The rest of the people also saw the hideous faces of the people crawling on the front window, and they turned pale with fright, screaming and retreating deeper into the carriage. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Old Wei's fat face shook violently, and he shouted in horror: "Hallucination, it must be an illusion!"

This sentence immediately had a magical effect, and the moment of blinking an eye, it immediately disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

"You saw that too?"

Wang Zhiming swallowed.

He wanted to get a negative answer, but what made him most uneasy was that he didn't see the movement of shaking his head, but a group of strong men who were pale with fright, even Lao Wei, who was usually the most courageous, did not dare to speak at this time, his eyes protruded outward, his eyes were round, and he scanned around nervously.

"No, it can't be the hell......"

"It should be a bit strong!Definitely!"

Addicts quickly found a way to extricate themselves.

They settled down, re-discussed women, sex, and drugs, and found money as they talked, as if only money and medicine were all the driving force to support their lives, and they were also the most effective remedies to dispel their fears at this time.

And Wang Zhiming was still uneasy, he still remembered the man in the trench coat who walked down from the Cruz.

He smiled reluctantly, and laughed with Lao Wei for the first time: "Wait, when this thing is done, I have to find a woman to have a good time...... There's no need to go to the bathing center, the couple in the bar is good, you say no, hahaha......"

"A bunch of tasteful, aspiring scum?"

The voice suddenly sounded from the side, and everyone in the car heard it clearly. Silver is not any of them, the tone of speech is completely different from normal people, not a trace of emotion, a trace of emotional fluctuations are not mixed in, it is a kind of cold to the extreme.

There was a panic in the car, and they couldn't find the source of the sound.

Wang Zhiming suddenly smelled a burnt mush, and he just wanted to remind others that he saw that the carriage began to change amazingly.

The leather and plastic in the car glowed red, as if burning without a flame, from bright red to orange yellow, and finally turned into scattered ashes, which drifted into the air under the action of the air current. Seat cushions, back chairs, body upholstery, door handles...... In the blink of an eye, they were all dyed with this terrifying fiery red.

"It's on fire!!" Wang Zhiming shouted halfway, and the rest of his voice suddenly blocked his throat.

The fiery red spread under his seat, not half of the flames, but as warm as skin, and by the time he came to his senses, the entire van was shrouded in pale red fire and black ashes, and his view was completely obscured by the ashes, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Wang Zhiming slammed his body to the left, which was the direction of the car door in his memory, he felt that he had hit a hot iron plate, and he screamed in pain and then shrank into a ball, not daring to act rashly.

The cries of Lao Wei and the rest of the people rang in his ears.

"Help!"

"What the hell is going on!"

"I can't see anything—"

At first, it was a normal shout, but then the voice gradually distorted and distorted. It was like a sharp knife scraping on the glass, and it was like a cloth being torn, blurry and chaotic, and listening to it made Wang Zhiming's mind dizzy, and he subconsciously felt faintly nauseated.

Wrapped in ashes, a blazing wind blew in front of him.

Hot!?

Wang Zhiming opened a gap, and at this time, there were not as many ashes in mid-air as there were just now, which was enough for him to see more clearly, and it was enough to make him panic to the point of heartbreak.

As far as the eye can see, the street in front of the Soho Bar cracks, and orange-yellow magma sprays upwards from the cracks. Soho was covered in flames, and the structure was covered with steel bars, rust and old paint, as if it had been abandoned for an unknown amount of time. The street lamps were mottled and swayed with a blinding scarlet glow, the color of blood.

It was pitch black in the sky, shrouded in a thick darkness.

Everything you can see is distorted in a wave of heat.

Where is this still a bar street, it is clearly a scene that can only be seen in purgatory!

Wang Zhiming was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, he didn't know what was going on. Turning stiffly to look at the back, the place where they should have been sitting had turned into a deformed monster that had been imprisoned in its seat with barbed wire, retaining only the features of its torso and limbs, and the rest had been replaced by unimaginably terrible flesh and twisted skin.

"Scum. ”

Wang Zhiming shuddered, looked in the direction where the voice came from, and a strange and familiar figure of a man in a trench coat appeared in his eyes.

"Help, help!!" he cried out like a straw.

Wen Qian also stood on a high step, quietly looking at the figure struggling frantically on the seat, and there was no pity in his heart.

"What's the difference between you and the monsters of hell?" he said softly.

Wang Zhiming was terrified to find that his thigh was pierced by a barbed wire, the pain made him sweat coldly, desperately struggling, but no matter what, he couldn't get out of his seat, he screamed to Wen Qianyi: "Help me!

"Filthy, depraved, dominated by the desires of the heart, reckless, stealing, robbing, murdering, abducting...... I really want to know, where is the bottom line in the human heart?"

Beside him floated a cloud of darkness from which light could not escape, and voices came from the darkness.

"Host, this is the human world you will soon take over in the near future. How interesting and colorful. ”

Wang Zhiming is about to go crazy.

He endured the pain and tried to pull the wire out of his thigh, but it did nothing but bring more blood and more excruciating pain.

What the hell is this place!

What kind of person is he!

Wrong...... He's not human at all!

Wang Zhiming suddenly stopped struggling, he finally realized his situation, the rich smell of sulfur in the air filled his mouth and nose, real to the point of cruelty. Everywhere in sight was the glow of a burning fire, and the roar of the deformed monster behind it was clearly audible, as if it would break free at any moment and tear him to pieces.

He looked at the trench-coat man with a begging gaze for mercy, revealing his weakest side.

"Please spare me......"

Wen Qian also stood quietly and said slowly: "The new spirit hovers over the ashes, and it has become a silent memorial to the old era. I vowed to change all that, morality, ethics, freedom, democracy, populism...... It all needs to be reshuffled. It's not just the scum, it's the ...... I'm relying on now Mire. ”

"It's amazing how much control I have. You're finally starting to get closer to ...... The identity of the envisioned human mentor. The dark voice pretended to be surprised, and it spoke to itself in an inaudible voice, uneven to the gentle one.

"The great experiment that is coming. A Wonderful Journey to the Land of the Rising Sun...... However, the parasite has to be aware of more, faster......"

Wen Qian also slowly raised his head and shouted into the sky: "Alayya!"

A scarlet light suddenly tore through the dense black mist, revealing a dark golden eye. The eyes are fixed on the earth, and there is an indescribable fear hidden in it, and even the slightest glance will distort the spirit and fall into complete madness.

Wang Zhiming trembled, he was completely desperate.

As if the effect of the medicine was still in his brain, he roared out the only remaining courage with all his might: "Whether you are a god or a devil, I am not afraid of your !!" But his trembling body and fearful voice betrayed his true emotions.

Wen Qian also only smiled lightly at the provocation of the little bug.

"He's yours. ”

Alaya looked at Wang Zhiming with a dark golden giant eye...... There is no human pity in its mind.

(To be continued.) )