What is it like to be misunderstood as a murderer all the time?

"certainly……"

A glint of hope flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, as if the person in front of him was filled with divine radiance like the Virgin Mary, but the radiance was only fleeting, and the other party silently added in the next moment.

"No."

"..."

The ashen-faced man squeezed out a last tragic smile on his face. After learning that it was hopeless to ask for help, he gritted his teeth and decided to go all out.

"But it's too late for you now."

"Because according to our plan, those ghost things will start to recover tonight."

"fine."

Su Zhao said something in a relaxed tone that made his hair stand on end, "I just happen to be busy recently."

……

At this time, the anchor who was walking in the old neighborhood was holding a selfie stick on his mobile phone. He was the only figure in the dark and strange street. The surrounding houses were pitch black without any lights.

"Hello everyone, I'm the anchor Lao Du, I'm a timid and humble boy, I dare not eat shit since I was a child, today I'm going to risk my life to go deep into Guzhai Street to introduce to you about the killing house story."

The anchor Lao Du lowered his voice, stared at the lively barrage, and pretended to be mysterious and began to make up stories, "Perhaps many water friends are not locals in Wuzhou City, so they have never heard of this urban legend. Our city is the most It's the horror urban rumors that abound."

"It is rumored that there used to be a perverted murderer who lived here. He liked to go out on rainy nights to hunt single living people. He dragged them into this abandoned old house and chopped them into pieces. Then he packed them in black plastic bags and dragged them to the The corpses were destroyed in no one's place. However, the police have never caught the suspect, and he is still at large."

Suddenly, the anchor Lao Du stopped, because he saw a house with lights not far ahead, with a puzzled expression on his face, "It's strange, hasn't this place been abandoned for a long time? How can there be people living there?" ?”

He scratched his head, walked over with doubts, and wanted to take a closer look, but suddenly found two black plastic bags placed at the door of the hut.

The anchor Lao Du's heart suddenly thumped, and he silently swallowed his saliva, feeling so nervous that he sweated instantly.

At this time, the door of the house suddenly opened, and a young man carrying two big bags appeared in front of him, staring at Lao Du who was standing at the door.

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

Su Zhao was carrying a large black plastic bag, and there was still blood on his hands that he hadn't wiped off in time. He frowned and said, "What? Don't you suspect that I'm a perverted murderer?"

Chapter 310: The Last Jedi Battle Royale

How can a normal person ask if he suspects that he is a perverted murderer as soon as he comes up?

The anchor Lao Du stared at the heavy black plastic bag in the opponent's hand, his heart fluttered nervously, his eyes focused on the two large black garbage plastic bags of unknown truth in the opponent's hand, the opponent seemed to be aware of the eyes, shaking subconsciously He touched the heavy bag and said, "You don't suspect that the pieces of corpses are contained in it, do you?"

Why do you ask such a scary question in a serious way?

The anchor Lao Du is now riding a tiger, stuck in a dilemma, and even has a feeling in his mind that he will become the prey of a murderer in the future.

"I……"

Just as Lao Du was about to speak, he suddenly remembered that he was still in the live broadcast, so he raised his phone and pointed it at Su Zhao, and said righteously, "You better be careful when you are joking, I have millions of viewers watching me right now. In the live broadcast room, if there is something wrong with me..."

However, Lao Du saw a sentence floating in the live broadcast room in unison, and the rolling barrage flooded the screen.

Old Du, run quickly, this guy is the fugitive on the arrest warrant.

Seeing these words, Lao Du's legs almost went limp, an ugly smile appeared on his face, and even his hands trembled slightly.

"Why didn't you speak?"

Su Zhao stared at the other party, and asked word by word, "Didn't you just say that there is something going wrong and I should do it?"

"I……"

Old Du opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word, as if the eyes of the guy in front of him could directly see through the layers of fear deep in his heart.Almost kneeling on the ground with a thud.All the audience watching were dumbfounded.

"Boss, boss... Do you think it's too late for me to be your dog's leg?"

A good one can bend and stretch.

Su Zhao rubbed his forehead. He is now going to stop that organization's crazy and dangerous summoning ceremony. If they really bring back all the dangerous people in Wuzhou City from the dead, then there will be a lot of headaches for them.

ga~ga~ga~

Suddenly, the wailing crow of a crow sounded from the abandoned old street, flapping its wings and soaring away into the distance.As if smelling some danger.

Su Zhao's eyes passed over the trembling anchor, looked behind him, and slowly narrowed his eyes.

He smelled something dangerous.

It was familiar, the familiar rotten smell that can only be smelled at crime scenes and murderers' dissection places, like the mud at the scene of the burial and the stench emitted by the corpse when it was highly decomposed. He vaguely saw it. There seemed to be some black figure slowly emerging from the darkness in the darkness.

At first, it was just dirty and worn clothes, and then a white arm appeared, with a few crumbling pieces of rotten meat hanging on it, and what made the scalp tingle was that he was still holding a sharp serrated knife in his hand, Those cloudy eyes stared at the living person in front of him.

He opened his mouth, and said, "What year is it now?"

"Internationally condemned the forced oppression of labor to pick cotton, the plague in America was severe, and social conflicts intensified in North America. What year do you say it was?"

The guy who was already half a zombie looked stunned, and muttered to himself, "Grass, did I travel to the outbreak point of the Civil War?"

The anchor Lao Du who was standing aside suddenly showed a frightened expression, pointed forward, and said tremblingly, "Wait a minute, what are those?"

Su Zhao's eyes followed the direction of the opponent's fingers, and more and more strange figures emerged, gradually approaching this position.

"Hey, didn't you say that the murderer will be revived?"

"Why does this feel more like a biochemical crisis?"

The anchor wanted to take out his mobile phone to call the police, but an unfamiliar phone number was displayed on it. He pressed the connect button hesitantly, but there was no sound, just a simple breathing sound, and then the breathing sound became heavier and heavier. The anchor Feeling something was wrong, I tentatively called out hello.

A panting voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hey hey hey, I found you."

"I'm here to kill you now."

The anchor Lao Du clenched his fists nervously, his palms were already soaked with sweat, he suppressed the fear in his heart, and asked in a low voice, "You, who are you?"

"who am I?"

"Hey hey hey, guess who I am, I'm... oh, it hurts, it hurts..."

"So you're hiding here."

However, before he finished speaking, the voice on the phone was abruptly interrupted. The anchor Adu raised his head and looked over. A mysterious man in a black raincoat was dragged out of the darkness by Su Zhao twisting his ears with one hand. He threw it hard on the ground.

After seeing the opponent's actions, the few figures around did not dare to take a step forward.After all, the chainsaw in the opponent's hand is real.

Su Zhao stepped on the opponent's left wrist, dropped the blood-stained mobile phone on the ground, looked into the opponent's eyes, and asked word by word, "Now it's best to explain to me honestly, why are you all Rooted out?"

Su Zhao's eyes swept across to the other side, stopping other guys who were about to move.

"I……"

The other party's eyes were still dodging, and he was still thinking about making small calculations, but the next moment, a butcher knife was hung around his neck, and Su Zhao said word by word, "You'd better tell me the truth, the criminal law can't protect you .”

"I said, I said."

The other party grinned in pain, "I don't know who woke us up, but the guy who woke us up only made one request to us."

Su Zhao continued to press, "Request, what request?"

Being held hostage, he didn't dare to disobey, and said tremblingly, "That is to kill all the perverted murderers in Wuzhou City except myself, no matter whether they are dead or alive. Especially the guy with the chainsaw!"

The last point, life or death, is what Su Zhao cares most about, but he quickly thought of the contradiction.

"No, what does it matter to me if you kill all the perverted murderers in Wuzhou City?"

Su Zhao frowned instantly, "Could it be that you guys are suspecting that I'm a perverted murderer?"

The other party's expression changed instantly, "No, no, no, I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense."

The anchor on the side had never been exposed to these things, and felt as if he was caught in some conspiracy that shouldn't go deep.After he finished listening, he made an interrupting gesture, "Wait, why does this sound so much like a Gu raising battle?"

"It's not a Gu raising battle."

Su Zhao silently wiped off the blood on his hands, and said calmly, "It's clearly the Battle Royale."

"yes……"

Old Du took a step back silently, "Then play slowly, I'll take a step first..."

"Excuse me."

Su Zhao stopped the other party, and patted the anchor Lao Du who was bewildered, "You joined too."

Chapter 310 Deleting All Web Browsing Records

Entering the final main line, the book is almost over

Mr. Chen gave a shiver, opened his eyes suddenly and sat up from the bed, stroked his heart and panted heavily.

He had a very terrifying nightmare. In the dreamland surrounded by white mist, he accidentally broke into a courtyard house. There were red 囍 characters pasted everywhere for wedding celebrations. Although it was a lively scene, But the dilapidated furnishings inside gave people a strange contrast, as if this place was holding a weird ghost marriage.

The next moment, the door behind him closed suddenly, and the sound of gongs and drums and suona blowing came from outside the yellow mud wall, and they kept turning around him. Finally, the scene that made Mr. Chen's scalp tingle appeared, and the dilapidated door slowly opened Then, a woman in a wedding dress who could almost block the door frame appeared in the house, under the red hood was the sound of heavy breathing, and the eerie red hood that was blowing, printed a face full of flesh.

The eight-foot big sister tank, the tank version?

Mr. Chen was so frightened that he woke up instantly from the bed, his back was covered with cold sweat, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

After experiencing the last nightmare of the funeral parlor, he now has the killer ptsd syndrome. Once the news of being directly victimized appears in the newspaper, he immediately thinks of that nightmare.

Mr. Chen rubbed his eyes and looked out of the bay window, but what he saw made him startled and slowly frowned.

Streets and high-rise buildings are brightly lit, but no one can be seen. Abandoned cars are everywhere on the streets, flickering and flickering. Birds are sitting on the telephone poles, and black crows are making hoarse noises. tweet.

Rodents and birds seemed to smell some danger. Rats came out of the sewer in panic, and stray cats hiding in the streets and alleys also started running in one direction, as if there was something very scary chasing them behind them.

"Damn it? Woke up and traveled to the world view of the walking dead?"

The abnormal phenomenon caused Mr. Chen's inner uneasiness, and suddenly remembered the fear of being dominated by tanks.

He hurriedly got up from the bed, took out his mobile phone and tried to call Su Zhao's phone number, but the other party's phone number kept saying that he could not get through.

Mr. Chen suddenly felt a kind of calm before the storm. The whole village was really too quiet, even a bit eerie.

He hurriedly dressed and walked to the door, hesitating whether to step out, but he heard a sound from the elevator shaft outside the door, as if someone was taking the elevator up.

Mr. Chen tensed up for a moment, and hurried to the room, took out a careful generator from inside, connected the electric clamp and clamped it to the doorknob, and energized it directly.After finishing everything, he took two steps back, watching the movement outside the door vigilantly.

Then there was the sound of heavy footsteps, beating on his chest like a drumbeat.

dong dong dong.

Finally, the footsteps stopped at the door of the room, and Mr. Chen's heart tightened instantly.

Then there was a heavy knock on the door, and the uninvited guest standing outside said in a blunt tone, "Ahem, open the door, we are the police."

Mr. Chen’s mind was blank, and he subconsciously thought that the murder and dismemberment of himself and Su Zhao had been exposed. Just as he was about to open the door, Mr. Chen suddenly realized that there seemed to be no siren sound coming from downstairs, and he did not see the special police car. The red-blue light flickers.

Mr. Chen fell into deep thought for a moment, but the people outside the door became a little impatient, and the knock on the door turned into a knock on the door.

"Open the door quickly, I know you are inside."

Mr. Chen was in a hurry, and quickly shouted, "Shut up, I'm not a prostitute, you can't arrest me!"

"We're just looking for you to check on the situation."

"Do you think we people will believe your nonsense?"

Su Zhao rejected the other party's request, "If you don't leave, I will call the police."

After the people outside were silent for a while, they suddenly said, "Damn it, knock on the door."

Immediately, Mr. Chen heard a sharp wail coming from outside the door, after which everything returned to calm.After turning off the generator, he quietly opened the door with a gap, and a man in a black windbreaker and a mask was lying on the ground, twitching all over his body, unconscious.

Mr. Chen moved his gaze to his right hand, which was still tightly holding a kitchen knife stained with coagulated blood. The blood stains stretched all the way from the direction of the elevator to the door of the room.

Mr. Chen's complexion changed suddenly. He realized that a murderer had appeared in the community. He didn't dare to stay any longer. He quickly grabbed the kitchen knife in the opponent's hand to defend himself, and then walked towards the elevator.

Ding dong.

The elevator door opened slowly, and the scene of blood dripping inside the car scared him back half a step, bloody hand marks were everywhere on the wall.Mr. Chen suppressed the fear in his heart, walked into the elevator, and pressed the button to go to the first floor.

After walking out of the community, he realized that the entire street was deserted, as if everyone had disappeared from this world in an instant.He picked up the phone and tried to dial Su Zhao's phone number again, but this time the other party called in advance.

"Hey, Mr. Chen, where are you now?"

Su Zhao's tone was uncommonly uneasy, which made Mr. Chen also uneasy, "No, are you all right?"

The opposite party froze for a moment, then explained, "Well...it should be fine."

"The small probability..."

"A small probability means something big will happen."