I Run a Funeral Home, I Don't Know How to Teach People How to Slay Demons

Chapter 141 Of Course I Believe Him

The students of Qingtian College were all crazy. They hurriedly changed the "final four" on the banner to "runner-up". Some brave students even wrote "champion".

No one expected that Jiaming, who was the least optimistic before the game, actually made it to the finals.

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This time, the plan has really changed and they are ready to win the championship.

The casino made a lot of money from this semi-final and actively cooperated with the media to hype up the highlights of the final.

For example, titles like "The Boy Who Strikes Back", "The Last Glory of the Small College", and "Who Says There Are Only Three Colleges" are endless.

All gamblers are crazy. Those who win want to double their money, and those who lose want to get their money back.

On the military academy side, they don't have so much energy. They are all gathered in the ward of the medical class at this moment.

"Hui...Brother...I really saw your grandmother."

"Grandma, she said, you eat too much...you won't be able to get married."

"Grandma asked you...ah, give me more food...so that...you can keep in good shape."

"So that...you can find a good partner."

Qiao Jiang was lying on the hospital bed, his body covered with bandages, like an old mummy.

The only thing that was not wrapped was his mouth.

It was a pity that his front teeth were knocked out, and he always leaked air when he spoke. He had to use his tongue to hold the hole, which made him speak with a big tongue.

Qiao Xiaohui stopped peeling the apple, took out a tissue to wipe the dagger, turned her head and looked at her brother and said, "Are you sure that grandma said that?"

"Maybe you heard it wrong, or you remembered it wrong?"

"Do you want me to take you to grandma so that you can ask clearly?"

"Little sister, I am a wounded soldier now, you can't... ah ah ah~~~" Qiao Jiang shrank his neck in fear, and the wound was pulled again, and he screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

Qiao Xiaohui's eyes flickered a little, she quickly wiped it with her sleeve, and said with red eyes, "Aren't you very brave in the ring? Didn't you swear to die and never surrender?"

"Why are you screaming like a pig being slaughtered now? Otherwise, I'll take you to grandma."

"Grandma likes you the most anyway, doesn't she?"

"Haha, ah, haha, just kidding, brother is just kidding, haha" Qiao Jiang looked at his sister's expression and laughed quickly. Even if his body hurt, he forced himself not to scream anymore.

"Qiao Jiang, you were able to save your life this time and not become disabled because the medical team was right beside you."

"If you were on the battlefield, you would definitely not last until the medical team found you, understand?"

Liang Yuxin took the apple from Qiao Xiaohui's hand and continued to peel it, because she saw that Qiao Xiaohui's hand was already shaking.

"Of course I know, you... think I'm really stupid, didn't I... think I couldn't... lose face for our military academy?"

"Who knew... I still couldn't beat that... kid, hey, I still... embarrassed everyone."

Qiao Jiang pouted unhappily, this was the only expression he could control now.

"Not at all embarrassing."

"You are our pride."

Yang Chao said, opening the window, letting the warm sunlight shine into the ward, and making the atmosphere a little more cheerful.

"Hehe..." Qiao Jiang smiled foolishly with some emotion.

"You are our pride." Qiao Xiaohui looked at her brother gently, and her eyes were sparkling again.

"You are our pride." Liang Yuxin cut the peeled apple into evenly-sized pieces, gave one to Qiao Xiaohui first, and threw another piece into her own mouth.

"No, it's normal... Aren't we all peeling apples... for patients to eat?" Qiao Jiang pouted again in dissatisfaction.

"Your pig mouth can't eat anything. Wait, the medical class says you can eat, then you can eat." Qiao Xiaohui looked at her brother's appearance and was also amused, saying with a smile.

"Why... is that so, and... why didn't Guan Shan and Wang Sheng come? I am the pride of Class 197, isn't it... not worth their visit?" Qiao Jiang said jokingly.

"Wang Sheng's injury is not as serious as yours, but he is also in the medical class, right next to you."

"You know his temper. He told Guan Shan before the fight that he was not allowed to let him win."

"That was a good fight, tut tut tut..."

Liang Yuxin could only use "tut tut tut" to describe the tragic scene at that time.

"As for Guanshan, he went to watch the video with Lao Li."

"He said that he would help you get revenge tomorrow."

"Let you believe him."

Yang Chao took over the conversation and said.

"Need I say that? Of course I believe him." Qiao Jiang said as a matter of course.

He just felt a little regretful that he couldn't see Guanshan's powerful scene with his own eyes.

......

Inside Sun City.

Outside an inconspicuous house.

The street that was originally not crowded suddenly had many strangers coming and going in a hurry today.

And everyone glanced at the house intentionally or unintentionally, but no one took the initiative to check.

"Young City Lord, the house in front is the den of the cult gathering. According to the information from the Shadow Moon Pavilion, no one has left since they entered last night."

At the corner of the street opposite the house, a young man in the uniform of the Demon Slayer Division reported to Li Wenbin respectfully.

"Have the residents around evacuated?" Li Wenbin said casually.

"They have been evacuated secretly. Now all the people around the houses are ours." The young man said.

"Let the team members who are good at hiding go first, and make sure to catch them alive."

"There must be no omissions in the outer blockade, and no one can escape."

Li Wenbin looked at the houses and slowly raised his arms, waving forward, "Begin the action."

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Yes."

Dozens of figures quietly flashed into the houses, without footsteps or fighting, just like rain entering the sea, without any splashes.

A few dozen seconds later, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the intercom in Li Wenbin's hand.

"Report to the young city lord, the cultists in the den... all..."

"All..."

Li Wenbin frowned slightly, raised the intercom with dissatisfaction, and said coldly, "What's wrong with all of them?"

There was a sound of swallowing saliva on the other end of the intercom.

After a while,

"All dead..."

Li Wenbin was even more confused. The people he brought today were all elites on the battlefield. They had come from a sea of ​​blood and corpses. How could they lose their composure like this when they saw a few dead people?

He walked slowly into the room surrounded by his subordinates.

He came to the basement that was originally used for gatherings.

The bloody smell rushed straight into Li Wenbin's nose.

The smell of corruption and death almost filled the entire basement.

Li Wenbin quickly covered his nose with the back of his hand and forced himself to suppress the instinctive nausea of ​​his body, so he didn't vomit in front of his subordinates.

He knew why his subordinates had that reaction...

This is not the door to the basement...

It's simply the steps to hell...

In the originally spacious basement, broken limbs and flesh were scattered on the ground at random, and the walls were covered with dry black and red blood.

In just one night, the corpses were severely rotten, and maggots were crawling on the white bones.

And each corpse maintained the posture before death.

They twisted their bodies, used the flesh and blood of their companions, and constantly drew a huge scarlet magic circle in the center of the basement.

In the center of the magic circle, a naked man stared at Li Wenbin and others without saying a word.

"Li Zhen..." Li Wenbin covered his mouth and nose with one hand, waved his hand muffledly, and said with difficulty, "You bastard, you are not dead yet..."

He pulled out the sword from his subordinate's waist and roared angrily, "You did all these things?"

"You are crazy..."

"You mad dog!"

"Damn bastard, I must chop off your head with my own hands today!"

"Young City Lord, you can't go over, it's too dangerous!" The subordinates stood in front of Li Wenbin anxiously, unwilling to retreat.

"Get out of my way!" Li Wenbin was furious.

He didn't take Li Zhen seriously. This bastard was just a stinky rat who was submissive and only knew how to hide in the dark to make trouble.

Li Wenbin raised his long knife high, slashed it horizontally downward, and chopped straight towards the neck of "Li Zhen".

Snap——

"Li Zhen" held the long knife with one hand, and the sharp blade did not even cut his palm.

"You..."

"Want to rebel!"

"You bastard..."

"Li Zhen" swung the long knife to the side, and made claws with his fingers, and grabbed Li Wenbin's face with one hand. His naked body suddenly melted into a large ball of black blood, covering Li Wenbin's whole body.

Before the subordinates could react, they were swallowed by the rushing black blood.

The subordinates stationed outside the room vaguely sensed that something was wrong. Just as they were about to rush down to support, they saw Li Wenbin, who was covered in blood, walking out of the basement step by step.

Everyone hurriedly covered Li Wenbin and left the scene.

No one noticed that their young city lord had a terrible scarlet in his eyes...

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