Chapter 31 The Past
Wang Wenqi’s gun barrel was trembling.
Xiao Li’s body had melted up to his chest. His face was drooping like a candle, and his eyeballs were still hanging on his melting cheeks.
The detached eyeball moved and looked at Wang Wenqi.
“Captain Wang… save… me…”
As he spoke, Xiao Li’s mouth split open.
The crack extended from the corner of his mouth all the way across his face, and after shattering like a mirror, it revealed another face that was taking shape inside.
The new face was distorted and twisted, making it impossible to tell who it belonged to, except that it was emitting Old Zhou’s voice.
“We… can’t escape…”
“Bang!”
The gunshot instantly exploded in the passage.
The bullet passed through Xiao Li’s forehead, and he collapsed onto the ground like a puddle of melting mud.
“Bang!!”
The second gunshot.
The bullet hit Old Zhou’s heart, and the monster’s distorted throat made gurgling sounds before it too fell to the ground.
After firing two shots, Wang Wenqi, whose mental pressure had reached its limit, slowly lowered the gun in his hand.
He felt like his brain was about to tear apart, and his entire consciousness had become a chaotic mess. He seemed unable to think, only able to stare blankly at the two corpses in front of him.
“Captain Wang…” Xiao Li’s melted corpse suddenly spoke, his lips, stuck to the ground, opening and closing: “Look closely… who did you kill…”
“Hahaha… hahahaha!!”
The eerie laughter instantly brought Wang Wenqi back to his senses.
His pupils contracted violently, and the handgun in his hand slipped little by little until it fell to the ground.
The world in front of him had returned to normal, but what appeared before him was not a monster at all!
A bloody hole appeared on Xiao Li’s forehead, and he didn’t even realize what had happened until the moment he died.
Old Zhou’s reaction was more one of shock and surprise. He seemed completely unexpected to have something like this happen, and by the time he wanted to retaliate, it was already too late.
Wang Wenqi looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, his whole body trembling as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
From the two corpses in front of him, he clearly understood what had just happened.
“Heh heh…”
As Wang Wenqi was in pain and helplessness, a hoarse, old voice echoed in the passage.
“Killing your own kin, what a splendid performance.”
Upon hearing the voice, Wang Wenqi, who was already on the verge of collapse, let out a beastly roar. He quickly picked up the gun from the ground and aimed it in the direction of the voice.
He already knew who this person was, and the suppressed rage in his bloodshot pupils made him want to tear this person limb from limb.
However, he couldn’t move, completely unable to move.
“Gu Qianyang…”
Wang Wenqi could only grind his teeth and utter the name of the person who had arrived, almost word by word.
“I didn’t expect you to know me,” Gu Qianyang’s eyeless sockets, hidden in his hood, stared at Wang Wenqi: “but it’s no use. Although you can’t be used as a sacrifice for the ritual, turning you into a ghoul is also a good idea.”
The more pain and despair a person experiences before death, the stronger the fierce ghost they become after death. Gu Qianyang eagerly anticipated how powerful the ghoul would be after this ghost exorcist, dressed in police clothes, died.
“Now… become my servant.”
Gu Qianyang raised his withered palm, and faint green ghost fire began to flicker on his fingertips.
Wang Wenqi wanted to resist, but his body was completely unable to move, and he could only watch as the hand got closer and closer.
“Bang bang bang!!”
Just then, a series of bullets flew over, and in addition to the bullets, there were also several Zhenlei Talismans.
Seeing these Zhenlei Talismans, Gu Qianyang frowned and instinctively tried to erect a formation to protect himself.
But the Zhenlei Talismans, when attached to the術式屏障 (shù shì píng zhàng – magical barrier), did not explode. This was followed by a familiar skull-crushing hammer.
Seeing this hammer, Gu Qianyang immediately moved back. He looked at the man in the black trench coat, wearing a gas mask and holding the skull-crushing hammer not far away, his eyes narrowing slightly.
“I had my suspicions before… now it seems you’re the one who killed Gu Mingyuan back then.”
This was the first time Liu Haoyu had shown this skull-crushing hammer to Gu Qianyang, and it was this hammer that made him recall the past.
After all, it was undeniable that the record of this man fighting against five people with a skull-crushing hammer was too exaggerated, and he had always believed that the other party was dead. This attire was just a coincidence.
“I didn’t expect you to still be alive after all that, your life is as tough as a cockroach.”
Facing Gu Qianyang’s ridicule, Liu Haoyu shrugged nonchalantly.
“A rat in the street that everyone wants to hit, and you have the nerve to talk about others?”
Saying that, Liu Haoyu stood at the forefront.
He glanced at Wang Wenqi’s mental state from the corner of his eye.
Very bad… If described according to some cultivation novels, his Dao heart had collapsed.
So, realizing this, Liu Haoyu said to Ma Jianhua and the others behind him.
“You guys take Captain Wang and leave first, the exit isn’t too far from here.”
“Heh heh…” Gu Qianyang didn’t stop the police from leaving, just quietly watched Liu Haoyu.
“What an arrogant junior, you didn’t even bring that girl Qin Liu. Do you think you can stop me by yourself?”
Gu Qianyang had now become a fierce ghost.
After ceasing to be human, his strength was far greater than it was forty years ago. In this situation, it was almost impossible for Liu Haoyu to defeat him head-on.
Even if he tried his best, he might only be able to inflict minor injuries on the other party.
“Or perhaps, that girl’s lifespan has run out, and she can no longer maintain her consciousness?”
Compared to Liu Haoyu, Gu Qianyang was clearly more afraid of Qin Liu.
Everything he was doing now, including the Mirror Ghost and the Mirror Door, was prepared to deal with Qin Liu.
But it was not yet perfectly prepared, so he did not want to confront Qin Liu.
“Who knows?”
Liu Haoyu calmly looked at the other party.
“Perhaps she’s behind you.”
Saying that, his other hand involuntarily reached for the Red Jade in his pocket.
This Red Jade was a ghost-catching artifact developed by Old Deng himself. Gu Qianyang, the strongest person of the old era, seemed unaware of the existence of such a thing. Naturally, he thought Liu Haoyu had come alone and hadn’t brought Qin Liu.
Gu Qianyang’s gaze fell on Liu Haoyu, and his withered fingers unconsciously rubbed his cane, as if confirming something.
His intuition told him that things might not be as simple as they seemed.
“Kid, you’re bluffing,” Gu Qianyang’s voice carried a hint of mockery: “Given that girl’s personality, if she were still able to move, she would have rushed out and twisted my head off to use as a ball long ago. Why would she have to endure until now?”
