Time passed quickly, the weather was changeable in the alternating seasons of spring and summer, at first the sun was setting, dark clouds were thick, rolling in, a kind of aggression to cover the heavens and the earth, and at night, the night was dark and the wind was high, and the lights did not appear. At the end www.biquge.info of the day, there was only a crescent moon left in the sky, slowly moving out of the clouds.

The faint light of the woolly moon shone on the remote abandoned automobile factory in the southern suburbs, a faint light, as if gilding the pile of mechanical waste yards with a layer of silver-gray light.

At this moment, as the heavy car suddenly moved, there was a loud noise, and then there was a sudden commotion in the car pile, and someone sat up straight from inside.

This sound soon alarmed the old man who was watching the porter, and he was sleeping soundly, but he kept hearing a strange sound in his ears, and intermittently, he hurriedly put on his clothes and opened the door, and came out of the gatehouse with a flashlight and a club for defense, and walked all the way to the depths of the sound.

He walked cautiously, and in the light of the flashlight, there was a shadow with his back bent, like a giant old mouse, and he stepped forward step by step, pricking up his ears, and looking around, not even a ghost shadow.

The voice also stopped, the old man sighed, and said to himself The old voice, I can't make trouble, my own people heard it wrong?

He pricked up his left ear to listen, his right ear pricked up to listen, still no, he squinted his eyes, in front of him was a huge ruin, the sky was shrouded in a hairy moon, strange and terrifying, the whole picture formed, like a strange haunted place.

The old man screamed and muttered, "Eh, it's old, it's old, it's not an auditory hallucination."

As he said this, he was walking back, and there was a sudden "bang" behind him, and the old man was so frightened that when he looked back, he was stunned, and shouted in disbelief with his big mouth: Ghost, ghost, ghost............

Then there was a pop and he fainted in fright.

Look at the "ghost" that appeared on the ruins of the car, his face was bloodstained, his clothes were messy, and his eyes were bloodshot. However, it doesn't matter, the most incredible thing is that the man's arm is shining with silver, and one actually grows, no, it's a mechanical arm!

The man suddenly stood up from the car pile, moving his arm as if it had just been attached, brewing an indescribable force.

He climbed up from the depths of the ruins, layer by layer, this gang of underworld really lost their conscience, dragged people away, buried them, and put an extremely heavy passenger car on people, which caused Zhao Xiaoche to wake up and die of pain. An iron rod ran directly down his palm and out of the back of his hand, which was as if it had been crippled, motionless, with unspeakable pain.

Zhao Xiaoche's tears of pain were about to fall out, he thought of the magical live broadcast, but he touched all parts of his body with difficulty, but he couldn't find it, and his body was pressed like a thousand pounds of damn steel ruins, which was really painful.

It's going to collapse in an instant. The sea flashed quickly, what should I do, did I do something wrong, if I died like this and was not found, then what should I do.

Wang, Sixth, Jesse, where are they? Is he really hopeless?

At the same time, his left arm had been in a state of numbness, and for a while he couldn't even feel his own arm, and his heart became more and more afraid, and he had a gut feeling that this arm had been abolished. Then he was sweating profusely, and his heart suddenly regretted it, at this moment, his shoulders suddenly tightened, as if he had climbed on something, he was anxious to pick it off, and then it tightened sharply, Xiao Che panicked in his heart, and felt that something was crawling up densely.

Until the tightness extended to his fingers, as if he was wrapped, Zhao Xiaoche suddenly felt that his left arm was full of strength, his arm was pressed in a different position from his head, and there was a window in the middle, but at this time, at the moment full of strength, he suddenly found that his arm was slowly lifting the weight on his body, and then, his body moved forward, released little by little from the place where it was pressed, and then, there was a fierce throw upward.

He limped to his feet, covered in blood, but his left arm was wrapped in a layer of machinery, and then, holding back the pain, slowly pulled the steel bar out of his palm.

At the moment of the blood collapse, the machine quickly closed, Zhao Xiaoche felt a sourness, and then, when he moved his left arm, he felt incomparably powerful.

It was a very wonderful feeling, Zhao Xiaoche judged in a trance, and then walked down from the ruins little by little, looking at the old man who had fainted on the ground.

The motorcycle, codenamed "Black Panther", was still thrown aside, but the rearview mirrors, the outer packaging had been completely destroyed, and even the rocker of the engine was crookedly broken.

Zhao Xiaoche touched his pocket, it was empty, and he saw a place with a light on from a distance, Zhao Xiaoche gritted his teeth and walked forward.

At this time, he fell into a blurred mind, and he didn't have time to think about it, he only felt that he wanted revenge and punished those bastards severely.

In a row of houses in the abandoned car factory, one of the rooms was lit up, and the woman's charming laughter and moaning could be heard from inside, as if it were a bed, and it kept shaking, shaking the whole room.

This row of houses is made of plastic, and the sound insulation effect is not good, the sound is extremely loud, and several other houses frequently enter and exit in the middle, and there are black shadows tiptoeing in front of the door, listening attentively. With a wicked smile on his face, he covered his mouth.

The cold wind blew, as if with a faint evil breath. When a half-human, half-ghost-covered figure appeared in front of this row of houses, the black shadow subconsciously turned his head, and his mouth trembled violently, and a bald head that had been bright reflected the afterglow of the light, and said, "You, you, you............ Impossible, impossible, impossible............"

As soon as he stood up, a mechanical arm grabbed his neck, and the bald head gasped, saying you let go, you let go, but his body had already been lifted up, and he was about to die.

With a thud, he was put on the ground and fainted.

The sound of laughter in the house immediately stopped, and it was replaced by a man's scolding: "Who is outside, dare to make Lao Tzu sleep!" Don't want to mess around? ”

There was no echo, and the bald body was slowly dragged to the other side, and the door was kicked open, and the lights inside were yellow, revealing two half-naked men and women.

The man's upper body was tattooed with a green dragon and a golden iron chain around his neck, and when the woman saw someone coming in, she instantly got into the quilt, "Oh, no!" no！ no！ The scream came out, and the man's eyes were startled, and he said, "You're not dead?" ”