283: Chapter 283 Cruel

"What's the situation?"

"Don't ask about the situation; just know that they aren't good people."

"From the metaphysics circle?"

"Yes, but they don't follow the rules."

"Alright, wait for my news."

"Also, there's a dump truck crashed into a wall at the entrance of Xiaowang Village. The driver is likely flattened into a meat patty. You can come take a look if you're interested."

Shen Yuhai instantly realized what Han Jingyang meant by "don't follow the rules" and said seriously, "Rest assured, I will lead the team there personally."

Cases like this, as long as you dig deep enough, can at least uncover one or two old homicide cases, and if you're lucky, you might even unearth a professional organization.

It was also a decent credit.

Even if he were close to retirement, he couldn't refuse such a temptation.

Moreover, he could take the opportunity to curry favor with Han Jingyang.

Fame and fortune combined.

Killing multiple birds with one stone.

Why wouldn't he do it?

Meanwhile.

At the entrance of Xiaowang Village.

In a cornfield two hundred meters away from the traffic accident scene.

The old man, who had swapped for a new cane, and the athletic young woman holding a sword were both furious and anxious. "What's the situation?"

"Did the news leak?"

"Otherwise, why would the braking and the evasion of the collision happen so coincidentally?"

"I'm so pissed off!"

"Now that we've alerted the enemy, it will be even harder to plot against him."

"Damn it!"

"Retreat quickly. Call Zhao Junsheng and tell him to retreat."

The athletic young woman took out her phone and asked, "What about those people?"

The old man spat out two words expressionlessly: "Kill them."

At this moment, the young man beside them whispered, "Mr. Wu, this isn't very good. Pulling off such a big case here will be extremely dangerous. If it were just a martial arts feud, the authorities wouldn't be too willing to intervene, but that family consists of ordinary people. If you do this, it will cause widespread panic, and the authorities will definitely intervene."

The old man's eyes turned fierce instantly, glaring at the young man: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

The young man shrank his neck: "No, no, I'm just making a suggestion. After all, you aren't familiar with the area here..."

"Hmph, I came here many times thirty years ago. Not familiar with the area? Hmph, mind your own business," the old man snorted and said to the athletic young woman, "Make the call, hurry up. Tell him to go to the second safe point and be more discreet. We can't lose sight of the big picture for the sake of a small one. We have important things to do on this trip to the mainland."

"Yes, Master."

The athletic young woman dialed the phone immediately, explained everything in three sentences, hung up, and said to the old man, "Master, let's go too. It's not safe here."

The old man glanced toward the village: "I'll deal with that old woman later!"

Xiaowang Village.

At the curly-haired old woman's house.

Second floor.

The family was gagged and tied together.

Zhao Junsheng carried out buckets of cooking oil from the kitchen, unscrewed the caps, and poured them over their heads.

As he poured, he shook them.

While oil splattered, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

Seeing the innocent expression on the child's face, he laughed even more wantonly.

After pouring all the bottled oil, he brought over a pile of flammable daily necessities and surrounded the family.

Then, he turned on the natural gas valve.

In the desperate gazes of the family, he climbed out of the window, clung to the second-floor window frame, took out a lighter, lit a dried mop, made a goodbye gesture to the family inside, and then suddenly threw the mop at the oil-soaked family.

Then, he let go and jumped directly from the second-floor window, landing easily.

The moment he landed, he suddenly heard a crisp sound from his chest.

Looking down, the jade pendant he had worn on his chest for many years had inexplicably shattered.

What was going on?

Five minutes later.

Han Jingyang's car arrived quickly.

Liu Jing was the first to jump out of the car, carrying a war blade, and rushed inside. Seeing the man lying on the ground, dead or alive unknown, she breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Lin Yuelan poked her head out from the second floor: "Boss, fortunately, our sisters were a few seconds faster. If we had been a few seconds slower, there might truly have been no saving them. Of course, it's also fortunate that their family doesn't have the habit of hoarding gasoline, and the ignition point of cooking oil is relatively high, so the fire spread slowly. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

The anxious curly-haired old woman heard this, her legs went soft, and she collapsed directly to the ground.

Han Jingyang nodded and walked to the unconscious man, nudging the man's head.

Seeing the man had no reaction.

He looked up at Lin Yuelan.

Lin Yuelan giggled and held up a jar: "I used it. Boss, did I make a great contribution?"

Han Jingyang nodded: "You made a major contribution. I'll note it down for you first; we'll settle everything when we're done."

Lin Yuelan beamed and withdrew her head.

A moment later, footsteps sounded, and the family rushed out, covered in oil, and hugged the old woman, sobbing uncontrollably.

Han Jingyang looked and, confirming there was no danger, nodded at Shi Xiaoya.

Shi Xiaoya understood and dragged the unconscious man out.

Han Jingyang comforted the curly-haired old woman a few words and left directly.

He went out and got into the car.

The car drove into a small forest, and Shi Xiaoya dragged the man down directly and slapped him twice. Seeing the man still had no reaction, she looked up at Han Jingyang: "Husband, what should we do?"

Han Jingyang stared at the man's chest for a few seconds.

In his line of sight, there was a black bug in the man's heart, chubby, but other than that, there was nothing unusual.

He turned to look at Lin Yuelan: "Where's the jar?"

Lin Yuelan hurriedly handed over the purple clay jar: "Boss, I didn't mess around. The situation was critical at the time, so I directly used the Heart-Devouring Gu, and then he became like this."

As she spoke, she also took out a few pieces of broken Hetian jade pendant: "This fell off him. It should be the protective amulet that was shattered."

Han Jingyang took it and looked at it. Appraisal Technique had no reaction, but that didn't mean the jade pendant wasn't a good item before it shattered.

What a pity.

In actual combat, defensive dharma instruments always break first.

This is the same principle as armor breaking first on the battlefield.

Han Jingyang held the purple clay jar and studied it for a moment, then slowly closed his eyes. A strange sensation actually emerged in his brain.

This is... a Gu worm?

So that's how this skill is used.

It can not only be released but also controlled.

It truly is a magical item; even the ways to use it are diverse.

When he first obtained the Appraisal Technique, he thought the skills and attributes of these items could only be activated randomly by luck.

Later, he discovered they could be actively activated, and the attributes were the same.

Later still, he discovered that the activation methods for different skills and attributes were also quite different, quite flexible.

Only now did he realize there were skills like this that could be actively controlled after activation.

No, it can not only be actively controlled but also retrieved.

Just like a real Gu worm.

Instead of just releasing it and losing it.

This is good.

Han Jingyang silently communicated with the Heart-Devouring Gu lurking in the man's heart.

The Gu worm wriggled slightly.

The next second, the unconscious man twitched instantly, his face distorted in pain, clearly in extreme agony.

Interesting.

Han Jingyang increased the intensity without any fluctuation in his heart.

The man's body was almost twisted, and he even reached out directly to grab at his heart. Within a few breaths, he tore the clothes on his chest and clawed the skin on his chest until it was bloody and mangled, almost unrecognizable as human.

But even so, the man never opened his eyes and remained in a coma.

All his current movements were unconscious physical reactions.

It can be seen that the pain created by the Heart-Devouring Gu cannot be blocked even by a coma.