The investigator Zhao Zhilong, turned on the windshield wipers, wiped the rain off the car glass, the rain was not small, the street was full of umbrella people, the car continued to drive forward for a while, but was blocked on the edge of the intersection, there was a car accident in front, rushed to grab the road, rushed to the turning van, grabbed the last second to rush forward, and ended up on a truck full of live chickens. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā

As you can imagine, the front of the van was deflated, and the car overturned to the side, and what was even more unfortunate was that the cage full of live chickens was knocked open, and most of the frightened live chickens were frightened 'out of prison' and ran all over the street.

Fortunately, there was no situation where ordinary people braved the rain and came out to grab raw chickens, but the scene was chaotic for a while.

The streets are full of live chickens running for their lives, and it is raining heavily, so you can imagine what kind of chaos the scene is.

"No, we can't get by!"

The investigator who was driving the car said, looking at the situation ahead.

"Back off, back off!"

The side cannon shouted loudly, but unfortunately, we want to retreat, and others are the same, and those who don't know the situation are still squeezing forward, and all of a sudden, we can't even retreat.

We were at the front, and beyond that was the truck in the middle of the road, and this truck was blocking the entire intersection.

"If we can't retreat, we will get out of the car and go to the nearby car rental agency or police station to get a new one!"

I gave the order, made a more irresponsible decision, and the car was parked at the intersection.

After we got out of the car and left, we overturned in the van on the side of the road, and in the passenger seat, a young man with blood on his face let out a sigh.

At this moment, in his sight, the sand in an upside-down hourglass stopped falling, and then slowly disappeared.

"Whew..."Obviously in great danger, the young man's face still showed the joy of the rest of his life.

"Uncle, I'm sorry..."

He tilted his head and looked at the driver's seat, his head bent to the side, and he muttered as he turned into a blood gourd.

'Limited Time Mission - Stop a vehicle with a license plate number of Ji **** from passing through the Binhai Road intersection

Mission Failed - Obliterated'

Originally, the young man's mental state was very bad, with dark circles under his eyes, the first task of the road of terror was very difficult, and the difficulty of holding a supernatural game was not completed by everyone, and if you can't find anyone, you can only wait for death.

Just when he thought he was going to die, there was a 'dawn' in the mission, and the completion of the time-limited mission would increase the time for him to carry out the test mission, although it was only three days, but he was like a drowning man, and regarded this task as the last straw.

The mission was released so suddenly that he almost didn't jump out of the van while he was still on the road.

When he calmed down, he turned around and saw our vehicle in the rearview mirror.

But how to stop us is also a problem, you can't just stop the car, don't stop us, right?

With great anxiety, the van he was in arrived at the junction first, and in the back of their car, all the seats were removed, and a lot of pockets were piled up, most of which contained spices.

Even if he didn't live well, this man still felt that it was more important to live than to die, so he looked at the speeding truck at the intersection and moved the steering wheel vigorously.

The van, which had been able to avoid the van, turned its wheel in an arc, and the car crashed directly into the back half of the truck, because he had prepared a little beforehand, so he tilted his head as much as possible, leaving a breath of fresh air, but his hapless uncle died completely.

'The torture of human nature?'

Demons want to see the other side of sin between people?

No matter what he tried to blame on the game of Horror Road, he always felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, and the joy of having his life time filled.

The fine sand floated upwards and entered the hourglass upside down like it did not conform to the laws of physics, but it all happened in the unreal, so there was no point in physics or non-physics.

Just as he was carried away by the joy of preserving life, the red blood letters appeared in his sight again.

'Instant task - to organize passengers with license plate numbers of auspicious **** to leave the city for one day

Mission Failed - Obliterated'

The so-called feeling from heaven to hell should be like this, his eyes widened, some blood foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth, his breathing gradually stagnated, and when he was dying, he seemed to see a person with blood all over his body.

The man stretched out his bloody hands to him, as if to grab him, and then show him what real torture and cruelty are.

Just as he was screaming in fright, a black mist appeared in front of his eyes.

The bloody figure still wanted to continue to take revenge, the black mist seemed to be enraged, and directly from the black mist, a black scythe appeared, and the knife flashed, and the blood-colored figure was suddenly cut in half.

The scythe seemed to have a great lethal effect on the soul, and the bloody figure let out a scream, and the body completely disappeared.

"Help me!"

The young man stretched out his hand and worked in the direction of the black fog, but unfortunately, this black fog only kills people, no matter how much they save people, the meaning of life to them is the object of harvesting, which is no different from the wheat in the wheat field.

Eventually, the man's head tilted and he lost his breath.

An illusory body appeared beside the young man, and the person who had just died, the state of the muddy soul was different, he was very awake, the black fog, it was for his soul, he wanted to dodge, however, I don't know what tricks the black fog moved, on the top of his soul's head, a blood-red vein appeared, which suddenly made him lose the strength to struggle, obviously conscious, but the soul did not obey the call into the black fog, and then the black fog completely disappeared in this vicinity.

"Someone died. ”

When the driver of the van had just died, I felt something, a heavy resentment, gathered on top of the van.

I struggled for a moment, as if I was weighing whether to take action to suppress the soul that was about to be swayed by resentment, most of these souls have become evil ghosts, but at the very beginning, organizing him to be swayed by resentment can also save his soul, and how can he have a next life.

And just as I was struggling, a strange aura appeared near the van.