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Chapter 92 Immortal?

"Do shitty things like corpses falling from the sky happen often in the outer city? I haven't been to the outer city a few times, so this happened?"

Sending the meat from the chopsticks to Feng Ling's mouth, Zhu Jue always wondered if he had awakened some troublesome physique.

"I have a hunch."

Wang Dong put down his chopsticks, and the corners of his mouth twitched. They were just chatting that this might be the next location of a serial murder case, and there were corpses falling outside, so they would always think in that direction.

At this time, beside him are a large number of hot pot restaurant customers rushing out.

Sometimes human beings are like this, even if they know that there are disgusting and terrifying things outside, they will still rush out to take a look when the crowd is crowded.

Even if this glance may make them unable to eat or sleep for a few days.

If they don't look at it, they will feel even more uncomfortable, probably as if a pure gold chain fell under their feet, but they didn't bend down to pick it up.

"How can there be such a coincidence, maybe someone jumped off the building or something, so you go out and take a look?"

Zhu Jue had no interest in watching the excitement, and he really didn't want to affect his interest in eating hot pot because of the dead bodies in the crowd outside.

"Row."

Not much to say, Wang Dong got up and ran outside, squeezed into the crowd, Zhu Jue didn't sit still after swallowing the meat with chopsticks, and stopped at the door, instead of looking at the corpse, he turned his head to look at the corpse. On the roof next to it, there are only two possibilities for this corpse to appear on the street.

One is jumping off the building by himself, Zhu Jue no matter what the reason is, as long as he jumped off the building, it has nothing to do with him, it doesn't matter whether he looks at the corpse or not.

The second is that someone threw the corpse. In this case, it is better to go to the person who threw the corpse to see the corpse.

saw nothing.

Perhaps it was because he came out a step late, the only thing that could be seen around the top of the floor where the body was dropped was a small external antenna.

Thinking about it, if someone really threw the corpse, how could that person stand on the roof majestically and watch.

Wang Dong squeezed out from the crowd again and ran to Zhu Jue's side.

"We don't know whether it's good luck or bad luck today, that corpse. Come and see for yourself."

"Hey, I'm going to eat hot pot. You can just describe it to me. Wait, the corpses thrown down won't be the same as the ones I showed you just now, right?"

Zhu Jue was right. When he got close to the crowd and looked at those people who had found their positions, turned their heads away from the corpses, and were not slow in taking pictures with their hands, he didn't understand the meaning of these people being around here. .

A broken corpse lay on the street, not much different from the ones in the photos, with blood and flesh hanging from its body, spread out everywhere.

"Go to the place where the corpse was dumped just now, maybe you can find their traces, let's go!"

Turning around, he wanted to go back to the hot pot restaurant to get his backpack and weapon box. This corpse was obviously a citizen who had just been victimized, which meant that Mawala and his accomplices might be nearby.

very close!
"The body was thrown down. Why did you do this, it's scary?"

On the third floor of an apartment building on the street opposite the corpse, Mavala, who had just come off the roof, saw Lucas standing behind the kitchen window looking at the crowd gathered below.

In the hall of the room behind them, blood covered the entire floor.

Mawala has become more and more incomprehensible to some of this man's behavior recently. If it wasn't for learning how to control the sand snake from him, Mawala would have left long ago.

"Yes, it's scary. What do you use to judge people's mental state?"

Lucas was holding a table knife, and on the table in front of him was a chopping board with many knife marks, which should have been used for a while.

Next to the cutting board is a small metal bowl containing this thick blood, in which a human palm is soaking
"Hue value, Alpha can detect people's mental state, but now it is only used by the Public Security Bureau and government employees, and most ordinary people don't know this data."

"The higher the better?"

The knife blade was put into the steel bowl, stirred left and right, stained with blood and fell onto the chopping board, and the tip of the knife swiped against the chopping board, some weird fuzzy symbols were depicted one by one.

"No, the lower the better."

"Oh, that's it. I want to try to see how much the hue value of these people can be raised in a short period of time. Today is just a test."

The tip of the knife pierced into the center of the chopping board, and the surrounding runes on the knife suddenly lit up with scarlet light, and the blood beside the chopping board turned into a column of blood, which merged into the various runes on the chopping board.

"You, are you a fairy?"

His eyes widened. For Mawala, the scene in front of him had surpassed his cognition, as if he saw gravel for the first time.

"Immortal? Maybe this is what you say in Dongzhou. In our place, they prefer to call me a cultist!"

Turning his face sideways, Lucas's face was suddenly shrouded in a layer of mist. To be precise, gray mist was pouring from his eyes, ear holes, and nostrils... from all over his body!
Mawala retreated again and again, his head began to experience labor pains, the hallucinations he suppressed desperately, the strange whispers reappeared, his vision gradually became blurred, and the light in this homely kitchen suddenly dimmed.

In a trance, he saw a tomb that just stood there and gave people infinite coldness and fear. There was a cold moonlight covering it, and an ethereal voice penetrated into his ears.
"It's a pity. If we can communicate next to the real century-old tomb, maybe we can summon a more powerful guy. For the time being, it's just an appetizer."

Lucas's voice changed in the next moment. He whispered in the kitchen with a hasty, weeping tone. Immediately, from nowhere, there was another sentence with the same tone, as if responding to him.

"What is this. What is this!"

Mawala grasped the corners of the tables and chairs with both hands, and the already dim brilliance of human will in his eyes was tending to scatter.

Next to the corpses placed on the street, the asphalt pavement suddenly bulged, and cracks were distributed on it.

The crowd continued to gather around. They probably felt that today's experience was bizarre and terrifying, but with so many people around, there must be no danger.

They seem to be watching the scene in front of them like a movie, but they don't know that they have already become the characters in it.

Don't get me wrong, they're not the main characters, not even the supporting characters.

It's just some side characters who say they die or die.

Zhu Jue, holding a weapon case and carrying a bag, stopped on the other side and looked back at the crowd.

"Wang Dong, I hope you have brought a mental protector."

"what?"

Wang Dong, who was walking in front, did not understand what Zhu Jue meant.

　One more chapter to come.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)