"What's going on?"

At this moment, Zhang Jiao, who stumbled to the ground, did not feel the hardness of the cement floor, but seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and the invisible gravitational force pulled him to continue to fall down, as if falling into the abyss.

Countless strange images appeared in front of him, countless strange sounds were heard in his ears, and he could even smell countless mixed smells, all of which made him feel as if he was in an incredible world.

Huge volcanoes erupt at the bottomless bottom of the sea, causing huge tsunamis, insect cocoons bursting and beautiful butterflies bursting out, a giant sword soaring into the sky from the ruins of a ruined city, and countless pupil-like stars looming in the dark sky......

Zhang Jiao stared blankly at the strange scene in front of him, not knowing where he was, until he lost consciousness.

When he could feel the solid ground under his feet again, he was greeted by a stretch of road that had been around for some years, and the waves not far away were crashing on the beach in waves, making a loud noise.

"Where is this?" Zhang Jiao muttered to himself as he looked at everything around him, "Have I crossed over?"

Just when Zhang Jiao was still thinking, a gust of sea breeze blew, and the weeds and leaves on both sides of the highway mixed with all kinds of garbage flew around, and it just so happened that a page of newspaper that was torn up and only a small half was left floated towards Zhang Jiao's face by the wind.

He subconsciously grabbed the worn-out newspaper and clearly saw that at this moment, the ink on the newspaper was rolling, and lines of large black characters appeared as if printed.

A large, indifferent, emotionless voice suddenly appeared in his heart.

World Class: Micro (Crushed)

Location: Kowloon Bay

Time of existence: 237 days

Mission Requirements:

1. Find the location of the ghost city before the Midyear Festival.

2. Participate in the Xudu Master Meeting once every 7749 years.

3. Kill the general and win the championship to get a birthday gift for the hundred ghosts.

(Note, completing any of the conditions or giving up all the tasks this time can start the settlement and choose to return.) ）

"Infinite Flow?Nightmare Space?" Zhang Jiao stared at the newspaper in his hand, a look of uncertainty in his eyes.

He usually reads novels when he visits the store, and as one of the classic genres in the online text, Zhang Jiao naturally reads it too, and he is naturally no stranger to this beginning.

Except that there is no such thing as "Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to be truly alive?" Beyond the classic opening line, none of this seems to be any different.

No, there are still differences.

At least the sentence that the task failed, and the obliteration if the points were insufficient did not appear on this task entry, and he could give up the task and choose to return, which seemed to be much more merciful than the main god.

"Hey, Punch Streetboy, didn't you hear it?"

Just as Zhang Jiao was thinking about this, a big hand with a cheap cigarette slapped at his cheek.

He subconsciously gave in sideways, grabbed the hand of the person who came, and looked up.

Three men in big shirts, flip-flops, carrying two bottles of beer, and looking oily-haired and puffy, were already standing in front of him, apparently fresh out of the second-hand van in front of him.

"Damn, if you don't agree, do you dare to fight back?" The man who was caught by Zhang Jiao first scolded and screamed, and smashed the beer bottle directly on his head with his other hand.

There was a muffled "thump".

The beer bottle in the hand of the man in the flower shirt was not broken like in the movie, he pulled out his grabbed hand, looked at Zhang Jiao who was covering his forehead, laughed twice and then raised the bottle and took a big sip.

"Hold your mother, kill your head, Brother Sanhua called you, you have to answer when you hear it, you know no. ”

As he spoke, he held the bottle of beer in his hand high, and less than half of the beer flowed out with a bang, pouring Zhang Jiao all over his head, and muttering in his mouth.

"You're dead on the street, giving you a good memory!"

Seeing this, the two companions on the side of the man in the flower shirt laughed at the same time, and one of them stepped forward and touched the pocket of Zhang Jiao's clothes.

"Damn, a poor ghost. ”

The man, who obviously didn't feel anything, shook his hand angrily, and kicked at Zhang Jiao as if venting.

The three of them didn't notice that the man in front of them who was half-covering his forehead was looking hideous at the moment, and the palm covering his forehead was faintly revealing the color of vermilion gilt.

Zhang Jiao stood in place, panic, fear, pain, uneasiness, and humiliation, rising from all kinds of negative emotions accumulated last night, and finally turned into a wave of anger, which set his whole body on fire.

Wisps of gray-white yin qi diffused from the corners of his eyes, and the eyes set off were dead and gloomy.

The little thug who kicked over inadvertently saw Zhang Jiao's eyes, and was suddenly startled, and even the foot that came with the kick was a little less powerful.

Zhang Jiao moved at this time, as if he had been awakened by this kick.

He stepped forward, his right hand slightly bent, and grabbed the opponent's leg that was about to be withdrawn with ghostly speed, swinging his arm, dragging the leg towards the back of his waist.

"Ahh

After a click, the man in the flower shirt sat down on the road in a straight line, letting out a miserable howl.

The sudden change made the remaining two gangsters fight instantly, but they reacted immediately after being on the street for a long time.

"You're looking for death. ”

One person carried a wine bottle and smashed it down on his head, while the other person wiped his waist, and a switchblade was held horizontally in his hand and stabbed Zhang Jiao's waist, which was very tacit.

Zhang Jiao stood in place, as if he didn't realize it.

The two people on the other side didn't know why he suddenly didn't move, but after many years of experience on the road, they understood that at this time, they didn't care so much, even if he was the leading boss of Xinglong Society, at this time, he would cut it down first.

The wine bottle and the knife hit Zhang Jiao's body in an instant, and the two of them seemed to have seen each other lying on the ground, but the force on their hands told them that something seemed wrong.

It's empty, as if it hit the air, and the guy in front of him is still standing in place, exactly the same as just now, but the two of them obviously hit him!

Something is wrong, something is wrong.

The two glanced at each other and subconsciously took a step back.

But at the moment of taking a step back, Zhang Jiao in front of him suddenly disappeared in front of them.

Everything around me changed in an instant.

The beach, the road, and the companions disappeared without a trace in an instant, the sky was gray, and the feet were gray, and the world seemed to be only gray and white.

Nothing can be seen, nothing can be seen clearly.

"Sanhua, Ah Wei, where are you?"

His screams echoed in the strange space, but no one answered, and the man in the flower shirt only felt colder and more empty, and gradually there was no more sound.

Zhang Jiao quietly watched the performance of the two people in front of him, his eyes were gray, and wisps of smoke-like breath continued to float out of his facial features, condensed in the back behind him, fangs and claws.

From the confusion of their abrupt standing in place at the beginning, to the helpless yelling, to the desperate crying for mercy, everything in front of them made the smile on the corner of his mouth brighter and brighter.

The phantom behind him also seemed to be excited, constantly distorting, and expanding more and more.

He strode away and stood in front of the two sluggish men, tilting his head and staring at them with gray eyes, and then, with the tip of his nose raised, he inhaled gently.

The two people in front of them, like ducks pinched by the throat, had arched bodies, stood on tiptoe, and shook violently.

Sanhua, who was practicing a horse on the ground, looked at the strange scene in front of him, and couldn't care about the miserable howl anymore, he covered his mouth in horror and struggled to move away.

"Ghost, ghost!"

He roared wildly in his heart, the scene in front of him was really no different from a ghost sucking people's yang energy.

But before he could climb far, he felt the back of his neck being pinched by a pair of hands.

Cold, eerie, this was his first feeling, as if the hands that had caught him were dead.

"No, don't, let me go!!"

He cried and begged for mercy, but was met by a pair of dead and cold eyes.

"Ahh

Zhang Jiao breathed a long sigh of satisfaction with satisfaction, the edict that appeared in the center of his eyebrows flashed with a faint light, and the dead silence between his eyes gradually receded, and he slowly gained a little popularity.

He casually threw the flower shirt in front of him on the spot like a rag doll, and staggered down the road aimlessly, not caring at all whether the three people lying on the ground were dead or alive.

More than half an hour later, a Santana converted police car arrived at the scene that had just been cordoned off.

Two police sergeants in their thirties wearing big caps quickly got out of the car and asked directly, "I received a report that there were three dead people in Longwan, what was the situation at the scene?"

A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes among the patrol officers who maintained the scene quickly came to the two and saluted.

"Report to Lin Sir that there were no dead at the scene, only three gang members who fell into a coma, one of whom had broken both legs, and the other two had no obvious injuries and were waiting for ambulance rescue. ”

At this point, the young policeman hesitated for a moment and added, "But their state is very strange. ”

"Do you know who the gang is?" asked Lin Sir with a frown, "How strange is the state?"

The young policeman quickly replied, "Report, the comatose are the three little fans under Scarface Liu of the Donghe Association, as for the symptoms of the three of them, you might as well take a look." ”

While listening, Lin Baiying quickly came to the scene of the crime by jumping over the blockade, only to see three old boys who were out of breath and less angry were lying on a temporary stretcher.

He walked over and took a closer look, and found that except for one of them, whose legs were obviously deformed from his hip bones, there were no obvious signs of trauma on the three of them, but they were frightened at the moment and closed their eyes, their bodies were cold and faintly exuding cold, and the exhaled breath could be faintly seen.

After Lin Baiying carefully circled around the three of them a few times, he seemed to have found something, he grabbed a handful of the three of them without a trace, his thumb kept pinching the knuckles of the remaining four fingers, and whispered in his mouth.

Dozens of seconds later, Lin Baiying raised his head suddenly, his fingers stopped suddenly, and he glanced at the three people on the ground with an unkind face, thinking in his heart.

"If I really don't make a move, I'm afraid these three unlucky guys won't be able to survive tonight. ”

After thinking about it in the end, he still took out a jade seal with a red thread from his neckline, put it in his left palm, and whispered in his mouth.

When the old partner next to him saw Lin Baiying's posture, he suddenly stepped forward to block his figure.

"Hehe Yangyang, the sun rises in the east, I use this talisman to sweep away the evil spirits. ”

The jade seal in Lin Baiying's palm suddenly became hot, leaving a bright red seal in his palm.

He stepped forward and put a palm on the foreheads of the three people, and the red light in the palm marks was pervasive, and there was a sizzling sound when it intersected with the foreheads of the three people.

Poof!

The three people who were lying there suddenly trembled, and suddenly spurted out two blue and blue snots like condensed popsicles from their noses, which looked very disgusting.

But the effect was very significant, after these two snots spurted out, the aura on the faces of the three of them subsided in an instant, and the breath was much more stable.

Seeing this, his partner hurriedly walked over and asked in a low voice, "Is it done? Did they bump into that?"

Lin Baiying shook his head with an ugly face, rubbed his left hand that became cold, and whispered in his ear, "My life is saved, but some sins will be suffered in the future; ”

"By the way, you go and ask the brothers first, who has been in contact with the three of them, and then let him go to Baicaotang to buy some mugwort leaves, come back and boil water to rinse it, and then go to the bureau to put incense on the second master, and go to bad luck, otherwise I am afraid that I will be unlucky for a while." ”

Then call Scarface Liu and ask him to pick up his horse, the money paid by the taxpayers is not used to treat this kind of scum. ”

"Okay, no problem, I'll go and ask, and by the way, notify Scarface Liu to pick up someone. His partner didn't ask much, and agreed to ask who had touched the three unlucky ones just now.

Lin Baiying looked at the back of his old partner, and his expression became solemn.

"What's going on during this time, there are so many powerful guys in Kowloon Bay. ”