Thriller!

Extremely terrifying!

The snacks on Hao Meng's hand fell, and his throat rolled hard, staring blankly at the young clerk.

Thousands of years?

He didn't even know how he should reply.

The atmosphere was silent and dead.

Countless thoughts flashed in his mind, and Hao Meng suddenly squatted down, unbuttoned the wristband of the watch and picked up the scattered coke and snacks. He quickly stood up and asked with a puzzled expression: "Hello? What did you say just now?"

The clerk stood there in a daze.

She said quickly in the same language again, but this time, Hao Meng really couldn't understand.

"Girl? Are you... okay?" Hao Meng frowned, "Please settle the account and get me a black-mouthed liquor."

The young clerk still didn't give up, and she said loudly excitedly.

"Girl!" Hao Meng said seriously: "I don't understand your dialect. Please communicate in Mandarin, and then can you help check out?"

The light in the woman's eyes solidified.

She stared at the person in front of her in a daze.

Hao Meng was already nervous and almost suffocated, but he still pretended to be impatient on the surface, "You are so strange, should you sell it? Let's not sell it!"

The young man put down his things, turned around and left.

As he was about to reach the door, a crisp voice sounded softly, "Sir, you are charged 385 yuan, scan the code or cash?"

Hao Meng turned his head and saw the woman lowering her head to put it in a bag, and she couldn't see her expression.

Hao Meng clicked on his phone and scanned it, took the bag and walked out quickly, from beginning to end, without any movement behind him.

When he was about to reach the corner, he finally couldn't help but look back.

Behind the cashier.

The young woman looked at him in a daze.

The expression is indescribably complicated.

Hao Meng's heart trembled and did not dare to stay for too long. He quickly entered the community.

When he returned to the room, he was restless and took a shower before calming down. He locked the entrance door and the room door, then took a baseball bat and placed it beside the bed. Even so, he tossed and turned, without any sleepiness.

That sensational and horrifying words made him tremble continuously at this moment!

"I haven't heard anyone speak this language for thousands of years..."

Is this something that people can say?

In other words, is that young clerk a human?

...

It was early morning and the streets were empty.

In front of the convenience store at the entrance of the community, a man in black clothes and black hat walked slowly in.

Behind the cashier, the woman supported the table with her elbows, her five fingers penetrated her hair, and remained silent.

The man's voice was hoarse, "Luo Yan, you are the last Nine Barbarians in the world, you should know this more than anyone else!"

The woman did not look up, "I heard him speak Jiuman's native language."

The man firmly said, "You heard it wrong! No one except you knows Jiuman's language!"

The atmosphere is silent.

The man sighed and said, "Luo Yan, the superiors asked you to go to the lower third area to recuperate. You can't always be so nervous. If you have too deep obsession, it will ruin you."

He took out his black flip phone and pushed it to the woman, "This is all the information of the person you want."

On the screen is a photo of Hao Meng. From birth to school, work, friends, relatives and parents, information is very detailed and outrageous.

The man said, "I know you are worried. The information shows that he is indeed a little strange recently. I'll go and see it myself."

Luo Yan whispered: "Thank you for your hard work."

The man walked towards the community. He did not walk through the gate, but jumped up at the wall and easily jumped over the two-meter-high iron fence!

In the cold night wind, he was like a black line, turning around on the balcony and air conditioner on the exterior wall, approaching the 26th floor in almost a blink of an eye, and landing steadily on the balcony.

The man stuck his finger out, thin and wrinkled. His fingertips were leaping with strange flame-like airflow. He bounced his fingers. In the bedroom behind the curtains, the young man who was still tossing and turning was stunned. An uncontrollable sense of sleep came and he quickly fell into a deep sleep.

The man walked towards Hao Meng, and the air flowed like a snake at his fingertips, surrounding the young man's body in circles, passing by inch by inch.

Even though the man did not notice it, a trace of air flow quietly entered the watch at the young man's hand. The black screen lit up and went out in an instant.

His face gradually became solemn.

The man turned on his cell phone and dialed the phone. "His brain width has reached at least 20% development level, and it is already on the verge of awakening of the spiritual alien."

"Spiritual Indie?" Luo Yan on the other end of the phone did not get the expected answer. She was a little disappointed, but soon frowned and was a little surprised.

The width of the brain can also be understood as brain utilization.

The human brain is infinitely wonderful. The brain utilization rate of ordinary people is only 1% to 3%, while those with iq exceeding 200 can reach 5% to 10%. In the historical records that can be traced, even the smartest physicist who is known as the smartest among modern people has only 12% utilization rate!

And 20% utilization?

A shocking genius in the concept of normal people!

"He should have been a month ago, and his brain width was initially awakened, and then he found that he could quickly learn and master various languages." The man explained, "When he met you tonight, his mental power was overflowing, and you happened to be in a daze and was not prepared. He was affected by it and mistakenly thought that he had spoken the native language of Jiuman."

A very reasonable explanation.

There is no problem with reasonableness.

Luo Yan's fantasy was broken and she hung up the phone.

The man took out another red mobile phone and said while walking, "I, the search officer at the extreme night, is in the ninth district. I found someone suspected of being awakened by strange people. Please cooperate with the local department to include them on the observation list and it is finished."

The bedroom has returned to quiet.

Half an hour later.

The sleeping Hao Meng woke up slowly.

"Hmm?" Hao Meng touched his drowsy forehead, "Are you asleep? When is it?"

The phone shows 1:46 in the morning.

Hao Meng sat up and picked up his watch. Suddenly, his pupils shrank violently.

It's been a month! A whole month!

The screen that has been dark is actually lit up at this moment!

There is also a video playing on it!

Bedroom! Man in black!

Did it happen when I was asleep just now?

The young man's hands and feet were cold, and he watched the short five-minute video, dialogue and movements, which were extremely clear!

The video ends and the screen goes off.

Hao Meng immediately touched, pressed the buttons, and fiddled, but the watch no longer responded.

The young man stood silently, his unspeakable fear grabbed his heart like a big hand.

He vaguely realized that he seemed to have come into contact with something he shouldn't have come into contact with.

Suddenly.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a sudden knock on the door outside.

It's getting louder and louder.

Hao Meng was shocked and subconsciously walked towards the living room. However, in just a few seconds, the knocking sound became particularly manic, as if someone was smashing it with a sledgehammer.

Hao Meng stopped and looked at the door of the house with a dull face.

Not a hammer!

It's a fist!

On the thick copper entrance door, one punch after another appeared!

He was covered in sweat and hair, and a cold air rushed straight from the soles of his feet.

This power!

It is definitely not something that humans can have!

Breaking the door.
Chapter completed!