I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

Realizing that he had fallen into the magnetic field of strange things, Yang Ming could only casually pick up the watermelon knife left by his predecessor on the table next to him, and stared intently at the door of the bathroom.

I hope that the monsters that appear are not too powerful and have action tracks.

Yang Ming thought so in his head, but his hands trembled a little, and the watermelon knife in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

Riding on the watermelon knife, he quickly picked it up again without noticing it, not knowing when the back of the shirt was wet with cold sweat.

"Crackling..."

There was a dripping sound, and the bathroom door creaked open.

The temperature in the room is getting colder and colder.

A man in black robe slowly appeared from the dripping bathroom floor, his head was facing Yang Ming, his illusory face seemed to match the increasingly gloomy and cold room.

"Depend on…"

One night, the seven masters of the sword master level attacked the Zhao family together, but unexpectedly discovered that Zhao Feng had broken through the late stage of the sword master and reached the peak, and Mrs. Zhao was also a master of the master class.

……

He also sent his subordinates into the human world to block the news of Baiyun City's own faction.

The handsome man in front of her and the two women behind her are subordinates of her department.

"Young master... It is indeed our mistake that we did not anticipate it in advance, it is really damnable."

"However, my subordinates, Huayue, and Hualing did come out to look for it."

"That's right, Fifth Young Master..."

Two gorgeous women wearing skirts of different colors also came out, speaking in one word.

There was the sound of iron knocking, and a man in a black robe, whose age and face could not be seen, slowly crawled out from the sewer.

After looking left and right, the black-robed man calmed down and seemed to be looking around the gate of the community.

To be precise, he was looking at Yang Ming and several pedestrians standing at the door.

"It's hot..."

At this time, Yang Ming's wrist suddenly became hot, as if it had been roasted by fire.

The intense burning sensation snapped back his spirit.

Yang Ming checked his wrist while blowing. For some reason, the burning sensation on his wrist disappeared quickly.

The sound imprint representing the soul of the instrument is a faint flash of light.

Looking up again, there is no man in a black robe, and the sewer is well covered.

"It's bad luck..."

The sudden incident brought Yang Ming a deep psychological shadow and fear of the parallel world.

I have never seen a dead body like this before, and I have never found such weird signs. These things usually only appear in the news and newspapers.

"No, I have to go home quickly, it's getting dark, it's best not to stay outside for too long!"

Yang Ming's heart jumped twice, and he quickly left this uncomfortable place.

After everyone around left, the sewer cover shook twice without the slightest trace.

"call…"

Half an hour passed, and a young man with a well-proportioned body and a shaved head appeared.

The bald young man has an ordinary face, deep eyes, and a red mole between his eyebrows.

After lighting up the spot, the bald young man glanced at the direction Yang Ming left and the sewer manhole cover at the entrance of the community, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Then he took out a mobile phone from his waist pocket and started making calls.

"Reporting captain, we have been following this sewer monster for a few days, and its habits and patterns have been found out. Presumably, at night, when the negative magnetic field is the most abundant, the sewer monster will appear in the home of any of these people. "

"Remember, tell the team members to stay near the residences of these people and wait for this strange creature to appear..."

"While getting rid of the weird things, find a way to protect the safety of a few people."

A thick man's voice rang through the phone, it was the middle-aged man who had appeared before.

"Yes, Captain!"

The bald young man hung up the phone, looked in the direction Yang Ming was leaving, and disappeared in place with a few twitches.

……

At night, after returning to the rental house, Yang Ming, who had looked up the information about the past few decades on the computer, began to meditate secretly, his already pale face was even more ugly at this moment.

"This world is dangerous!"

According to the detailed information found on the computer, since the sky turned blood red more than 100 years ago, there has been such a thing in the world.

"Spooky!"

Hot weapons can't hurt, and ordinary cold weapons can't deal with it.

Moreover, the creepy things are extremely concealed and extremely harmful, and cannot be detected and dealt with by ordinary technological means.

Moreover, monsters like to devour the spirit of creatures, and ordinary people will be in danger of life if they encounter them.

Some high-level monsters can even sweep a city, unstoppable.

Cheng... "It seems that it is a musician I have never seen before, holding a watermelon knife...""