Chapter 192 They Deserve to Die
It was already dark.
Sang Mo and the other two had been hiding behind the trees, listening to the occasional noises coming from the camp. When they were sure the noises had died down, most of them returned to their sleeping bags and prepared to sleep.
Sang Mo pouted to himself, "Get ready to work."
[I haven’t even had a bite of food while waiting here, but it’s finally over. 】
After complaining in his heart, Sang Mo asked the two of them, "Would you two like to come with me, or stay here and wait for me to come back after I finish my work?"
Aning stood up and said, "Let's go together."
Hei Xiazi had a grin on his face. He had already stood up when Sang Mo stood up. He smiled and said, "How can a blind man be absent from such a matter?"
It is one thing to help Wu Sanxing in your heart, but it is certainly another thing to follow Sang Mo and be an accomplice.
It was said that he could kill everyone who knew Sang Mo's secret. Now Sang Mo wanted to kill Wu Sansheng. He would not help to finish him off, but watching Wu Sansheng die with his own eyes could be considered as sending this gentleman off.
Sang Mo glanced at the two of them, raised his chin, turned around and walked in front to lead the way.
The evil spirit said, "I will take my younger brother with me first, so as to avoid making any noise and letting others escape."
Then I saw the evil spirit floating in front, and the big-headed corpse following behind.
The two quickly arrived at the camp and set up a siege.
Hei Xia Zi felt that the further he went, the darker it became. When he really reached the camp, the negative energy gathered here was like a big tomb.
He saw the guys who were on night watch were staggering back and forth like wandering souls. Then he saw Sang Mo walking into the camp as if he was in an empty space and heading straight for the main tent.
Aning had already taken out his gun, unlocked the safety, and was watching vigilantly.
Then, he saw two figures floating in the air being thrown onto the ground in front of them, followed by an invisible hand tearing off the human skin masks on their faces.
Black blind man, "......"
The evil spirit saw the true face under the human skin mask and cursed: "Fuck, why is it this guy!"
There were two guys wearing human skin masks, one of them was Shen Shi.
It stands to reason that someone like Shen Shi would not appear here, not to mention that Shen Shi's memory had been tampered with by her master.
"You can find them everywhere. Never mind. Let's put them here and deal with them later."
The evil spirit floated to Sang Mo's side, "Master, I have already caught those two guys with human skin masks and thrown them outside. One of them is Shen Shi."
Sang Mo raised an eyebrow, "Chen Shi?"
"Why is he here? No, given his status, he would actually do the work of disguising himself and lurking around?"
It seems that the Wang family has high expectations for this trip to the Queen Mother of the West Palace. Shen Shi personally came out to keep an eye on Wu Sanxing. Is he also worried that things will be ruined?
"Don't worry about him for now, let's deal with Wu Sanxing first."
At this time, Sang Mo had already entered the main tent and found Wu Sansheng sleeping soundly on the wooden bed.
"Let's get started. Just drain his essence. It will at least fill your stomach."
The evil spirit had floated above Wu Sansheng at this moment, opened its mouth and started sucking Wu Sansheng fiercely.
The absorption speed was very fast and violent, without considering the feelings of the person being absorbed at all.
Wu Sansheng, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly struggled to open his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on Sang Mo who was standing on the edge of the bed opposite him.
"you--"
Just by uttering this one syllable, Wu Sansheng felt his throat dry and sore. Even though he squeezed out a syllable with great difficulty, it seemed that only he could hear it.
He clearly felt that something seemed to be flowing rapidly inside his body, and this speed made him feel fear at the same time.
die.
He will die.
It seemed that he was already at the junction between life and death, and he seemed to see vaguely an illusory shadow above him.
It was a person. She had very long hair, all of which was loose and had two bloodstains on her pale cheeks. She was wearing a gorgeous red robe.
When he vaguely saw the shadow floating above him, an idea suddenly occurred to him: was Jie Lianhuan also killed by this female ghost in this way?
Just like a person recalling his life in a cursory manner before death, Wu Sansheng indeed remembered quite a few people.
If he died here, what would Wu Xie do? What about the plan?
What about the Nine Gates?
The chess game that had been planned for so long ended not because of failure, but because of his premature death...
This was Wu Sanxing’s final thought.
He died with his eyes open.
When Heixiazi and Aning came in, they saw this scene: Wu Sansheng, lying on the wooden bed, had his eyes wide open. His eyeballs seemed to be popping out, and his eye whites were full of bloodshot.
And the face that should have belonged to a middle-aged man was now full of fear and old wrinkles, exactly the same as Jie Lianhuan's death.
Undoubtedly, this was indeed the work of evil spirits.
Then--
In Aning's shocked sight, there was a big hole in Wu Sansheng's head, as if a small part of it had been bitten off by some bloody mouth.
Blood splattered, and Aning turned his head away to avoid facing the scene.
She even imagined the crunching sound, the sound of chewing bones.
Then a feeling of nausea surged up her throat, and Aning vomited and quickly ran out.
Sang Mo withdrew his gaze and started to work with gloves on.
He had to deal with the situation. The scene when Nannan was eating was indeed a bit indecent. Although no one else was sleeping on the wooden bed, there were three other bunks under the tent where three unknown guys were sleeping.
The gloved hand hit the three guys directly on the back of their necks. There was no need to kill them to silence them, but there had to be a target for others to suspect.
Just after he finished all this, Sang Mo's ears moved, and he heard a lot of crawling sounds outside.
[Is this... Pheasant Neck coming? 】
[It seems that this is mentioned in the plot hint. It seems that it is too early for me to act. If I had known that Pheasant Neck would attack tonight, I should have waited until after the attack before taking action. 】
[But it seems a bit troublesome, since Wu Sanxing is already dead. 】
[How shameless! He was an important figure after all, but he died quietly. Even his body was eaten by Nannan. 】
[If it weren't for the sake of avoiding trouble, I would actually like to give him a decent death. 】
【Um? Why a dignified death? 】
Sang Mo paused, pondering the familiar and faintly painful complex feeling brought by the word "dignified".
[Because the host wants to have a decent death, he will try his best to give the other person a decent death when killing someone. 】
Sang Mo was silent.
The black bear was also silent.
After a long time, he heard Sang Mo's inner voice saying: [So, is it because I died too undignified before that I have been pursuing a dignified death? 】
Hei Xia Zi secretly swallowed the taste of blood in his mouth. Yes, this is the only possibility.
[Host, let's not think about the embarrassing things in the past...]
Sang Mo lit a cigarette for himself, perhaps because the scene in front of him was too emotional.
He asked the system in his mind: [When was the ugliest time I died? Was it the time when he was killed by this guy? 】
It's no wonder that he had murderous intentions towards Wu Sanxing.
Some things are hidden in the bones and blood even if one has lost his memory. Once triggered, they can no longer be hidden.
[...Yes, the body was dismembered and each part was placed in a different place. The head was even used to make a corpse puppet? 】
[That's probably the case. Because he left too quickly, the system did not detect that he was intact. However, the host's limbs were indeed cut off and he died. The host knew this before he lost his memory. 】
[Damn it, that was really a fair killing. This way of death can be considered a form of revenge. 】
Black blind man, "!!!"
He clenched his hands into fists in his trouser pockets. If he had known this earlier, he would never have stopped the evil spirit in the crack of the ice!
Whether it's Jie Lianhuan or Wu Sanxing, they both deserve to die!
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