Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

It was around four o'clock in the afternoon, and the city center was densely populated. The suddenly darkened sky made many people think it was a solar eclipse.

"I didn't even hear about the solar eclipse today!"

"Have you seen the process?"

"Why isn't it over yet?"

"Oh, by the way, did you hear the child's laughter? It's so weird. Whose child is that?"

Everyone was talking a lot.

Fortunately, the government handled the situation in a timely manner, and the street lights were turned on in time. As long as there was no power outage, everything was within the comfort range.

But soon panic will spread.

Because I can't leave the city.

On the expressway, as long as you drive through one of the toll booths, there is a diffuse gray fog in front of you. After passing through the gray fog, you will find that you are back in front of the toll booth.

Is this a ghost attacking a wall, or a ghost attacking a wall with infinite scope?

In a high school in H city, students who were attending school happily gathered in front of the window and looked at the magical celestial phenomenon outside. The teacher was powerless to stop them and could only let everyone move freely, but they were not allowed to leave the classroom.

"I have been notified by the principal that school will be dismissed early today. Please remember to contact your parents to pick them up. If you don't have a parent, you are not allowed to leave for the time being." The teacher said loudly on the podium.

"whee……"

"Hehe... let's play together..."

The noisy classroom was filled with the laughter of girls.

The girl sitting in the corner was trembling with fear, holding the hand of her deskmate, "What's wrong with you?" the deskmate asked strangely.

Following the girl's trembling fingertips, she saw the face of the girl lying under the teacher's skirt.

The gray-blue face and dark eyes with no whites were staring at the girl and her deskmate. The next second, the girl grinned and disappeared suddenly.

"There's a ghost!"

Screams started.

Everyone was confused and looked at the two screaming girls. The next second, screams started one after another!

"teacher!!!"

"what!!!!"

I saw the teacher's head on the podium suddenly slipped from his neck, and blood spurted out.

The head fell to the ground and rolled back and forth, as if someone was kicking it.

The students cried in fear, and some subconsciously opened the door, wanting to get out and escape from here.

When one person leaves, more people will run out.

It was only after running out that everyone gradually realized that the school was too quiet...

"Help! What should we do!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Mom..."

They gathered together and ran quickly towards the school gate, but collapsed after returning to the classroom gate three times.

This place has become a playground for evil spirits.

"Hehe... come and play..."

"Play with me..."

“Play with me!!!”

Scenes like this keep happening in cities. In communities, universities, office buildings, and shopping malls, the death toll continues to rise.

In the community, Mao Xiaolan had already reported the situation, and the feedback she received made her face suddenly look ugly.

"How is it?" Song Qiao asked calmly.

"The city is on lockdown and we can't get out."

"What about the people outside? Can they come in?"

"You can enter. Ordinary people will die if they enter. The major roads have been blocked from above. Rescue personnel should be arranged to come."

Song Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly. Mao Xiaolan's strength was not weak, but it was still not enough to deal with the SSS-level ghost. Since the rescue team was arranged, it must be better than Mao Xiaolan in terms of strength.

"Are you sure?"

Mao Xiaolan took out a light golden dagger from her waist and handed it to Lin Xiao, "The director has personally taken action. He should be able to drive her away."

drive away...

Song Qiao noticed the word, "Can't be killed?"

Mao Xiaolan's expression was complicated, "Killing an SSS-level ghost is too costly. I won't do it unless I have to."

"How big is it? It's bigger than the lives of all the people in this city?" Lin Xiao was puzzled.

"Yes."

She turned to look at Song Qiao, "Can you use a gun? What is your usual weapon? We need to go to my residence, find Du Ziteng, and get my equipment."

Song Qiao shook his head, "I don't remember, maybe I will remember it when I see it."

"Then let's go." Without the equipment in hand, Mao Xiaolan felt very insecure. Although she was not a match for the fierce ghost outside even if she got the equipment, it was better than nothing.

It was very quiet in the community. Every household stayed behind closed doors. The TV station must have been broadcasting warnings in a loop. Staying behind closed doors would prevent the chaos from spreading. Although many people died at home without knowing it...

With a kick of the accelerator, Mao Xiaolan looked at the burning cars and the scoundrels fishing in troubled waters on the street, her face expressionless. From time to time, someone would throw an empty bottle at her car, and Mao Xiaolan's face became more and more gloomy.

The sirens sound constantly, but deaths continue to occur in the public security bureau. Under such pressure and faced with the fear of dying at any time, many people become even crazier.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the area where the light provided by the street lamps can shine is getting smaller and smaller.

Mao Xiaolan stopped at the door of the safe house, which was a single-family villa. The people who lived here were either rich or noble, and the security was much better. The riots had not spread here, but from a distance, the community was dark. A piece of it, making people panic.

When he opened the door, he saw Du Ziteng with a gun pointed at him.

His face was ugly, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was panting nervously. The moment he saw Mao Xiaolan, he put down the gun and knelt softly on the ground.

"Woooo...Sister Xiaolan...you're finally back...uh..." Before he could finish his words, he stayed there like a duck with his throat choked, looking at Song Qiao with eyes. Not even blinking.

Mao Xiaolan was furious and kicked him, "What are you looking at! Take the guys out and divide them! Silly B!"

Du Ziteng stood up quickly, his face flushed, and he didn't know where to put his hands, "I...you, hello...my name is Du Ziteng, sister Xiaolan's assistant."

Song Qiao nodded, "Song Qiao."

"Hello, my name is Lin Xiao." Lin Xiao took a step forward calmly, blocking Song Qiao behind him.

When Du Ziteng went to get something, Lin Xiao quietly walked up to Song Qiao and whispered: "Sister, don't fall in love with that guy. You'll be frustrated to death."

Song Qiao looked around Mao Xiaolan's house casually. When she looked up and saw the eight diagrams composed of ink lines on the ceiling, her eyes flickered. When she heard Lin Xiao's words, she couldn't help but chuckle, "Ah, it's okay, I'm not attracted to men." interest."

Mao Xiaolan was still worried, but when she heard Song Qiao's words, she was stunned. She turned around and saw the faint smile on Song Qiao's face, which was half cold and half casual. It’s as calm as talking about eating braised beef noodles tonight.

She thought she had developed resistance to this woman's face, but in the end she couldn't help but feel frightened in her heart at such a scene. Why is this woman so good-looking? Disaster for the country and the people! Fortunately, I always have a face like a dead fish, otherwise who would be able to bear smiling like this every day! !

After Song Qiao looked away, he saw Lin Xiao looking at him with an infatuated look on his face, and his mouth was about to drool.

She glanced in disgust, "Of course, I'm not interested in you either."

Lin Xiao didn't mind at all. Instead, he took it for granted and wiped his saliva, "No one is worthy of my sister. Sister, just be a flower of the high mountains forever. We mortals only need to watch silently." Just you.”

Du Ziteng stood not far away holding a big box, lamenting that his love died before it even began.