No one spoke, because everyone froze and looked dumb.

Only after Xiangnu smiled, he answered seriously: "Is it also an internal organ?"

After speaking, he actually counted with his fingers: "Excluding Huang Xin, there are still seven people here. If the internal organs are really regarded as the fare, we need at least seven internal organs. But the good news is, Ren Weiliang is the driver, and Feng Hejia is the conductor. You two should be regarded as staff and don't need to pay the fare? And Xiangli..."

Xiangnu said for a while, then raised his hand and touched his head: "Xiangli is a little monster and a toy, so you don't need to pay for tickets, so you only need four tickets. I, Qingfeng, Wang Qiaoqiao, Wang Zhihui …”

The missionaries didn't say a word, frowned, and were distracted in this small carriage.

"Four internal organs... Where can I find the four internal organs? If this corresponds to the lungs, then there are at most two organs. Where do I find the four? Unless..." It was Ren Weiliang who spoke with his face The expression on the top is very strange, full of strange feelings.

Wang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but ask, "Unless what?"

Ren Weiliang smiled strangely: "Unless, we kill one now..."

The already cold environment dropped a few degrees when Ren Weiliang said these words, which was gloomy.

Xiangnu stared at him silently, and Feng Hejia said in a vicious voice, "Kill now? Kill who? Are you?"

Ren Weiliang touched his card and said lightly, "I'm the driver, if you kill me, how will this car be driven?"

Fenghe Jiachao rolled her eyes at her, and said impatiently, "I haven't looked for it yet. How do you know that there are no extra internal organs here? Let's go down and search for it first."

Wang Zhihui touched the cold coin box with her little hand, and said softly, "Uncle Ren, why don't you just drive the car and try it out? If you don't need anything else, the car can start right away?"

Ren Weiliang glanced at her. Although he deliberately said something scary about killing someone just now, when Wang Zhihui made a suggestion, he did not directly refuse, and he opened the door and really sat in the driver's seat and tried it. Let's go.

Of course, as expected, the car was not successfully started. The only change that happened to the car after Ren Weiliang started was the repeated repetition of "Di, please put the coin in the car" and "Di, please put the coin in the car".

It's annoying to keep repeating.

Wang Zhihui grabbed Wang Qiaoqiao's hand tightly, holding her arm and wished she could indent into her arms.

Wang Qiaoqiao also hugged her, her eyes wandering.

After Feng Hejia was silent for a few seconds, he suggested: "Forget it, the car won't start for a while, so let's continue to go around and see if there are any clues. It's not a last resort...don't hurt your companions. "

Feng Hejia said lightly, but her words did not appease the two thin poor girls.

After all, they are in a weak position. If it is a 'last resort', the two of them are most likely to be operated on, and it is impossible for them to calm down.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Qiaoqiao and Wang Zhihui are more active in their search for clues than anyone else.

The two got out of the car, and after a few seconds, Xiang Nu also came down with Xiangli and Qingfeng, followed by Feng Hejia.

Ren Weiliang sat motionless in the car, leaning on the seat, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, not knowing what he was thinking.

It's just that when these people got off the car and discussed going out to find clues, stopped them and told these missionaries to stay where they were.

Then he kept tapping the steering wheel with his fingers, and had a cigarette in his mouth. He frowned and didn't know what he was thinking.

After about two minutes, he opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "You... you can, look through the fuel tanks of these cars. Of course, there must be nothing in my car."

Everyone looked at him silently, and Xiangnu asked, "Why?"

Ren Weiliang smiled sarcastically: "What reason do you want? I killed people, dismembered corpses, and buried internal organs. Is this reason enough?"

Feng Hejia looked at him quietly and asked, "Why did you do this? And why are you telling us now?"

Ren Weiliang couldn't help laughing, his simple and honest face was very ruthless at this moment, he glanced at Xiangnu and Xiangli unintentionally, and said indifferently: "Someone spends money and wants to buy a corpse, I took the money, I just slaughtered someone. As for why I told you..."

He frowned and said irritably: "It's not because the next dungeon may still need some of your cards, and you can't let you die now. Besides, this is not the real world, so what if you know that I killed people? Like, why, can you still arrest me and put me in jail? Hahahaha..."

Xiangnu looked at him with a shallow smile, and Feng Hejia's expression also showed a little subtlety, but for a moment, they restrained this expression again and returned to normal, coldly watching Ren Weiliang tear off the disguise Masquerade, revealing his arrogant side.

"Anyway, you guys better hurry up, I tell you, if you haven't found the 'ticket' after a long time, and you have caused something strange, then I won't continue to dawdle with you. "

He shrugged his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said viciously: "At that time, Lao Tzu didn't care if the dungeons behind you were useful or not, and immediately killed a sacrifice to heaven!"

Wang Qiaoqiao's eyebrows stood upright, and Ren Weiliang's attitude was taken for granted, and she couldn't help but scolded: "How fierce are you! Although this is not the real world, there are no policemen to bring you to justice, but there are ghosts and monsters, be careful of being caught. The innocent you killed came to ask for your life!"

Ren Weiliang was a little irritated by Wang Qiaoqiao, and said disdainfully: "I have killed others. Do you think I am afraid that he will become a ghost and come to me for revenge? If he really dares to come, I will kill him again!"

His arrogant appearance is evident, but the words are ruthless, and his eyes are still vigilantly circling around.

Wang Qiaoqiao wanted to say something, but was scolded by Ren Weiliang: "Little Niangpi, shut up for Laozi, and if you talk nonsense, believe it or not, Laozi will rip you off now!"

Wang Qiaoqiao's face was ashen, but she had to say that Ren Weiliang's appearance really scared her. She pursed her lips and pulled Wang Zhihui to the side angrily, no longer looking at Ren Weiliang.

On the contrary, the other people were calm, not moved by what Ren Weiliang said, and had already discussed it: "Where is the fuel tank?"

It was Xiang slave who asked this question, he knew nothing about it, especially Qingfeng.

Wang Qiaoqiao and Wang Zhihui didn't understand either, so they couldn't do anything about it, and finally Feng Hejia said, "Probably at the rear of the car, you guys..."

She looked at Wang Qiaoqiao and Wang Zhihui, and felt that it was not good for these two little girls to climb under the car, and they might not be able to open the fuel tank. Qingfeng, this little fat man, was very thick, and it was difficult to turn over when the car was low, and Xiang slave... ...Ah, don't even think about it, it looks like he doesn't care about her either.

Feng Hejia sighed, "Forget it, I'll climb down and have a look."

After speaking, she adjusted her posture and climbed under the car.

At this time, Ren Weiliang also got out of the car. Wang Zhihui looked at him faintly and asked, "Uncle Ren, what are you doing when you are not sitting in the car?"

Ren Weiliang frowned: "The car is so big in total, in case of any accident, it will be inconvenient to run."

Wang Qiaoqiao really wanted to stab him, don't you want to kill the ghost, why are you running, just sit there and wait for the ghost to come to the door! It's a pity that after seeing Ren Weiliang's body shape, he finally closed his mouth and lowered his head gloomily.

In fact, Xiang Nu was not as squeamish as Feng He Jia thought. He put Xiang Li on the ground and lay down to look thoroughly.

...Feng Hejia tore off the skin, from the forehead to the chest, the white and tender skin was hanging on the ground, and the black red blood supported the black hair kept surging, separating thin silk threads. tangled in the car.

She seemed to notice that someone was looking at her, her eyes moved when she was stuck in the flesh, and she looked towards Xiangnu.

Xiangnu looked at her calmly, maintaining his dignity as a monster, and was not frightened by Feng Hejia. He even stared at her calmly for a few seconds, and found that Feng Hejia had no bones.