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The design of the incense trap was orchestrated by Min Dagang's underlings, specifically the one standing nearby, fanning the flames of mischief. Now, he found himself at a loss, unable to face the young man who appeared youthful yet exuded an overwhelming presence, seeming even younger than his actual age.
Min Dagang was the local tyrant, and that small eatery fell under his jurisdiction. The sudden appearance of two strangers in the town stirred strong reactions among the locals. The townspeople whispered among themselves, each trying to play detective like Sherlock Holmes, speculating about the newcomers' intentions.
Previously, there had been other strangers arriving by car, and they had come more than once. On the last visit, they even brought a child with them. At that time, Min Dagang and his crew had considered plotting against them but abandoned their scheme upon noticing their weapons.
However, a terrifying rumor began to circulate in the town, claiming that a dreadful disaster was imminent, supposedly brought by that very car. As a result, the entire town became sensitive to strangers; being in such an isolated area meant that no one would know if one or two outsiders disappeared. Thus, they turned their attention to Xiao Qiang and the city lord.
Who spread these rumors? Min Dagang claimed it was a prophet who had spoken of it. Although this prophet suffered from dementia, his predictions had always been remarkably accurate.
"Prophet?" Xiao Qiang furrowed his brow and gestured, "Is he thin and frail? Does he have a grandson?" As he spoke, he noticed the reverence in Min Dagang's eyes when mentioning this prophet. He couldn't help but be astonished that the local bully held such respect for the frail old man.
Min Dagang nodded. "Yes, but that child isn’t his biological grandson; he picked him up."
"Oh." Xiao Qiang pondered for a moment before adding, "So you say he spread the rumors? His grandson claims he’s insane."
"Indeed, the prophet has been mad for many years. He mumbles incoherently, but after that car left, he suddenly made a clear prediction about disaster befalling the town..." As Min Dagang spoke, his eyes widened as if tainted by despair. His shoulders trembled with fear as his thoughts drifted back to the horrifying events of last night.
When they had thrown Xiao Qiang into the basement, they celebrated with drinks, planning to personally dispose of those two oblivious strangers the next day. One of their brothers urgently needed to relieve himself and stepped outside—
The drinking continued unabated, laughter echoing around them.
Min Dagang burped and grabbed a bottle of liquor irregularly for a swig. Afterward, a lewd smile crept across his lips as he said, "Go get Baozi Xishi for me."
Baozi Xishi was the boss's wife of that small eatery and had an affair with Min Dagang. She was also known as a beauty in town and was famous for her flirtatious nature.
The one who received the order dashed out, colliding head-on with someone who had just returned from relieving himself. This inevitably drew a fierce scolding from Min Dagang, but fortunately, the man was drunk and after cursing, he fell asleep again. Min Dagang was resting up, waiting for Baozi Xishi to arrive so they could play a horse-riding game.
However, before he could even meet Zhou Gong, he heard two people who had crashed at the door shouting about a monster attacking. At first, he paid no mind, but suddenly recalled the recent prophecy from that seer. A chill ran down his spine, waking him up as he sat up nervously and barked, “What the hell are you all shouting about?”
“Min Ge, it’s bad! I... I saw a monster attacking the town.”
“What?” Min Dagang's mind exploded with shock, leaving him momentarily stunned. Suddenly, he shouted, “Brothers, grab your weapons and let’s go find that monster!”
The town under the night sky appeared eerie and mysterious, shrouded in a thin mist and dim lights. When they arrived at the town with their weapons in hand, they were dumbfounded. The streets echoed with screams, and terrifying Exotic Beasts roamed freely, biting at people's necks.
As they stood frozen in fear, a shadow suddenly turned to face them in the middle of the street—its gaze fixed intently upon them.
The creature exuded an overwhelming malice that seemed to consume human souls, its eyes filled with wickedness. It was as if it had a mouth full of sharp teeth ready to devour Min Dagang and his companions' very insides, sending chills down their spines.
“Run!” Min Dagang commanded as he took off. The house? Not safe. The basement? Unreliable. Finally, he thought of a septic tank in a restroom to the south where they could hide for a moment. So he led them to the septic tank beneath the southern restroom.
It was the foul stench of the septic tank that saved their lives; vampires found it difficult to discern human scents amidst such odors.
Xiao Qiang pondered over what Min Dagang had said about the figure watching them. Could it be her? “We need to head to the mountain village and see if there are any survivors left.”
Min Dagang replied, “It’s difficult.”
“Why?”
"The mountain village has no place to hide except for the Cellar."
"Anyway, let's go take a look," Xiao Qiang sighed and continued, "Where will your brother find a vehicle? Let's hope nothing goes wrong." He was worried they might go indoors; if a virus carrier evolved into a Living Dead and attacked them, it would be disastrous.
"It's fine, I've warned them to be careful," Min Dagang said, but his face was still filled with concern. After looking around for a while, he spotted several shadows approaching on bicycles. "They're here." Seeing the Brothers were safe, he joyfully shouted to Xiao Qiang.
Leading the group was the Town Lord.
"How's it going?"
"Not bad." The Town Lord patted the seat of his bike. "This is the only one I have."
"Alright," Xiao Qiang replied. He then told the others, "Let's first check out the mountain village, then we'll speed up to inspect the railway line."
Min Dagang handed over a package to Xiao Qiang and said, "Five of them, enough weight. Electronic setup, timed detonation."
Xiao Qiang nodded. "Good." With a raised eyebrow, he waved his hand decisively. "Let's move out."
A special team of cyclists set off towards Mountain Village.
Mountain Village was unexpectedly silent. In broad daylight, the houses stood empty, and no one moved about in the village. The weeds by the roadside swayed in the wind, creating an overwhelming sense of desolation.
As they reached the entrance of the village—the temporary shelter where Xiao Qiang and the Town Lord had rested—suddenly, a white domestic dog dashed out from the shelter.
It bared its teeth and lunged at the group of people. Min Dagang froze for a moment, nervously stepping back. At the same time, he drew his machete, intending to kill the dog.
"Don't," Xiao Qiang blocked him, his gaze sharp as he fixed his eyes on the dog. A strange scene unfolded before Min Dagang and the others; the dog that had just been ferociously about to attack them suddenly became docile, hissing softly and wagging its tail as it rubbed against them.
This happened quickly, and aside from the city lord, who understood what was going on, the others found it eerie.
Xiao Qiang ignored their doubts and crouched down in front of the dog, carefully examining the red bow tied around its neck.
What was there to study about a dog? Min Dagang found it hard to comprehend his actions.
At that moment, Xiao Qiang suddenly leaned closer to the dog, lifting its ear and murmuring a few words. The dog began to whine more energetically, wagging its head and tail as if engaging in conversation with him.
Eerie! Min Dagang and the others were puzzled. Not only did they not understand, but even Xiao Qiang himself was unsure of what was happening; he had inexplicably started communicating with this canine companion.
"Its owner is trapped. We should go take a look."
The city lord was curious about how Xiao Qiang managed to communicate with this dog.
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