Dazigo was lending money in Xiaomolunong.
Mao Pan was running wild in Xiaomolunong.
Although their paths rarely crossed.
They did know each other.
But for both of them.
The Dazigo/Mao Pan before them.
Was clearly not the one they recognized.
In Mao Pan's eyes, Dazigo had a strange sense of familiarity.
“It's him! It's him! It's his aura! Kid, remember my words, stay away from him! Don't let his people behind him find out.”
In Mao Pan's mind, another voice echoed.
It was the "great spirit" called Ma San Ye he encountered in the mine cave before.
His face froze, and he was about to dart to the side.
But Dazigo grabbed him.
“Mao Pan, you weren't like this before, why do I feel so familiar with your scent?”
Dazigo was just a Daoist soldier, he didn't know what ghost smell was.
“None of your business! Let me go! They're coming up, you want to be shot to pieces, I don't!”
Under Mao Pan's struggle, Dazigo had to let him go, letting him rush towards the dead patrolmen.
He saw Mao Pan forcefully inhaling the dead man's nostrils.
A transparent little figure, enveloped in smoke, was sucked into Mao Pan's abdomen.
He even looked relaxed.
Dazigo's face was a little strange, “Where did he get his evil powers?”
But as soon as he thought of his master Chen Tai.
He accepted it readily.
“There are legends of mages in this area, considering Mao Pan's chaotic behavior, it seems normal for him to have a strange encounter?”
He only planned to report it to Chen Tai and then turned to look at the rebel camp on the other side.
At this moment.
The rebels had already started to gather.
Originally there were over a hundred people, Dazigo silently and silently killed a dozen of them.
The remaining ones were howling, firing test shots at this side.
Dazigo looked back again.
The lumberjacks who were originally asleep were also woken up by the commotion.
They were all huddled in their tents, afraid to come out.
Mao Pan was nowhere to be seen.
“Tsk!”
Dazigo spat, turned and went to find Shen Xing.
He remembered that Shen Xing had someone called Lan Bo beside him, who also had a bit of blood on him.
He was clearly a killer.
For now, if he wanted to protect Shen Xing, he had to organize people.
…
To tell a different story.
“That's it! That's it! Eat them! Eat them! You'll be stronger if you eat them!”
Mao Pan walked through the camp with red eyes.
Ever since being possessed by Ma San Ye.
He had a special ability.
To absorb the three souls and six spirits of the dead.
That feeling, even more comfortable than when he used to snort flour.
Moreover, after absorbing those souls and spirits that screamed in agony, he could strengthen his body.
Previously, he had merely killed an orphaned soldier of Ai Suo's.
Plus the torture and killing of a few thugs, he gained exceptional skills.
Now, having eaten more than a dozen souls, he felt his body filled with strength.
And - desire!
This feeling, even more maddening than when Ma San Ye used his body to fight Chen Jie!
He looked towards the other side of the camp where the noises were coming from.
“Come on! Fight! Fight!”
“I want to be stronger!”
In the dark night, Mao Pan touched his muscles with fascination.
But what he didn't realize was.
His eyes were getting darker and darker, until there wasn't a speck of white left.
And in his sea of consciousness.
Ma San laughed wildly, tearing apart the souls that had been sucked in by Mao Pan.
His body grew larger and larger.
“Eat! Eat! Eat! The more you eat, the easier it is for me to replace you!”
“Luo Yang! You'll never believe it, I, Ma San, will be resurrected!”
“You wait for me! Hahahahaha!”
…
“Shen Xing!”
“Quickly, grab the gun!”
Dazigo rushed into the tent, shouting loudly.
Lan Bo was still the most proactive among the crowd. He grabbed the gun Dazigo threw at him and found a position to hide.
Shen Xing was still clueless.
“What's wrong, Dazigo? Something went wrong?”
“Mao Pan, that little bastard, did something bad, he woke everyone up.” Dazigo replied.
“Don't worry, listen to me, you guys grab your guns, stay in your positions, be careful of sneak attacks, I'll deal with the main force.”
Dazigo was most worried that these people would panic and be wiped out by Mu Yaozi and the others.
If others died, it wouldn't matter, but if Shen Xing died, how could he explain to Chen Tai?
So someone had to stand up, grab the gun, and hold the line.
And resist the scattered, flanking rebels.
As for everything else, even if they didn't sneak attack, he wasn't afraid of facing them head-on.
Fortunately, many of these lumberjacks had touched guns before, and they quickly formed a makeshift line of defense.
After all, it's common practice for locals to work when it's busy and turn to banditry when they have free time.
Looking at Mu Yaozi and his men, who were making noises and advancing towards their camp.
Dazigo, in the astonished eyes of everyone, took a step and rushed out.
“Tatatatatat~” Immediately, a flurry of shots came from the other side.
Everyone dared not show their heads, they didn't know if Dazigo had been hit.
“What's the point? We were able to work, now we're all going to die!”
At this time, someone among the lumberjacks finally began to vent their dissatisfaction.
But Lan Bo was a tough guy, he directly fired a burst of shots.
“Shut your dog mouth!”
I don't know if it was an illusion, but everyone suddenly felt that the gunfire from the other side had become sparse.
Lan Bo, emboldened, looked up.
A scene that he would never forget in his lifetime appeared before him.
Dazigo, somehow, had jumped into the crowd on the other side.
He was jumping back and forth in the crowd.
With each jump, a person on the other side would fall.
Even though they were standing far apart, facing a person whose movements were as swift as lightning and as nimble as a rabbit.
They dared not shoot easily.
But people were still being killed one by one.
And in the dim light.
The Buddhist scripture-shaped tattoos on Dazigo's body appeared even more eerie to everyone.
Quite a few people had already been scared and dropped their guns, running towards the forest.
But.
There seemed to be some unknown beast lurking in the forest.
Swallowing every person who ran into it.
“Thump~”
Mao Pan dropped the corpse in his hand.
His eyes burned with a gaze at Dazigo outside.
“Old Ma, what's going on with him?”
He had just seen Dazigo get shot.
But he just shook a bit, as if the damage wasn't great.
Ma San in his sea of consciousness remained silent for a moment.
“Just because you met me, others can't meet others?”
“You just need to know, you won't be worse than him in the future.”
“Also, he wasn't unscathed just now, it's just that the bullets are too weak.”
“If you want to kill him, pay attention, Mu Yaozi has grenades, you just need to find an opportunity...”
Under Ma San's instigation.
Mao Pan's two eyes were pitch black.
A cold light flashed in his eyes.
“Anyone stronger than me, has to die!”
After a while.
When Mu Yaozi gathered his cronies together.
Mao Pan finally saw an opportunity.
“I'll help you!”
He shouted as he charged down from the mountain.
Having absorbed the essence of dozens of people, his physical fitness had reached an unbelievable level.
Dazigo paused as well, wanting to see how this guy was going to help him.
But to his surprise.
Mao Pan rushed over.
And hugged him tightly.
“Quick! Shoot him!”
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