I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 77 Our Future Direction

In the corridor of the old building, Xing Shi stepped on the shredded paper on the ground, smelled the unpleasant smell of stewed food in the air, and swung the pistol between his fingertips, thinking that he should just kill these scumbags as soon as possible. The living environment was even more disgusting than the last time when the head of the Miscellaneous Affairs Department was still alive...

The glass door of the General Affairs Department was closed and the light was on inside.

Xing Shi took a big step forward!

Open the glass door...

With a crash, a bag of something fell from above my head. It was powder, and everything in front of my eyes was white.

He realized that something was wrong and was about to retreat: "Go!"

There was a faint flicker of fire in the chores department, and a large amount of flour filled the air. Except for the glass door, all other places where air could circulate were closed.

Boom!

With open flame as the ignition, dust explosion will occur instantly!

Flames were surging in the air, and a powerful shock wave was coming towards him. Xing Shi subconsciously used his arms to protect his chest. He rolled over and over as if he was caught in the waves, and fell in the corridor. His leather jacket was charred, his hair was singed, and his skin was also injured in many places...

It's not a fatal injury.

But it is extremely insulting...

He had personally wiped out the Miscellaneous Affairs Department several times, but had never suffered such a big loss.

The strong men became alert and rushed into the room to search even if everything was fine after the dust explosion!
Xing Shi's skin was burning with pain, and a wet towel was handed to him: "Boss, are you okay..."

He took the wet wipes and wiped his face a few times, his pupils trembling immediately. The members of the blood transfusion team would never do such a thing or say such nonsense!
Oh shit!

He reached for the pistol that lay on top of the cardboard box.

Unexpectedly, a hemp rope was suddenly put around his neck. Xing Shi lost his balance and fell to the ground. He felt a sharp knife piercing his abdomen. He saw a young man wearing a white shirt and with teardrops on the corners of his eyes standing there, holding a wooden stick in his hand. A spear? It was a wooden stick with a golden awl tied to it...

Xing Shi used both hands to break the hemp rope around his neck, and looked back out of the corner of his eye. It was the current head of the Miscellaneous Affairs Section, Huang Yaozu, and the young policeman named Li Guoqiang!

It turned out that these two bastards had put a rope around his neck and were working together to drag him down the corridor.

What was even more terrible was that the strange young man holding a long stick was madly stabbing him in the vital parts with the yellow spikes on the stick, and the pain was like being burned by fire exploding in the depths of his soul...

The wounds on the body turned black.

Xing Shi stared at the young man with eyes wide open: "It was you who killed...the old man in the theater!"

The young man was Chen Qingyuan. He stabbed Xing Shi in the middle of his forehead for the last time. Black gas rose and the whiteness in Xing Shi's eyes disappeared. Both his ghost and body died...

After Chen Qingyuan killed the old man in the theater, he felt something was wrong when he returned to the Miscellaneous Affairs Department, and immediately organized Huang Yaozu and Li Guoqiang to prepare to escape.

I didn't expect that someone would come in just an hour.

Because time was running out, Chen Qingyuan could only get a lot of flour and sprinkle it in the chores section, turning on the fan to swirl the flour, giving the pursuers a little dust shock...

He was afraid that the visitor was an "elite ghost" with strong vitality, so he set a trap and gave priority to killing him with his demon-subduing pestle!
In order to avoid being possessed by the demon through physical contact, he specially disassembled a mop, fixed the demon-subduing pestle on the end, and used it as a spear...

The noise outside made the men who had rushed into the chores department rush out again.

The General Affairs Section was at the end of the corridor. As soon as they came out, they were immediately greeted by warm bullets from Chen Qingyuan, Li Guoqiang and Huang Yaozu. Five of them fell on the spot, and the remaining five, seeing that the situation was unfavorable, hid back in the General Affairs Section.

Chen Qingyuan took out a bundle of explosives with fuses, lit it with a lighter, and threw it out. The explosives drew a beautiful parabola in the air and entered the Miscellaneous Affairs Department.

There was a sudden noise from inside, as well as shouting and banging on the door...

It was very simple, because all the doors were locked in advance, including the toilet, so if these men did not go out through the front door, they would have to face Chen Qingyuan's art.

A man just stuck his head out.

Boom!

A deafening explosion!

He flew out directly, faster than Xing Shi just now, and fell to the ground with his body twisted strangely, his mouth and nose were covered with blood, and an unclear sound came out of his throat...

Chen Qingyuan shot him twice between the eyebrows to drive him away from this noisy world.

The glass door frame of the General Affairs Department was broken into several pieces. The scene looked like the ruins of a street fight on a battlefield. Huang Yaozu and Li Guoqiang stood there in shock.

Chen Qingyuan shrugged and said, "Slaying demons and eliminating evil is not a big deal. If something can be solved with physics, why take the risk of using metaphysics?"

Huang Yaozu is not a person who likes to complain, but he really wants to ask, how can such a pile of explosives, about ten pieces tied together, as big as a basketball, be hidden in a body wearing only a shirt and jeans?

He just saw Chen Qingyuan lower his head slightly and then took out the explosives.

Spit out from your mouth?

Chen Qingyuan walked into the Miscellaneous Affairs Department and shot several men who were still trembling with his pistol, and took away the pistols and bullets they were carrying...

Tear mole, can store such ordinary items at will.

In the seven days since Chen Qingyuan came to this world, in addition to buying guns and bullets, he and the society also bought a lot of explosives. This kind of thing is not less powerful than a grenade, but it is much less convenient. But for him who has storage space, as long as they are not too heavy to carry, he will buy them all.

With such large-scale purchases, those gangs secretly speculated that Chen Qingyuan was going to commit some big crime in Hong Kong, such as a bank or a gold shop.

They were all waiting to watch the TV news, but there was nothing.

……

In a villa in the New Territories, Liu Chenggang smashed his mobile phone violently. He couldn't believe that his right-hand man Xing Shi went to the Miscellaneous Affairs Department and all the people were killed in less than half an hour.

Without further ado, he issued a wanted order!

In an instant, Huang Yaozu and Li Guoqiang went from being on the payroll to being on the run. Only Chen Qingyuan remained normal, because no one knew his identity. Even the society only saw Chen Qingyuan in makeup! How could a mortal or a mere ghost see through the evil magic of makeup?
The three of them boarded a fishing boat and left Hong Kong overnight, heading for the mainland...

Li Guoqiang stood on the deck of the fishing boat, looking at the Xiangjiang River gradually in the distance, the place where he had lived for half his life...

Chen Qingyuan reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "People become ghosts after death. Although they have the ability to possess people, there must be a way to restrain them in this world. Otherwise, why create a 'false' world for humans to live with? Why not just keep humans in captivity and use them as bloody cattle and horses to create everything like a crazy assembly line?"

Li Guoqiang was exhausted physically and mentally. He missed the time when he knew nothing and understood nothing.

Ignorance is sometimes a good thing...

He felt the moist sea breeze blowing on his face and asked in a trance, "Guilin, can we really find a place for ghosts to reincarnate?"

Huang Yaozu answered for Chen Qingyuan: "We will definitely find it!"

(End of this chapter)