Depression, panic, despair, helplessness... and other negative emotions fill the place, making people feel suffocated!

It's like falling into an abyss.

Bang~

A hand reached out.

Everyone was shocked.

In their minds, they subconsciously recalled what the patrolman had always emphasized: Don't contact anyone!

Everyone swallowed and trembled.

Ten seconds later.

Nothing seemed to happen.

"Bah! As expected... that patrolman was lying to us, saying that anyone who encountered him would be possessed and die... Bah... I'm fine, aren't I?"

The man in the shirt wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

"You are a smart man. You were not deceived by that cunning alien spirit." The old man grabbed the hand of the man in the shirt and said with a smile.

"I'm glad that someone can see through the conspiracy of those spirits who call themselves patrollers," the old man praised.

For a moment, the man in the shirt showed a proud face, looking smugly at the blind crowd who were "deceived" on the side.

"Yes, yes, yes. I've suspected that patrolman for a long time. He blocked our signals, didn't let us speak loudly, and every time he warned me to wear red clothes... There really is something wrong!"

The man in the shirt held the old man's hand tightly and didn't let go, looking like he had finally found his organization.

…

Huh?

Suddenly, the old man made a surprised sound, and then looked outside... Outside the "brightly lit" street, one of his puppets had lost contact.

"Friend, come home with us!" said the old man with a frown.

"Oh, yes, yes, I have a big deal to discuss, and I don't know if it's okay to delay it for a few days..." The man in the shirt patted his forehead and said.

"Fang Man, why are you still standing there? Take off your red shirt and let's go together!" The man in the shirt said to a beautiful young woman in the crowd.

This woman was a member of the opposite sex he had attracted during this period.

These stupid ordinary people are fine, but this woman must be taken away.

"But didn't the patrolman say before that no one can leave here without him?" the young woman said weakly.

In any case, the patrollers had been with them for several days, and in their hearts they subconsciously preferred the patrollers.

"You guys... are so pedantic and stupid! You just believe whatever he says?" The man in the shirt felt that this group of people was really hopeless.

ah!

Something strange happened, and a scream echoed through the night.

Suddenly, two people fell down from the crowd of people in red, and their bodies began to rot rapidly.

In an instant, the smell of blood hit my nose.

Seeing this, the old man hurried forward.

"There's no hope. He was killed by that strange spirit. I warned you not to wear red..."

Just as the old man was about to say something else, several more puppets fell to the ground in the distance on the street.

A powerful awakener is coming, we have to leave here quickly!

…

"You really deserve it. Is there something wrong with your brain? I told you to listen to me and not wear red clothes, but you refused to listen... Old man, ignore them, let's go!" The man in the shirt sneered.

The old man glanced out the window again and said, "Okay, let's go."

The seeds of doubt have been planted!

In the distance, no one noticed when the helicopter left the scene.

The outside world became pitch black again.

"Wait for me, I'll go with you."

"And me"

"Add me."

“…”

In an instant, seven or eight people quickly tore off their clothes and followed.

The death of their two companions further aroused their inner fear, and they just wanted to leave here.

And... isn't there a dozen people around that old man?

They should all be survivors.

People feel safe when they gather together.

"Well, welcome... smart people." The old man showed a barely perceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.

Then, under the trembling gaze of a group of people in the corner, the old man took the lead, and the group of people around him all lined up in a row, stretched out their hands and placed them on the shoulders of the person in front of them.

Zombie?

Take the train?

The man in the shirt and the other survivors who joined in were stunned. They had obviously never encountered such a bizarre rescue method, but seeing that this group of people did it, they gritted their teeth and put their hands up.

Then... the "train" of more than twenty people started to set off.

Tap tap

There was a dull, chaotic sound of footsteps.

Slowly... the footsteps became more and more regular, and in the end it was impossible to tell that it was a group of people.

On the streets...

A group of people put their hands on their shoulders, with strange smiles on their faces... and slowly disappeared step by step.

…

"Qiao Yuan, there's something wrong!"

Li Xiaoling pointed into the distance.

Qiao Yuan retracted the knife and said, "I saw it."

"Why not solve it?" Li Xiaoling asked curiously.

"No rush." ​​Qiao Yuan said calmly.

To solve a problem, one must first understand the situation. Qiao Yuan is not afraid of dealing with ordinary strange spirits.

But since this incident lasted so long, there must be a reason for it.

Therefore, the top priority is to find the awakened person from the Security Bureau, then understand the situation here, and then formulate tactics based on the situation.

Then Qiao Yuan looked at the shopping mall in the distance that was swallowed by darkness. If he saw it correctly, a strange spirit came out from here.

"Come on, let me go in and take a look." Qiao Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Is it safe?" Li Xiaoling was a little worried.

Qiao Yuan: "Don't worry, if there's any danger I'll definitely use you as a shield!"

Li Xiaoling: “…”

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