Here Lies The Wicked

The night is cold.

The blockade of roads near the Tongjiang Bridge, thanks to the dark night, has not attracted much attention.

This is due to the fact that the surrounding building complex is not dense, just in the suburbs.

Second, since the accident at Tongjiang Bridge, few people dare to come here alone at night. After all, people are spared their lives.

So when people pass nearby, they are also stopped from dissociating, saying that the road ahead is constructed, and the road is changed.

Darkening at night.

Suddenly!

Boom!

Boom!

The roar of the engine, the thrill of rubber tires as they make sharp turns at high speeds, the brightly swaying high beams, a crude off-road vehicle such as the Steel Beast roar, breaking the tranquility at night, roaring high speeds and driving to the Tongjiang Bridge.

Five, ten!

A dozen!

At one junction, there are more and more steel beasts, tearing calm nights apart, all without exception, flying towards the Tongjiang Bridge.

At the same time.

Chi Shi, stylish taste from the cafeteria.

“Lying down! The big belly man at table 3 is so edible, is this a hungry dying foetus? ”

“Shut up, Chef Zhang just arrived for the first day of internship and was scared away. A new plate of grilled steak, which disappeared within a minute, the trainee Zhang has been grilling steak since the afternoon and is directly exhausted and unable to lift his arms. ”

The cafeteria waiters took the walkie-talkie, spat madly, and poured bitter water.

At this moment, even the lobby manager of the cafeteria is similarly black as a pot bottom.

This table number 3, "The Hungry Ghost," is naturally square.

During the day, he practiced the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra", causing him to suffer severe blood loss, re-entering the madness of extreme hunger, feeding blood to make up for the loss of air and blood.

At this time, Fangzheng came back from the counter, but the lobby manager could only stare dry. But at this point, Square's phone suddenly vibrated.

The caller is Sun Yushu.

As soon as the phone was turned on, Sun Yushu heard a slightly nervous voice. "Brother Fang Zheng! Forced clearance of the Tongjiang Bridge, I already know, they're on the move tonight! ”

The square-handed motion suddenly pounded.

According to what Sun Yushu has been hearing, the "psychic investigation bureau” people are now in an emergency.

It appears that the results of the first forced clean-up of the Tongjiang Bridge failed, as if the river was cut off and all those who went down to the bottom of the river disappeared.

No one's alive, no body.

According to what Sun Yushu has been hearing, the “Spiritual Investigation Bureau" has now urgently dispatched reinforcements to the Tongjiang Bridge. Even the “psychic investigation bureau” personnel stationed in other units began to lose their temper, bringing everyone together and centralizing their protection, as if it were a tense formation of great enemies.

It is in this context that Sun Yushu was able to eavesdrop on these important information.

Sun Yushu was the sneak contact method. He hung up the phone immediately after the haste. He was caught in contemplation.

He's thinking.

Whether to go to the Tongjiang Bridge or not, the first batch of men and horses saw that the boat had been collectively turned over and the encirclement could not be reversed.

Clearly, the Tongjiang Bridge has become a dangerous place, and even professionals such as the Psychic Bureau of Investigation are unable to deal with psychic incidents. And he's alone. It's too dangerous.

But!

Risks coexist with opportunities, grey breath! He needs a lot of gray air to light up the scriptures! Fang is unwilling to miss this rare opportunity.

“I just dabble outside, I don't go in... if there's something wrong, get out of there right away, there shouldn't be any danger? ”

……

Sand, sand...

Corner rubbing sound, Fengyan riding a shared bike.

Dead yellow street lights.

She's the only one in the empty street.

Feng Yingyan, a fitness coach, chose a shortcut to go home from this road near Tongjiang Bridge in order to be able to return home quickly after work at night.

Ever since the Tongjiang Bridge, there has been a succession of falling people, and now there are almost no people on the road in the vicinity, all night long.

But as a fitness coach, Feng Language Yan, his personality is independent and strong, but he is not taboo about these.

I don't know if it's because of the cold night wind, Feng Language Yan feels a little cold, his back is chilly, his back neck is chilly.

Feng Wenyan looked back and found nothing.

“I really scared myself that there was no back seat for sharing a bike, and there was no one blowing at my neck from behind.” Feng Language Yan laughed at herself, and as she turned her head and continued looking forward, Feng Language Yan suddenly saw a little boy on the side of the street playing leather ball.

Knock, knock, knock... little boy for a second, kicking a little leather ball against the wall. Tap, the little leatherball bounces back under the little boy's feet, and the little boy keeps kicking the little leatherball.

Feng Yan wondered how there was a little boy in the middle of the night, playing leather ball on the street.

“Kid, how come you're playing alone on the street at night? Where's your mother? Where's your family? Are you lost?” Feng Yingyan, riding a shared bike, approached the little boy without a word, suddenly picked up the little leather ball and ran into the alley in the dark corner.

Feng Yan was confused, but did not think that the little boy lived nearby.

So Feng Yingyan continued riding the shared bike.

Knock, knock, knock... Feng Yingyan saw the boy who had run away before, he didn't know when to run to the front and continue kicking the ball against the wall.

Tap, the little leather ball bounces back under the little boy's feet, and the little boy kicks the little leather ball against the wall, repeating it over and over again.

“Kid, you...” Feng Yan didn't finish his speech. The little boy didn't say a word. He picked up the little leather ball again and ran into the dark shadow.

At this time, Feng Yingyan's eyes panicked, his hands and feet were cold, and he just wanted to leave the road as soon as possible.

However……

Knock, knock, knock... the ball kicked the sound on the wall, she saw the little boy in front again, still silent, kicking the little ball on the wall again and again.

This time, Feng Yingyan stood up with cold hair on her back. She didn't stop, she just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

Feng Yingyan passed directly through the little boy, the little boy did not look at her, did not speak, still burying the little leather ball for the first time.

Feng Language Yan just wanted to relax. Suddenly, she felt her back neck cool. It seemed that someone was standing behind her and blowing cold air at her back neck.

“Big sister, stay and play little leather ball with me.” The voice of a little boy was posted on the back of Fengyan Yan.

But there's no backseat for sharing a bike!

There's no way to sit!

Feng Yan opened his eyes in alarm: “Save...”

Yellow streetlights, indefinitely lit empty streets, restored to silence, clear cold, no one on the street.

There was only one shared bike, falling on the side of the road, with a ladies' handbag hanging from the handle.

Until a few minutes later, he was riding his shared bike and gradually entered the street.

Knock, knock, knock...

A little boy kicked a little leather ball against the wall one at a time by the street.