"Are these people a criminal syndicate or a cult?"

Outside the iron gate, Su Cheng noticed that the human skin hanging in the house was still fresh, and it looked like it had just been peeled off from the deceased's body not long ago. And it is very clean, there is no dust stain, and it may have been carefully maintained.

From the outside, the deceased was a woman, and she seemed to be very young, about the same age as Izumi Yoshioka.

The question is why these people deliberately peel off the human skin after killing people and carefully preserve them. What exactly is their purpose?

At the moment when Kurosawa closed the door, Su Cheng flashed silently, observing the movement inside through the keyhole outside the iron door.

"This time the goods are good, the boss will definitely be satisfied. A few of you, go and ask the boss to come out. In the bloody house, the flat-headed man with a scar on his left eye looked at Izumi Yoshioka who was unconscious a few times, and licked his mouth with some excitement.

The expressions on the faces of several little brothers who were playing cards around the table suddenly froze, and they squeezed out a smile that was even uglier than crying.

"That, my stomach suddenly hurts a little, you guys play cards first and I'll go to the toilet." A little brother at the card table who was holding the head of the plane saw that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and wanted to slip away.

It's just that as soon as he stood up, he was caught by the flat-headed man, "Don't grind for me, hurry up." ”

After a while, Su Cheng saw that these people actually pulled out a black coffin from the house.

The little brother knocked on the coffin board three times, and at this time, the heavy coffin lid suddenly cracked a crack, and a dry palm with white hair stretched out of the coffin.

"Mom!"

The little brother who knocked on the coffin was almost scared, and when he was about to dodge, the white-haired palm grabbed his neck like lightning, and then grabbed him into the cold coffin with a hard pull.

Screams of horror echoed through the house, red blood spilled out of the coffin, and everyone, including the flat-headed man, shuddered and chattered their teeth.

Endless fear, spreading with blood.

It didn't take long for the monster inside the coffin to seem to be full, and a black shadow quickly emerged from the coffin.

White-haired zombies!

Su Cheng's eyes widened, and he only felt that his heart sank, he didn't expect that a creature like a zombie really appeared in the real world. It's ridiculous that these people are actually looking for food for zombies.

"Boss, boss."

The flat-headed man was soaked in cold sweat, and he forcibly endured the fear in his heart and respectfully handed a tissue to the white-haired zombie standing in front of him. The flesh and blood on this zombie's body had been dried, withered like dead tree bark, and its eyes were deep-set, making it look particularly hideous and terrifying. But if the flat-headed man dares to show a trace of fear or disgust on his face, I am afraid that the end will be the same as the little brother of the plane head, and it will become his food.

The white-haired zombie took the tissue and wiped his mouth stained with human blood, and cast an eerie gaze on the unconscious girl.

"Ho-ho, this is the prey you caught?"

"Yes Boss, this girl is a street singer. If you don't have any relatives or friends in Tokyo, no one will find out if you go missing, and no police will find your Miike-gumi. ”

Miike group?

Su Cheng recalled, he seemed to have heard the name of the Sanchi Group from Chu He. It is a notorious association active in the Shinjuku area, and has been linked to some pornography incidents and cases of loan sharks and drugs.

This white-haired zombie is the boss of the Miike group?

"Well done."

The white-haired zombie's voice was hoarse and low, like a whisper from the Netherworld, which made people feel terrifying.

Then, Su Cheng was shocked to see that this white-haired zombie actually put on that fresh human skin and transformed into a beautiful woman with a hot body.

"This white-haired zombie should be a man, I didn't expect him to have a transvestite."

Su Cheng was speechless, feeling that his three views had been subverted.

After the white-haired zombie puts on a woman's skin, it looks very strange and uncoordinated, both in terms of action and expression. However, when ordinary people meet this woman, they would never think that there is a terrifying zombie inside.

If a pervert accidentally made an appointment with this white-haired zombie dressed in human skin, this picture was too beautiful, and Su Cheng didn't dare to think about it......

"This pair of skins is about to wear out, and we have to replace it."

The object of the white-haired zombie's skin change is naturally Izumi Yoshioka lying in front of him.

After turning into a zombie, he is very afraid of the sun and cannot be exposed to the sun for a long time, and must wear a human skin to move in the sun. So, the white-haired zombie asked the people of the Miike group to help him collect human skin materials.

At this time, a touch of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the white-haired zombie-turned woman, and the black nails suddenly became longer, stabbing at Izumi Yoshioka's throat like a sharp knife.

Last time, he used black nails to completely peel off the human skin from the deceased's body.

However, at the moment when the white-haired zombie's nails touched the girl, a knock on the door came from outside the iron door.

The younger brothers of the Miike group suddenly became alert, and they picked up short knives, iron rods and other weapons, and cautiously approached the iron door.

"Could it be that the police have discovered us?"

"No, there seems to be only one person outside."

The flat-headed man glanced at the young man standing outside through the crack in the door, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. If what they do is exposed, I am afraid that they will spend the next life in prison.

Knock knock.

After a few seconds, the knock on the door sounded again, as if knocking on the flat-headed man's heart.

"What for?" The flat-headed man was silent for a while, and it seemed that if he didn't respond to this person, he wouldn't leave here for a while.

"Takeaways."

Takeaway?

How could anyone have delivered takeaway to this abandoned building?

Could it be that the wrong address was delivered?

"Boss, do you want us to go out and get rid of him?" The flat-headed man was stunned for a moment, and then turned back to ask for the white-haired zombie in human skin.

A touch of bloodlust and ruthlessness flashed in the depths of the white-haired zombie's eyes, and he adjusted his voice and said in a thin female voice, "Let him in." ”

The flat-headed man didn't dare to disobey the white-haired zombie, but he didn't know why the young man outside seemed to make him feel very weird.

Maybe it's an illusion, no matter how you look at the person outside the door, it's just an ordinary takeaway delivery person.

However, he did not take it lightly, and said to Huang Mao beside him, "Zhongtang, you go and open the door." Then don't tell him anything, just drag him in. ”

The flat-headed man showed a ruthless look on his face and motioned for Huang Mao to open the door. Then he and the others lay in ambush in the house with weapons, waiting for Huang Mao to drag him in.

"No problem, leave it to me."

After a while, the iron door opened from the inside, and Huang Mao pretended to reach out to grab the takeaway box in the hand of the "takeaway brother", and said with a curse in his mouth, "Why did you send it so late, do you want to starve Lao Tzu to death?" ”

However, the next moment, a cold light suddenly lit up in front of Huang Mao's eyes.

The knife light slashed, and the arm that Huang Mao grabbed at Su Cheng was cut off by a touch of knife light. When he reacted, Su Cheng kicked him in the chest, directly kicked the yellow hair upside down, and fell heavily at the feet of the white-haired zombie.

Fortunately, Su Cheng put the weapon into the character inventory when he went out, and it was very convenient to take it out. Otherwise, if he waits for the police to call the police and let the police deal with it, Izumi Yoshioka may have died.

"Ahh My hand! ”

Yellow Hair's arm was severed from the elbow, and blood gurgled from the wound, quickly staining the ground red.

With a successful knife, Su Cheng rushed into the house with a flash of action.

The flat-headed man who was ambushed next to him realized that the comer was not good, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he frantically raised his machete and chopped it off Su Cheng's head.

It's just that the speed of the flat-headed man is slow in Su Cheng's eyes, like a movie slowing down.

Easily dodging the flat-headed man's attack, the knife in Su Cheng's hand was sent forward, piercing the flat-headed man's chest without any suspense.

Then, Su Cheng held the handle of the knife with one hand and slashed to the right, directly smashing the sternum of the flat-headed man.

A large amount of blood splattered out, and Huang Mao and the little brother of the Miike group were all stunned, as if it was a killing god from hell who appeared in front of them.

"Don't!"

Kurosawa, who had tricked Izumi Yoshioka into coming here, screamed in horror and wanted to flee from here.

In the next second, a line of blood appeared on his neck.

The blood line bloomed, and Kurosawa's head fell from his neck, and there was still a frightened expression on his face.

Before he died, Kurosawa probably didn't expect that the girl he had deceived before would also beg him to spare his life. But Kurosawa pushed the innocent girl into the bottomless abyss with his own hands.

The screams continued to sound, and several more corpses soon appeared at Su Cheng's feet.

Facing Su Cheng, who had strengthened his sensitive soul and had reached an inhuman level of speed and nervous reactions, the flat-headed men, the thugs of the Michi group, had no room to resist at all, and were easily killed by him.

These Sanchi people all have a lot of lives on their hands, and they all have reasons why they should go to hell. Killing these people, Su Cheng did not have the slightest psychological burden.

Su Cheng didn't notice that the horror game on his phone seemed to have subtly changed his personality.

In other words, it was impossible for him to be so calm and calm after killing so many people before.

However, such a change is not necessarily a bad thing.

Bang bang bang.

Seeing Su Cheng kill the little brother of the Sanchi group in one go, the white-haired zombie not only did not feel afraid, but became excited.

"I didn't expect a master to target me, are you from the police department?"

The white-haired zombie didn't seem to care about the lives of these men, and waited until they were all dead before slowly standing up.

Su Cheng took a deep breath and focused his attention on the white-haired zombie in human skin.

"You want to kill me?" The white-haired zombie smiled, with a sarcastic smile on his face, "It's useless, the knife in your hand can't kill me at all." ”

Ever since Miike turned into a zombie, no one has been able to hurt himself with a knife. Even a thermal weapon of the firearm type is difficult to threaten him.

"Heh, it's obviously a zombie, but it's quite a lot."

In the next second, Su Cheng kicked the ground violently, and instantly rushed to the white-haired zombie like a preying cheetah.

Then a knife slashed at him in the chest.

The power of the demon attached to the blade burns the wounds of the white-haired zombie like a flame from hell.

The long-lost pain spread through the body of the white-haired zombie like an electric current, and Miike's eyes widened, revealing infinite horror.

Su Cheng can actually hurt him!