After explaining at home, and asking Huang Miji to pay more attention to the surrounding situation, Ye Hongjin came to the nightclub where he lived during the day.

Although it was daytime, the nightclub was not deserted, and the comings and goings were still bustling, but the Yin Gathering Vientiane Array was hidden, and there was no sign at all.

On the surface, it seems that being killed by the three little minions did not cause a great reaction in the shelter, at least Ye Hongjin did not find that the night manager had increased the number of peripheral personnel.

But just in case, Ye Hongjin still waited honestly and quietly for two days, and the little ghosts sent out also sent some information one after another.

On the evening of the third day, Ye Hongjin came alone to the East Outer City of Sanshan City, where there was a property that Ye Hongjin had secretly purchased recently.

Passing by the market and buying some fresh garlic casually, Ye Hongjin arrived at his own property in a two-story small building and courtyard, and a lot of flowers of different seasons were planted in the courtyard, and the fragrance of the flowers could be smelled from a distance.

Smiling slightly, closing the door, Ye Hongjin did not enter the living room, but went directly down the stairs to the basement. As soon as the door opened, a heavy smell of blood wafted out, and there were some inaudible gasps.

Naturally, what was locked up here was the werewolf who was beaten by Ye Hongjin at that time and only had half a life left.

In the past two days, under Ye Hongjin's conditioning, the werewolf seemed to have gasped, and it seemed that he was basically out of danger, but he was very weak, and a big tongue drooped like a dog, panting heavily.

"Don't rush to chance, you will regret it later, you are still alive." Ye Hongjin's words were very light, but they made the werewolf tremble.

Staring at the werewolf for a moment, Ye Hongjin went out and dragged back a large cross more than one person high from the courtyard, this thing was dismantled from an abandoned church, it is estimated that it is not worth a few dollars, but for werewolves, these things have some power.

It seemed a little inconvenient to tie up a werewolf more than two meters tall, and Ye Hongjin had to raise the cross to be proper. Then he pinched the werewolf's mouth and poured a few bags of blood into it, all of which, of course, were livestock.

"Recover well, there are still many things to ask you later."

A few bags of blood poured down, the werewolf groaned comfortably, and the wounds on his body healed a little faster, seeing that the effect was good, Ye Hongjin turned around and touched a three-inch-long fruit knife on the table.

"I can't let you die, and I can't let you recover too much, you say it's too troublesome, but I heard that garlic, silver, and crosses have special effects on you, I'm just doing some experiments, you bear with it, don't die."

The small basement was instantly flooded with screams, but the basement was so well insulated that it was not heard at all from the outside.

"Scream, scream, no one knows if you cut your throat, this place is really hidden enough......"

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In the past few days, the nightclub where he lived was quiet and still in full swing, but Ye Hongjin always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong, as if a fierce beast was lurking around him and was about to be killed at any time.

Ye Hongjin was still cautious at first, in addition to staying in the temporary stronghold and tossing the werewolf these days, he was throwing some strange things in his own home, and even the entire area around Building No. 4 was covered by a large number of hidden defensive measures.

Some old short swords, broken halberds, various finger-sized bronzes, and a large number of folded paper talismans were all set up in various corners by Ye Hongjin. Zhang Xiaoxiao saw with his own eyes that Ye Hongjin pressed a palm-sized jade turtle on the chandelier in the living room, cut his fingers, and drew a complex formation pattern with blood, and then blocked the color.

Occasionally, Lin Mo downstairs will come up to find Zhang Xiaoxiao, Ye Hongjin also acquiesced to Lin Mo, a frequent visitor, and sometimes he didn't avoid drawing talismans, Lin Mo always came to Ye Hongjin, who was called by an uncle, was soft-hearted, which was not less complained by Zhang Xiaoxiao.

"You dead badass, big pervert, eat and eat, hold you to death."

After sending Lin Mo away, seeing that Ye Hongjin had eaten her favorite three-color ice cream in the refrigerator again, Zhang Xiaoxiao pouted and muttered quietly.

These days, Zhang Xiaoxiao's sister Zhang Xiaoyun did not appear, nor did she urge Ye Hongjin to investigate her case, it seemed to have disappeared like this, Zhang Xiaoxiao muttered occasionally, but did not ask much.

Eliminating the ice cream in his hand, Ye Hongjin greeted the little monk and went out again.

Ye Hongjin walked around Sanshan City, and then arrived at the two-story courtyard in the suburbs where werewolves were kept.

Coming to a simple wooden table, Ye Hongjin poured the things he brought on the table, pinched the towel on the table and slowly wiped the scalpel in his right hand, the scalpel that was only three inches long was stained with blood, and there were three large buckets standing next to it, all half a person high and one meter in diameter, and the smell of blood wafted all over this room that didn't seem to be too big.

He tossed the towel into one of the large buckets, then turned and dragged out a chair and sat down, and directly across from him was a bloodied, completely formless humanoid creature bound to a large cross, with several layers of flesh and skin peeled from all over his body, and in some places bones and even internal organs.

"I'm curious, if it's a human, it's already dead many times!"

Ye Hongjin picked up the cup of tea next to him, smelled it, and then put it down again, "The blood that flows out of the light is more than one and a half times the amount calculated by ordinary people, you creatures, you really damn it!" ”

The man, no, the werewolf struggled and roared, but in vain, and when he looked closer, he saw that his body was firmly fixed to the cross by a dozen or maybe more silver nails, and that its face had been stripped away to reveal the roots of its teeth, and it seemed to want to say something, but it could not open its mouth.

Several large infusion tubes were connected to his abdominal cavity, sparsely but steadily transfusing blood to the werewolf, and the werewolf's damaged flesh was wriggling strangely under the effect of these infused blood, although it was very slow and slow, it was healing itself.

"I've done a few experiments to find the balance of blood injection, don't worry, I won't die for a while."

Using the tool pliers next to him to pull out a few silver nails that had been corroded and blackened, Ye Hongjin frowned, "The recovery ability is strengthening, the blood's resistance to silver is beginning to increase, about fifty percent of the silver nail effect is beginning to decrease, and the heart's hematopoietic ability seems to be strengthened..."

As he spoke, Ye Hongjin took out the newly created silver nail and re-nailed it to a few fixed points on the creature's body with a hammer, followed by the creature's hoarse roar, low and weak.

"Okay, that's it for today, the internal energy content of your body is decreasing, tomorrow is a tipping point, if you are still so silent tomorrow, maybe tomorrow I should try to dig out your heart and see!"

Ye Hongjin stood up, with a cold killing intent in his eyes: "I hope you can tell everything you know, don't worry, no one will know that you are in my hands, no one!" ”