Chapter 187 Black Nematodes
After avoiding the crowd, Ye Wangchao finally saw what happened.

There are several overturned containers in the center of the shopping mall, and there are black and irregularly shaped stones inside. At this moment, thin black thread-like things are constantly pouring out of the stones.

They are as slender as snakes, but thinner than snakes, and they entangle themselves when they see people.

In the place closest to the container, several people have already been entangled in black thread into silkworm chrysalis, and they are struggling painfully on the ground at this moment.

The special police, whose feet and neck were entangled by black wires, took out the walkie-talkie with difficulty and called: "Call the officer, ask for support on the seventh floor. There are a large number of unknown creatures in the container, and they will actively attack..."

There are also many passengers who are also wrapped in black threads, and they are tearing at them in horror at this moment, but even if they bite with their teeth or chop with knives, it is difficult to break the black threads. These black threads are as hard as steel wires.

Some people even burned it with a cigarette lighter, but the black wires did not loosen.

Even if it was cut off, it was a waste of effort, and there would still be a lot of black threads entangled.

"Ah, what the hell is this?"

"Help! I want to go home, I want to go home!"

People kept getting entangled by these black threads and fell down and couldn't move forward. They could only move forward on their stomachs. Unknown fear enveloped them, but they could only make horrified sounds.

The people who played first almost collapsed, and the others were almost strangled to suffocation.

Seeing a black thread winding towards them like a snake, Ye Wang's scalp tingled.

He is most afraid of snakes!These things are scarier than snakes!
"Furry, run!"

Ye Wangchao reached out to pull Wenrong, but it was in vain.

Looking at it again, Wen Rong took the dry ice fire extinguisher in the corridor and rushed forward at some point, and the already chaotic shopping mall was even more fairy-like.

Ye Wangchao:? ! ! !
"No, ancestor, why are you joining in the fun?! Do you think this is fire fighting?"

Ye Wangchao was terrified, and immediately wanted to go over and pull Wen Rong back.

Those people on the ground who were entangled by the black thread and unable to escape were also stunned by Wen Rong's strange behavior.

There are still people who come to die? !

The special policeman who reported to his superiors also saw Wen Rong who came in the chaos with a red fire extinguisher on his feet, and was also taken aback, then immediately shouted: "Little girl, this place is dangerous, leave immediately!"

However, Wen Rong quickly walked in front of him, without a single black line on his body.

Moreover, what shocked him was that wherever Wen Rong walked, those black lines stopped in place.

"Offended."

Wen Rong walked up to him and sprayed the fire extinguisher on him.

The special police are really confused now: "..."

Just when the carbon dioxide suffocated him a little, the special police were surprised to find that the black thread that had strangled him to death had miraculously loosened.

He could pull all the black threads off with a single grab.

SWAT:! ! !magic!

At this time, Wen Rong had already rescued several other special police officers who were wrapped in black thread into cocoons, but they had been strangled by the black thread for a long time, and they had passed out of shock.

Ye Wangchao over there was shocked for a short time, and quickly ran to the fire hydrant, took out the dry ice fire extinguisher inside and sprayed it on the black line that was entangled with tourists.

Because many tourists evaded the black line along the way and kept running upstairs, the elevators and corridors were fully occupied.

It was not easy for Jiang Si, Qin Shu and others to rush to the seventh floor after receiving the information.

When clearing the crowd, Qin Shu couldn't help cursing: "Those idiots, Boss, you told them not to mess with the things in Death Valley, you must mess with them!"

Jiang Si also looked solemn at the moment.

Wen Rong is also on the seventh floor.

When approaching the seventh floor, the crowd was finally no longer crowded, and Jiang Si, Qin Shu and others ran out quickly.

However, they were all taken aback when they saw the fairy-like scene on the seventh floor.

Did they stray into some kind of firefighting scene?
(End of this chapter)

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