Chapter 408 "Fantasy of Omens", Earl of Mud and Stone Sea, and [Biological Painting]

"Slowly turn around and don't think about escaping. We don't want to kill anyone who has nothing to do with us today, and we don't want to cause trouble."

Chen Yan turned around slowly, and the hand cannon was immediately pressed against his back. Ryan Gama was less than ten centimeters behind him, which was exactly the length of the hand cannon.

"In compensation for your breach of contract, Mr. Chen, you need to pay some price to appease our anger."

The Powder Keg Gang Hunter and his minions came just in time. It was just getting dark and the street lights had not yet turned on. It was just the beginning of the evening after work. Walker Street was crowded with people. The workers had been tired for a day and just wanted to go home.

When you rest at home, no one cares about what happens in a darkened apartment down the street.

"You found an interesting place, right Mr. Chen? We are very interested in it. Maybe you can take us there."

The hand cannon pushed Chen Yan forward.

How did Ryan Gama know about the chimney tunnel?

My roof...is it being monitored...

It's not surprising when you think about it. Last Sunday night, there was a conflict with some of those forces, and there was a dispute. They must take follow-up measures. They had not taken any action before, maybe just because they were concerned about Ogami.

And the Powder Keg Gang may be their minions.

The uninvited guest attracted the attention of the tenants. This time, before Messiah could turn around, Osmandis whispered:

"They are hunters with special resistance. My ability has no effect on them."

The tenants did not dare to act rashly, but Chen Yan nodded to them, indicating not to worry.

All the way up to the roof, Ryan Gama's minions searched Chen Yan.

They first got the Skylark-300 on their waist. The moment they saw this pocket pistol, one of the minions whistled and said:

"His gun is so short!"

The vulgar pun joke caused a burst of laughter from everyone in the Powder Keg Gang. They are the Francois who hang out at the bottom of Yanan City. They know more than a hundred kinds of vulgar jokes related to genitals.

The next thing that was taken away was the electric lantern. These ruffians had obviously never seen anything like this before. After shouting in surprise, they expressed their intention to take this thing as their own.

The three parts that Chen Yan originally put in his coat pocket were also taken away by them. These were also things they had never seen before. After Ryan Gama said that this thing might be a sacrifice used by some extraordinary sacrifice, they immediately

Divided the three parts.

The last thing that was taken away was the sacrificial knife. They expressed disdain for Chen Yan's behavior of using a bone knife to defend himself, and made it clear that using a bone knife to defend himself was something that their uncivilized ancestors could only do thousands of years ago.

Fortunately, the tofu-like mobile phone was left in Chen Yan's pocket. The gangsters from the Powder Keg Gang were unable to activate the screen of the mobile phone, and felt that the smooth and greasy feel of the thing was disgusting, so they threw it to Chen Yan.

He also said, "Asians actually like to eat tofu with mold. It's really disgusting."

Chen Yan felt that these people were hopeless.

But being coerced by this group of people and preparing to enter the wilderness, my future is even more bleak.

Chen Yan wanted to delay time. It was already half past six in the afternoon and Ogami was about to get off work. Maybe he would be able to wait until Ogami came home in the next minute. That way...

"Mr. Chen, what are you waiting for? Waiting for that ninja to come back?"

Ryan Gama smiled, showing his big shining gold teeth.

"He won't come back. The Adams boy has caused big trouble and is hiding in his turtle shell, afraid to come out. Ninjas are his golden bodyguards. How could that boy let him leave his side?"

Damn, these bastards came prepared.

Chen Yan looked at the kerosene lantern hanging on his waist.

This guy obviously knows that light is needed to walk in the wilderness.

"Don't leave my side, otherwise you will lose the light source and turn into a monster. I will not show mercy."

Chen Yan looked at the muzzle of the hand cannon, which was as thick as his arm, and gave Ryan Gama a middle finger.

Moving down the escalator in the chimney, new light sources are constantly lighting up overhead, which is the light emitted by the various lanterns worn by the gangsters of the Powder Keg Gang.

Chen Yan went all the way down, and his white gloves were quickly stained by the soot on the escalator. When he figured it was about the same, he turned on his spiritual vision.

After becoming a "Psychic Synaesthete", turning on and off your spiritual vision is completely a matter of opening and closing your eyelids. This is completely different from the previous process of turning on and off your spiritual vision by just "feeling". The controllability has been greatly increased. It is completely

The feeling of controlling the torso of the body.

A group of 8 people entered the wilderness cabin, and Chen Yan could no longer see the figure of Creese Hunter.

Where did he go? Did he leave from the chimney, or...had he gone deep into the wilderness?

Chen Yan glanced at it and saw the machine that was still running and could emit moonlight.

But there was no more moonlight above the head, and everything above the "sky" fell into deep and rich darkness again.

Under the canopy, the machine that emits moonlight can only illuminate a small part of the space inside the hut. The outside of the hut is plunged into pure darkness, and the damaged part of the hollow wall looks like a monster's huge mouth, ferocious and terrifying.

"It smells like fresh blood."

A minion was lying on the ground, licking the blood on the ground.

"There are two kinds of blood...an old blood, which is similar to the viscous rotten liquid of the undead, and a new blood, which is the blood of squid."

Squid blood?

Chen Yan immediately realized that "squid" was a synonym for something.

Just listen to Ryan Gama say:

"Mouse, go and look at the window."

The sly-looking guy came to the completely damaged window, licked the damaged part, and then said in horror:

"What...what is this? I've never seen it before!"

Ryan Gama immediately said:

"Mouse, come back!"

The mouse immediately returned to Ryan Gama, only to see Ryan Gama's eyes staring behind him. He turned around and saw that the darkness where he was standing had been distorted to a certain extent, and there was something the size of a human head like a whirlpool.

Appearing in space out of thin air, things around the vortex were twisted and involved. In a moment, the window frames and walls around the vortex had completely disappeared.

The vortex quickly calmed down, and the space returned to its original state, leaving only the strange holes on the wall proving that the vortex once existed.

"what is that?"

Is that... a space rift?

Chen Yan knew, but Chen Yan didn't say anything. When he heard the rat's shock at the whirlpool, he immediately understood that Ryan Gama didn't know everything - he knew that there was a light source to survive in the wilderness, but he didn't know that in the wilderness

There are spatial rifts that may appear at any time.

Thinking of this, Chen Yan suddenly felt the muzzle of the hand cannon pressing against his back again.

"Move forward."

This is using me as a pathfinder!

Chen Yan had no room for resistance and could only move forward.

He soon came to the broken door at the edge of the hut. There was deep darkness outside the door, but Ryan Gama had no intention of stopping.

The flame of the kerosene lantern illuminated an area less than 1 meter in front of Chen Yan. There was darkness 1 meter away. He recalled the "wave" in the darkness under the moonlight that he had seen when he left last time. He thought, maybe in

In the darkness, desolation is everywhere.

He took a step forward and left the confines of the hut.

The ground in the wilderness was covered with withered meadows. The withered grass had hardened but did not break when stepped on. Chen Yan looked at the ground through the faint light of the fire and saw that under the withered grass there was not earth and stone, but some kind of

...It's soft, similar to a sponge, but much harder than a sponge, enough for people to stand on it, but just enough to not feel the elasticity.

It's really...weird.

Ryan Gamma was always 10 centimeters away from Chen Yan's back, but the hand cannon was put away. Chen Yan had no light source, so it was impossible to leave 1 meter away from him, and Chen Yan had no weapons, so it was impossible to cause him any harm.

threaten.

Chen Yan estimated in his mind that after walking forward for about 10 minutes, a wall suddenly appeared in front of him.

The visible range in the dark was too small. Even if the seven members of the Powder Keg Gang gathered together, the lighting range would not exceed a distance of 4 meters.

They had a tacit understanding and acted collectively. After walking around the wall, they roughly saw that this was an old house that had sunk into the ground. Although the walls were decayed, the former glory of the old house could still be seen——

This may be an asset of the nobility.

"Don't believe everything you see with your eyes, think about what this thing actually represents."

Ryan Gama reminded the members of the Powder Keg Gang, and Chen Yan finally realized that the "symbol" theory still applies here.

Although the house can barely be regarded as a mansion, its style is very old, similar to some dilapidated houses in the old city of Yanan City. The doors and windows are broken, and you can only enter through one window by bending down.

"Mr. Chen, please go first."

Chen Yan cursed in his heart, but for the time being he had no choice but to slowly enter the old house in silence.

In the faint firelight, Chen Yan saw that the walls of the room on this floor of the old house were almost covered with various framed oil paintings, but the oil paintings depicted not only busts of humans, but also busts of beasts, and even

It was the bust of some indescribable monster.

Perhaps because these portraits were so lifelike, when Chen Yan looked at those portraits, he always felt that the things in the portraits were also looking at him.
To be continued...