Online Fortune Telling: Your Son Has Another Dad

Chapter 582 - 580: Blood-Red Vines

The sudden gunshot caught the long-faced scarred man off guard.

Who the hell fired the shot?

Without his permission, who dared to shoot here?

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

Because he felt intense pain in his back.

Clearly, after the gunshot rang out, the person who got shot was him!

The long-faced scarred man turned around in disbelief, only to see the round-faced bearded man behind him holding a gun, with the barrel pointed at his back.

The shot was fired by him!

But why did he shoot?

Why shoot at him?

Numerous questions flooded his mind in an instant.

But his eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and finally, everything went black, and he collapsed onto the ground.

Following the stabbing death of the long-faced scarred man, the two young crew members on the fishing boat also took out their guns.

They pointed their guns at the other crew members.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

With a series of gunshots, four more crew members fell to the ground, inexplicably losing their lives.

This sudden turn of events left the kidnapped Yan Tong, Zhang Songkang, and others dumbfounded.

What was going on?

The kidnappers were having a mutiny?

After a while, everyone came to their senses, unbelievably staring at Lars and the round-faced bearded man.

This bunch is extremely treacherous and cunning!

They struck while the long-faced scarred man and the others were unprepared.

The long-faced scarred man and his group’s deaths were indeed mysterious.

After all, no one expected their former teammates to suddenly stab them in the back.

"Lars, are you rescuing us?"

Daisy asked excitedly, eager to find out.

"Perhaps!"

Lars smiled noncommittally, then looked at the round-faced bearded man and softly said, "Ramon, let’s hurry up!"

"No problem, my friend!"

Ramon, the round-faced bearded man, laughed upon hearing this, and turned back towards the fishing boat on the shore.

In less than half a minute, he returned pushing a cart.

With the assistance of two other crew members, they piled the bodies of the long-faced scarred man and the other four crew members onto the cart.

Their actions were clean and efficient, as if they were piling up dead fish rather than corpses.

This scene made the others present feel terrified.

Even though everyone was in a warm region, they still felt chills all over.

"Let’s go, we need to hurry up!"

Seeing Ramon and the others finish piling up the bodies, Lars stepped forward and, along with Ramon, pushed the cart ahead.

"What are you all standing around for?"

"Hurry up and follow along!"

The other two crew members pointed their guns at the bound Yan Tong and others, urging them harshly.

Seeing the fierce looks on their faces, Daisy and the others were deeply disappointed.

Even though the kidnappers were having a mutiny, it wasn’t for them.

With the threat of gun barrels, everyone had no choice but to sigh and follow in the footsteps of Lars and Ramon, trudging forward.

Yan Tong was tied at the back of the group.

She looked at the rope tied around her wrist, tightly bound, impossible to escape relying solely on herself.

Helplessly, she looked up towards Zhang Songkang ahead.

But soon, she chose to give up.

Ever since the kidnapping began, Zhang Songkang had been behaving obediently.

Whatever the kidnappers told him to do, he did, without a trace of struggle.

If it weren’t for Zhang Songkang being treated the same as her, she would have thought he was also one of the kidnappers.

After walking forward for about twenty minutes, the group finally arrived in front of the Blood-colored Divine Temple.

Previously, everyone observed from afar and couldn’t see the details of the Divine Temple, only roughly seeing the striking red gate wall surrounding it.

Upon reaching the temple, they discovered that the red gate wall was as vividly red as human blood.

At a glance, it seemed to flow slowly.

This bizarre scene left everyone present hesitant to even take a deep breath.

Lars did not stop like the others.

He pushed the cart with the bodies to the temple’s door.

Everyone’s gaze followed him to the entrance.

"Hiss..."

The crowd collectively inhaled sharply.

They hadn’t realized it, but upon seeing, they were shocked!

The temple door was entwined with dense blood-red vines.

Not only were the vines blood red, but even the slender leaves on them were the same color.

Because their color was similar to that of the gate wall, they hadn’t noticed them initially.

These blood-red vines varied in thickness, but the thinnest were as thick as a human wrist.

They swayed slightly in the sea breeze, resembling long snakes.

However, what was even more terrifying was that there were several dried-up corpses beneath the door.

"What... what is going on here?"

Everyone felt a never-before-experienced fear.

They clearly sensed they were trapped in some conspiracy...

At this moment, under everyone’s gaze, Lars hoisted one of the bodies from the cart and casually walked to the temple door.

One and a half meters from the door, he halted, then threw the body fiercely towards the entrance.

"Thud!"

With a dull thud, the body crashed heavily to the ground.

Fortunately, the long-faced scarred man wasn’t breathing, otherwise, he would surely curse Lars.

Lars’ action puzzled everyone.

Why throw the body in front of the door?

Were those dried-up bodies on the ground thrown by him too?

Everyone’s mind was full of confusion and incomprehension, but in the next second, their questions were thoroughly answered.

After the body was tossed near the door, the blood-red vines coiling around it started writhing as if suddenly hit by a gust.

Within moments, these vines, like venomous snakes hunting prey, quickly crawled toward the corpse on the ground.

The tendrils shot out like sharp awls, effortlessly piercing the skin of the corpse.

What followed sent chills down everyone’s spine, leaving them cold.

After the vines pierced the corpse’s flesh, they behaved like high-powered vacuum cleaners, continuously sucking away the body’s blood and flesh.

In merely two to three minutes, the long-faced scarred man’s stout physique was drained into a skin-and-bones shell.

This scene was identical to the dried-up corpses they had seen earlier!

Even after draining the long-faced scarred man, the blood-red vines seemed unsatisfied, extending tendrils continuously, as if searching for new prey.

"Good babies, eat slowly!"

"There’re more here!"

Watching this, Lars was not only unafraid but his eyes grew more intense.

Then, he tossed the other four bodies from the cart successively to the door, letting those blood-red vines feast...