Final Priesthood

Chapter 75 Infiltration

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 The open iron door closed tightly again.

Lu Yuan watched the headlights of the two cars at the bottom of the hillside quickly disappearing in the dark night. He turned his head, with a strange look on his face.

“Is this guy under house arrest?”

　The word house arrest seems inaccurate.

This man named Wang Zhichao seems more like he is trapped in a certain situation, unable to escape himself, but he also does not want to involve others.

His behavior at the door just now made it clear that he was protecting his father, Lu Xinghua and the others, and did not want them to be caught.

 “As if out of good intentions.”

 “What will happen if you get caught?”

Lu Yuan squinted his eyes and began to carefully look at the four-story rural house in front of him.

This house is built alone on a small slope.

  It seems to be quite far from the nearest village and the location is quite remote.

The house looks grand, but is actually simple.

The exterior walls are not even painted. Except for some ceramic tiles on the second floor, the third and fourth floors are all bare cement walls.

The roof of the house is also bare, and the outlines of water storage tanks and solar water heaters can be faintly seen.

The house is surrounded by a large yard with a two-meter-high wall, and two large black and gray iron doors are locked tightly.

 Lu Yuan took two steps closer and immediately smelled a strong and pungent stench.

The smell is like accumulated bird droppings, but mixed with the smell of rotting animal carcasses.

 He subconsciously glanced at a certain wild pomelo tree behind him.

“Is it the smell of crow droppings?”

 Thinking long and hard.

He couldn't help but think of the chemical plant explosion that occurred in the south of the city some time ago, in which there were also a large number of crows.

 There was a moment.

Lu Yuan felt as if he was very close to the truth of this matter.

 “Go in and have a look.”

Lu Yuan’s eyes flashed and he quietly walked around to the left side of the house.

He stood under the wall and did not rush up. Instead, he closed his eyes and used his "meager" super power to observe briefly.

 Make sure there is no one under the wall inside.

 Then he jumped up slightly.

With 12 points of agility and 13 points of explosive power, Lu Yuan could easily jump over a height of nearly two meters.

 Hands gently rested on the wall.

  In rural areas, it is customary to have some measures to prevent thieves on the top of courtyard walls.

 This one is no exception.

The courtyard wall is covered with a layer of beer bottle fragments, with the sharp ends pointing upward, to prevent people from breaking through the wall.

Thanks to Lu Yuan's "closed-eyes 720-degree holographic imaging" ability, the fingers of both hands just got stuck in the gaps between the fragments and were not injured.

 Relying only on the strength of both hands and ten fingers, you can lift your body up little by little.

Put out half of your head first and squint your eyes to observe the situation underneath.

His current position is facing the side door of the house.

The front yard was in a mess, with two agricultural three-wheelers parked, and some farm tools and pickle jars lying on the ground.

 There are no dogs and no surveillance.

 On the contrary, we can see many dark bird shadows parked on the ground, on tricycles, and on tanks.

Lu Yuan frowned.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to use both hands and fingers

 The whole person jumped over the fence like a "jumping goat" and landed lightly into the yard.

 “Bang!”

  A slight sound of landing.

Two black shadows resting at the base of the wall flapped their wings and flew up to the top of the wall. They glanced condescendingly at Lu Yuan, but quickly ignored him.

As soon as Lu Yuan landed, he rushed over and got close to the house, half-crouching. However, after waiting for half a minute, no one came out. It seemed that the people inside did not pay attention.

Even so, Lu Yuan's heartbeat began to speed up.

“Sneaking in late at night is really exciting.

 It’s like filming Uncle Long’s movie”

Even if he was discovered by the men in the room, Lu Yuan would be sure to deal with them and then walk out from the front door in a swaggering manner.

 But who knows if there is anything else weird hidden in this house?

 The road is far away, so be careful.

He hunched over and walked gently to the front of the house, near the window sill on the first floor.

 “Bang hum.”

I heard the sound of punches and kicks coming from inside, mixed with the curses of several people, as well as painful grunts and moans.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes slightly and stretched out what he could call his spiritual power little by little.

 “Spit!”

Lu Yuan saw that the man in a vest who had opened the door for Lu Xinghua and others was stepping firmly on Wang Zhichao's chest, spitting in his face, and cursing something viciously.

The man in the vest looks to be in his fifties.

His skin is dark and sallow, and his face has ridges and grooves. He looks like an ordinary farmer who has been working hard all year round.

He also spoke with a thick dialect accent.

So that Lu Yuan couldn’t understand what he was talking about.

 Can only barely make out words such as "dead", "crow" and "can't escape".

Wang Zhichao was lying curled up on the ground after being beaten, with blood seeping out from his mouth and nose, looking extremely miserable.

 Obviously, he had just experienced a severe beating because he let Lu Xinghua and the others go.

 “I don’t want to hurt them. I don’t want to hurt them.”

Wang Zhichao kept repeating these words, his face full of fear and pain.

Seeing him like this, the man in the vest suddenly became manic. He stood up and kicked Wang Zhichao **** the lower back.

 He roared loudly and mentioned words like "death".

Wang Zhichao groaned in pain.

 Several men surrounding him began to punch and kick him.

The man in the vest stood aside and watched coldly. At this time, a man turned his head and asked him a few questions.

The man in the vest stared at Wang Zhichao with cold eyes for a long time, and finally shook his head and said something.

 Then he walked aside and started smoking.

Lu Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, his brows furrowed.

These people in the room behaved as if they had joined a cult, with an inexplicable fanaticism in their words and deeds.

 “Let’s go up to the second floor first and take a look.”

As we walked back to the wall where we came from, we saw several small windows above the side door of the house.

The bottom one is open, no more than one meter high from the side door.

 He did a little calculation in his mind.

 Then he ran toward the courtyard wall at a trot, jumped up, and put his right foot on the wall to gain strength.

Like parkour, he jumped towards the window.

very smooth.

Lu Yuan grabbed the window sill with both hands and got in easily.

 Inside the window is the staircase from the first floor to the second floor. There are no lights in the corridor.

Lu Yuan slowly walked up the stairs and soon reached the second floor.

 There are four or five rooms on the second floor.

 The nearest window was open, but it was closed and the curtains were drawn inside, so nothing could be seen.

Lu Yuan walked to the door of the room and unexpectedly found that the door was not locked.

 Gently push.

 In an instant, dazzling light and a strong smell of blood hit the door in front of Luyuan.

 (End of this chapter)