After pompom enters Hades

The subway security guard was still yelling into the walkie-talkie: "We are at a billboard advertising soy milk, and someone fell out of the car!"

However, the only response to him was the sizzle of electricity, no matter how much he shouted, there was no response.

The 200-pound fat man who almost trampled the young man to death just now snatched the walkie-talkie: "Can you use it!"

As he spoke, he quickly adjusted all the channels, but it still made people feel hairy.At this time, there was already a 30-year-old woman with a child who couldn't help crying softly.

There was also a group of young lovers, embracing each other tightly, comforting each other tremblingly: "Don't be afraid, it must be that we just had a car accident, collective hallucinations, there can be no ghosts in the world."

"Yes, yes... there can be no ghosts!"

But these words were not convincing in the slightest at this time, because 10 to [-] minutes had passed since the search and rescue team set off, and the end of the tunnel was still pitch black, with no sign of anyone coming, which was so strange that it made one's heart tremble.

The fat man cursed and returned the walkie-talkie to the security guard, looked at Zhu Ning and the seriously injured young man on the ground, and said viciously:

"What do you mean by what you just said, all these accidents are because of him?"

The young man was still thinking about the ambulance before, but now his face is pale: "It's not... I, I, I... How could it be the curse of resenting ghosts..."

This time, the woman with the child didn't look right at the young man. She hugged the child and hid behind the crowd, away from the bloody wounded on the ground, as if she was hiding from a disaster.

"Someone is going to harm you, so don't hurt others... My daughter is only three years old, really!"

The young man holding his girlfriend seemed taken aback by these words, and said in a bad tone: "It's the 21st century, can you stop being so superstitious, now just wait for the search and rescue team to come over."

The young girl also said, "It must be that the signal in the subway is not good, what kind of curse, have you watched too many horror movies?"

Although Zhu Ning was very sympathetic to the young man's experience, he still had to tell the truth: "The curse of resenting ghosts is real. You'd better stay away from here. I noticed that the stone brick above is a whole piece. , you are not spared either."

The fat man weighing more than 200 kilograms and the woman holding the child immediately ran a few steps to the side in panic, and even the conscientious security guard hesitated and retreated out of the range of the stone brick above his head.

But just when the two young lovers were hesitating and not moving, suddenly there was a loud clicking noise in the whole tunnel!

The moment the sound reached the soles of the feet, the thick and firm rails on the ground suddenly broke like two out-of-control steel long whips, and they were thrown towards the young man in the middle like lightning, one left and one right unavoidable.

The young couple who didn't believe in evil in the same place were fine, but the 200-jin fat man was standing on the railroad tracks before, and was thrown away, his fat body smashed against the wall, and he screamed like a pig.

Here, it seems that the railroad track is about to pinch the hapless young man in the middle like an iron rod pinching a mealworm.

The little paper puppet, who had been watching coldly, suddenly raised his hand and held one of the rails firmly, and Zhu Ning also kicked the young man quickly, lifting his head to the side.

The situation changed suddenly in this flash of light, the tweezers turned into a single iron rod, whistling and flying past the unlucky young man's ear, then slammed into his buttocks, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

The young man was wounded more and more, his cry of pain was as miserable as a bamboo flute, his crutches and eight crutches trembled...

But at least he got his life back.

Even Zhu Ning, who is a ghost messenger, couldn't stand it any longer. He squatted down and asked softly, "It's too painful to be injured so slowly to death, how about I give you a good time, do you need it?"

The unlucky young man was so frightened that his face turned from white to green, and he struggled wildly to hide, but he flung about for a long time with a broken arm and injured leg, unable to move a centimeter, "Don't, don't, I was born with great fortune, I can carry it, absolutely I can carry it!"

Zhu Ning had no choice but to stand back and take half a step back, giving up his good deed.

Holding the small paper puppet hanging in the air on the rails with one hand, he calmly withdrew his hand and floated back into the boy's hand.

Under the faint light of the billboard, everything is almost a blurred shadow. The other passengers did not see the existence of the little paper doll, but the unlucky young man on the ground did. Eyes straightened:

"Master Xiaodao, this paper puppet of yours is a rare treasure in the world. Can you... rent it to me to help me survive this catastrophe? The price is negotiable, 1000 million, no, no, no... 2000 million?"

Zhu Ning hugged the little paper puppet very unhappy and took half a step back.

And the little paper puppet just stared at the unlucky young man on the ground, until the latter stopped begging like he was strangling his neck, and trembling with cold sweat, he asked lightly:

"You are the fate of Daifuku?"

The unlucky young man already knew that he had said something fatally wrong just now, and now his face turned pale with fright, when he suddenly heard the little paper puppet speak, he trembled in shock: "You you you...you are..."

The little paper puppet didn't open its mouth.

The unlucky young man quickly stopped talking, then nodded and admitted: "I was born with a great fortune! So..."

The little paper puppet said coldly: "So, the curse of resenting ghosts could get rid of you in a few seconds, but now you will be tortured a hundred times and die in pain..."

Following the cold words of the little paper puppet, the huge stone brick above the young man's head suddenly loosened and roared down!The little paper puppet pushed lightly, and the stone brick grazed the young man's shoulder with a bang, and landed half a centimeter beside him, splashing a cloud of dust.

The little paper puppet did not pause at all, and finished the second half of the sentence: "...Maybe it will take the lives of a few or dozens of ordinary people with average fate."

In this darkness, the embracing young couple stopped screaming, and then asked tremblingly:

"Who is talking here?"

"Why, how come there is one more person?"

But this time no one paid any attention to them.

The fat man who tripped over the railroad grinned and got up, looking at the unlucky young man with vicious eyes:

"I understand. You offended someone, got cursed, and traveled all over the world. You came here to take the subway, and you want to pull some backs on Huangquan Road?"

The unlucky young man suddenly reacted after such a reminder, he looked at Zhu Ning and the little paper puppet:

"You two masters, that's not right! I am blessed with a life that can last a hundred years. No matter how powerful the spell is, it can violate the book of life and death and cause me to die in my 20s. It is already against the sky. Even dozens of innocent people?"

"How many people's lives would have to be changed? It's simply impossible. Who can cast such a powerful spell? Was it their family who opened the Palace of the King of Hades?"

Zhu Ning was silent for a second: "Is that right?"

Xiaojie North Exit Subway Station.

The entire subway station has been closed. Dozens of medical staff, police officers, and subway staff stood on the platform and looked in anxiously.

The temporary commander-in-chief of the rescue operation held a walkie-talkie in his hand, and his voice was like a rainbow: "Where are you now, haven't you found the trapped passengers yet?"

"No." The reply came from the intercom: "We are rushing to the place where the incident happened!"

The commander-in-chief's forehead was covered with sweat, and he almost roared, "40 minutes, already 40 minutes! You haven't even walked 400 meters? Did you walk into the parking lane by mistake?"

The dispatcher of the subway next to him said weakly: "There is no parking line or shunting line between Xiaojie Beikou Station and the incident site... There is no auxiliary line at all."

Jintan City Line [-] had such a big accident, the commander-in-chief was devastated, if there were more casualties, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Block me from the media!" The commander-in-chief turned his head and shouted: "Who is in charge of the circuit? How can there be a power outage at this juncture? How long will it take to fix it?"

The person in charge of operations said with a bitter face: "Ke Ke...the circuit is fine now, everything is normal, and all the lights are in operation...but I don't know why the lights don't turn on."

The firefighting and public security over there are almost indescribable looking at the chaos of the subway emergency here.

"It's 400 meters away from the platform, and it took 40 minutes to search and rescue? Line 40 is a short station, and you can get out of Financial Street over there in [-] minutes."

"We sent the second echelon in."

The commander-in-chief was still scolding the person in charge of operations for turning off the lights, and then turned around to see that the fire search and rescue team had directed themselves into the tunnel.

This was not over yet, four or five reporters with cameras on their shoulders managed to get out of the encirclement somehow, almost like a herd of hyenas seeing an injured buffalo, and rushed to surround them.

"Is it true that the subway line 2 broke and all the passengers in the second half of the train were trapped?"

"Still no one has been rescued?"

"Will you be responsible for the serious quality problems of the Metro Line [-]?"

The commander-in-chief was almost hit on the nose by the microphone, and he wanted to scold his mother. He was in charge of the subway operation, and the construction of the subway was completely divided into two systems. How could this blame be brought over from the air?

The commander-in-chief took three deep breaths before controlling his emotions, and said solemnly: "Now the rescue work is going on in an orderly manner, please leave..."

"We've been spinning around in circles!" The search and rescue team suddenly yelled from the commander's intercom: "It's a ghost hitting the wall, it's definitely a ghost hitting the wall!!!"

For a second or two, the commander-in-chief could even see the corner of the reporter's eye twitch.

Everyone at the scene fell silent, and the shouts of ghosts hitting the wall echoed for a long time in the platform of Longyin.

However, the search and rescue team members on the walkie-talkie are destined not to feel the stagnant atmosphere here, and they are still reporting loudly: "We have three mobile phones, all of which have exercise recording software turned on, and the exercise records show..."

The commander-in-chief looked at the four or five microphones in front of his nose, and said with difficulty: "We have formulated a detailed rescue plan and a scientific rescue route, and we will arrive soon..."

However, the roar on the walkie-talkie completely overwhelmed the commander-in-chief: "We didn't even go out for 100 meters, and we completely circled in place. The exercise records show that we have been circling a 40-meter-by-5-meter-wide circle for 2 minutes. circle!"

Commander-in-Chief: "..."

A reporter couldn't hold back: "The search and rescue team... don't you feel dizzy?"