From Prisoner to Si Chen

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Jilan withdrew the ax with a cold face and took away a handful of blood.

The man's eyes widened and he fell down helplessly.

He bent down and touched his body with his hand, and the body immediately began to decay, collapse, and turn into dust.

The color number in the corner of Jilan's vision jumped from 3 to 4.

Next one. He said indifferently.

Immediately, he stepped down and jumped down from the broken window. Holding the bloody ax, he rushed to the opposite house amidst the horrified gazes and screams of the surrounding residents.

There was a bang.

The door was kicked into pieces by Ji Lan.

As wood chips flew everywhere, two members of the Lake God Cult in the house, a man and a woman, had not even had time to put on their reindeer masks. They each carried a logging ax and a hatchet and rushed towards Jilan with ferocious faces.

Well done! Jilan smiled ferociously when he saw the prey coming to his door.

He swung the demon-hunting ax horizontally in his hand, swinging the ax with arrogant force and creating an afterimage that broke through the sky. With a pop, two hateful heads flew up and rolled to the ground.

thump!

Blood spattered, and two headless corpses followed the inertia and fell to his left and right.

After Guilan finished rotting the two corpses, he turned around and left without stopping.

After a while.

Carrying the bloody ax, he arrived at the gate of the Tourism Bureau.

At this time, Ji Lan was covered in blood, which was quite scary.

He fought his way along the way and chopped down all the members of the Lake God Cult who were watching in secret.

With Weiwei accompanying them, those guys had nowhere to hide.

Excluding the enemies that had been corrupted during the previous few viewings, nearly half of the enemies had given first blood during this killing process, providing Gillan with mysterious points.

The color number in the corner of his sight therefore reached 14.

Looking up and glancing at the huge signboard of Fayelan'en Tourism Bureau, Gilan strode forward, pushed open the glass door and walked into the lobby.

Bang.

The two security guards in short-sleeved uniforms turned their heads and looked at them, their expressions changing.

Just as they were about to pull out their guns, the little familiar on Gilan's shoulder chuckled.

Don't move!

Weiwei smiled sweetly, flicked her black thin tail, raised her little hand, and cast an invisible spell.

The two security guards suddenly looked stunned and stayed on the spot, their eyes blank. But he still maintained his gun-drawing posture, like a puppet.

Gilan passed by them, took away the revolvers from their hands, and then shot each of them to the head and killed them.

boom! boom!

The security guard fell in a pool of blood and was corrupted by his hand.

Ah!! The woman's hoarse scream echoed in the hall.

Ji Lan looked up and saw a frightened woman in a blue uniform and short skirt at the front desk, hiding behind the table and shivering.

Don't... don't kill me! Please! the woman begged with a tearful tone.

Gillan glanced at her and then looked away.

This woman is a local and has not been affected by the mysterious influence and miasma of the lake. She must not be a member of the Lake God Cult.

Gilan was not interested in her. After putting the ax back into the dimension, he held a revolver in each hand and climbed up the stairs without looking back.

But before reaching the second floor, the staff of the tourist bureau on the upper floor swarmed into the stairwell.

Each of these guys had red eyes, took out their firearms, and shot at the bloody man below like crazy.

Bang bang bang!

Gillan stepped back and quickly hid under the stairs, avoiding the first wave of shots. Bullets struck the wall behind him, leaving holes and spewing out stone chips and paint powder.

Weiwei. He nodded.

Yes, Master!

The familiar flew out in response, passed directly through the cement steps, emerged from the floor behind the group of people, and then cast a confusion spell on them.

Seven or eight people suddenly stopped, their crazy expressions froze, and their eyes were blank.

Jilan walked up the stairs leisurely, walked up to them slowly, raised his hands, and pulled the trigger with an expressionless expression, as if he were hitting a live target.

Bang bang bang bang! !

Fireworks flashed from the muzzle of the gun, and bullets killed them one by one with headshots.

Snap.

Gillan threw away the two revolvers that had been drained of bullets, and bent down to putrefy all the corpses.

The color number in the corner of his sight came to 23.

The office area on the second floor is filled with desks. In the innermost part, there are glass counters against the wall, which contain some local cultural relics of the town.

Ji Lan walked straight over and kicked the counter in the center to pieces.

Then he reached out and took out the commander's saber inside.

With it, it will be much easier to kill prison uniform monsters.

Gillan murmured.

Weiwei's spell is only effective on humans, and the monsters in prison uniforms have mutated and are probably out of control. But this saber originated from Lieutenant Colonel Dolomit of the Expedition Exploration Team can effectively deter them and greatly improve Gilan's killing efficiency.

After obtaining the saber, Gilan stopped staying and went straight to the Forest Park.

He repeated his old trick and stopped a carriage on the street to take his place.

After a while.

Gilan walks through the pine forest.

Different from the situation when he first came in, he was no longer cautious, but scanned the surroundings with his falcon-like eyes, searching for the monster.

He desires to kill.

After marching for a long time, Jilan still found nothing.

Seeing this, he simply took out the short-barreled revolver from his waist and fired several shots into the air.

Bang bang bang! !

The deafening sound of gunfire echoed in the forest and faded away.

A group of unknown birds were frightened and flew away with flapping wings.

Not long after.

The surrounding bushes swayed and rustled.

Wow--

A piercing cry, as loud as a baby's cry, sounded above the head.

Ji Lan raised his eyes and saw a short monster with a disgusting honeycomb head clinging to the top of the pine tree, screaming strangely.

He didn't get upset this time, and he didn't shoot him dead.

Instead, he showed a satisfied smile.

Yes! That's it, shout louder!

Jilan raised his hand, twisting with the colorful light, and a bronze cane appeared in his palm.

He pressed the switch under the pommel.

Click! Click, click, click!

The cane of justice then deformed, and the handle turned into a ferocious hammer head.

Jilan took out another fat-bellied bottle, opened the cork, and added 1 ink unit of green gunpowder into the silo behind the hammer head.

He shook the bottle of gunpowder, which was half full.

'Well, there are still two and a half bottles of green gunpowder...'

As I thought to myself, dense and noisy footsteps gradually came from all around.

Click, click, click!

Click, click, click! !

The figures of more than a dozen monsters gathered together and quickly rushed towards Ji Lan's position.

The bald monster with gnarled muscles, the spider-legged monster covering its face and crying, the tall and thin monster with its arms dragging the ground... They shuttled through the forest, charged madly, came upon hearing the sound, and soon surrounded the place.

But the next second, they all stopped.

Wow!

I saw the surrounded man holding a saber high.

Come on! Jilan grinned.

He held a saber in his left hand and a bronze staff and hammer in his right hand.

Immediately, he took steps and walked straight towards the monster.

Wow!

Every time he took a step closer, the monsters took a step back, not daring to step forward, let alone attack him.

If you don't come, then I will come!

Jilan stepped on it and his whole body shot out.

kill!!