Chapter 6 The Demon-Faced Man Outside the Old City.

The man who had just opened the forbidden ruins sat by the signboard, turned his head to look at the half-still old city like a canvas, shook his head helplessly, took out his phone from his pocket, and started playing a game.

"Brother, why are you sitting here playing with your phone in the middle of the night? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold on your butt?" Not long after, a pedestrian walked over from the opposite side of the road and burst into laughter at the sight.

The man glanced at him, then continued to operate his phone with a serious expression, "Nothing to do, just killing time." The pedestrian smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and offered it to the man.

The man waved his hand, saying seriously, "It's working hours, no smoking." "Hey, you're squatting on the street playing with your phone, is that considered working?" The pedestrian chuckled.

"Hmm." "Alright." The pedestrian shrugged, stood up, and walked towards the street behind the man.

"Where are you going?" the man suddenly asked.

"Home." "You can't go back, at least not now." The pedestrian raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?" "This road is closed now, you can only go back when it's open." The man pointed to the signboard behind him.

The pedestrian followed his finger and saw the signboard inexplicably standing in the middle of the road.

Just as he was about to say something, the words "No Entry Ahead" on the signboard flashed briefly.

The pedestrian's gaze suddenly became blank.

After a few seconds, he stiffly turned around and walked back step by step along the way he came, his eyes filled with confusion...

The man seemed unsurprised by this, just as he was about to continue playing his game, another man's voice suddenly came through his earpiece.

"Zhao Kongcheng!" At the sound of this voice, the man suddenly sat up from the ground, the leisure and fatigue on his face disappeared, replaced by absolute seriousness! "Captain, what's wrong?" "There's a problem, a Ghost-Faced King has emerged among this group of demon-faced people.

While we were besieging the other demon-faced people, he critically injured Hongying and escaped from the forbidden ruins through the sewer." "Ghost-Faced King?"

Zhao Kongcheng's face changed, "Which way did he go? I'll intercept him!"

"No, Kongcheng, you're not good at combat, you can't win against the Ghost-Faced King, I'll go after him." Zhao Kongcheng was stunned, "Then what should I..."

"After the Ghost-Faced King escaped, two more demon-faced people took the opportunity to flee into the sewer, and the others are busy dealing with the remaining demon-faced people." "Which direction?"

"Southeast." "Got it." A gleam of determination flashed in Zhao Kongcheng's eyes as he sprinted to the other end of the street, got into a black van, stepped on the gas pedal, and sped away amid a buzzing sound.

On the passenger seat beside him lay a neatly folded black and red cloak, and a sheathed straight sword! ...

"Alright, I'm going to turn here, I'll leave first." Wang Shao stopped, turned back to the four people behind him.

Just then, Li Yifei seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "Wang Shao, if I remember correctly, isn't your house near the old city?" "Yes, what's up?" "...Nothing, just be careful on your way back."

Wang Shao's mouth twitched slightly, rolled his eyes, "If you have something to say, just say it, don't stop halfway and make people feel uncomfortable." Li Yifei hesitated for a moment, "I heard that the old city has been restless recently, there's a serial killer on the loose!" "A serial killer? Is it true?" Jiang Qian was skeptical.

"Of course it's true!" Li Yifei looked around, lowered his voice, "You may not know about this, but in the past few days, over a dozen people have died in the old city." "Over a dozen people? That's impossible, if there was such a big commotion, the news would have reported it by now." Wang Shao shook his head.

"Hey, how is it impossible? I'm telling you, there's something fishy about this.

Someone higher up forcefully suppressed the news.

If it weren't for my dad working at the police station, I wouldn't have known about this." "Fishy? What do you mean by fishy?" "It is said..." Li Yifei paused, then lowered his voice a bit.

"It is said that...

the faces of those who died were completely peeled off, leaving only a bloody mess of flesh and protruding eyeballs on their faces.

The method was extremely brutal!" A cool evening breeze passed by, and when they heard this, several people felt a chill running from their feet to their heads! "Li Yifei! Are you crazy? Talking about this late at night!" Jiang Qian's face turned pale, subconsciously looking around the quiet street, annoyed.

This area was already close to the old city, a remote area of Cangnan City.

It was almost ten o'clock after the evening self-study, and there was not a single pedestrian on the road.

Li Yifei's words, combined with the deserted street, truly made people feel uneasy.

Not only her, even Wang Shao and Liu Yuan, two grown men, were a bit scared.

Wang Shao glanced at the narrow path he was about to take and suddenly felt a bit uneasy...

If Li Yifei's words only made people a bit scared, what Lin Qiye said next directly made their scalps tingle! After pondering for a moment, Lin Qiye softly said, "Are you sure...

that these things were done by humans?" "Qiye, you..." Jiang Qian's body trembled! Wang Shao and Liu Yuan's mouths twitched slightly, and their gazes towards Lin Qiye suddenly became strange.

Lin Qiye, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, turned out to be the one hiding the deepest? Li Yifei looked at Lin Qiye in surprise, "Do you think so too?" "Shut up shut up shut up!" Jiang Qian couldn't take it anymore, she reached out and twisted Li Yifei's arm hard, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Don't tell ghost stories in the middle of the night!! I still have to go home later!" Li Yifei, holding his arm in pain, muttered softly on the side, "This is not a ghost story..." Wang Shao shrugged, "I'm not going to talk nonsense with you guys.

I don't believe in these supernatural things anyway, I'm leaving." Wang Shao's figure gradually disappeared into the narrow alley.

Jiang Qian glared at Li Yifei again, took a few steps forward, then suddenly stopped.

She sniffed hard, furrowing her brows slightly, a hint of confusion in her eyes, and said, "Have you guys smelled that stench?" "Stench?" "It's that kind of smell, like something rotting." "I didn't smell it, what about you, Liu Yuan?" "I didn't either...

Ugh!!" Liu Yuan hadn't finished speaking when his face suddenly changed, covering his nose abruptly, looking around in horror.

Lin Qiye was about to say something when an extremely nauseating stench suddenly rushed into his nostrils.

It felt like smelling a piece of meat that had been rotting in a cesspool for over ten days, mixed with a dozen rotten eggs.

Just a whiff made his stomach churn violently.

This was the most putrid smell Lin Qiye had ever encountered in his life.

As for Jiang Qian, who had the most sensitive nose, she immediately crouched down and started vomiting.

"Damn, what the hell is that stench?!" Li Yifei shouted, covering his nose.

"I don't know." Lin Qiye furrowed his brows slightly, then after a moment, he pointed towards the alley where Wang Shao had left.

"But judging from the direction of the smell, it seems to be coming from there." The next moment, a tragic scream echoed from not far away, reverberating in the silent night sky.