Went towards the East?
Quinn Ye frowned tightly.
He really wanted to save the person.
But the problem was, Quinn knew he was a weakling. Going there would likely just be throwing his life away for nothing.
Those were Evil Cultivators.
Since the word "Evil" was involved, they must be ruthless and cruel people.
Quinn didn't dare to risk his own life.
Then he could only ask for help.
Quinn did know quite a few experts.
But the problem was, Quinn couldn't contact them at all.
What to do?
What to do?
Quinn was very anxious.
Although his meeting with Finn Guo was just by chance.
Quinn really liked this little beggar with a backbone.
If he just died like this.
Quinn would definitely feel uneasy in his heart, and might even feel guilty for a lifetime.
"It seems I can only bring out my trump cards."
Quinn took a deep breath.
He steeled his heart.
Risk it!
He turned and went into the house.
Soon, he came out fully armed.
On his back, he carried a long object wrapped in cloth.
On his waist hung two strange boxes.
He was wearing a grey vest that looked very thick.
Even on his head, he wore a solid steel helmet.
Fully armed!
These things were all tinkered out by Quinn under the System's torture in the past.
At that time, Quinn didn't believe he could build these things.
But it turned out he succeeded.
So, these things became Quinn's bottom-of-the-box treasures.
Unless absolutely necessary, Quinn would never use them.
But now.
To save someone, Quinn had to brace himself and go.
"Big Fuzz, you come with me!"
Quinn glanced at the lazy Big Fuzz and gave an order.
Big Fuzz immediately followed, swaying leisurely.
The Grey Rabbit was left behind by Quinn.
Quinn went down the mountain and headed straight for the East.
"Big Fuzz, can you smell Finn Guo's scent?"
Quinn asked tentatively.
He didn't have much hope, but unexpectedly, Big Fuzz actually lowered his head to sniff around, barked in one direction, and then ran over.
Quinn was stunned and immediately followed.
"Are you sure you didn't smell it wrong?"
Quinn was suspicious.
Big Fuzz shook his head, as if telling Quinn to trust Grandpa Dog's nose.
There was no choice.
Quinn didn't know where the man in black took Finn Guo, so he could only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor (try a desperate remedy).
"Hope we can find him!"
Heading East all the way, they soon entered the mountains.
This place was sparsely populated, with lush vegetation, and the sounds of birds and beasts rang out from time to time.
Big Fuzz continued to lead the way.
Not long after.
Quinn arrived outside a valley.
Further ahead was the entrance to the valley.
But Big Fuzz stopped and let out a low growl, seemingly alert to something.
Seeing this, Quinn immediately became alert too.
"Could they be inside?"
Quinn approached cautiously.
He looked into the valley.
Quinn's pupils shrank instantly.
There were many people in the valley!
And the vast majority were children.
Basically all under ten years old, around seven or eight.
These children were lying in the valley in twisted postures, seemingly motionless.
It was unknown whether they were dead or alive.
A dozen men in black stood in the valley, each sitting cross-legged, with faint grey light surging around them.
But what shocked Quinn the most was in the deepest part of the valley.
There sat a man who was skin and bones.
It was literally skin and bones. There was almost no flesh on his body, only a layer of dry, black skin wrapped around a skeleton.
This Withered Man's eyes were like two grey vortexes.
The grey aura from those men in black was all flowing toward this Withered Man.
This scene was extremely weird.
It made Quinn's hair stand on end.
This was like an evil ritual.
Quinn was anxious, constantly looking for Finn Guo.
Finally.
He saw Finn Guo.
Lying not far from the valley entrance, eyes closed tightly, but he seemed to be breathing.
Quinn breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as he's alive.
Quinn calmed his mind and counted the men in black in the valley.
"A total of twelve."
He took the object off his back and lifted the cloth.
It was impressively a Sniper Rifle!
Quinn looked at this sniper rifle. He had made it himself, but had never fired a single shot until now.
Today.
He had to use it.
Quinn took out a Silencer from his pocket and attached it to the muzzle.
"Big Fuzz, go hide yourself."
Big Fuzz immediately ran far away.
Quinn pressed his eye against the scope.
The hand holding the gun trembled slightly.
But soon, he became extremely calm.
His hands were unusually steady.
Aim!
Pull the trigger!
Pfft!
Almost without any sound, the forehead of one of the men in black was directly pierced.
The man in black moved slightly, then his head tilted, and he died sitting there.
Quinn's heart churned.
This was his first time killing someone.
But it was also killing to save people.
And the people he killed were Evil Cultivators, whom everyone had the right to punish. Quinn wouldn't have too much psychological pressure.
Quinn continued to shoot.
Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft!!!
One, two, three...
A total of twelve men in black were all killed by Quinn silently.
These twelve men in black still maintained their sitting posture; none of them fell down.
But the grey light on their bodies naturally disappeared.
"Hmm?"
The Withered Man in the valley seemed to sense something.
He suddenly looked up at the twelve men in black.
"Why have you stopped? Continue to transfer the essence of these children to me!"
The Withered Man made a hoarse voice, sounding like two pieces of old tree bark rubbing together, extremely unpleasant.
The men in black naturally couldn't answer him.
The Withered Man frowned.
But the next moment.
His face changed.
Because he had sensed that these twelve men in black had stopped breathing.
Dead!
Someone killed my twelve subordinates silently?
What kind of terrifying existence is this?
An Expert has arrived!
The Withered Man immediately stood up and looked around.
"Which Expert killed my disciples? Please show yourself quickly!"
Quinn's heart skipped a beat.
Discovered?
Then forget it.
He aimed directly at this Withered Man.
One shot fired!
The bullet flew through the air.
But the next moment, Quinn was shocked.
The Withered Man actually reached out and grabbed.
He caught the bullet!
"Holy crap!"
Quinn's jaw almost dropped.
This scene, which only appeared in absurd TV dramas, he actually saw with his own eyes today.
The Withered Man caught the bullet and opened his palm to look.
"What is this object? It is so hard?"
The Withered Man was also secretly surprised.
He had relied on his deep cultivation to catch this bullet.
Seeing that the sniper rifle couldn't deal with this Withered Man, Quinn no longer hid.
He stood up directly, pulled out two pistols, and stepped into the valley bracing himself.
"Your Excellency practices evil arts here and harms the lives of so many children. Don't you think this is violating the Harmony of Heaven?"
Quinn raised both guns and shouted coldly.