Weak scum No. 5 quietly hid in the mountain-like garbage heap by the table, through the gap, quietly looking at the place at the door, he was a little excited, if he could have a certain impact on the smiling monster, he would be able to get out of the spider's control, this is what Wu Ziqing promised him over the spider.

"Hehe, there's nothing to be afraid of that guy."

When I thought of the weak scum No. 3 and No. 4 who went back unharmed, the weak scum No. 5 was relieved, that guy was the hypocrite that the spider said.

A blasting trap was placed in the room.,It's right next to the table in front of Weak Scum 5.,Even if there's any accident later.,Just lead the monster to sit down.,According to the information, the equipment on the monster is a garbage equipment wind talk.。

There was a knock on the door, and the weak scum No. 5 excitedly held the gun in his hand, but he didn't lock the door, and the door opened with a creak, and there was a sound of footsteps, and the weak scumbag No. 5 saw the smiling monster that had entered the living room from the gap in the garbage heap.

Teng Yunfei quietly looked at this messy room, there was garbage everywhere, and the walls were full of graffiti, with words and paintings.

Chu Meng's last picture got on a black off-road vehicle, the other party was very smart, he knew that he had someone to assist, and he was also a policeman, so he avoided the city with a lot of surveillance, and went to the more remote countryside in the southeast, where there was a grassland and woodland, just on the side of the road that ran through the east districts 8 to 13, the car passed through the junction of districts 10 and 9 at 12:50 this morning, and drove into the grassland.

The reason why Teng Yunfei came here was to confirm the past life trajectory of the believers of the ID spider and find some rationality from it.

There was a slight tremor, Teng Yunfei smiled, he had already noticed that in the garbage heap behind the desk, there was a person hidden, it should be the weak scum No. 5, and all the actions were exposed under the surveillance.

Weak scum No. 5 quietly pinched the gun in his hand, the muzzle of the gun was already aimed at Teng Yunfei, but he saw Teng Yunfei coming over, about to touch the trap, put down the gun again, his eyes were full of smiles, and he watched Teng Yunfei step over.

Suddenly, Teng Yunfei stopped, and then walked around the table to the wall of the living room, a portrait painting that looked a little weird.

One of Teng Yunfei's hands had already stretched out of his pocket, he turned his back to the weak scum No. 5 in the garbage heap, sneering, his eyes became no longer calm, revealing a sense of excitement, and a killing intent came out of his eyes.

There was a stumbling behind him, Teng Yunfei continued to look at the portrait painting, and didn't pay attention to it, the corner of his eye held back to the garbage heap, he was waiting.

Weak scum No. 5's breathing became a little short, just now, he felt a chill on his back, it was from the monster in front of him, and he didn't move several times when he wanted to make a move, but after thinking about it, weak scum No. 5 laughed.

Even if you fail, you won't die.

In an instant, weak scum No. 5 came out of the garbage heap, raised the gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger.

With a bang, the gun went off, and the eyes of the weak scum 5 widened, and a white light lit up on the right hand he was holding.

With a bang, blood splattered, accompanied by a scream like killing a pig, and the mouth of the weak scum No. 5 was covered with a hand, and the blood was gushing, and his eyes widened in horror.

As soon as he got up, Teng Yunfei bowed down and turned around and took out a flash, cutting off the hand holding the gun in an instant.

"It's too loud, be quiet."

Teng Yunfei looked at the weak scum No. 5 expressionlessly, he nodded, he would not die with such a little injury, he still had 600 faith coins, and his skills were reconnaissance, and they had no actual effect.

A hand pressed on the wrist of the weak scum No. 5, his eyes widened in pain, tears fell down his eyes, he sat down slowly, holding his wrist desperately.

Teng Yunfei found a rope and tied it to the section of the right hand of the weak slag No. 5.

"It's so much blood, but it's going to kill you."

Weak Scum 5 nodded palely.

"I don't know where they went, monster I ......."

Teng Yunfei stood up, continued to observe everything in the room, and ignored the weak scum No. 5, he looked at Teng Yunfei suspiciously, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes stared directly at Teng Yunfei who was pacing in the room.

There are still a few centimeters to step on, step on.

Then more than ten minutes passed, Teng Yunfei rummaged in the room, never stepped on the trap on the left side of the table, the weak scum No. 5 was anxious, the bleeding stopped, the body was very weak but soon after deducting the faith coin, repair the body, his task was completed and he went to find Wu Ziqing, get the faith coin, and everything was safe.

"Monster, can you come and help me?"

Teng Yunfei turned around, walked over from the right side, and stood next to the weak scum No. 5.

"You see there's a piece of cloth over there, it's me who is not good, but I also act according to orders, don't blame me, help me bring it, I'll wrap my hands first."

There was a rag on the left side of the table, and Teng Yunfei walked over with a smile, but stopped when he was more than ten centimeters away from the trap, turned around and grinned.

"How....... What's wrong? Monster, you ......."

Suddenly, Teng Yunfei grabbed the left hand of the weak scum No. 5 and pulled it backwards.

yes

In an instant, weak scum No. 5 fell on the trap, and his body was immediately ignited, and with a bang, the flames in the room exploded, and Teng Yunfei had already rushed out quickly.

"Help me, monster, save me......."

The flames were burning, Teng Yunfei opened the door, did not look back and left the room, and closed the door.

The dying weak scum No. 5's body was charred black, and it was already burning all around, thick smoke was thick, and he covered his mouth in pain.

"What the hell is that guy? What the hell are you doing, obviously he is a hypocrite, he should save me, who will save me, save me........."

In an instant, weak scum No. 5 spat blood, his body began to expand violently, his eyes widened, he whimpered, raised his hands, snapped, and exploded in the flames.

Many people saw the fire in the apartment and took their phones, Teng Yunfei walked out slowly, took a puff of cigarette, and exhaled thick smoke.

"Alright, go straight to it."

The afternoon sun shines through the frosted glass, brightening the whole study, and the psychic operating room quietly holds a book.

The title of the book, Monster.

There was a knock on the door of the room.

"Come in."

The Blood Pupil walked in with a black umbrella in his hand.

"The old man should start, the monster guy has acted, and the people sent out have already reported back."

The Mind Operating Room nodded.

"I don't care about anything after that, I just want to see his third fight, if it's still Technique 9, it's really an unprecedented believer."

With a giggle, Blood Pupil laughed, playfully walked over and picked it up on the desk, and glanced at the book on the desk.

"Old man, under that kid's face, there is something very terrible hidden, after we fought that day, I knew it, and I really know how to disguise."

The psychic operating room smiled kindly.

"Have you ever seen a monster that doesn't bite?"

The Blood Pupil shook his head.

"No, once the monster opens its mouth, it wants to eat people."

Drops of sweat flowed from the forehead of the weak scum No. 2, he held the camera in his hand, standing on the rooftop opposite the apartment building that was on fire, just a moment, the remote shooting equipment in the room was damaged, although the picture was captured, but after he looked at the chaotic crowd below again, he lost the shadow of the monster, and in less than 1 minute, a katana was already on his neck, silently.

"I just filmed, Mr. Monster."

With a click, the camera hung on the ground, and with a bang, Teng Yunfei stepped on it, and then stepped on it several times until the camera was completely destroyed, and he kicked the camera off the rooftop.

But at this time, the weak scum No. 2 didn't dare to make the slightest move, just now he still had an idea, using his initial skills to do something, but now this idea is completely dispelled.

A hand pressed on the back of the weak scum No. 2, and he was terrified, trembling, and a smell of smoke wafted over.

"The weak don't even have the value of survival, what do you think?"

Weak scum No. 2 smiled stiffly.

"Mr. Monster, we are weakling, so we ........"

Teng Yunfei stood up and walked slowly to the staircase on the rooftop.

"Don't come back."

After a while, the weak scum No. 2 finally turned around, let out a long breath, sat on the ground, his legs were still numb, the sense of oppression full of killing intent just now made him breathless, he wanted to do something, after all, Wu Ziqing said that if he could cause damage to that monster, he would be rewarded with 1000 faith coins.

This is an absolute temptation for Weak Scum 2, but in the picture of the camera just now, he saw that when the monster killed Weak Scum 5, there was no hesitation in his eyes, just for a moment, it seemed that for that monster, it was like stepping on an ant to death, completely ignoring life.

The photographer was born weak scum No. 2, who has recorded a lot of things under the lens, and has also seen some cold and ruthless believers, but those believers will show a trace of helplessness in the lens, or sadness, or anger, after killing others, and the monsters under the lens only have pure killing intent.

In the parking lot, Teng Yunfei sat on the M9, holding the steering wheel with both hands, looking at the surrounding pictures on the laptop, a sneaky guy wearing a mask came around from behind, holding a submachine gun in his hand.

With a bang, the M9 started, and suddenly accelerated and retreated, and the people behind him widened their eyes and looked at Teng Yunfei with a cold face in the rearview mirror.

With a click, blood splattered, Teng Yunfei twisted the steering wheel, the engine roared, and he rushed out of the parking lot in an instant, leaving blood marks on the road.

"Get out of the way."

As soon as he got out of the parking lot, on the surveillance screen on the road, several cars immediately followed, Teng Yunfei smiled, and pressed his head with one hand.

"Interesting."