Wu Heng stood in the living room and saw Kristine who was crying through the opened bedroom door at a glance.
Countless iron hooks hung from the ceiling, clanking against each other.
The gallows of death whirled.
Christine was being held by Shivertooth, with tears streaming down her face, and she was pleading.
Kristine stared at the door. When she was most helpless and desperate, the door of the villa was suddenly opened, and a radiant figure appeared at the door.
"Dean!"
Christine cried out with hopeful excitement, she was so scared.
But then he came back to his senses and realized that Dean was just an ordinary person, and he quickly shouted in despair:
"Run!"
"Dean, run, leave me alone!"
Kristen struggled hard to break free of Shivering Tooth's arm, but it was of no use. At this time, even a cannon couldn't blast Shivering Tooth's arm away, let alone the strength of a girl.
Wu Heng felt relieved when he heard Christine's words.
But since he can come, he naturally has a bargaining chip to rely on.
The hall door slammed shut behind him.
The last inch of sunlight was gone, and the way back was gone.
Wu Heng took a deep breath and walked to the bedroom.
He looked at the Hell Four in front of him. This was the first time he really saw them.
I have seen them many times in movies in my previous life, but only when I actually face them can I deeply understand their sense of oppression and the painful and twisted atmosphere.
"Do you know a man named Frank Cotton?"
Wu Heng carefully observed Hell's movements, ready to take out photos that could stir Nail's memory at any time.
"He escaped from you."
"We know each other. Even if we escape, what does that have to do with you?"
Deep throating sounds from the wound.
"I've captured him and traded him for Christine."
Wu Heng said.
"Maybe I like you guys more."
Deep Throat replied.
"Maybe. I want to hear his confession more. Maybe!"
High Priest Nailhead spoke slowly at this time, his calm voice filled with majesty that could not be denied.
"Yeah, trade Frank for us."
When Christine heard this, she also shouted excitedly.
"Catch Frank, take him to hell, and let me and Dean go."
High Priest Nail Head ignored Christine, but stared at Wu Heng and said calmly:
"I know you will eventually find your way."
"After all, evil seeks evil!"
Wu Heng already knew his future path:
"This is the path I chose."
High Priest Nailhead continued to say expressionlessly:
"I need a reason now."
Wu Heng understood that Frank could only exchange for Christine, but he would not let him go.
"two."
"Two for two!"
Wu Heng stretched out two fingers:
"Besides Frank, there is a woman named Giovanna Dursley."
The high priest didn't speak anymore, a burst of electricity passed by, the foursome disappeared, and the room returned to brightness.
Wu Heng himself had already prepared for the worst. Fortunately, Nailhead was not a nosy person and was too lazy to be serious about him, a curse disciple who escaped from the Ice Monk.
Perhaps in the eyes of the nailhead, Wu Heng's destiny is destined to be hell.
Kristen rushed over and hugged Wu Heng tightly while sobbing.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"
"Let's get this over with."
Wu Heng comforted her and let go of Christine.
He didn't want to be like the stupid plot in the movie, where they hugged each other and cried for a long time as soon as they escaped danger, and then were killed by monsters.
He turned to look at the mystery box that Kristen had thrown to the ground.
The puzzle box that should have been restored to a square shape is still octagonal and has not been restored.
It seems that the Nailhead team is just leaving temporarily, and they are waiting for them to achieve what they said.
Wu Heng stepped forward and picked up the mystery box and looked at it. He felt nothing. It seemed that he was unable to understand the method of closing the mystery box and had no potential in this area.
"Dean, don't touch this box, throw it away."
Christine was anxious to reach for the mystery box and throw it away.
"Christine, the box has not restored the cube. They will appear again at any time."
"It's not safe yet. We have to go to the attic of your dad's cabin and get Frank back."
Wu Heng gently took Kristine's trembling hand, and held her as he walked out the door.
Wu Heng didn't have to take Kristine to the cabin, and only Kristine could figure out how to close the mystery box.
Only when the mystery box is completely closed can the monks be sent back. In the plot, they regretted it in the end and wanted to take Christine away with them. It was Christine who forcibly closed the box.
"Get Frank back? You said he came back from hell, my dad"
When Christine heard this, she was worried about her father and couldn't care less about being sad.
"Don't worry, your father's hand was injured and he is applying medicine in the hospital. I asked someone to stop him and go home."
Wu Heng's words made Christine feel at ease.
"That's okay, Dean, what's going on here?"
Wu Heng walked to the Desen car whose front face was smashed and found that the water tank had cracked and could no longer be driven.
"It's a long story. I'll explain it later. Christine, now you have to study this box carefully and see if it can be completely closed. Only in this way can you get rid of it."
Wu Heng handed the mystery box in his hand to Christine.
Kristen took the mystery box with some fear. This thing had already caused a psychological shadow on her.
"I'm here."
Wu Hengdao.
Just four words gave Kristen a sense of security. She slowly calmed down and began to study the mystery box carefully.
The two of them did not stop the car and walked slowly towards the cabin to give Kristen more time to explore.
When approaching the cabin, Wu Heng glanced at Christine.
Kristen nodded affirmatively.
The detectives hiding nearby saw that it was the employer himself and did not show up to stop him.
Wu Heng took Christine into the wooden house and came to the attic on the second floor.
He picked up the untouched suitcase on the floor and opened it.
The two hearts of Frank and the woman in the cap were squirming in the woven bag, full of activity.
Wu Heng looked at these two energy sources with some pity.
But since an agreement has been reached with Nail Head to exchange this person, the two curse disciples have to be handed over to him.
High Priest Nailhead hates deception the most. He usually acts according to a set of invisible rules. He doesn't care about escaping within the rules. But if he is really angered, the second boss of hell will go crazy and he can't stop it now.
Wu Heng thought for a moment, then touched the two hearts with his left hand, drawing out the power and activating it.
After his heart shrank rapidly, Wu Heng lost his ability.
His physical fitness has probably increased by about 10%.
"Frank and Giovanna are right here."
Wu Heng picked up the mystery box that transformed into a hexagonal star and whispered.
Electricity flashed through the mystery box, and the surrounding area quickly darkened. The sculptured deer head hanging on the wall at the end of the corridor made a painful neighing sound, opened its mouth, and spat out a pool of corpse worms.
The baby's laughter and the old man's cry continued to rush from the bottom of the stairs to the second floor, then disappeared into the wall, as if a group of things were passing by.
The sound of iron chains finally sounded, and the realm belonging to the four-man prologue of the Hell Monk Nailhead descended into the attic.
Wu Heng placed the two shriveled hearts in his hand on the ground, held the mystery box tightly with his left hand, held Christine in his right hand, and retreated to the door.
The Nailhead Four emerge from a portal to hell ripped open in the wall.