Pick up an assassin as a wife

The bodies of Officer Yu and several other deceased policemen were all brought back to the police station.

The police station is now under a cloud. Not only has there been no trace of the murderer, but on the contrary so many people have died.

Director Zhou has been very busy these days. He is busy dealing with the top and taking care of the bottom.

He didn't know what to do now. Seeing that so many of his police officers had died in one night... even Director Zhou was completely scared.

Although Wang Zhen and his brothers said that they did not die last night, they suffered moderate injuries.

In the room at this moment, Wang Zhen and Jiang Dashan were both wrapped with sand belts.

Wang Zhen was scratched on his waist by the "weird thing", while Jiang Dashan was scratched on his back.

At this moment, they had simply bandaged their wounds and were sitting in the room.

And what about the other brothers? Everyone was sitting there with gloomy faces, no one spoke, and was silent.

"Speak, you... why don't you speak." In the dull room, Tang Xiaolong finally couldn't bear the atmosphere and shouted.

The brothers looked up at him, then fell silent again.

"Crap, are you all scared?"

"Afraid of that damn thing?" Tang Xiaolong shouted there.

Chen Qiaozhi looked at Tang Xiaolong helplessly and said, "Xiaolong, don't scream yet. Everyone is also thinking about something."

"Thinking about something? Thinking about Mao?"

"We all saw that thing with our own eyes last night... He is a human! A living human, definitely not a demon." Tang Xiaolong roared in front of him.

"If it's a human, how can it be so fast? And, he can still lie on the wall?" Xue Wuhen said in shock.

Jiang Dashan over there also said at the moment: "Yes, that thing, I don't think it is human..."

Listening to what the brothers said, Tang Xiaolong asked, "What is that thing? Is it a demon?"

"I don't know, but I feel like that thing is definitely not human." Jiang Dashan muttered there.

Tang Xiaolong looked at his brothers and stopped shouting at this moment.

Because he still remembered yesterday, when he punched the thing hard, the whole body of the thing was stiff and cold, not human muscles at all, as if the thing's skin had completely dried up.

I saw him frowning and thinking deeply.

After a while, I heard him say: "No matter what that damn thing is, we must kill him."

"I don't believe it, we can't fix him."

Chen Qiaozhi next to him said: "Xiaolong, we'd better not act out of emotion."

"You saw what happened yesterday. That thing was too fast and weird... We have to figure out what that thing is and then deal with it."

"That thing yesterday had the face of a gringo! I believe it must have something to do with that damn Christianity." Tang Xiaolong roared there.

"Now, the first thing we have to do is find out what we are dealing with."

"But how to check? There are no clues at all. Where should we go to check?"

Listening to the brothers' questions, everyone fell silent one by one, because they really couldn't think of a better way.

While the brothers were silent, Jiang Dashan was seen fidgeting there. He kept scratching the wound on his back with his hands, as if there was something in the wound on his back.

"Da Shan, what's wrong?" Xue Wuhen, who was sitting beside him, couldn't help but asked in surprise as he looked at Jiang Dashan who was scratching his back with his hands.

After Xue Wuhen asked this question, Jiang Dashan frowned and muttered: "His grandma, I don't know what's going on, the wound on my back is itchy..."

All the brothers knew that the wound on Jiang Dashan's back was scratched by that weird thing last night.

Now Jiang Dashan said that his back was itchy and painful, which not only made the brothers curious.

"Da Shan, don't move for now. I'll take a look at your wound." Xue Wuhen said in front of him.

Jiang Dashan endured the itching pain on his back and said, "Okay, okay, okay, show me quickly."

As Jiang Dashan said this, Xue Wuhen slowly unwrapped the sand band tied to Jiang Dashan's back. After opening it, Xue Wuhen's face changed in surprise, and I couldn't help but screamed in surprise.

"Dashan...your back!!!!" Xue Wuhen suddenly said in shock.

Jiang Dashan was stunned when he heard Xue Wuhen's scream.

Suddenly he jumped up from his seat and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong with my back?"

But when he saw that Xue Wuhen's face was extremely ugly, as if he had seen something terrible, his eyes widened and he didn't know what to say.

But after Jiang Dashan stood up all of a sudden, the eyes of the brothers also saw his back.

Oh my gosh!

Looking carefully, there were purple-black marks on the wound on Jiang Dashan's back, and the marks on the wound seemed to be spreading. Now, there were spreading black lines on Jiang Dashan's back, which looked terrifying and terrifying. Be careful.

"Oh my God, Dashan, why is your back like this?" Even Tang Xiaolong and Chen Qiaozhi in front of them couldn't help but screamed when they saw the wound on Jiang Dashan's back turned like this.

Listening to the brothers screaming one by one, Jiang Dashan was even more anxious because the injury was on his back and he couldn't see it at all. He couldn't help shouting and asking: "Fuck, my back is..." What happened?"

All the brothers stood up excitedly, looking at Jiang Dashan's back with disbelieving eyes.

Wang Zhen over there also ran over at this moment, looking at Jiang Dashan's terrifying back with a pair of ugly eyes.

I saw that the skin that was originally scratched by the claws had begun to rot along the periphery of the wound, and the black-purple wound was still spreading towards Jiang Dashan's entire back.

Wang Zhen was stunned when he saw Jiang Dashan's injury.

"how so?"

While he said in horror, he quickly untied the gauze from the wound on his waist!

You know, Wang Zhen was also scratched on the waist by that strange thing.

As Wang Zhen untied the gauze on his waist in horror, a terrifying scene suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.

Oh my god, I saw that the wound on Wang Zhen's waist was exactly the same as Jiang Dashan's. The location of the wound was completely rotten, and the black and purple injuries began to spread towards Brigadier Wang Zhen's entire body!

"ah?"

"Brigadier Wang, on your body..."

"Why...why is it the same as Dashan's wound?"