My House of Horrors

Looking at Chen Song as if he was a trick, he suddenly took a walkie-talkie out of his pocket and the second half of Chief Huang's sentence stuck directly in his voice.

“Are you a cop?” He reacted slowly, and when he realized it was bad, Chen Gong had received a reply from a group leader, Li Zheng.

“Hold on! Be right there!” There was a rush of footsteps downstairs, and Operation Team Leader Li Zheng was not far from them!

Superintendent Huang's face turned very bad. Before, when he created strange conversations, there were victims who wanted to call the police, but those people called the police all had a phone dialing process. Anyone who could think that Chen Gong had pulled a walkie-talkie out of his arms without a sign.

Besides, it's totally different from what he used to do!

Vengeance, screaming and fear are the best food for powerful ghosts. In order not to be reflexed by ghosts on their bodies, they are forced to do some brutal and horrible things, which Huang has a deep experience.

But in front of him, he provided for three powerful ghosts on his own, including the finest red clothes. According to the standards of the Weird Talks Association, this man will never lose ten lives!

But such a bloodstained butcher, a homicidal maniac, chose to call the police at the most critical time!

They even use police walkie-talkies!

Anger flickered, Director Huang knew what was going on tonight. Even if he killed Chan Gong, his apparent identity could not continue to be used.

“All because of you! ”

Things in the shadow of the city have to be solved with rules in the shadow, which is a customary rule, but no one thought that there was a “traitor” among them!

The reaction of the blood face was much more intense than that of the director Huang, and the braided face of the blood thread pounded towards Chen Song. In the process of pounding over, the five officers had become eighty-nine points similar to Chen Song.

“Here's the thing again. ”

Chen Guo grabbed the walkie-talkie and hit that bloody face, but he tried his best to wave his arm through the bloody face and couldn't even touch each other.

“Kill you, or manipulate your body for a short time, and I have a chance to get mixed up.” Only Chen Song knew the identity of Chief Huang. As long as he let his blood face get into Chen Song's mind and shut him up forever, Chief Huang grasped himself.

Bloody face approached, about to touch Chen Gong's face, his pupil was like a night cat, suddenly shrunk into a narrow gap, exuded a compelling chill.

“Pussy eyes! ”

After about half a second of stopping blood on his face, Chan Sing slipped his legs on the ground, flushed his body forward, and made a crazy move.

He hit Director Huang with his head down, and they both rolled down the stairs.

My arm was bruised and the pain came from all over.

But what made Chen Song strange was that the pain disappeared only momentarily after it appeared.

When his gaze was restored, Chen Gong jumped up and was about to run downstairs before realizing that his body joint was wrapped in a layer of dark hair.

“Zhang Ya? ”

Apart from a little skin trauma, Chan Song was intact, and what was strikingly different from him was being dragged upstairs by black hair to the head of Huang.

The bloody face punctured the dark hair, the yellow supervisor lost his mind, and his body was strangled and shaped.

Turning blindly, Chen Guo stood at the corner of the 22nd floor and looked up. Zhang Ya, dressed in red, stood quietly on the 23rd floor. The dark hair behind her was tied with a jumpsuit monster, a bloody face and a slender ghost, which filled the entire stairwell.

Red like blood, underfoot is a spreading black hair, an ugly, horrible monster screams in it and is slowly crushed and swallowed.

To be honest, Chan Song was a little panicked when he saw the scene.

As he stepped forward, Zhang Ya walked towards Chen Song, and his senses were impacted by the bitter cold and heavy bloody smell.

Zhang Ya seems to have changed again. She should have gotten what she wanted.

Dropping her head up, her dark hair slipped off, Zhang Ya's face parked a few centimeters away from the tip of Chen Song's nose. She looked into Chen Song's eyes, holding a very ordinary wooden box in her pale, bloodless hands.

“For me? ”

As soon as Chen Gong opened his mouth, he felt the cold breath pouring into his body, and he took the wooden box and looked inside.

That dark black blood stain has disappeared and replaced it with an ugly, deformed figure.

“Destroy your face! ”

The doll is like a man with a shattered figure that shrinks a dozen times, his mask is removed, all but his eyes are flattened with scars, he has no nose and lips, like the devil in the nightmare.

“You made him a toy?! ”

The disfigured face in the box is just a soul that has been pulled out of the body, and the shaking face can feel the evil smell emanating from it.

When Zhang Ya treated Zhu Xiu, he pulled out his soul and made it into a toy.

Looking at the disfigured face struggling in the box, Chen Gonghairy stood up, which was the second most intimidating gift he had ever received in his life, and the first was the love letter when he first met Zhang Ya.

“Thank you, I... love your gift, you're the first girl to give it to me. ”

Upon hearing Chen Song's answer, Zhang Ya shifted her gaze, her head lowered and she didn't want Chen Song to see her expression, but Chen Song could feel that she seemed to be having a little fun.

Dark hair wrapped around it, and Chan Song could hardly believe that they were eating those horrible monsters brutally on the 23rd floor as they were “talking friendly” on the 22nd floor.

Dark hair spread across the 23rd floor towards Zhang Ya, where Chen Song even saw Xu Yan's crippled body. He opened his mouth and quickly said to Zhang Ya, “Wait a minute! Don't get hurt! ”

The atmosphere was damaged and when Zhang Ya raised his head again, he regained his original appearance.

Xu Yin and Pen Fairy were cut out, black hair crushed the other ghosts and stained with a lot of blood.

Dark hair retracted, Zhang Ya's body swayed slightly, seemed a little sleepy.

She looked up deeply at Chan Song and walked past Chan Song, disappearing.

The cold feeling behind Chan did not dissipate because Zhang Ya left, as if a pair of resentful eyes were staring behind him.

After a minute or two, the chills disappeared until Li Zheng's cry came downstairs.

Chen Gong was stiff, and he sat on the floor, retrieving the badly injured pronunciation and pen fairy, and stuffing that strange wooden box in his pocket.

Zhang Ya gave him a more intimidating gift than a ghost candy, and now an extra "toy” made from the soul of the murderer.

“I know she is a gift from a girl who always gives it out of kindness, I'm sorry too, the key thing is this gift...” Chen Gong looked back at her with a smile, and with the light of his phone, he was shocked to find that his shadow was not his own!

The faint light shines on you, but the shadow is the shape of a long-haired woman!

Chan Song had hardly any hesitation and immediately changed his words: “The key is that this gift is too precious! No girl has ever been so nice to me! I'll probably remember it forever! ”