Chapter 2358 Strange Fog
The suddenly rising thick fog completely isolated everyone, and nothing could be seen beyond two meters.
The nervousness spread again.
I was originally trapped here, but now I was surrounded by thick fog, which made it worse.
The fear caused by the inability to see properly caused everyone to subconsciously gather together and call each other to determine the location of their companions.
However, the most important question has not yet been resolved, that is, how should they get out of this area without their guide?
The old woman and others quickly gathered together and looked around cautiously, fearing that the monks in short coats would launch a sneak attack.
The shooting with firearms and weapons just now temporarily scared off the monks in short coats, but they did not kill them.
Now that the thick fog is rising, the opponent is very likely to use the cover of the thick fog to launch a sneak attack. With the ability he just showed, it is entirely possible to kill anyone.
So in this case, several monks should unite instead of acting alone.
As for those mercenaries, there is no need to pay attention to them at all. To the monks, mortals are just ants and tools for use.
When it is no longer useful, you can throw it away directly.
However, since firearms and weapons can harm monks in short coats, mercenaries must be brought with them to ensure sufficient safety.
The monk's kindness must have a reason.
“Everyone listen, follow the team and don’t fall behind.
Once a dangerous situation is discovered, sound a warning immediately and remember not to shoot at will. "
If the old woman and others are hit by bullets, they will also be injured and die, so I specially remind you.
If they are hit by stray bullets, wouldn't they die unjustly?
At this moment, I have lost my guide, Everyone became more and more cautious when moving forward, especially the old woman who was responsible for leading the way. She took every step forward with caution.
The communication compass only had two pieces. Otherwise, she would have already tried to find a way to contact the middle-aged monk, so why would she be so uncomfortable. ?
In the process of tentatively moving forward, I encountered energy vortices several times, and was almost sucked into it. The old woman and others were frightened into cold sweats.
Until this moment, they didn't realize how important it was to have a guide, but unfortunately the monk in short coat had disappeared.
The real monk in the short coat is nowhere to be found, and the fake one is so fierce and unusual that it gives people a terrible headache.
After walking for half a day, the fog became thicker and thicker, and the only things everyone could see were the companions connected by ropes in front and behind.
It was extremely quiet in the thick fog. It seemed that only the sound of footsteps existed, and there was no other sound.
"Crash..."
There was a sound of scraping grass blades, which alerted everyone who was nervous. Some people's bodies were shaking constantly, entirely due to fear and nervousness.
"Ah...!"
A short scream came, making everyone's hearts sink. The thing they were most worried about finally happened.
“Don’t panic, immediately count the numbers one by one, and at the same time tap your companions behind you to see who is causing the problem.”
The mercenary captain said loudly that because he could not see the situation of the entire team, he could only determine the personnel losses through this method.
"One, two, three..."
The counting sounds sounded one after another, and when the count reached twenty, it suddenly stopped.
"What's going on? Who is the twentieth?"
The mercenary captain and others had already been alert, so they immediately asked.
The other mercenaries immediately determined the location of the problem based on their rankings, but the thick fog prevented them from seeing anything.
The mercenary ranked nineteenth was so frightened that he trembled all over, turned around and aimed his gun behind him.
In the looming thick fog, a slightly stooped figure stood, looking familiar.
"Two to twenty..."
The hoarse voice sounded, which was also familiar, but it sounded like a numb scalp.
Although the count has been reported, you can tell by the sound that something is wrong with this guy.
The mercenary's heart was beating wildly, because he had heard that the voice was exactly the same as that of a monk in a short coat.
Sure enough, as the mist moved, a thin face appeared, staring at him with round eyes.
It is indeed his companion, but there is only one head, held by a skinny hand.
The head moved, revealing a face with a weird smile. It was the monk in the short coat.
"Bang!" The mercenary, who was out of control, suddenly pulled the trigger, and the bullet hit the monk in short coat.
Because of the fog, the monk in the short coat could not see clearly, and it was not known whether he had been hit.
The monk in the short coat did not fall to the ground, but still stared at the mercenary with sick eyes.
"I've already counted, why do you still hit me? It really hurts?"
The monk in the short coat suddenly spoke with a sinister tone, as if he was an innocent soul seeking his life.
The mercenaries were frightened and kept pulling the triggers in fear, shooting at the monks in short coats.
"Hahaha, it hurts so much, I'm going to die...!"
The monk in the short coat kept screaming, his voice was crazy and artificial. If you listen carefully, you can hear a hint of conspiracy. the taste.
The mercenary had already been frightened out of his wits. He just kept shooting and had no mood to distinguish carefully.
Until the magazine was empty, he kept pulling the trigger and shouting in terror.
“Asshole, what are you doing?”
A loud shout came, and then a figure rushed over and kicked the collapsed mercenary to the ground.
The person who came was the mercenary captain. His face was full of anger, and he raised his gun and aimed at the trembling mercenary who was lying on the ground.
"You bastard, what have you done? Who asked you to shoot?"
The hand holding the gun of the mercenary captain was trembling, as if he was trying his best to suppress his anger, and he might shoot directly at any time.
With the captain pointing a gun at his head, the collapsed mercenary gradually stabilized, and then tremblingly said: "There is a ghost, there is a ghost!"
"There is a ghost somewhere, let me see. You are crazy!”
The captain knew very well that something strange must have happened to his men, otherwise he would not behave like this.
But at this moment, people must be stabilized and the situation must not be allowed to get out of control.
Hearing the captain's angry rebuke, the mercenary looked at the location of the monk in short coat, wanting to prove himself, but found that there was no figure at all.
"Something's wrong, it was obvious just now..."
The mercenary was anxious and wanted to explain loudly, but was stopped directly by the captain.
“Stop talking nonsense, do you know what you have done?”
The captain was so angry that he gritted his teeth. The mercenary also heard intermittent screams coming from behind the thick fog. Voice.
Thinking back to how he had fired randomly just now, cold sweat broke out on the mercenary's forehead, knowing that he must have accidentally injured his comrade just now.
If the situation is serious, the captain can shoot him directly, and no one will complain on his behalf.
"People on the other side, listen, I am your captain, what are the casualties just now?"
After waiting for a few seconds, a voice came from the thick fog, with a tone of voice. Surprise and anger.
“Boss, five people were killed and four were seriously injured. It seems that they cannot be saved.”
After hearing the report from his men, the mercenary captain was so angry that he raised his gun again to kill the culprit.
Unexpectedly, when he turned around, his body began to tremble violently as if he had received an electric shock.
Next, without saying a word, he turned around and rushed into the thick fog, completely ignoring the mercenary.
After seeing the captain’s abnormal behavior, the mercenary also realized something, and his face became extremely ugly.
He slowly stood up, his legs were shaking, but he was still struggling to leave this place.
"You hurt me so much. My body is full of holes. Where are you going now?"
A gloomy voice sounded from behind the mercenary. It was the monk in short coat who suddenly disappeared.
The mercenary screamed in surprise. He was still in the mood to care about others and ran forward with all his strength.
However, after only running a few steps, he felt his eyes rolling over and saw the headless corpse with blood spurting from its neck. The familiar clothes indicated that it was himself.
The head fell to the ground, and the last sight that caught his eye was that of a monk in a short coat with a strange smile floating over and lifting his head casually...
(End of this chapter)