"Okay."

Cashew didn't hesitate at all. Franz, the old butler, had mentioned to him the situation of the Ole branch chief's daughter before.

Being parasitized by some mysterious dark creature, life would be worse than death.

Sometimes I'm crazy, sometimes I'm sober.

If you have to endure such pain, it is better to just die. Ka Xiu glanced at the Ole branch chief who looked obviously older. Franz once told him that Ole's wife died a few years ago.

My daughter also had an accident in that accident. It can be said that the experience was very tragic.

Now, he personally said that he wanted Ka Xiu to kill his daughter. No one can understand Ole's mood at this moment.

Five minutes later, Cardiff and his team walked out of the white bunker-like cage, but Dr. Tommy did not follow them.

So only the four card repairmen were left, walking towards the center of the black agency branch. Due to special reasons, dark creatures that parasitize living people can be imprisoned in other places.

This is decided by each branch director freely, and he can be imprisoned in a cage or elsewhere. However, if there is an accident, the consequences will be borne by the branch director.

After everyone had walked a few hundred meters, a three-story building appeared in front of them. It had white walls, a black bottom, and a yellow tiled spire.

It doesn't look much different from ordinary residential buildings.

There are no plants or street lights in the surrounding area, and it is completely empty and covered with low meadows. The nearest buildings are fifty meters away, and the view is very wide.

In fact, the function is exactly the same as that of the cage.

Ka Xiu raised his head and took a distant look. The white moonlight shone slantly, casting the trapezoidal black shadow of the small building onto the ground.

He could barely see half of the moon covered by the roof of the building.

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The moonlight is like a soft white gauze, slowly floating over the entire town. The light yellow and light white square houses are stacked together like building blocks. Occasionally, a faint light flashes through the windows, and most of the houses look like night.

Quiet.

In the dark alleyways inside the town, there are shadows hiding in the darkness from time to time, coldly watching the situation on the streets outside.

Nearly ten kilometers away.

Several black carriages were parked on the side of the road, motionless.

There was only the sound of the cold wind blowing through the leaves nearby.

The horse responsible for pulling the carriage also rarely stood still and did not move at all, like a lifelike statue. Normal horses would snort a few times, swing their hooves a few times, and flick their tails slightly when the carriage stopped.

It was already late at night, and there were no cars or people passing by on the road. A few carriages were parked here.

This is a suburb, and occasionally you can see some wild dogs and cats running by the roadside. But without exception, those wild dogs that originally wanted to keep walking along the road seemed to be frightened after approaching a certain range of the carriage.

Same. He paused for a moment as if in a daze, then walked around a few carriages.

Time passed by, and occasionally one or two frogs croaked from the woods nearby, and two figures walked towards the side of the road.

The figures were swaying, helping each other to walk. One of them was holding a wine bottle in his hand, and they were obviously two drunkards.

One was tall and the other was fat. They were mumbling nonsense while walking on the road.

A cold wind blew by.

The two of them suddenly trembled with coldness.

They opened their drunken and hazy eyes, first glanced at each other, and then at several carriages not far away.

He moved closer.

Only then did the two of them notice that these carriages were parked on the roadside, with no drivers and no ropes to tie the horses.

Come a little closer.

The horses in several carriages are in excellent condition and look fat and strong. Although the workmanship of the carriage carriages is not exquisite and luxurious, they also have a lot of metal decorations, which are considered to be of average quality.

"Where's the coachman?"

"no one there?"

Some thoughts that they shouldn't have came up in their minds. Especially now that they were drunk and not clear-headed. They were even more daring, and they immediately came up with the idea of ​​​​these cars.

"Hey, Eddie. You... tell me, how much can we get for these carriages if we sell them?" the fat man asked.

"Idiot! If we want to sell, we are also selling horses. If we sell the carriage directly, we will definitely be found out..." Eddie, the tall man next to him, burped and his face turned red: "Don't think about it for now, let's go there

Check to see if anyone is in the car."

So, the two drunkards walked directly in front of a black carriage. The tall man glanced at the fat man next to him and winked: "Look at this one, and I'll look at the other one."

The fat man nodded and quickly looked around. Then he carefully stepped onto the carriage and looked inside the carriage.

The moonlight was blocked and it was very dark inside the carriage. However, seven or eight figures lying on their sides could still be seen, motionless.

"Holy shit!"

The fat man was so frightened that he didn't move and held his breath. There were actually people in the carriage, seven or eight of them. If he was discovered, wouldn't he be beaten to death? He slowly backed away.

Suddenly, there was a scream from the carriage nearby.

It was exactly what tall Eddie screamed just now.

When the fat man heard his companion's cry, he turned around without hesitation.

Ran.

Just kidding, I am a thief, how could a thief go back to rescue his fellow thief who was caught? That is not throwing himself into a trap.

The fat man doesn't want to be beaten up and taken to the police station.

He ran away and tried his best to return to the original route.

But the alcohol made the fat man's already fat body even weaker. He was out of breath after running a few steps. When he rushed forward, his head seemed to hit something suddenly.

He suddenly took two or three steps back and raised his head while pressing his painful eyebrows. In front of him was a tall man about two meters tall with white hair and handsome and somewhat evil features. He seemed to have a black tattoo on his neck and earlobes.

Hanging golden pendant.

At this moment, he was looking at himself expressionlessly.

An unknown pressure came from nowhere and was exerted on the fat man, causing him to take five or six steps back involuntarily.

The fat man swallowed, then turned back to look. A group of figures in black robes were running towards him quickly and gathering.

Can't run away.

Facing this circumstances.

He took a deep breath and suddenly smiled calmly. The figures rushing around him could not move him at all. He looked resolute and turned around resolutely to look at the white-haired man in front of him. He spoke out the representative words one by one in his mouth.

A word of faith: "Brother, can you be a little gentler?"

The fat man prides himself on having rough skin and thick flesh, and his body is more resistant to beatings.

There shouldn't be anyone killed by this group of people.

The white-haired man in front of him suddenly laughed, and his eyes seemed to turn into weird snake-like vertical pupils in an instant. He muttered something interesting, and then the fat man was kicked out.

A few minutes later.

The fat man woke up from his coma. He first felt tightness and pain in his chest, as if he was being pressed against something.

He coughed twice and got up with difficulty. He looked around and saw that everything was deserted. The group of people seemed to have left.

He opened his clothes and looked down at his chest. There was a dark footprint there, and underneath it was a bruise full of blood.

The fat man took a deep breath, but he didn't feel any injuries to other parts of his body. Could it be that my begging for mercy just now had an effect?

He tremblingly returned to where he was, and just as he was about to return to the road, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure that seemed to be crouching behind a tree out of the corner of his eye. The fat man walked over and saw that it was Eddie. As he got closer, he realized that it was Eddie.

Taking a breath of cool air.

It looked extremely miserable.

The upper body of the man was naked, and there were traces of snake bites all over his body, which were densely packed black holes. Not only that, his entire body showed a strange purple-red color, with purple-red patches on the left and right.

It's like a sunken cyst hidden under the skin.

The fat man swallowed and took another look at the surrounding scene. Finally, he carefully squatted down next to Eddie.

He slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to test his companion's breath.

When my fingers touch the tip of my nose, there is no airflow at all.

Eddie is dead.

Gulu, Gulu, Gulu...

The fat man stood up suddenly and stared at Eddie's body.

I saw that the purple-red patches on the body began to swell like bubbles, showing a swollen state. A disgusting scene similar to the back of a toad was also formed around the body, mixed with the sound of water flow.

The fat man was a little scared and did not dare to stay next to Eddie's body for a moment. He walked ten meters away towards the road.

Bang!

Suddenly there was an explosion behind him.
To be continued...