I met unscrupulous teammates at the beginning, watch me turn the tide

Follow the west and get closer.

As I walked, an iron fence appeared in the swirling clouds in front of me.

This iron fence is still quite strong and has not collapsed despite the erosion of time.

Judging from the shape of the fence, it should be a park.

In the old days, this was a government project and generally speaking, the materials used were sufficient.

But what surprised Shen Bei was.

There were more than thirty corpses hanging on this section of the fence!

Each corpse was placed in the same way, using the triangular decoration on the fence, inserting the back of the corpse into it, and then hanging on it, swaying.

These corpses were very fresh, obviously they had just died, and you could even see some of them still bleeding.

Shen Bei glanced at the fence of the execution ground that looked like hell.

I couldn't help but frown.

This move should have been done by a third party.

But this is some weird behavior.

Is it worth killing one and moving one?

What kind of fetish is this?

Squirrel hoarding behavior?

"No wonder Sanmu wants to hunt down the third party. This guy has killed many people."

As to why the number of enemies in the town inexplicably decreased, the answer is about to be revealed.

Shen Bei did not touch the corpses hanging from the iron fence, even though they might have crystal cores on them...

The truth is, the spoils do not belong to you, and the situation is unclear at the moment, so it is better not to search for them for the time being.

After all, someone who can kill so many people silently must be very capable.

It is much more efficient than killing people yourself.

Shen Bei continued to move forward. The upper half of the body on the iron fence was completely covered by fog, and a pair of bare feet hanging down from the hanging body were exposed in the middle.

It can also be seen that some bodies have fallen down, obviously caused by the fight between a third party and Miki.

Shen Bei walked in front of the iron fence full of corpses, which made people feel indescribable panic.

Shen Bei would not be surprised if these corpses fell to the ground, no matter how scattered they were.

But hanging on this kind of iron fence gives people a creepy and chilling feeling.

Shen Bei held the sniper rifle and lowered his body as much as possible to prevent the feet of the corpses from touching his head.

After a few breaths.

“Ding ding…, ding ding ding…”

Shen Bei, who was on his way, suddenly heard this faint but sudden sound.

Shen Bei shook his ears twice and could clearly hear a sharp knocking sound from the iron fence not far ahead.

Shen Bei immediately lay on the ground, began to crawl, and started to move towards the left front.

Clinging to the damp and cold stones, he crawled towards the place where the sound of metal knocking came from.

Due to the heavy fog, the town was empty as a dream, and the metal sound was intermittent, mixed with the rattling of chains.

When Shen Bei quietly crawled under an abandoned car and slowly aimed the sniper rifle at the front.

The illusory mist floating at the end of the sight gradually became thinner, revealing a slender figure.

Shen Bei shuddered all over and couldn't help but cry out in his heart:

"Damn it, I ran into a living ghost. It turned out to be this!"

In the hazy fog, I saw a woman wearing a brown pointed bucket hat and a black and green robe, lying on a dead body, sobbing and muttering something in her mouth.

And that corpse was none other than Sanmu!

Miki, dead!

Seeing this kind of thing here, Shen Bei felt his hair stand on end. The sobbing woman had a long, sharp wooden-handled knife on her right hand, and in front of her head was a wooden barrel stained with blood.

The scenes before our eyes are exactly like a living person falling into hell.

The woman seemed to be carrying out some dark and evil doctrine. She lay on the corpse, muttering to herself like a crying ghost.

Of course, this was not what shocked Shen Bei the most.

Whether in the old times or in the new world, there are many superstitious people.