Here Lies The Wicked

Ghosts?

Resurrection of the dead?

A woman who should have died appeared at home?

In the middle of the night, Captain Liu and Old Zhang were so scared that their heads were numb and their necks were chilly.

Fang Zheng, on the other hand, looked calm.

Speaking of meeting ghosts, he had killed an evil hearse driver in his hand. He had also killed a man with a ghost life in his hand.

So!

Was the evil spirit chariot, the cousin of the Nicolas Cage soul chariot that he overturned, a ghost or not?

Fang Zheng had been complaining for four days.

"Why don't we call the police?" Captain Liu winked at Fang Zheng.

"I think this guy has always been weird. He's not really a psychopath with mental problems, is he? He's always talking nonsense."

"There is no such thing as ghosts in this world. The country broke the four old ways as early as the reform and opening up, smashed the land temple in Mountain temple, and did not allow animals to become refined. The country's development is getting better and better, and now even ghosts are banned. This is a feudal superstition, which was already broken into the abyss as early as the four old ways."

Fang Zheng looked at Captain Liu in surprise.

Captain Liu seemed to be in his forties. He had a high level of consciousness and was not stubborn or backward at all. This awareness of not doing political commissar, wen xuan, security guard is really a waste of talent.

Faced with Fang Zheng's astonished gaze, Captain Liu, a rough man in his forties, blushed with embarrassment and said awkwardly, "We called the police. Even if something really happened, there would be a decent police officer to deal with it."

"Don't you always have publicity? If you're in trouble, call the police."

"..." Fang Zheng

With a nephew your age, how old should this policeman be... I'm afraid I'm not 70 or 80 years old, and I really can't afford to be your police uncle.

"Captain Liu, I remember you had a second-hand ghost fire motorcycle that you found?" Fang Zheng asked.

"It's just a big tiger eating oil. It's been eating dust for two months. Why are you carrying this old car?" Captain Liu looked at Fang Zheng in confusion.

"I want to personally take him to the police station to report it." Fang Zheng raised his hand and pointed at the man beside him.

He had also learned the other person's name, Sun Yushu.

"If it's really an emergency, we'll go straight to the police station and report it. This way, the police will be able to call out the police faster so as not to delay the rescue."

Captain Liu didn't think much when he heard that it made sense.

Soon, Fang Zheng came out of the corner of the green belt behind the security room and suddenly drove out a second-hand ghost fire. He urged sun Yu Shu, "Come on up. What are you still waiting for? Do you want to save someone?"

Sun Yushu got on the motorcycle.

Fang Zheng: "Hold me."

Sun Yushu agreed.

Fang Zheng: "Hold my waist tight."

Sun Yushu said, as meek as a little bird, her body against her body, snuggling together.

Captain Liu:??

Old Zhang:??

Hiss, gasping for air, the two of them suddenly felt their teeth ache, more and more unable to understand the thoughts of the young people now.

Then, Fang Zheng took the man with him, and the sound of the accelerator quickly disappeared on the street corner at night.

"Have you found any sense of security and calmed down while holding me like this?" Facing the cold wind, the ghost fire flew all the way down the street.

Is that what psychology says? Fang Zheng was not sure.

Sun Yushu remained silent.

It seemed to be a little cold, hugging Fang Zheng even tighter. Her chest was all over Fang Zheng's back, greedily snuggling up to Fang Zheng's body heat. The two men, under the night sky, hugged each other from front to back.

At this moment, the ghost fire motorcycle took the two of them and passed by the police station at the intersection.

Fang Zheng didn't loosen the throttle and sped past.

There was no intention of reporting to the police station.

"Just now... There was a police station..." Sun Yushu in the back seat couldn't help but say.

"Yeah." Fang Zheng didn't look back.

One minute...

"Is this... The way to my house?" Sun Yushu couldn't help but say again.

Fang Zheng: "Time is tight. We'll go straight to your house to save someone."

When Sun Yushu had begged for help earlier, he had already given out his family address and family information in detail, so Fang Zheng knew the address of the other party.

"You, you believe what I say? You believe that there are ghosts in this world?" Sun Yushu hesitated, his face still a little... Excitement and joy.

This is the lost sheep of faith. In the dark world, the excitement of finally seeing a ray of light!

"If there were ghosts in this world, I would have killed one a few days ago." Fang Zheng said lightly.

Domineering.

Domineering and powerful.

In an instant, Fang Zheng's back image conquered Sun Yushu in the back seat. The back image fell into his eyes. It was boundless and magnificent. Sun Yushu rose up and said emotionally, "She's a demon! She's really a demon! I'm not lying! I'm not mentally ill either!"

"She's dead, but she's alive again!"

Yesterday, just yesterday, she was standing right in front of me again! I was scared! I was scared! I was desperate! I was so scared that I couldn't go home all night. I was scared, I was afraid that she would come to me! She must have come to me. She must have come to me. I was scared. I was weak, but she shouldn't have come to my mother! She shouldn't have come to my mother!"

The more Sun Yushu spoke, the more excited he became, with hysterical madness.

Because of fear, because of fear, Sun Yushu's body was trembling with fear, so Fang Zheng was hugged tighter and tighter.

"You've been afraid to mention her. Who is this person?"

"You seem to know her?"

Fang Zheng grabbed the handle and drove in front of him, asking for details.

Although he wanted to find out as soon as possible whether the source of the grey gas was related to ghosts, it didn't mean that he had no reason to go to his death.

That's why Fang Zheng asked Captain Liu to borrow the ghost fire instead of calling a taxi.

There were some things that needed to be avoided, and he had to understand them himself.

"Do you... Know about the series of car crashes in Tongjiang bridge, Zhou city, on march 2?" Sun Yushu whispered nervously.

It seemed that this was a nightmare in his heart, and the mere mention of the name made him deeply afraid.

"Read the news." Fang Zheng nodded.

"It's said that 53 people died, and they were shut down after just two days of trial operation."

"No, it's not 53 dead. It's now 209!" Sun Yushu said in fear.

"She was one of the first victims to fall into the river."

"Because, I am the medical examiner who personally examined her body!"

"Tongjiang bridge! People are dying every day! That's the gate of hell!"

Z! The rubber tires rubbed against the ground at a high speed, and the screeching sound of the brakes screeched!

Fang Zheng, who had been focused on driving in front of him, finally turned his head and said with a serious face, "209 people have died?"

"Dying every day?"

"How many secrets have you kept from the outside world?"

Sun Yushu hesitated and looked away.

"Say it!" Fang Zheng said coldly, not joking.

Fang Zheng just kept looking at Sun Yushu in the back seat. The two of them were in a stalemate, and it was obvious that he wouldn't be driving the car if he didn't tell the truth.

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