Chapter Eighty-Nine: Yang Hai's Death!

Night breeze,

Yang Hai staggered out of the gate of the Champs-Lige Pavilion, his face flushed, his face was satisfied, and he belched from time to time, Yang Hai ate very comfortably today, no matter above or below, it was extremely comfortable!

Yang Hai walked to his police car in a daze, took out the car key, staggered out the door key, and was about to open the door.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, Yang Hai was blown cold for a while, and he shook for a while, almost didn't fall, one hand supported the front door window, he barely stabilized his figure, shook his head and barely sobered up, but the atmosphere was very weird,

Yang Hai immediately turned around, and the streets were empty at this time,

"Yang Hai... Yang Hai...."

Voices come from all directions, and it is impossible to distinguish between men and women,

"Who!?"

Yang Hai hurriedly looked around, trying to find the source of the sound, but the streets were still empty except for herself,

"Death.... Die...."

Voices came from all directions again,

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

At this time, Yang Hai's wine had already woken up for the most part, he pulled out his matching gun, and pointed around to just ask for a trace of stability.

"Hmph... Hum... Hmph.."

The voice was disdainful,

Then, four black-robed people appeared out of thin air, each holding a one-person-high sickle in their hands, and surrounded Yang Hai in a cold air.

"Who are you?" Yang Hai's heart is full of fear,

"I'm the captain of the anti-narcotics team of the Huangdong Police Station, if you move me, you won't be able to escape the punishment of the law!" Yang Hai almost shouted out in the end, as if that could reduce his fear,

And the four black-robed people didn't have any extra movements, occupying the four corners around Yang Hai, and surrounded them like this, as if they were waiting for something,

Yang Hai didn't dare to move when he saw this, and the scene froze to the extreme for a while, although he was quietly surrounded like this, the fear in his heart would not decrease because of this, but slowly increased.

Time passed minute by minute, and Yang Hai's hand holding the gun was already wet with cold sweat at this time, but the four black-robed people still did nothing.

"Is this a prank?"

Seeing that the four black-robed people did nothing after surrounding him, Yang Hai couldn't help but think like this, and the fear in his heart suddenly decreased,

Yang Hai looked at the four black-robed people again, it didn't look very good, a bit like COS, looking at the four one-person-high sickles, and if you looked closely, there was a little plastic, but it was only lacquered, so it looked scary, thinking about it, Yang Hai suddenly relaxed a lot,

"You're a prank, aren't you?" Yang Hai looked at one of the black-robed people, who looked very much like one of his subordinates, "You are Xiao Zhang!" Stop it! Even his own captain dares..."

"Poof!"

Yang Hai didn't even finish speaking, the four black-robed people swung their scythes at the same time, and Yang Hai felt a bone-chilling coldness sweeping through his limbs, in what he thought was the most relaxed moment!

"Ah~"

A miserable scream directly startled the foreman of the Champs-Lige Pavilion, and then Yang Hai suddenly found that he was still at the gate of the Champs-Lige Pavilion.

"I haven't left yet? Did I really drink too much? ”

"Captain Yang, are you alright?"

As the foreman of the Champs-Lige Pavilion, he just received a message from the doorman, saying that Yang Hai walked to the door, but suddenly stood motionless at the door, as if he was frozen, he had no choice but to go down to the door to see, as soon as he approached, he was startled by Yang Hai's shouting,

At this time, Yang Hai also came back to his senses, turned his head and said, "I'm fine, maybe I just drank too much!" ”

Yang Hai took a step forward after saying that, he should be preparing to leave,

"Smack!"

The sound of rotten meat falling on the floor, Yang Hai felt that his limbs were falling off, and his vision was short,

"Poof~"

Blood splatters,

"Ah~"

The screams of the Champs foreman, and then he was directly frightened and fainted,

At this time, Yang Hai's limbs were cut off from the roots and rolled to the ground, Yang Hai was suddenly cut into a stick, and fell to the ground with his face on the ground, and then a tsunami-like pain struck, Yang Hai opened his mouth wide and wanted to scream, but found that he couldn't make a sound, he could only fall to the ground with a hideous face, that kind of pain seemed to be indescribable with an expression, if he could, then Yang Hai's expression at this time was probably it!

And the people around were also frightened at this time, looking at the terrifying scene in front of them in a daze, watching Yang Hai's limbs fall, and looking at Yang Hai's hideous struggle, how long did this struggle last? Nobody knows,

It's just that when the ambulance came, even the nurses who were used to seeing all kinds of tragic corpses were stunned, and in the end, no one cared whether Yang Hai was dead or not, if he really became a human stick, it was better to die!