I carefully walked to the door of the warehouse and looked back at them. A few bastards were making cheering gestures at me.
I took a deep breath, opened the door cautiously, rushed in, and shouted loudly: "Qi Chaoyang, you have been surrounded by the police. You will be arrested immediately. If you confess, you will be lenient. The country and the Party will still give you the opportunity to continue to obey the police."
Good."
It's very dark inside the warehouse. The light-blocking effect is very good. It's not dark outside yet it's already dark inside.
After I shouted, no one responded to me. I looked at the dark front and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. It suddenly occurred to me that the police station had provided a strong flashlight and a 54 pistol. I took out the flashlight and gun
Watching the postures of the Flying Tigers on TV, I slowly and carefully walked forward. I have to say that the strong flashlight is indeed worthy of its reputation. It is so clear, but except for the place where it is illuminated, everything else is pitch black. I have a feeling in my heart.
This is an inexplicable fear, which is an instinctive fear. I believe many people have this feeling about the darkness, but the degree of personal fear is different. For me, it's just a cold sweat...
Suddenly, a white shadow flashed in the place where the flashlight was shining, and slowly floated towards me. I fired suddenly and fired a bunch of bullets, but I didn't hit it at all. It wasn't that my marksmanship was poor, although I didn't have professional training.
Yes, but a shuttle of bullets can hit at least one, but the white shadow still hasn't changed at all, floating towards me at the same speed, I squint my eyes, ghost? Or an illusion. Haha, if it might have worked for me before
, but my training with Brother Cui was not in vain. Small scenes like this also try to stump me.
I took out 2 bullets from my bag. These are spiritual bullets made by the state. The metal of these bullets must be soaked with black dog blood and rooster blood. Moreover, each bullet is engraved with a charm. This charm cannot be used.
To use mechanical engraving, you have to find an expert to engrave it by hand, which does not allow for any mistakes. Not to mention the difficulty of engraving by hand, I can probably count the number of people in China who can engrave effective spells by hand on one hand.
Why would such an expert help the country? This made me very confused. At that time, I heard about the difficulty of making this kind of bullets. I immediately took the toilet paper to wrap the two bullets and put them in my bag.
, this thing is worth much more than gold. It is also a life-saving thing. Although this bullet can only be regarded as an ordinary bullet against ordinary people, it is an omnipotent weapon against ghosts. For example, that
That snake monster I met in the ghost market that time. If I had had this bullet at that time, I could definitely kill him with one shot.
So I am very hesitant now, what if this thing is not a ghost but an illusion, then I will waste a bullet. You know, our other group only has 20 bullets of this kind, and each person usually carries 2 bullets.
For self-defense, leave everything else to the captain for safekeeping.
Because of the preciousness of this thing, I decided not to use it for the time being. I turned around and peeed. But the more critical the moment, the harder it was to pee. Seeing the white shadow getting closer and closer, I had no choice. There is only one truth, and fists can
It's the king's way. I took off my shirt, revealing a body as strong as Schwarzenegger's. I took out two evil-suppressing charms and put them on my fists, so that no matter they were ghosts or people, I could hit them with one punch.
The shadow was getting closer and closer. I summoned all my strength and punched it hard, but it felt like it hit a piece of cloth. Well, it turned out that it was not just a feeling, it actually hit the cloth. I
It fell to the ground all of a sudden, and I was depressed at the time. What made all the fuss was just a piece of rag. Suddenly, I felt a chill all over my body, as if the entire warehouse had turned into a big refrigerator.
I immediately panicked. This meant that there were many, or very fierce, guys here.
When I looked around, my head was stuck. I saw dozens of ghosts slowly crawling towards me. I felt that my head was very clear. But I didn't know why I couldn't move, and my whole body couldn't move. Those few ghosts were slowly crawling towards me.
The ten ghosts are crawling towards me like hell, and I don’t know why they choose to crawl. Maybe it’s easier to break through my psychological defense. But now I don’t have any psychological defense. The only thing I think about is
I can move a bit. I feel like it's getting colder and colder around me. Although I don't know what it feels like in the Arctic, I think it's almost like this, at least minus 20 degrees.
I feel like I can't move even if I'm asked to move now. My whole body is frozen. I just look at those dozens of ghosts crawling on my body. They are so ugly. Everyone should have seen Resident Evil. They are
My image was not much better than those zombies. They slowly began to eat my body, starting from my feet. Slowly, I saw that my feet turned into white bones, but I didn't feel anything.
This made me feel more relieved, at least it didn't hurt. I suddenly felt that these ghosts were quite cute. Suddenly, I saw a glimmer of light on the roof of the warehouse, and I suddenly remembered something. By the way, I was about to die.
Damn it, I'm still so young, I don't want to die, I still have to find a yin and yang to help my master extend his life, and I still have to get a wife. I suddenly felt like I was slowly able to move.
I looked at my legs in horror. They were still two white bones, but the dozens of ghosts continued to eat. I struggled to take out a dozen spells from my shirt and cast them on the dozens of ghosts.
.But it seemed to have no effect at all. All the charms were scattered on the ground. Desperation suddenly filled my head. I felt very sleepy and tired. I even thought that I would be relieved if I fell asleep like this. As my consciousness became more and more...
When it’s blurry,
Suddenly there was a loud noise in my ears. I exerted all my strength and finally sat up. When I sat up and took a look, I found that there were many people around me, including Fang Pengguang, Han Keer, Bian Rui, and even Fang Yao.
Zu was there, and there were many, many policemen, but I was lying on the ground, still wrapped in a white cloth. Fang Pengguang was beside me and asked me: "Brother Ninth, what's wrong with you? Where is Qi Chaoyang?"
I was covered in cold sweat, and I still hadn't recovered from the scene in the Shura class just now, until Bian Rui shouted beside me: "Wu Jiu!"
I suddenly came back to my senses and said, "I don't know what happened. As soon as I came in..."
Then I told them about the scene I just had.
After that, Bian Rui frowned: "It seems that the one named Qi Chaoyang is difficult to deal with. If he is right, his strength must have improved a lot, and the most terrifying thing is that his illusions can make people think of committing suicide. Just like
What you just said means that you have given up hope. If we weren't here, you would be dead."
Cold sweat continued on my forehead, and I continued: "Have you caught him? He is so powerful now that he cannot be kept."
Fang Yaozu said to me: "As soon as we rushed in, we saw you fainted on the ground. As for Qi Chaoyang, it was as if he had evaporated."
I thought about it and suddenly thought of a very important question. Wasn't Qi Chaoyang injured by Brother Hu's silver needle? It's only been half a year, doesn't it mean that it will take a year at the very least to recover?