Trickster Hunter

Chapter 270 Hair

Just when Sun Hang was about to go forward to check, a shrill scream suddenly came from the main house behind him.

"Give me back my son's life!"

"Ah? What the hell?"

Sun Hang turned his head and saw a dishevelled "woman" rushing out of the main house.

"She" was wearing a dirty, ragged linen robe, and all parts of her body except her head were wrapped in this robe, but even that head was covered by long, dirty black hair that dragged all the way to the ground, and the appearance of this "woman" could not be seen at all.

However, from the outline of the robe, it can be determined that this "woman" has a very shriveled figure, and there is almost no difference between the front and back of the chest - plus he can't see her hands, feet and face, so Sun Hang is not sure whether the other party is facing him or facing away from him.

"Are you COSing Sadako?" Sun Hang asked, "Is there a well in this yard?"

"Give me back my son's life!"

The other party shouted in a sharp and piercing voice, and in an instant, a huge amount of hair rushed out from under her robe and entangled Sun Hang frantically.

Caught off guard, Sun Hang's left wrist was immediately entangled by black hair - these black hairs felt sticky and greasy, but also extremely sharp. The moment they entangled Sun Hang's wrist, they cut the skin and sank deeply into the flesh.

However, what made Sun Hang a little strange was that the wound on his wrist did not feel painful, but instead came with a tingling sensation that made his scalp numb.

"Toxin?"

Sun Hang didn't think much, drew his knife and cut off the hair, shook his wrist hard, and threw the hair that was tied into the flesh to the ground.

"Give me back my son's life!" The Sadako cosplayer did not stop there, but summoned more hair to attack Sun Hang. Sun Hang had to turn around and go behind the shadow wall, waving the saber in his hand, and constantly chopping the hair that was approaching.

"Is the thing in the wall your son?" Sun Hang asked loudly.

"Give me back my son's life!"

"He provoked me first."

"Give me back my son's life!"

"Is that all you can say?"

"Give me back my son's life!"

Looking at the endless tide of hair, Sun Hang suddenly felt irritated. After cutting off a bunch of hair that was wrapped around his neck, Sun Hang simply stopped dodging and directly pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the head of "Sadako".

"Forget it, I am a kind-hearted person and can't bear to see such a tragedy in the world... Then I will reunite you mother and son."

After saying that, Sun Hang pulled the trigger.

The deafening sound of gunfire echoed in the yard again. "Sadako's" head exploded, and the whole person fell straight back, and the wildly dancing hair stopped and fell to the ground.

Seeing the other party being shot dead, Sun Hang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that this weird thing is still reasonable - the "physical" "reason".

He walked forward and used the tip of the knife to pick up the robe wrapped around "Sadako", but the expected headless corpse did not appear - the robe was wrapped in a large group of dirty black hair, nothing but hair.

"What a pity, I wanted to evaluate the body shape..."

In a trance, Sun Hang suddenly felt that the wound on his left wrist was itchy and unbearable. He subconsciously reached out to scratch it, but he caught a handful of bloody hair.

He looked down at his wrist. These hairs were "growing" out of the wound, and in a blink of an eye, the wound had been stretched and cracked.

However, Sun Hang did not feel any pain at all, as if the arm was not his.

"Give me back my son's life!" The other party's scream rang out again, but this time, the voice rang in Sun Hang's head.

"Oh, it ran into my body?" Sun Hang held the saber in his other hand and directly cut open the wound on his left wrist, cutting off all the flesh and blood that had grown hair... Fortunately, the whole arm had no pain. Although the operation was rough, it was still neat. As the "hairy" pieces of meat were removed one by one, the woman's scream gradually disappeared in Sun Hang's mind.

"Huh... Finally, it's quiet." Sun Hang took out the medical bag he carried with him, stuffed the alcohol cotton into the gap left after the meat was dug out, and then bandaged the wound with a bandage - if the pain was still there, just cutting off the "infected" flesh and blood would be enough to make Sun Hang grimace in pain, not to mention stuffing the alcohol cotton used for disinfection into the wound.

"It's probably the same feeling when a doctor performs surgery on a patient who has been given anesthesia?"

After bandaging, Sun Hang moved his left arm. Apart from the lack of pain, the strength and flexibility of his left arm were not affected by the injury at all, and even the sense of touch was not lost.

"It doesn't seem to be a toxin..."

Sun Hang rubbed the thumb of his left hand back and forth on the pulps of the other four fingers. The sense of touch from the fingertips was quite real, and there was no delay at all... It didn't look like he was hit by a toxin that could make the pain disappear.

When Sun Hang was undergoing a comprehensive examination at the institute, he also underwent a neurotoxin tolerance test - the researcher would inject a very small dose of a substance extracted from snake venom into the dermis of one of Sun Hang's fingers. In a few seconds, the entire finger would become swollen and unconscious, which was very close to the feeling of being given anesthesia.

But now, Sun Hang is only missing the feeling of "pain".

He couldn't help but think of his previous experience of using "Wish Come True" to block his own pain... Could it be that his lost ability has returned?

Sun Hang tried to activate the "armband" stuck on his forearm, but the "armband" did not move at all.

He tried to summon the mycelium of Tai Sui from his body again, but there was no response.

"Okay, I thought too much." Sun Hang sighed helplessly, wiped the blood on the blade with "Sadako's" robe, and sheathed the knife.

But the next second, something strange happened.

The blood stains on the robe were quickly absorbed, and then the robe seemed to come alive, swaying and "standing" from the ground.

"Is this a resurrection?" Sun Hang squinted in confusion. He noticed that the hair that was originally wrapped in the robe had fallen to the ground, and only the robe moved.

"Could it be that the robe is the real body?"

Sun Hang was also bold. He stretched out his hand to grab the robe, but the robe dodged very flexibly and then floated towards the main house.

"Is this... luring the enemy deep into the house?" Sun Hang watched the robe float into the house and couldn't help but hesitate.

Chase or not?

He was not worried about an ambush in the main house. The biggest problem now was the lack of ammunition.

One bullet was used to blow up the Buddha statue enshrined in the store owner's home, two bullets were used to break the door bolt of the courtyard door, and three bullets were wasted on the things in the shadow wall. As for the last bullet, it was consumed when he just did a good deed to send the mother and son to reunite - Sun Hang's gun chamber was already empty.

"I should have brought the assault rifle in earlier." Sun Hang muttered, "Damn, I didn't expect bullets to be so useful here, this is unscientific."

Sun Hang stared at the open door of the main house for a few seconds, then turned around and walked out.

There is a saying that goes, all fear comes from insufficient firepower, so as long as the firepower is sufficient, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Sun Hang planned to return to the off-road vehicle and take the assault rifle and all the ammunition with him - anyway, the sound of the few shots just fired had already spread throughout Maoyun Town, so there was no need to worry about whether it was disturbing or not.

Sun Hang had just raised his front foot and was about to step out of the courtyard door, but his back foot was suddenly entangled by the hair that came out of the gap between the floor tiles, and the shrill and cold cry sounded again.

"It's really... the ghost is still there."

Sun Hang swung his knife to cut off the hair, but before he jumped out of the yard, the courtyard door was heavily closed - there was no bolt, but the two door panels seemed to be welded together, and no matter how much force Sun Hang used, he couldn't push it open.

The ground began to shake, and many bluestone slabs were pushed up by a strange force, and countless black hairs emerged from the soil.

Sun Hang was ready to climb over the wall, but he didn't know when the height of the courtyard wall had increased several times - the courtyard wall, which was only three meters high at most, was now as high as a three-story building.

The bluestone slabs broke into pieces, the soil rolled up like boiling water, and the dirty hair came out of the ground with a sharp hiss... There was almost no place to land in the whole yard - except for Sun Hang's feet and a path leading directly to the main house.

The ground of this path did not change at all, as if there was an invisible force that isolated all the hair outside.

"Your intention of inviting you into a trap is too obvious, right? Do you think I'm a fool?" Sun Hang looked at this route and couldn't help but sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bluestone slab under his feet began to tremble, and fine cracks appeared on the surface of the slab.

The other party's intention was obvious - either enter the main house; or be strangled into a pulp by endless strange hair.

"Another choice between two..." Sun Hang took a deep breath, "Damn, I hate choosing between two."

He couldn't help but think of the scene when Yang Lian forced him to sign a contract to sell his body when he just woke up in the hospital.

"Damn, sooner or later I have to let her experience this feeling." Sun Hang bit his back teeth, "But before that, I have to go back alive."

A few more strands of hair emerged from the ground and wrapped around Sun Hang's lower body. Sun Hang swung his knife to cut it off. Then, like a ghost, he stuffed his painless left hand into his mouth and bit it hard.

Sun Hang bit so hard that he could see the white bones in the blink of an eye. The next second, the bright red blood gushed out of the wound, dyeing the whole palm red.

Sun Hang turned around and smeared the blood on his palm on the closed door.

His blood started to burn almost as soon as it touched the door panel. In less than half a second, the two heavy doors were burned to ashes.

"The good news is that it works." Sun Hang thought the moment he stepped out of the gate, "but the bad news is... I don't seem to have turned back into a normal person."

The moment the gate was burned, the hair in the yard suddenly rushed up like crazy, and even the path "specially reserved" for Sun Hang was instantly covered with hair - but just as these hairs passed through the gate and tried to chase Sun Hang, they actually burned directly, and the unique stench of burnt protein immediately filled the entire street.

Sun Hang took two steps back, watching the hairs scramble to shrink back... but the flames spread through the hairs in an instant, and soon the whole yard had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Sun Hang opened the mirror and found that the flames in the mirror were dark blue... and looked exactly like the dragon flames of the black dragon.

"Is this... Lao Wang's dragon flame?"

Sun Hang took two deep breaths and then spat bloody saliva on the ground.

He raised his palm and looked at the wound that was so deep that the bone could be seen - the blood was still flowing, and the whole sleeve had been stained black and red. When the cold wind blew, Sun Hang couldn't help but shiver.

"Since the dragon flame is still there, why is the ability to recover gone?"

Sun Hang used his hands and mouth to wrap the bandage around his palm with some effort - when he and Wang Xiyi were "fighting hand to hand", the wounds bitten by the other party were sometimes deeper than this, but with the blessing of Tai Sui's ability, even if Wang Xiyi directly bit off Sun Hang's neck, Sun Hang could recover as before within a few seconds. But now... let alone healing the wound, even stopping the bleeding seems a bit difficult.

"I won't die from excessive blood loss, right?" Sun Hang scratched the messy hair on his head and muttered - he had already lost a lot of blood when he just cut off the flesh of those long hairs, and now in order to break the door, he took the initiative to create such a deep wound... Logically speaking, with such a large amount of blood loss, even if there is no shock, the head will feel a little dizzy... But for some reason, Sun Hang feels very good now, not only is he not weak, but he doesn't even feel tired.

"Is it because of the effect of adrenaline?" Sun Hang also had two high-concentration adrenaline injections in his medical bag, but he did not use them - this thing is usually used when you are in desperate situations.

They are not used to save lives, but to fight the enemy to the death.

"Forget it, let's go back to the car and get all the equipment..."

Sun Hang was about to turn around, but something he saw from the corner of his eye made him freeze in place.

The two missing little girls appeared on both sides behind him at some point, staring blankly at the fire in the yard.

The firelight reflected on their white cheeks, looking red.

"The Zhou family was wiped out." A little girl said, "Orphans and widows, so pitiful."

"Yes, even the house was burned down." Another little girl continued.