Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

"The coordinates of the witch!" Wu Heng said coldly.

"Yes, yes~!"

The evil spirit Grote nodded hurriedly. It was frightened to death at this time. It didn't dare to ask for any more points or criminals. It just wanted to return to hell.

Even outside its nest,

At this time, there was an evil spirit mother body with ulcers all over its body and covered with cauliflowers, squatting over it.

After all, his appearance is considered handsome in hell, compared to something that only has a skeleton or no human form.

Grote hurriedly put the two broken tentacles back into his forehead, and a white mist gathered between the tentacles.

In the white mist, the witch's position, terrain, orientation, etc. were displayed three-dimensionally.

"Go back to the salt circle!" Wu Heng said lightly after remembering all these scenes in his mind.

"Hey~!"

The evil spirit Grote only felt that this order was full of hope, that was the hope of life!

It nodded hurriedly, held its belly and tail with one hand, and supported the ground with the other hand. It quickly crawled back along the gap in the salt circle caused by friction when it was dragged by Wu Heng.

no way,

The dead knot of the rope tied around its waist has not yet been untied, and its tail does not match the wound on its waist. It does not dare to glue its tail back together without an order to untie the rope.

If the big man in front of him is still angry, any unnecessary actions may lead to its complete destruction.

Grote was still uneasy after entering the salt circle.

He hurriedly wiped it with his hands. When it was first summoned, it deliberately secreted mucus on the ground in order to destroy the salt circle, for fear of causing some unnecessary misunderstandings.

Seeing this, the man in a trench coat on the side also silently stepped forward and filled the gap in the salt ring of the spell array with the coarse salt in the bag.

Grote was now like a cat who had just been brought into a strange family, without any of the arrogance he had at the beginning.

But all this is just its instinct to bully the weak and fear the strong, and Wu Heng naturally saw through this.

He used his spiritual touch power to flip through the picture album of the 'Top Ten Hell Flowers of Witches', memorizing all the images of these witches in his mind, and then threw the picture album on the table beside him.

"This is for you."

Then he turned to look at Harrison and said:

"One more thing, this kind of evil spirit has always been capricious in character. I don't think you can grasp it. Do you want to help you kill it?"

"No, I don't dare to do it anymore. I don't want any points from now on!"

Grote panicked when he heard this. He immediately said to Harrison urgently: "Harrison, those urban legends, haunted houses, and demonic possessions were all information provided by me. I have made meritorious service for the PI!"

"We paid for your information with sacrifices, and we gave you all the rewards you deserve. This is called a transaction, not meritorious service." Harrison immediately clarified the relationship.

"I'm useful. I know a lot of information. I promise to tell you everything I know in the future. Give me a chance. Please, wuwu——!" Mucus secreted from the corners of Grote's eyes, as if he was crying.

Its heart was very restless at this time, and it was constantly counting the time.

There are still 28 minutes, only one hour, before you can return to hell on your own. How can it delay it for such a long time!

"Boss, it's up to you to make the decision. As long as it can relieve your anger, I will kill him." Harrison said with a smile on his face and said nonchalantly.

Wu Heng glanced at Harrison. He already understood the other party's choice and said: "Since you don't want it to die, then keep it for now. After all, it is what you summoned."

After finishing speaking, Wu Heng put the snake-like silk stockings into the life box, then turned into black smoke and flew away from here.

The information he wanted to know was already in hand, and it would be a waste of time to stay any longer. He was too lazy to compromise.

As Wu Heng disappeared,

The invisible pressure in the secret room suddenly dissipated, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Wu Heng killed tens of thousands of people and used Groat as a toy. The deterrent effect this brought to them was too great.

If I had to describe it, it was probably equivalent to their whole bodies being tied up and locked in a room with the same psychopath.

In the crazy hand, there is also a sharp knife.

Although the other person looks normal, is he crazy? No one can guess when this knife will suddenly stab him!

"Harrison, it's too scary here, let me go back quickly!"

Seeing Wu Heng leaving, Grote straightened up slightly and stopped prostrate tightly on the ground.

It thought for a while and continued: "Thank you for helping me. How do you know that by answering like this, the boss will let me go?"

"I'm scared to death. I almost thought you were going to kill me because you refused to help me. I'm going to die here!"

The evil spirit Groot asked curiously as he untied the rope knot at his waist and used the secreted mucus to stick his tail to his abdomen.

"That's my boss. I knew what the correct answer was at that time. Now that you know I helped you, just cooperate next time." Harrison said calmly.

In fact, he really didn't want to care about Grote, nor was he interceding for Grote.

If you think it is dead, then it will be dead!

The risk is really too great. If you crawl along the pole and plead for mercy, if you make the boss angry, Grote will not be the only one to die.

He has no friendship with Wu Heng, and he doesn't know Wu Heng's temper. He just infers it based on the general moodiness of hell creatures and treats it with caution.

What the devil likes to do most is to make people make demands.

If you want wealth, throw the person into the depths of the gold mine and starve to death; if you want to stay young forever, make the person a specimen; if you want power, throw the person to the sun and become the lord of the stars.

Things like this caused their PI people to not dare to make casual requests.

Harrison didn't expect it either.

The boss not only saw his inner thoughts, but also took the initiative to give him a face.

After all, he doesn't even think he has face.

Speaking of which, it is indeed not easy for PI to maintain a Hellboy like Grote. At least he can get some useful information out of his mouth every time.

Groat is deceitful, remorseful, and extremely greedy.

From the initial sacrifice of just a chicken, to cows, sheep, and human corpses, due to the continuous increase in sacrifices, the price has now increased to the point where a living person is required every time.

If it continues, when its appetite grows bigger and it wants to ask for information, PI may not even be able to afford the sacrifice.

But Grote is greedy,

But regarding the authenticity of the information given, he has never lied, which is why the PI is willing to keep it.

Many hell creatures look down on human beings at all. After they get the benefits, they eat them up, but they are left full of lies.

Just because these things were clearly eaten and taken away, and false news was deliberately given out, a lot of PI people were deceived.

"Colley, take out the intelligence questionnaire you prepared in advance."

Harrison first tilted his head and glanced in the direction of the open door, then suddenly smiled like an aunt, turned to another man in a trench coat and said.

The man in the trench coat named Colley heard this,

From the inner pocket of the windbreaker, he took out a notebook and a pen, and threw them into the salt circle together.

"Groat, don't just say thank you. Write out all 13 pieces of information and tell us. It will be considered as a reward for saving your life." Harrison said with a smile: "Your life is worth it. 13 messages, I heard that you hell creatures all like 13 and think it is a lucky number."

"No, those demons only like 13, I only like B!"

Grote squeezed the left and right tentacles that had been installed upside down due to excessive panic, into his head with the palm of his hand, completed the left and right exchange in the skull, and popped out of his forehead again, while licking his lips and said:

"13 messages! How many points will I be given?"

While talking, he kept stroking his horns with his hands. This was a symbol of his noble status. It was similar to the horns of a devil, but it could charm many evil spirits.

"The boss shouldn't be far away yet!" Harrison kept smiling, "How about I go and consult?"

"No, no more points, I'll write it right now."

As soon as the tail was glued on, the evil spirit Grote regained his three-part nature. When he heard the word 'big boss', he immediately shrunk his neck, controlled the pen in the air, and started writing furiously.

The writing was quickly completed, and Harrison kept his promise and returned Grote to hell.

He was looking through the undried information.

The man in the trench coat next to him, Colley, pulled the back of his shirt that was soaked in cold sweat to separate it from his skin. He couldn't help but said:

"Harrison, do you think our plan was discovered by the boss?"

The young man stood aside silently. When he heard this, he raised his head in confusion: "Ah! What's the plan?"

But the other six people ignored him. This young man didn't have enough emotional intelligence and had to continue to practice.

"Yes, it was discovered!" Harrison nodded affirmatively.

"But for now, fortunately among the misfortunes, the boss is not angry, but just goes with the flow and helps us."

"Firstly, we have indeed helped, and this guy Grote happens to know the detailed information; secondly, the other party should have a lawful evil character, and is not as irritable and killing indiscriminately as a demon."

"It's really dangerous this time!" Colley said fearfully, covering his hands together.

Their PI people knew from the beginning that Evil Spirit Grote would never hand over information honestly. The last time they asked for information about the 'cultists in Buller Town', they asked for three prisoners.

This time, absolutely not, it only took three prisoners to open their mouths and reveal the information.

A psychic in their organization communicated with Grote in advance and only started to summon him after knowing clearly that Grote knew information about Northumberland.

After all, the sacrifice can only be enjoyed after summoning, otherwise Grote will not reveal any information.

This time, they deliberately brought only three prisoners and asked Wu Heng to inquire in person.

they believe,

Faced with the information clues that Wu Heng is concerned about, he will definitely ask them personally to feel more at ease. This is human nature.

And Grote's bad character has been thoroughly analyzed by them long ago, knowing that this time, Grote will definitely anger Wu Heng.

During the trip to the military base, they risked their lives and found out: Although Wu Heng can kill, he is not a chaotic, evil character who kills at will.

This time, I wanted to use Wu Heng's hand to play a trick on the tiger, so as to teach the greedy Grote a lesson.

And he can also take the opportunity to further observe Wu Heng,

Analyze more about the strongman's character and behavior so that we can formulate effective response plans in the future.

After deciding on the plan, it was implemented.

At the beginning, things went smoothly and everything went as they imagined.

Wu Heng was indeed angered, and came to them, and severely ravaged the greedy Grote.

But when Wu Heng asked them if they wanted to help kill Grote,

The six people who knew the plan were frightened into a cold sweat.

This act of deliberately questioning them and leaving Groat's life to their decision.

Except for the young man, the other six instantly understood the meaning of this sentence: their intentions had been discovered by Wu Heng!

Therefore,

Even though Harrison wanted Grote to live and continue to provide them with information, he did not dare to climb down the bar and continue to plead for Grote.

At that time, they even thought: If only seven of them died, they would be able to calm Wu Heng's anger at being plotted.

The result was unexpected,

Wu Heng did not express his anger, but instead helped them, putting the credit for Grote's survival on their heads.

Thinking of this, the other five people looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief, with joy of life on their faces.

Harrison's face was serious, he sighed, and said helplessly: "With great strength, the ability to penetrate people's hearts, crisp and clear killings, and not subject to the laws of hell, with such people, America is in danger!"

Their PI organization uses their identities as ordinary people to deal with various monsters and monsters, taking advantage of each other's flaws to check and balance each other.

Many powerful evil creatures have their own paranoid personalities, and naturally have loopholes that can be exploited.

This was the first time they encountered Wu Heng, an evil person with no obvious flaws.

Actually,

It was indeed as they thought. Wu Heng, who was rushing back to the gathering place of believers, did see through their thoughts at that time.

Although the emotions of those six people were very stable,

But the fear fluctuations on his body and the changes in his eyes immediately made Wu Heng realize that the other party was taking advantage of the situation.

But as long as nothing blocks his path and nothing interferes with him,

In addition, Wu Heng did provide useful information and helped himself, so Wu Heng didn't care about the other party's little arrogance.

If he hadn't beaten Grote, the time wasted just in bargaining between them would have been even longer than the time it would have taken Wu Heng to take action directly.

He has lost nothing by using wild evil spirits to return favors to himself.

When Wu Heng returned, the believers' celebration party had ended. Corey and Blake were sitting side by side on a fallen tree pole, drinking beer and chatting.

After the two experienced life and death in dreams together, they no longer had the original idea of ​​fighting openly and secretly, and became good brothers.

"Blake, since Lori's relationship with you is still so good, I suggest you not let her stay in Springwood Town. Someone may use this to threaten you."

Corey reminded Blake as someone who had been there.

"You have a story, tell it. I've finished telling mine." Blake lifted the can of beer and the two clinked their glasses.

Corey took a big sip and talked about his regrets about Alison.

He still doesn't understand why Alice must put two unrelated things, cowardice, bullying and feelings together.

He wants to have love, but he never wants to be bullied.

Wu Heng did not disturb anyone, found a place, summoned the dream realm, and entered the dream.

He restrained his thoughts to prevent the spread of messy thoughts, the dream dissipated, and he quickly fell into the dreamless zone.

Various strange insect-eating light groups became restless after discovering him.

Different from nightmares, the nightmare power generated by Wu Heng when he had dreams contained dream factors, and he could easily isolate these eating insects.

They are inherently unable to break through dreams.

Wu Heng followed Freddy's route to Crystal Lake and sank rapidly in his dream.

The surrounding darkness also began to change,

At first, like white clouds appearing in the blue sky, substantial shadows gradually appeared in the dark dreamless zone.

Continue to sink again,

Wu Heng felt as if he was walking on foot, slowly walking from a sunny place to a snowy area, surrounded by a sponge-like dark material.

Gradually, these substances became thicker and thicker like snow, and Wu Heng felt a landing feeling similar to that when the space cover of a lighthouse disappeared.

He has entered the hell of this world.

Endless shadows enveloped the entire sky, and the air was filled with a suffocating sulfur and stink that was extremely pungent.

The ground under my feet was extremely hot, and from time to time there were tiny flames rising from the ground.

Strange roars and moans continued to come from the surrounding darkness, echoing in the space.

At this time, Wu Heng suddenly felt that more than a thousand fear links appeared in his mind, 512 of which were weak links gathered together, and the remaining 500 or so were scattered all over the place, with the distance span in between Very big.

And these scattered fears,

They vary in strength, some are extremely strong, and some are so weak that they almost break off immediately.

He guessed that these people, the rich ones among them, should be the people he killed. Fortunately, they did not die cleanly and came to hell.

As for the extremely weak ones, there should be some extremely evil people who watched Michael’s online videos and died after accidents.

Wu Heng also confirmed immediately,

Those five hundred fear links gathered together are definitely believers who were taken away by the witch.

He identified the direction and fired a wave of nightmare power at will, scattering an evil spirit that rushed towards him fifty meters away, turning it into black smoke and flying away from the place.

During the flight,

Wu Heng discovered that the air here had a sticky feeling. The originally light and light bodies of ordinary sinful souls had mass here, causing them to only walk slowly.

And there is no breath of life here at all,

Evil souls will be burned by sudden flames and burned by the ground. Their destination can only be endless darkness.

The evil spirits who were slightly stronger and could withstand the torture were also distorted and angered by the aura of hell contained in the air, which eroded their thoughts.

Wu Heng suddenly felt that Groat was able to maintain part of his sanity in this environment with that low-level power, which was considered a talent.

During the continuous flight,

The hot air can suddenly turn into biting coldness, and then into rancid humidity. Various environments are constantly changing.

Wu Heng is also getting closer and closer to the position of the believers.

He looked at the surrounding environment, compared it with the marks provided by Grote, and found that they were basically consistent.