“Help!”

At midnight, the suburban roads were deserted, with not a single passing car.

The driver remembered the last message on his phone and did not dare to go into the woods on both sides. He ran wildly in the middle of the road.

The wind was whistling in his ears. After running more than ten meters, Lao Zhang found that there were no footsteps behind him. He turned his head to take a look.

"You can't get away!"

The face on the back of the head was distorted, as if something was trying to come out. At this time, the monster passenger was only half a meter away from Lao Zhang.

"It wants to run into my head." The driver didn't know why he had such a strange idea. He ran forward desperately and never dared to look back.

But some things don’t disappear just because you don’t look back.

I could feel a stabbing pain at the back of my head, as if a sharp knife was slowly piercing into it.

"Help!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, but all he got in response was dead silence.

His neck was cold and stiff, and he didn't even have the strength to turn his head.

He ran slower and slower, the oxygen in his lungs was drained out, and he really couldn't run anymore.

"You'll get used to it slowly." A sinister laugh came from behind his head, and the driver tried his best to move forward. Unfortunately, this area was too desolate, with old forests on both sides. Passing vehicles knew that there was a crematorium ahead, so they rarely passed by here at night.

The back of his head felt like it was cut open, the pain was unbearable, the uncle's eyes rolled up, and he felt like he was going to faint.

"It hurts so much!" This was the only thought left in his mind. His thinking became fuzzy. All he could think about was, when he woke up, would he also become a monster with a face on the back of his head?

The cold feeling invaded his brain, his memories were stirred, and Lao Zhang finally couldn't hold on any longer.

With a "thump", Lao Zhang fell to the ground. He supported himself with his hands and felt a chill on his back, as if a poisonous snake was crawling on his back. But he was unable to move or resist.

The pain at the back of his head was getting more and more severe. Lao Zhang wanted to shout, but no sound came out. He shook his head, trying to shake off the thing on the back of his head, but it had no effect at all.

“It hurts…”

He made no sound, but the sound still rang in his ears.

"Is it me who's talking?"

Lao Zhang's mind was in a mess, and he tried to look in the direction where the sound came from.

The only source of light in the darkness was the car lights. The branches on both sides rustled, and something could be vaguely heard approaching in the distance.

“It hurts, it hurts!”

When the painful sound reached his ears, Lao Zhang's face turned pale. He realized that the sound was not made by him.

"Another monster?"

The driver collapsed on the ground, trying his best to keep his eyes open. He just wanted to drive a taxi and earn money to support his family. He never expected to encounter such a strange thing.

"After I die, will my body be sent somewhere for research?"

Strange thoughts began to appear in my mind, and the cold feeling on my back slowly subsided, but the pain in the back of my head did not diminish at all.

Hearing that sound, the passengers seemed to have a sense of crisis and began to speed up.

"Why does the monster seem to be afraid too?"

In the last few seconds before he closed his eyes, he saw a taxi approaching in the distance.

He wanted to make a sound to warn the other party that it was very dangerous here, but he couldn't open his mouth.

The car door opened, and the mentally ill man he had seen several times ran out carrying a bag.

"Why do I keep meeting him everywhere?"

The backpack was thrown aside, and the psychopath mentioned by Lao Zhang took out an exaggerated hammer from the bag and sprinted towards him.

"I'm dead now."

There was a strong sense of despair in his words, and then Lao Zhang saw a scene that he would never forget.

When the man who was sprinting towards him was one or two meters away from him, he raised the hammer in his hand and swung it at the back of his head!

“Bang!”

The pain on the back of my head disappeared instantly, and an object resembling a human was knocked down and rolled several times on the road.

The sound of broken bones rang in his ears and his vision was covered by a faint crimson. Lao Zhang turned his head with difficulty. After seeing the passenger's deformed body, he could no longer control the fear in his heart. His eyes rolled up and he fainted.

"Don't be afraid!" Chen Ge panted. He hurried and finally arrived.

Old Zhang fainted on the ground, so naturally he couldn't hear his voice.

The driver of the taxi behind also ran down and screamed when he saw Lao Zhang fainted on the ground.

"Lao Zhang! Lao Zhang, wake up!"

The tranquil night was broken. When the passenger rolling in the middle of the road saw Chen Ge, he leaned his body and ran into the woods beside him without saying a word.

"Call the police immediately! Say the murderer is the fugitive from the prisoner case in Ward 3!"

After giving instructions, Chen Ge chased directly into the woods.

In the dense forest, the speed was greatly affected. The passengers were running madly in the front and Chen Ge was chasing behind.

The chase lasted for several minutes, and the passengers gradually lost their strength.

His body was crooked, half of his shoulder was deformed, and every step he took seemed like it was about to fall apart.

"You can't get away!"

Chen Ge will definitely not let this guy go tonight. Whether it is because of the hidden mission or other reasons, he has reasons to make the Ghost Story Association a thing of the past.

Hearing the shouting behind him, the passenger gritted his teeth. He had just said this a few minutes ago.

The situation has reversed. Not only will tonight's ghost story not be completed, but I may even get myself involved.

The passenger was preoccupied with something and tripped over something with his calf. His body, which was already crooked, completely lost balance and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Keep running?" How could Chen Ge miss such a good opportunity? He tried his best to close the distance, and the hideous and bloody hammer was infinitely magnified in the eyes of the passengers.

Feeling panic for no apparent reason, the passengers crawled on the ground, trying desperately to hide deeper into the woods.

It only took a few seconds for Chen Ge to catch up.

The skull crusher hit the passenger's thigh. At the critical moment, the passenger used his elbows to support himself and forced his body away.

“Bang!”

The hammer hit the tree trunk, scraping off a large piece of bark, and the whole tree shook violently.

The passenger's face was pale and looked even more miserable than a dead person's.

"This is too much!"

The face on the back of his head began to wriggle, and strands of blood emerged from under the skin and weaved themselves again.

After a moment, the passenger's face on the back of his head was surprisingly similar to Chen Ge's.

"You can manipulate these blood threads. You really ran out from the door."

Without waiting for the monster to complete its transformation, Chen Ge rushed forward. He never held back when it came to monsters.

"I've been waiting for you to come!"

When Chen Ge approached, the passenger suddenly jumped up and took the initiative to meet him, stretching his hands forward, trying desperately to grab his shoulders.

The face that somewhat resembled Chen Ge showed a sick smile and moved closer to Chen Ge's face.

He started planning as soon as he met Chen Ge, but he overlooked a very important point.

Between that face and Chen Ge, an even more hysterical voice sounded.

“It hurts so much! It hurts so much!”