Here Lies The Wicked

All four of them reached out to their companions for help, but even their necks were swollen so badly that they could not speak.

The last one fell on a muddy mountain road, helpless, painful, looking to his peers for help.

Suddenly!

The young man, Ma Shengfei, had a painful twitch, his eyes turned white, and he fell still on the ground.

Life and death are unknown.

Then old Zhao and the other two girls.

“Old Zhao, what the hell is wrong with you? Don't scare us, asshole! What the hell is going on here? ”

Screaming, panicking, shouting, panicking, all over this convoy, crying and shouting sounds like a mess.

“Help! Help! Help! There's no one here! ”

“We have people dying here. Somebody help us! Somebody help us! Please! ”

Remote, desolate cliff roads, all the help, at this moment, seem so pale and powerless.

The nearest stations are dozens of kilometres away.

Several broke free of their companions' hands and shouted and rushed to lift Zhao's body.

“Old Zhao, wake up! Old Zhao! ”

“Dead, dead, all dead! ”

Sadness climbs the face of every member of the team.

“By the way, the car recorder! Driving recorder has audio recording, we can definitely find clues!” Some of these people, who were intimidated, calmed down, went to pull out the storage cards of the car recorder and shouted who had the card reader.

Watching a messy motorcade, people with personality impulses, angry and yelling, kicking the roadside rock out: “Bastard! What the hell is going on? Minutes are fine, people say no is gone! ”

The man who was exasperating saw the road half squatting an eyeball black, black rat, staring at them all the time.

Not afraid of people at all.

The mouse had a big head. The head was as big as the head cat. The hair was smooth and nutritious.

“Bad luck, people just died. Why are these things nosier than dog spirits! What are you looking at, Mud? Are you bastards starving to eat human flesh? ”

The more he scolded the fire, the more he thought about the fact that the convoy somehow died four people, not to mention bad luck. When he got back, he still faced a problem with his ass. The more he wanted to get gas, the more he pulled out the folding military shovel in the car, and a shovel cut off half the head of the big rat.

Brain pulp, blood, yellow, green, white, all sorts of brains.

The man was also stunned.

I didn't think the rat was as big as a cat. He couldn't hide. He just stood there and looked at him cold and cold. He didn't even hide from being cut off half his head.

“Li Qiang, what are you doing? It's okay. Why are you exasperating with a roadside animal? ”

Someone couldn't see, said Li Qiang.

I don't know how, Li Qiang suddenly felt a little out of control of his temper. He was told by his companion and waved his hand impatiently.

Pfft!

The companion who said a word about him was directly shoveled by Li Qiang's folding army, and he flew half his head off the shovel.

Ah!!!!!

Pfft!

The woman who shouted in horror, was folded at the edge of the serrated edge of the military shovel, cut off half her neck, splashed blood water, and pressed with her hand couldn't stop.

A woman fell into a bloodbath, her eyes wide open with love for life, she could not believe that she had died in a remote mountain.

“Li Qiang! ”

“Are you fucking crazy! ”

The rest of the team saw Li Qiang, who had gone mad to kill, and ran away in horror. When have these delicate and habitual city people ever seen such a bloody picture?

It was all frightening.

Watching his motorcade mate hide far away from him, Li Qiang, carrying several pieces of human tissue folding military shovel, did not continue to hunt these people. He smiled at the others, then jumped off the cliff and fell into pieces.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

When Li Qiang turned his head and gave his companions a strange smile, that smile was a bit like a yin rat's face.

Seven people died in a row in the convoy, more than half of them directly, and now everyone knows that this self-driving tour is no longer possible.

The convoy was crying and unpopular.

Suddenly.

Someone screamed, "Someone's coming! Someone's coming! ”

Others are like birds of shock, the hair blowing up, looking at the direction of their peers' fingers, only in front of the convoy, in the dazzling sun, there are several blurry figures, coming from the end of the cliff road, from far and close.

Those in the forefront, the tallest and biggest, appear to be more than two metres tall.

“Help! Help!”

“Come and help us! We, here we are... dead, dead, dead! Help us!! ”

Someone was thrilled to cry.

Finally, the shadows approached, and when those people approached within a hundred meters, the glare of the sun over their heads diminished, and they finally saw that the man who was in the forefront, more than two meters tall, actually walked with a heavy wooden coffin on his back, only a man in his 30s, more than seven meters tall.

Look at the coffin, at least more than two meters, at least a kilogram, but the man was carrying such a heavy coffin, and nothing happened, and his face walked easily.

Turns out, what they saw earlier, more than two meters tall, was the visual illusion of the sunshine.

“Coffin, coffin, coffin! ”

There was a cowardly man, a broken throat screaming, his eyes were about to stare out, his face instantly pale.

Seven people died in the morning, the bodies are still in front of us, and now we see another coffin!

Goddamn it! Goddamn it! Goddamn it!

He doesn't want a coffin! He just wants the air conditioning at home! A glass of warm milk and a large pot of egg fried rice!

There are three other people in that line of work besides the one who leads them with their mouth coffins behind their back.

A tall old man.

A middle-aged man with a big eyebrow doll face.

And a middle-aged, elegant man with a face that looked like he was seeing hundreds of millions of unexpressed zombie faces that everyone owed him.

In this strange combination, only the middle-aged man with the doll's face looked the best and always smiled kindly on his face.

“Hello.” The doll-faced man stood up, looked at the body in the eye, and raised his hand to greet the other survivors of the convoy.

“H, hello, how... Ma Chengfei reyou? ”

The doll-faced man looked at the person who greeted him and smiled and said, "I'm good. ”

“Where's Ma Chengfei reyoufrom? ”

“I 'mfr, rom... Ch, Chin Horsefly.” The motorcade man kowtowed and replied.

“If you speak Chinese, what are you talking about?” The doll-faced man finished his speech and then stopped looking at each other, turning to the man with the heavy coffin beside him and talking silently all the way.

“Cheung Butcher, why don't you go look around and see if you're freaking out all these kids. ”

After that, the doll-faced man smiled and looked at the rescue team member, who was forced not to react.

“You're donkey friends, too? ”

“Luckily, we are also donkey friends… you don't have to look behind us, we don't have a motorcade behind us, we are poor swimming donkey friends, just passing nearby and hearing your cry for help. ”

“Looks like you're in a lot of trouble, six dead in a row, and, oh, no, there's another one under the cliff, seven dead. Mr. Fook, it looks like we're in trouble this time. There's something running out during the day. ”

This doll-faced man is the head teacher of the city's chief instructor.

The silent oligarchy man in the coffin was the missing butcher Zhang for most of the month, and then Mr. Fu and Yan Cabernet Xia were there.

The old monsters of the city, the masters, are not in city, all on this highway of entry.

Especially Zhang's back, carrying a heavy wooden coffin.

I don't know what the purpose of these night trips, which make the pyramid strong, is to kill the old evil spirits in the city of , but suddenly come to the extreme western cold of the motherland?

After saying hello to Mr. Fu, he turned to look at the people in the motorcade: “Introduce yourselves, you can call me, um, a little friend gave me a very hectic nickname, you can also call me Teach him, modern Zhang Fei is the world's head teacher. ”

People in the motorcade, even more blind.

When did Zhang Fei grow a young doll face?

“You, who the hell are you?” The people in the motorcade finally came back to God, hugging each other and watching nervously teach them.

……

A few minutes later, a good doll's face was born with a head teacher who successfully asked for all the details of the situation, along with an extra memory card for the car recorder.

“Mr. Fook, this convoy was killed as if it had something to do with a bug and a rat as big as a cat. ”

“Mr. Fook, what do you think of this situation? ”

“What can it be? It doesn't look like a ghost. It's daytime, and there are no signs of happiness around. As for the struggle in the daytime chaos, it is even more unlikely, if it is really a struggle, the noise will only be bigger than it is now. ”

He was carrying a fat rat with half his head in his hand and threw it at Mr. Fook's feet.

After examining the body of the mouse, Mr. Fook looked down on the face without emotional fluctuations.

“It is true that Kunlun is the location of Kunlun Fang. Even if it is still a long way from Kunlun Fang, I can't imagine these things, they will recover much earlier than elsewhere...”

“Burn all these bodies and cars first, and do not allow the contamination to spread.” Mr. Fook looked at the ordinary people in the motorcade and said nothing more.

Everyone in the convoy was emotionally agitated and wanted to resist when they heard about burning the bodies of their companions.

I don't know, the silent butcher Zhang, at this time, said to suddenly do it.

Pfft!

The body was cut open, and then... the poxo!

Porso!

A large number of scalping bugs gushed out of the body like a blood fountain.

Those insects, all of them bloodthirsty, roaring larvae, had little head size but nail caps, one drank blood and drank red all over his body.

At the same time, the body was empty, with only one piece of human skin left to dry.

Ah!!

The convoy was paralyzed to the ground.