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Chapter 103 Xiaotuanzi's words are the imperial decree

Chapter 103 Xiaotuanzi’s words are imperial edict

Yun Zhao didn't dare to open his eyes to look, but out of the corner of his eye, he told him that there were many faces outside, all from top to bottom, left and right, all kinds of faces intertwined and densely packed——

But this is unreasonable. So many faces mean there are so many "people". A car window is only as big as a car window, so how can it be possible to squeeze so many people into it?

Soon, a scene appeared in the front window of the car told him the answer.

A huge figure slowly climbed up on the front hood of the car. It was human-shaped, with a stooped back and a tall body. Except for the arms and legs, the whole body was actually a face.

Some faces are smiling, some are bloody, some are full of sadness, and some are full of anger!

There are so many faces in front of you, each with its own expressions and emotions, but they all come from the same body.

Yun Zhao's psychological defense completely collapsed, and he was soaked with sweat. The car drove off the viaduct and crashed into the green belt next to it. Because of the high speed, it rushed out of the green belt and knocked over the isolation fence.

Because it was a very expensive luxury car, no one was injured, but he was hit and his brain was not clear.

"ghost!"

The tires made a violent and unpleasant sound and ran rampantly on the road.

So he ignored the hands and faces that were crowded in the carriage, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and roared past in the direction of the yellow light.

Yun Zhao gritted his teeth tightly, recalling the clear and sweet milk sound in his heart, and did not look back, look, or agree.

The younger sister is just asleep, and she will come to save her brother when she wakes up.

Yun Zhao was lying on the bed, covered with a thin sheet, his slender and elegant arms resting on his sides. A thin needle was inserted into his blood vessel, and then he saw rich red blood quickly flowing into the rubber tube.

Then all the faces in the carriage emptied out, and even the unwilling screams were gradually swallowed up by the wind.

If such a bizarre car accident happened, the normal procedures would definitely be followed to investigate drunk driving and drug driving.

"It's a ghost!!!"

A cold hand hooked his chin and stroked his superior mandibular line, "It just so happens that I lack an expressionless face."

"What's wrong? Are you drinking? You look quite young. Didn't you see the road builders? We knocked down several road signs." The man said angrily.

Countless mouths opened, and what came out was a sharp female scream.

There is still a difference between grandpa and ghost, but now Xiaotuanzi’s words are the imperial edict.

Looking back at the yellow light just now, there was no yellow light anywhere. I saw four or five stacked talismans scattering in the wind, slowly flying into the distance, and the faint yellow disappeared into the night.

He knew he wasn't drinking and wasn't worried about it.

"ah--"

Mr. Yun and his wife anxiously put on their clothes and drove to the hospital.

The car window was finally smashed, an arm stretched out and patted his shoulder, and a smiling face stretched out, staring closely at him in his ear.

I feel like I will never get better in this life.

The old man and the old lady were very satisfied with the thought of giving her a coat when the weather was cold in the morning.

Yun Zhao's will almost collapsed. He probably thought about how he got so many faces.

Yun Zhao nervously held his fingers, his knuckles turning white, counting the minutes and seconds passing by in his heart.

The old man didn't know what happened to his grandson, so he could only exchange nervous glances.

The car hit the road sign with a loud bang, and the fog in front dissipated. Several people tentatively stepped forward and looked into the car. Then one person raised his fingers and clicked the front hood of the car.

Finally Yun Zhao looked towards them. There were not many people in the hospital in the middle of the night, let alone children.

Yellow light, where is the yellow light?

"Are you his parents? This child looks quite normal on the surface. He doesn't smell of alcohol or take drugs. But we checked the surveillance and found that he rushed down the viaduct in a car alone and kept spinning around the corner of the intersection.

, it’s like being possessed by a demon. So I want to ask your parents what’s going on. Don’t you know about his situation? You don’t have to quarrel with your family like this..."

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a yellow light lit up in the misty mist ahead.

After the blood was drawn, Mr. Yun asked in a deep voice: "Zhao'er, what's going on?"

"Dude..."

Mr. Yun chuckled and took the traffic policeman aside to talk very kindly, fearing to irritate Yun Zhao again.

He actually saw a ghost, his remaining sense told him.

There is already a bleak smell of late summer in the air.

Without the red and green lights to accompany it, it looked lonely, but the thin yellow light penetrated through the fog and came through.

The center of his eyebrows was thickly dark, and there was still a faint ghostly aura lingering on his body. The old man had already roughly guessed what had happened.

Xiaotuanzi said not to agree.

It was late at night, and the night sky was as dark as ink, without any starlight.

"Don't turn your head, don't agree, drive hard in the direction of the yellow light——."

"Stop, stop, give me face, I want face!"

Wait until dawn.

Yun Zhao lowered his head and remained silent.

But when he closed his eyes, there were still countless faces screaming in front of him.

Fortunately, he braked in time and did not hit the worker.

It was this action that completely angered everyone in the carriage.

Thinking of Yun Qi sleeping, her anxious and confused heart actually felt a little warm.

More and more faces poured in, filling the entire carriage.

After receiving the call, Yun Qiuce and Yun Kuang rushed to the hospital with Yun Qi in their arms.

The old man comforted his wife, leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Did you bump into something you shouldn't have seen?"

Yun Zhao actually subconsciously thought about not hitting pedestrians and innocent vehicles. It was this thought that made him suddenly realize that there was no one at the huge intersection, no traffic lights, and no zebra crossings.

Yun Qi was still wearing snow-white pajamas, with an orange carrot jacket on top, with the zipper open. It was obvious that the two little kids at home had hurriedly helped her put it on.

Yun Zhao suddenly woke up, staring ahead with wide eyes, trembling all over, and fear flowing in his eyes.

All the faces instantly changed into angry expressions, and countless pairs of eyes stared at him.

Some cried, some laughed, some opened their mouths and screamed...

Yun Zhao shook his head, his expression indifferent, but his heart was clear.

Because he remained silent, the traffic police couldn't ask any questions, and there were no problems with the blood test. They could only temporarily treat him as being emotionally unstable due to being stimulated.

The person in charge of Yun Zhao's case is a young traffic policeman with an upright face. Although he is very responsible, his youthfulness is written on his face.

He looked back in despair, that's right, the child was not even awake at this point, he had already fallen asleep.

Returning to consciousness slowly, Yun Zhao looked back and forth in panic. He drove into the underground passage, where road construction was under way and roadblocks were put up in front and behind.

A hand with sharp nails stretched out towards his face, but was instantly broken into pieces by the strong wind coming in from the window, releasing a strong smell of blood, and was blown away by the wind.

I have never seen two live treasures be so attentive.

I don’t know if you have seen "Pingtan Reflection". In it, there is a character whose whole body is covered with masks, which is the prototype of the "bunch of faces" in the article.

Brother Yunzhao, who corrects his mistakes after he realizes them, is still very popular.

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