Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 224 Head And Foot (1)

"I... I..."

Zhang Yiwen's body turned cold as he watched the longer and longer shadows on the tiled floor.

If you want to shout, you can't.

Dong... Dong... It was like a bouncing sound and a bouncing sound of a balloon. Something that was leaning against the door kept trying to get in. The gap between the door was getting bigger and bigger, but the door was stuck by Zhang Yiwen and could not be pushed open again. Zhang Yiwen was so scared that her blood froze at this moment. She felt the door being pushed several times, but it was not pushed open. Everything outside the door quieted down.

Zhang Yiwen lost her color and looked very pale. Her hands and feet behind the door were cold.

Suddenly! Ha... Ha... Ha... The sound of clawing at the door sounded so close that Zhang Yiwen's eyes widened in horror. She knew!

She knew it!

That thing outside the door has found her! The thing outside the door that had been trying to get in had already found her!

She tried hard to breathe and wanted to call for help.

But no matter what, she could not cry out, as if her body could not struggle like a ghost bed, and even because of excessive fear, she began to have difficulty breathing the pain of suffocation.

Then, Zhang Yiwen saw a pair of human feet floating in the air, through the crack of the door, looking at the human feet in the air. The strong desire for survival made Zhang Yiwen give out a weak struggle: "Help... Help..."

Boom!

There was a sudden violent explosion, and bricks and glass fragments exploded. Zhang Yiwen could not believe that she was on the third floor of the dormitory where the outer wall suddenly exploded into countless fragments, and a blurry golden figure crashed into the outer wall.

Looking at the hole in the third floor's outer wall, Zhang Yiwen's heart jumped.

This is on the third floor!

At this time, there was a night study student who saw an unforgettable scene. They saw a group of golden light running from a distance, and then they stepped down, like a flying Liu Xiang hurdle step by step, seven or eight meters away, about ten meters high, actually directly from the flower bed outside the teacher's dormitory building to the third floor of the teacher's dormitory.

Boom!

It was like a mountain gunpowder explosion, with a loud bang and dust flying in the air. The golden light in the human form was like a human tyrannosaurus. The solid outer wall of the teacher's dormitory was directly smashed into by the man, revealing the broken and twisted fingers of steel bars in the wall.

Boom!

This time, all the evening self-study students exploded.

Their mouths were wide open and goosebumps stood up. They all ran out of the classroom and looked at the teacher's dormitory building in the distance. Their faces were shocked and their jaws were about to drop.

"Crouching! There really is a superman in this world!"

"It should be the red tank of manwilli! The same recipe, the same familiar smell, all muscle destroyers!"

"Cool! Is there really a mutated human in this world?"

"Gwen! How could a red tank be a mutated human? The red tank touched the evil god's ruby and gained the power of the evil god. As long as the red tank kept touching the ruby, it could theoretically grow infinitely stronger. The red tank, the green giant, the thunder god, and the destroyer drax were known as the four great beasts of manwillie."

But soon, the students were forced back to the classroom by the teacher who maintained order, and they were not allowed to go to the dangerous teachers'dormitory.

...

"It's you!"

Hearing Zhang Yiwen's faint struggling voice on the phone, Fang Zheng, who was eager to save lives, strode into the dormitory building. He saw what was outside the door, and his feet were stepping, thumping, and the floors seemed to shake. The concrete slabs were cracked by him. He was holding a knife, and the sun of the Nine yang true qi rose from his blade. They chased away.

The sharp blade tore through the air and let out a sharp hiss. It cut out as fast as a thunderbolt, but it cut through the air.

Because just as Fang Zheng pulled out his knife, he appeared at the door of an old neighborhood.

Fang Zheng looked up.

Look at the sky.

There were no stars and moon in the sky. It was a dark night.

Then he looked back.

He saw a middle school student carrying a heavy schoolbag at a crossroad ten meters away from the old neighborhood. He was feeling a little lonely and silently crossing the green light crossroad alone.

It was Li Zhi.

All the starters of the Sixth high school disappearance.

Just as Fang Zheng frowned and wondered why the scene was in front of him, the crossroads suddenly lit up with dazzling high lights and the screeching sound of an emergency brake. It was too late for Fang Zheng to stop it. A cement tanker had already smashed Li Zhi, who was distracted and unresponsive, out of the way.

Head down, slap!

A dull sound,

Fang Zheng felt a chill on his face and raised his hand to wipe it gently. It was human blood splashing on his face.

But the blood was cold.

As cold as a human heart.

Just like the cement tanker that caused the accident didn't even stop to check, it sped up to escape the scene of the accident.

There was a trace of coldness wandering in his body.

Is human blood cold or boiling?

Or is it like the blood on the ground burning in despair?

Li Zhi's fall was less than a few meters away from him, and whether it was a coincidence or not, the child's eyes were staring in the direction where Fang Zheng was standing.

It seemed like he was torturing Fang Zheng, torturing the world.

Hey.

A sigh of regret.

Fang Zheng already knew that Li Zhi was weak, inferiority complex, and bullied by his peers because of his incomplete family. He thought Li Zhi was the missing person and the first missing person, but he did not expect that Li Zhi was not missing, but died in a traffic accident...

Just as fang was about to take a step towards li zhi, who was lying in a pool of blood, suddenly...

"You resent it?"

"Are you angry?"

A voice with a cold air, like a caress by the ear, floated above the intersection that should have been silent except for Fang Zheng.

There was a question in his voice.

It was a strange feeling. Fang Zheng clearly did not see the owner of the cold voice, but he clearly knew that the cold voice was spoken to the dead Li Zhi on the ground.

Fang Zheng finally noticed something unusual. Li Zhi's eyes were not looking at him, but at a garbage dump. Because he was on the same line, he had the illusion that Li Zhi was looking at him.

Fang Zheng followed Li Zhi's gaze and saw a very old antique pocket watch that had been discarded by someone.

The pocket watch was so worn out that its surface was already rusty and ugly, and it had long lost any value for collection and use. The pointer would never leave at 20: 45.

At this time, Li Zhi, who was already dead, suddenly raised his hand to grab the body and held the pocket watch in one hand. Then Fang Zheng saw that Li Zhi's body began to stand on its head.

Dong... Dong...

He walked upside down on his head and feet. Because he had landed on the ground before he died, he could only walk upside down after he died and projected a long, narrow shadow on the ground.

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