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Yan Junge immediately turned on the loudspeaker. Huang Yong's voice was anxious and filled with fear. "Brother Zhang, Qian Jia has revived his corpse and jumped out of the morgue. He is now blocking the door and bashing it. Help!!!"

Zhang Yiyan couldn't help but frowned, "Do you have anything that can be used?"

"The door is broken. Only a few amulets are left. They are the amulets you brought me at noon!" Huang Yong was about to cry after hearing the voice. There was also the sound of banging on the door and a roar like that of a wild beast.

It turned out that before they separated at noon, Le Sheng called and asked Zhang Yiyan for the amulet. The latter drew more than a dozen amulets based on the existing materials, folded them into a triangle shape and gave them to Huang Yong to take back.

Huang Yong took it with a smile, and scolded Le Sheng for being ignorant. When they arrived at the Municipal Bureau, because there were not many people, they were sent to their group first.

They were busy until the evening, and when everyone else had left, the four of them thought they would finish their work and go out for a midnight snack together. But before they left, they heard a loud noise coming from the morgue.

Zhao Han walked over there without thinking much, thinking that someone hadn't left and accidentally dropped something. Through the glass window above the iron door, he saw the drawer of the morgue cabinet fall out.

As he put his finger on the door handle and opened it, Qian Jia sat up slowly and stiffly in the morgue drawer. As if he felt his gaze, he turned his head with a stiff neck and looked at him.

I raised my hand and pinched my cheek hard. It hurts!

Damn! This is not a dream!

In an instant, fear swept through his body, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over him in winter, freezing his hands and feet. His palms were sweating, his heart was pounding, and after a few deep breaths, he turned around stiffly, closed the door, and walked back to the big office step by step.

Standing in the middle of the large office, breathing heavily, his forehead already soaked with sweat, his voice trembling unconsciously, "Yong, Yong brother, I... I..."

Le Sheng was close to him, and seeing that his face was pale, he stretched out his hand and pushed him, "What? What's wrong with you? You're so cold! What's that expression on your face?"

"Why is it like seeing a ghost?"

Zhao Han grabbed Le Sheng's arm fiercely, "Ghost, yes, it's a ghost, let's go quickly, Qian Jia's body fell out, and he's moving!"

Hearing this, the other three were all shocked. Having followed Zhang Yiyan for a long time, they would not think that Zhao Han was talking nonsense, what if it was true.

Huang Yong made a prompt decision, "Let's go, let's go first, I'll call Brother Zhang!"

The four of them did not collect any things and walked straight to the door. When the door opened, Qian Jia's dead face, pale to the point of blue, appeared before their eyes. The wounds from the autopsy and sutures had already become a bloody mess, making people's scalps numb!

"Fuck!"

The four people screamed in surprise, but Chen Hao reacted quickly and immediately closed and locked the door, and moved a chair to block the door. "Brother Yong, what should we do?"

Huang Yong was so anxious that he was running around in circles. He made several calls, but no one answered. "No one is answering! Hurry up and find something to block the door. Quickly!"

Le Sheng and Zhao Han also came over to help immediately, pushing the filing cabinet over to block the door. The former said anxiously, "This, this glass door won't last long!"

"Brother Yong, please find a solution quickly!!!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The tempered glass door was smashed with a loud bang. Huang Yong was anxious and reached into his pocket while talking on the phone. He took out the amulet and said, "Haozi, try this!"

Chen Hao took it and looked at the two-meter-high filing cabinet. He saw a gap above the glass door. Without wasting time, he stepped on the chair, held the amulet, and threw it to Qian Jia through the gap.

Qian Jia's pale and wooden face instantly turned ferocious, and the skin that the amulet touched immediately burned an unnatural red! Seeing that this method was effective, Chen Hao immediately jumped down, "It works, but the amulet is also burned!"

"Is one too few?" Huang Yong's heart was pounding, and he tried his best to stay calm. "Take out all the amulets you have, quickly! Lele, keep making calls!"

"Wuwu~~" Le Sheng leaned against the filing cabinet, listening to the thumping sound behind him, tears welling up in his eyes. His phone kept dialing, and after calling Yan Junge, he called Zhang Yiyan. He was so anxious that he spoke incoherently, "Answer the phone, wuwu~~"

Huang Yong was relatively calm here. He tied the amulet he collected to a fruit knife, and the other end of the fruit knife to the removed table leg.

Before he could finish all this, Le Sheng's cries got louder. "The glass is broken, ahhhh, come and help!"

The filing cabinet was not as big as the glass door. Qian Jia's hand, which was grayish white, had already reached in through the gap, scratching constantly, shocking several people so much that they widened their eyes.

Without caring about anything else, Huang Yong grabbed the table leg and pushed it against the pale hand.

The amulet flashed with golden light and exploded in Qian Jia's palm. The roar of a wild beast and the sizzling sound of burning flesh stimulated everyone's nerves.

Qian Jia looked at his blackened hands with his white eyes, and tilted his head as if thinking!

"Oh!"

The sound of iron sheet breaking rang in his ears. Qian Jia's fingers had long become deformed, and they penetrated the iron sheet. His empty and dead eyeballs looked through the gaps to see the panicked people inside. His white pupils seemed to flash, emitting an excited red light.

"Bang!" There was another louder sound, and the filing cabinet was pushed onto Qian Jia, who was pinned to the ground. At this time, Zhao Han and Chen Hao worked together to push another larger cabinet to block the door.

Before they could catch their breath, the sound of collision rang out again, persistently, again and again!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Huang Yong tried a few more times, using the amulet tied to his body to attack Qian Jia, but Qian Jia seemed to be immune to it. Apart from burning his skin red and black, he continued to attack tirelessly.

At this moment, I saw Yan Junge calling back and I almost cried with excitement.

Zhang Yiyan thought quickly about the countermeasures and came up with one. "Unfold the amulet and stick it on Qian Jia's forehead. Then run to Yan Junge's office. There is a peach wood sword in the drawer on the left. Find a way to stab it into his heart!"

Huang Yong immediately responded, "Okay, Brother Zhang, come back soon!"

"Huang Yong, if you are scared, just find a way to hide. Hang in there, we will be back soon!"

Hearing this, Huang Yong nodded and felt much more relieved!

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yiyan took some oil from the kitchen and threw it directly on the zombies, lighting the fire. He turned around and looked at the three people who had already walked out, "Zhang Qiang, follow us!"

Zhang Qiang shook his head, a look of doubt on his face. "I have been hiding for so long and nothing happened. As soon as you showed up, these monsters appeared! I don't believe you!"

"...I don't care whether you believe it or not, give me the evidence that Lu Wei killed someone!" Zhang Yiyan pulled Yan Junge out, "Except for me, no one can guarantee your safety, think it over carefully!"

The two of them jumped into the car hastily. Zhang Yiyan then saw his phone on the seat. He pinched his fingertips to calm down and called, "Hello, Master, Huang Yong and the others are in danger, and there's something wrong with Qian Jia's body! I'm in the suburbs now, so I can't hurry!"

Zhang Tianyuan said seriously, "Okay, Master will be there right now!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Tianyuan put on a coat and said, "Junior brother, let's go!"

Zhang Tianming nodded and took out a sword, "Okay!"