"etc."

"Lao San, where did the body of the beautiful woman you mentioned go?"

"It's clearly here, how could it disappear?"

Lao San, a strong man holding an old crowbar, had his pupils shrunken. The freezer in front of him was empty, leaving only strands of the woman's fallen black hair, which was dazzlingly black.

"unlucky!"

"Forget it, just find someone who is pretty and young to make up the money." The leading strong man waved his hand impatiently and kicked the freezer in front of him into it.

When the two people beside him heard this, they were no longer obsessed with the corpse and started to look for it.

The third crowbar man tightened his grip on the crowbar and carefully opened the white cloth of the corpses on the bed.

It's like opening a blind box.

Horror blind box.

The corpses showed different signs of death, including car accidents, suicides, and mutilated limbs. Even the tall crowbar man couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Creak!"

The soft creaking sound of an old clockwork suddenly sounded slowly from behind him. The crowbar man who had just inspected the body stiffened, and fine cold sweat slowly secreted down his forehead.

Subconsciously, it turned to look at the clean white porcelain floor. Under the cold white light, the flat white cloth covering the bed behind it rose at a slow speed.

Bang...the white cloth fell to the ground at the corner of the bed, revealing the old man sitting up slowly underneath.

Taking a breath of air, the pale-faced man with the crowbar clenched his teeth, quickly turned around and jumped back to hold the crowbar tightly. A pair of fierce eyes stared at the old man who couldn't sit up. His skin was covered with sporadic corpse spots.

Prove that this is a corpse.

Swallowing his saliva, the crowbar man began to breathe rapidly. He gently tapped the iron bed with the crowbar in his hand, making a sound that attracted the attention of his two brothers.

The two people who were searching stopped when they heard the sound, and then turned around to look at the source of the sound.

"hiss!"

The second long-faced man couldn't help but take a breath of air, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

"What are you afraid of? It's just a corpse. The neurons haven't died yet. The mere reaction of the limbs will scare you two."

The bald man holding a machete glared forward, picked up the white cloth on the ground, shook it, and then patted the old man who sat up on the bed again and covered him with the cloth.

Seeing this, the two men breathed a sigh of relief and slowly released their weapons.

"Damn it, I usually let you two study medicine, but you both want to smoke, drink and pick up girls all day long."

"Listen to me, there are no ghosts in the world, there are only mischief in people's minds."

The bald man rolled up his left and right sleeves to reveal the tattoos of Guan Gong and Zhong Kui. He held the machete tightly and glared at the two boys with a fierce look on his face.

"Keep looking."

"After we finish this job and sell it to the local master who is waiting for the bid, our happy life has just begun. What we want in this life is to be happy and happy. With money, the pure and cute school girls can buy as many as they want!"

"Yes, brother."

Seeing the longing in the eyes of the two boys, the bald man nodded with satisfaction.

The coward will be starved to death, and the bold will be starved to death. Desperadoes will behave like desperadoes, fearing this or that and ultimately failing to achieve great things.

The third crowbar man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, glanced subconsciously and shook the white cloth from time to time. His big orange calloused hands with bulging veins clenched the crowbar and began to carefully search the surrounding beds.

After walking for a while, he came to the iron wardrobe. He stopped and bent down to open the bed next to it. When he saw a male corpse inside, he sighed.

There are so few female corpses that no girl wants to donate her body after death.

He reached out and wiped his forehead with an inadvertent glance. A flash of red in the wardrobe occupied the crowbar man's pupil field of vision, and a corner of a red lady's coat was caught outside the wardrobe.

Somehow, he swallowed and approached with a smooth crowbar. The corner of the red coat in the closet seemed to be filled with unknown magic, tickling his heart unbearably.

The steps slowed down, and the man with the crowbar was less than one meter away. The closed wardrobe suddenly opened slowly, and the indescribable depression inside the dark interior surged like a tide.

The crowbar man's movements froze, his eyes seemed to pop out of his sockets, the back of his clothes was completely soaked with sweat and stuck tightly to his skin. In the dark wardrobe in front of him, it seemed as if there was an invisible evil beast staring at him.

"Crack!"

The palm wearing a gauntlet of white bones suddenly pushed open the closet, and then another slender palm holding a terrifying bloody decapitation knife poked out from it.

The footsteps gradually rose, and a figure wearing a gray coat and a strange bloody rabbit-head mask slowly walked out of the shadows with a blood-colored beheading knife.

The crowbar man's body was trembling crazily, and his lips on his pale cheek moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he completely lost his voice due to extreme fear and could not speak.

Watching the unknown entity in front of him approaching him, Crowbar's legs gave out and he collapsed directly to the ground.

"What are you looking for?" The figure stopped and looked down from a high place, his voice under the blood-stained white porcelain bone mask was as calm as dead water.

"Big...brother..."

"Brother!"

"Damn it, Third Brother, are you bothered? I told you there is nothing in the world..."

The voice of the bald man who was searching for him suddenly stopped, his eyes widened and he stared at the dim figure holding a bloody decapitation knife.

An indescribable sense of depression crazily spread throughout the ice room, the cold light on the dome flickered gently, and the shadows on the shaking ground were confusing and looming.

After coming back to his senses and looking at the slender shadow on the ground, the bald man swung his machete and walked towards the opposite side aggressively, "Damn it! He's pretending to be a ghost, he has a shadow, my second brother will kill him with me!"

The second brother, the long-faced man, gritted his teeth and followed closely after hearing this, but the fearful expression on his face betrayed his heart.

Seeing the two people approaching, Qin Feng took off the mask on his face, revealing an expressionless face.

"He is indeed a human being!"

"How dare you play tricks on our three brothers!"

Seeing Qin Feng's face, the last trace of fear in the bald man's heart disappeared, and even the crowbar man who fell to the ground stood up from the ground tremblingly.

"Crack!"

Standing still on the spot, Qin Feng's mouth slightly twitched, his eyes seemed to have been smeared with lubricant and fell down from the eye sockets to his calves. Blood was swirling in the sockets and seemed to be dripping.

The bald man and the long-faced man came menacingly and were frightened on the spot. Their thick calves under their pants trembled involuntarily.

"Can you give me your eyeballs? My eyes fell off...I can't see..." Qin Feng's voice was no longer calm, and there was no trace of gloominess in it.

"hiss!"

"run!"

Throwing away the machete in his hand, the bald man turned around and started running wildly, as did the long-faced man. The remaining man with the crowbar who had just climbed up fainted happily and fell to the ground.

"I can't help but be scared, it's boring." Qin Feng glanced at the figure on the ground and sighed.

He reached out and patted his pocket, and in the flash of light, a fanged dog wrapped in gray mist appeared. Before Qin Feng could say anything, the fanged dog's body split into two halves on the spot. The left and right turned into gray light and chased the two fleeing people.

Putting away the beheading knife mask in his hand, Qin Feng smiled, bent down and reached out to pat the crowbar man's cheek, slapping him in the face, causing him to wake up on the spot.

"Answer my question, or I'll slap your eyes on you."

"Yes...yes...I'm sure I have questions and answers." The crowbar man's legs trembled with fear, and he kept nodding his head, fearing to anger the kind man in front of him.

"Is the name of the beautiful woman you are planning to steal and sell for marriage to the underworld is Xu Xiao?"

The crowbar man's pupils shrank, showing a frightened expression, "How do you know?"

"She is the only one who has died recently, and she signed a medical school death body agreement." Qin Feng's eyes narrowed, and Xiao Yu's words were still fresh in his ears.

"Her, her body is indeed our target, but, it's missing!!"

The crowbar man looked sad as he thought of a few strands of long black hair in the freezer.

"bite!"
Chapter completed!