Chapter 756: Another Reduction in Personnel

"What...what happened?"

The man who was about to pull out the scarecrow was startled and jumped back quickly, away from the ghost thing.

"Is it different?"

Li Yintong blinked and recalled the sentence just now: "Aren't they all 'May the Moon God guide you!'?"

"The first two scarecrows said 'May the Sun guide you'."

Luo Jiaming rolled his eyes and glanced at Zhong Shuman.

You people from Kowloon Pavilion are so useless?

Although Luo Laohan didn't say anything, Zhong Fupo understood immediately that he was questioning the strength of Kowloon Pavilion.

Because in Southeast Asia, Jiushu is very famous, and the Kowloon Pavilion he founded, even if it is just a private organization in Hong Kong Island, is stronger than the official god hunter organizations in countries such as Lion City and Siam.

Especially the three people, God of Gamblers, Hua Yingxiong, and Yudan Lao, who went from being unknown henchmen to double flower red sticks, are very famous.

Now, Li Yintong's performance is indeed a bit cheap.

"Xiaotong, can you be more focused?"

Zhong Shuman's tone was full of reproach

"Just follow Brother Lin and drink the soup, why should I bother with that?"

Li Yintong still had something to say: "If you are lazy, you won't steal. Are you stupid?"

After the girl finished speaking, she realized that this was a bit like treating Lin Baici as a coolie, so she quickly clarified: "Brother Lin, I don't mean that. I mean you are great. I can't think of a way to break the situation as fast as you, so it's just a waste of effort!"

Luo Laohan and Zhong Shuman were speechless after listening to Li Yintong's words.

But think about it carefully, it seems to be true?

Lin Baici's performance so far, even the serious Luo Laohan can't find fault, and he is indeed faster than others.

If it is Lin Baici's teammate, he can indeed lie down and wait for him to finish it, but the problem is that he is not familiar with him. What if he relies on him and is used as cannon fodder by him?

"I understand your worries!"

Li Yintong played with the butterfly knife and laughed: "I tell you, Brother Lin is a very good person, don't worry!"

"I met Brother Lin in the monster apartment in Busan Shenxu. We were strangers, but didn't Brother Lin still take me out? And we became good friends!"

Li Yintong simply saw Lin Baici's perfect performance and has already admired him extremely and has a psychological dependence on him.

"Don't think I'm a girl. Brother Lin treated me well. The girls around him at that time were more beautiful than each other!"

The girl sighed. Even if she had plastic surgery, she couldn't win. Otherwise, she would have gone to Goryeo for medical beauty.

Old man Luo and Huang Cheng smiled awkwardly. The girl's meaning was very clear. They didn't trust Lin Baici.

But it really couldn't be believed.

"I listen to God Lin!"

The girl in leather pants quickly expressed her opinion.

"Me too!"

The man with the seven-point hair actually had some thoughts, but at this time, standing in line was the most important thing.

"Okay, save the flattery for later, let's think about what to do now?" Old Man Luo touched his chin, looked up at the moonlight in the sky, and then looked at the scarecrow. "Should we walk in the direction of the moon?" The waitress said. "But during the day, we walked in the direction of the scarecrow's arm!" The cleaning lady questioned that the direction of the moon and the scarecrow's arm were not consistent, and the difference was 90 degrees. "But now it's night, the environment has changed!" The waitress analyzed. "It's not impossible!" Old Man Luo pondered, recalling the process during the day. "Let's go, walk in the direction of the moon!" Lin Baici made a decision. "Lin Shen, can you explain it?" Huang Cheng humbly asked. "The scarecrow's raised arms are a misleading, and the correct route is what it says!" Lin Baici explained. "Then why did we walk in the right direction during the day?" Huang Cheng was still confused. "Wait!"

Zhong Shuman interrupted: "Who said that finding the next manor is the right route?"

Mr. Zhong's words made everyone pale.

"Auntie, don't scare me?"

The man with the short hair wanted to cry. He saw that he had found a way to break the deadlock, and you told me that it was wrong?

"Who is your aunt?"

Zhong Shuman immediately sprayed back: "Am I that old?"

"Sister, I was wrong!"

The man with the short hair quickly changed his words.

Everyone looked at Lin Baici, waiting for an answer.

"When we walked during the day, the direction pointed by the scarecrow's arm happened to be the same as the sun, so we misjudged it."

Lin Baici has a strong memory and can clearly recall everything that happened a few days ago.

"God Lin, you remember such details?"

The leather pants woman was shocked.

"Let's go!"

Lin Baici walked forward: "If I go the wrong way, the worst thing is to come back!"

Wu Shitong smiled bitterly.

With Lin Baici's physical strength, if he goes the wrong way or encounters a monster, he can kill through it. Going back and walking again is nothing more than a waste of time.

But I can't do it myself!

If I hadn't taken care of my body, I would have been exhausted by this kind of intense travel.

Luo Laohan and Huang Cheng followed immediately. They had no other opinions. In fact, even if they had, it would be useless. Lin Baici could use his force to subdue everyone and make everyone do what he wanted.

The stars were dotted and the moon was across the sky.

The night breeze blew through the cornfield at night, bringing a hint of coolness, which was much more comfortable than the heat during the day, but in contrast, it became difficult to walk in the field.

After walking for three hours, the group found another small manor.

There were no lights, but there were barking dogs.

"Brother Lin, I'll go in and explore the way first. If there are people, I'll kill them by the way!"

Li Yintong volunteered.

Of course, I have to do this kind of dirty work myself!

"Be careful!"

Lin Baici was not polite.

"I'll go too!"

The petite girl, like a wild cat, rushed to the more than one-meter-high fence in the distance. After she cleverly climbed over it, she went straight to the largest wooden house.

It was obvious that the owner of the manor lived there.

"I'll go too!"

Huang Cheng followed.

Lin Baici sat on the ground, waiting quietly, while Ma Xiaoyun and the photographer were a little restless, staring at the manor with wide eyes, fearing that something might happen.

A quarter of an hour later, a room in the manor lit up.

It was the light of an oil lamp.

Li Yintong opened the door and came out, shouting towards this side.

"Brother Lin, Sister Zhong, it's done!"

Lin Baici stood up and walked over. Just as he reached the fence, the woman with the cropped hair and leather pants broke the fence in a servile manner, making it easier for Lin Baici to pass.

"Brother Lin, that Real Madrid fan went to the warehouse to find the scarecrow!"

Li Yintong reported.

"Yeah!"

Lin Baici rubbed his nose, and he could smell a bloody smell in the air.

"God Lin, can we go collect some food?"

The photographer begged, always relying on Lin Baici is not a solution. If he refuses, he can only starve, so he has to prepare for a rainy day.

"Go!"

Lin Baici waved his hand.

"Xiaoyun, let's go!"

The photographer called.

"Go by yourself!"

Ma Xiaoyun didn't want to go, she wanted to stay with Lin Baici and find an opportunity to get along well with him.

"What do you eat if you don't go find food? Are you counting on Lin Shen for help?"

"I don't have any, don't talk nonsense!"

Ma Xiaoyun was anxious and stole a glance at Lin Baici.

"If you don't go with me, don't eat the food I find!"

The photographer left a word, carried the musket, and went to the kitchen.

"Fuck!"

Ma Xiaoyun cursed, but still followed.

When she entered the kitchen, she exploded.

"Are you sick?"

"I think you are the one who is sick?"

The photographer laughed: "What is Lin Baici's status? Didn't you see that rich woman is paying for him, but she can't even get close to him? What are you?"

"At least I'm young!"

Being belittled, Ma Xiaoyun was so angry that she was dying.

"Maybe Lin Baici likes old aunts!"

The photographer curled his lips and began to rummage through the boxes: "In terms of age, that girl is younger than you, and it seems that she has more work than you!"

"We are all on the same boat, is it fun to mock me?"

Ma Xiaoyun complained angrily.

"Can you please stop being stupid? I asked you to come here to discuss what to do next. You don't really think that Lin Baici will protect you if something happens, do you?"

The photographer's natural ally is Ma Xiaoyun, so he wants to use her to the fullest.

"What do you think?"

Ma Xiaoyun asked.

"Try your best to protect yourself. If the situation is not right, we will run!"

The photographer reminded: "So when I give you a signal, you must follow!"

"It depends on the two of us to get out of this rule pollution?"

Ma Xiaoyun sneered. Along the way, she also asked Lin Baici some basic questions.

Fortunately, Lin Baici did not hide it from her and gave the answer.

"If you don't run, you will die. If you run, you may survive!"

The photographer lifted the lid of a wooden barrel and saw that it was full of white goat milk, so he tasted it.

Pah!

It tastes so fishy.

The photographer threw away the lid, walked to a two-meter-high cabinet, opened it casually, and then he was stunned.

In the cabinet, there was a black man wearing only shorts. Because of the moonlight, he almost didn't see it clearly.

The next second.

"Someone!"

The photographer shouted, raising his gun, trying to stab the black man to death with a bayonet.

The black slave was hungry, so he came to the kitchen to steal food at night. Unexpectedly, he saw a girl killing someone, so he hid, but he was still discovered.

The black slave took a kitchen knife and chopped at the photographer's head.

Years of cutting sugarcane and picking cotton have made the black slave very strong. The kitchen knife chopped quickly and fiercely, but because of anxiety and fear, it still chopped crookedly.

Ka!

The kitchen knife embedded in the photographer's shoulder.

"Ah!"

The photographer screamed in pain, and the strength in his hands weakened a little.

The black slave dodged the bayonet of the matchlock gun and rushed forward.

Bang!

The black slave bumped into the photographer, and then rushed forward with him, hitting a large bucket.

Bang!

The two fell to the ground.

"Help!"

Ma Xiaoyun shouted and ran out: "Lin Shen, help me!"

The photographer was so angry, you come to save me, why are you running?

By the time Lin Baici came over, my body would be cold.

The photographer pushed the black slave away with all his strength, then got up and rushed out.

In the yard, everyone went to the warehouse. Now Ma Xiaoyun's shout made everyone run out, and then they saw Ma Xiaoyun running like a headless fly, not knowing where to run?

She didn't see Lin Baici, nor did she realize that everyone had gone to the warehouse to see the scarecrow, so she could only yell for someone.

Behind her was the staggering photographer, and then a male black slave chased him out and slashed at his back.

Click! Click!

The knife penetrated the flesh and blood splattered.

Lin Baici teleported and appeared here, raising his double-barreled shotgun and aiming at the black slave.

When the black slave saw this, he turned around and ran away!

boom!

Lin Baici opened fire!

Half of the black slave's shoulder was shattered.

boom!

With the second shot, the black slave's head was knocked off. He rushed forward a few steps and then fell to the ground.

"Lin Shen!"

Ma Xiaoyun rushed over and hugged Lin Baici: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm so scared!"

The female anchor was very close to her, and Lin Baici immediately felt the softness of the big bear and her heartbeat, but Lin Baici was indifferent and stretched out his hand to grab her hair, and then pulled it down.

ah!

Ma Xiaoyun's head was pulled back and he screamed.

"Get away!"

Lin Baici pulled away from Ma Xiaoyun and walked towards the photographer.

The photographer had fallen to the ground and was trying hard to reach out to Lin Baici: "Help...save..."

Everyone rush over.

Zhong Shuman looked at the photographer who was chopped to pieces and made a direct conclusion: "It's hopeless!"

The photographer wants to chop this stinky woman to death. If you don't try your best to save her, how do you know I won't survive?

"Isn't this man too stupid?"

Li Yintong looked down upon him: "I'm about to go out now, but I end up being hacked to death by a black slave? That thing is just a monster in the game!"

"Haha, silly, pure!"

Old Man Luo sneered.

Listening to everyone's sarcastic words, the photographer became more and more angry as he thought about it, especially because they were right. It would be fine if he died in the hands of a big monster, but what kind of thing would he die in the hands of a black slave?

It was so frustrating.

"Lin Shen, you hurt me!"

Ma Xiaoyun whispered.

"Your boyfriend is going to die, why don't you go and ask him what his last words were?"

Lin Baici walked up to Ma Xiaoyun and kicked her: "What do you mean by standing next to Brother Lin? Waiting for him to comfort you?"

The photographer looked at his girlfriend, then at Lin Baici, and suddenly felt very unhappy.

Why can't I be a winner for once?

I originally thought that this was an opportunity to change my destiny and reach the peak of my life, but before the night passed, I felt cold.

If I had known this earlier, I might as well have put away my pride and knelt down to lick Lin Baici.

The photographer died, and in the end, he didn’t even wait for his girlfriend to come over and take a look.

For god hunters like Lin Baici, dead people are commonplace, not to mention that the person who died was a stranger, so everyone quickly focused their attention on the scarecrow.

Huang Cheng inserted it into the cornfield. After waiting for a while, the ghost turned half a circle and spoke.

"May the moon god guide you!"

Everyone immediately raised their heads and looked at the moon.

"Go this way!"

Old Man Luo pointed out that he did not encounter man-eating crows along the way, and he also found the manor, which proved that Lin Baici's previous analysis was correct.

Follow the scarecrow's instructions, not the directions, and you'll be able to get out.