to launch hypnosis.

Thinking about it, he lifted his blood teeth, and came to Yashente's body one by one, but he didn't expect that at this time, Yashente suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, but he bit his tongue hard to make himself sober. In an instant, those misty eyes became clear again.

But he was already awake.

However, Xu Ran's trend did not stop, and in the moment of Yashente's awakening, a red light wiped away from his neck.

With a whoosh, the bloody fangs sliced through the air, sending out a sword roar.

Yashente looked startled, then his eyes rolled, and he reacted instantly, he quickly raised the sniper rifle in his hand to block the bloody tooth in Xu Ran's hand, but the bloody tooth was indestructible, cutting metal was like cutting tofu, and it couldn't change the ending at all.

I saw that after the bloody fangs cut off the sniper rifle, he directly cut off half of Yashente's palm.

Suddenly, Yashente only felt a chill in his hand, and then a colic pain came from the palm of his hand.

He suddenly glanced up at Xu Ran, and then a few words burst out from between his teeth. ”

"Good, you're good."

Then, regardless of his injuries, he showed a hideous sinister smile.

"I can't kill you, but you can't kill me either."

After speaking, he used his other hand to take out a transparent medicine bottle.

And Xu Ran really saw that the bottle was filled with some black insects, and it was like particles that were a few points smaller than mosquitoes.

Then in Xu Ran's surprised gaze, Yashente threw the glass bottle in his hand to the ground, and in an instant, there were countless black dots scurrying around.

But it was the insects that flapped their wings and flew towards the place where the living were.

"You can play with them slowly, and I will definitely double this account for you."

With that, he jumped down the mountain.

Xu Ran saw that these insects had no actual harm, but he was not afraid, and found a fire to burn all the insects that flew to his side.

He was a little puzzled about the origin of these bugs, it stands to reason that Yashente would not, and for no reason he took out some useless bugs to scare people, thinking, he shook his head and looked at the place where Yashente disappeared.

Then he ran to the place where Yashente had disappeared and took a look, only to realize that the place where Yashente was just now was on the edge of the cliff.

It seems that he let him escape!

Xu Ran sighed, he knew that Yashente's escape this time meant that there would be another enemy in the future.

Let the tiger return to the mountain, and there will be endless troubles.

He walked and looked for Huang Na's figure, but where Huang Na had stopped, he found a dagger.

He couldn't help but be curious and picked up the dagger.

At first glance, it turns out that this dagger is very peculiar.

It was a pitch-black dagger, about forty centimeters long, with a very peculiar workmanship, without a hilt, and the blade was directly connected to the handle.

And there are many lines engraved on the dagger, and there is one pattern that Xu Ran has also seen, that is, the pair of wings.

The iconic motif of the God Organization.

"Someone else has been here before?"

He muttered to himself, his eyes scanning his surroundings.

After making sure that no one else was lurking in the shadows, he turned his attention to the dagger again.

This dagger was obviously left by someone else, but there were no extra footprints on the ground, and Xu Ran couldn't guess whether it was deliberately left by the enemy.

But I saw that the footprints on the ground were a little messy, indicating that there were traces of a fight before, and it was very likely that Huang Jing was against someone else.

However, looking at this dagger, he could also guess that the owner of this dagger must be a person of considerable weight in the divine organization, at least the same level as the escaped Yashente.

With a soft sigh, he glanced up at the night tonight.

Hazy and cloudy, as if someone had deliberately arranged it, the sky above this strange altar was shrouded in a mysterious and mysterious color.

His gaze suddenly became a little foggy, and he didn't know what would happen on the next road, maybe when a person was lonely, strange thoughts would always pop up.

But soon, he thought of Wei Yan, thought of Uncle Li, and finally couldn't help but think of Huang Jing and Huang Na.

He's still a concern.

In the shadow of the moon, he dragged his tall and thin body through the forest.

Swift and eager.

can imagine how the mood of a person with concern is ups and downs.

......

A hundred kilometers away, inside a dilapidated house.

"Knock knock" suddenly and quickly knocked on the door, alarming the owner of the house.

The door opened, and an old lady stepped out of it.

She is a local villager, in her sixties, and her name is Mara.

Although the clothes she was wearing were a little old, they were not tattered, and they were very well matched overall.

She has a face that has been destroyed by time, the skin on her face is dull and withered, but she has very delicate facial features and angular cheeks.

The long, perfect arc extends from the chin to the forehead, and the bright eyes shimmer with brilliance and brilliance, and at first glance, there is still the beauty of youth.

She is a well-known village doctor in the village, but at the same time she is also the most unpopular person.

Because in the mouth of individual women, she is the widow of a Kefukezi.

To put it mildly, it's a disaster. If there is nothing going on, the average person rarely visits her.

But at this moment, she welcomed two guests, a young man and a middle-aged man.

She looked at the two men in surprise and found that both of them had gunshot wounds.

The young man was shot in both legs, while the older man was shot only once, with a wound in the shoulder.

Originally, Mara didn't want to help these two people of unknown origin heal their injuries, but she was also a Buddhist believer.

After some consideration, I finally let down my guard.

The Buddha said: Save a life, win the seventh-level floating slaughter.

What's more, she is a doctor, and it is her responsibility to save people.

"You're in," she said, opening the door and closing it again when the middle-aged man had walked inside with the young man on his back.

"Thank you" Although the middle-aged man couldn't understand what Mara said, he still expressed his gratitude in his native language.

When Mara heard what he said, she was slightly stunned, and then she figured it out.

It turned out that they were not from their own country.

After this, she welcomed the middle-aged man to the small wooden bed. Then he carefully took out the bullets from the two of them, and at the same time found some herbs and applied them to the wounds.

The middle-aged man thanked him gratefully, and then took out a dozen red bills from his pocket, but Mara did not accept them, but pushed them in front of the middle-aged man.

"It doesn't need so much."

Mara's words were a bit stiff, but the middle-aged man could understand them.

That's a stiff sentence in Chinese.

Then she took out a red bill, took out some loose money in the drawer, and gave it to the middle-aged man.

"That's enough, this money is for you."

The middle-aged man hesitated, glanced at the female village doctor in front of him in a daze, and finally sighed and put it away.

But just as he put his hand into his trouser pocket, there was a slight shock in his trouser pocket.

The middle-aged man frowned, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, but it was a message with a familiar name on it-Xu Ran.

That's right, these two people are Uncle Li and Wei Yan.

Since leaving the village, Uncle Li took Wei Yan and ran to several places, but he was rejected because he saw the gunshot wounds on their bodies and didn't want to get into trouble.

After a lot of going around and around, he came to this place, but fortunately it was relatively remote, and the people were simple, and there was no such deceit as in the city.