If those rioting patients are compared to a torrent of tides, then Wu Liang and Du Sheng are undoubtedly like stones pushed by mud and sand.

They were passive, forced, and separated apart.

Even if Wu Liang held Du Sheng's hand, he couldn't stop the laughing and crazy patients.

The two were forcibly separated, and the distance between them became farther and farther apart.

Maybe the monk didn't come, and several of them had already run to Building No. 1 to hide.

But right now, the patients are rushing unreasonably, people are crowded together, people are crowded, and no one knows who is where.

Wu Liang vaguely heard Du Sheng's cries for help and cries, and his face turned pale.

He clenched his fists and let the sick push him, dragging him farther and farther away.

Chen Gou and Liang Hongxin are very smart, and they each chose an inconspicuous corner to hide.

One was looking for signs of the others, and the other was just slanting the corners of his mouth and admiring everything in front of him sinisterly.

Du Sheng was like a helpless child, squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, his body trembling constantly, like a tractor and diesel engine.

He first made a trembling voice in a very small voice: "Don't come here, don't come over, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid." ”

Later, his body shook smaller and smaller, but his voice became louder and louder.

"It's all said, don't come here!"

Du Sheng stood up, and saw that his short black hair was rapidly getting longer, revealing a faint blue light.

His eyes, occupied by pupils, had no whites of their eyes, and they were pitch black.

The long dark blue hair rises without wind.

He seemed to see that the man who was full of alcohol leaned towards him again. He seemed to hear his mother's cries mixed with the sound of glass bottles shattering to the ground.

The head, as if stuffed into a blender, was mixed with the flesh and blood of the soft tissues.

His whole body was still shaking, his breathing was not smooth, his eyes occupied by his pupils were faintly bloody, and a large amount of cold sweat soaked his clothes from the inside out.

The heart also beats violently.

This kind of taste is very uncomfortable.

"Ahh

Du Sheng let out a roar.

In an instant, Chen Gou's face turned pale, and he was surprised to find that the entire Third Hospital, whether it was the ground or the fortress-like earthen walls that had been specially "added" by the script, had oozed cracks, like a beast opening its mouth.

Even the bright sky and the surrounding space that cannot be seen with the naked eye have created cracks.

The sky is falling apart, and the space is distorted!

It's as if this space created out of thin air is about to be torn apart, like an axe splitting the heavens and the earth.

The loud noise, accompanied by the shaking of the whole earth, lasted for a short time and then stopped.

Fortunately, the entire Third Hospital did not collapse.

Looking at Du Sheng's side again, the other person had already fainted and was lying on the ground.

And around him, there was a blood mist, with severed limbs and flesh and blood organs, shattered all over the ground. However, with Du Sheng as the center point, the distance with a diameter of about five meters is very clean.

It's like, on a blank sheet of paper, covering a bowl, and then sprinkling blood directly on the bowl and the white paper.

Finally, the bowl was removed, and the place where the bowl was covered was white and flawless, while the rest of the place was blood-red.

Du Sheng's white face didn't even have a drop of blood on it.

There was a patient who was screaming loudly and running, and suddenly stepped on an eyeball, and then slipped and fell to the ground, half of his body was stained with blood, but he was unaware of it, and still sat up and giggled happily.

A patient stood there stunned, and then ran away, his body instinctively kept him away from Du Sheng, the farther away the better.

A sick person knelt down and said he had seen a spirit.

On the outskirts of the village, the thick black fog apparently dissipated without a trace for a moment, and although it was quickly replenished, the vibration was enough to attract the attention of many people.

Sean, who was guarding outside the village, immediately burst the vest he had just put on, and his tendons and flesh were bulging.

He immediately took out a special mobile phone from his pants pocket and called Yang Haixin.

Outside the village, only Sean is currently the only one guarding here.

The disappearance of the "mad monk" Hui Bing led Yang Haixin and Zhang Yueran to search for his whereabouts together.

Not long ago, Zheng Xijian, who was sitting in the No. 15 branch of Licheng City, suddenly called and said that there were two emergencies in Fengze District related to people who had lost control, and it was suspected that members of the "Bronze Tree" organization were responsible. In a hurry, Zhang Xun and Chen Jielong had no choice but to rush back, Zhang Xun continued to sit in the bureau, and then Chen Jielong and Zheng Xijian handled the case separately.

All of a sudden, the seven-person team that was originally going to carry out the rescue plan was left with Sean and Zheng Siming here.

But not long after, Zhang Xun called from the sub-bureau again, and there was another out-of-control emergency incident in Ludao City, and it was in the downtown neighborhood in front of the public.

Impact, very bad.

As a result, Zheng Siming had no choice but to rush to the mission, leaving Sean alone.

"How could this be such a coincidence?"

Listening to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, Sean felt a little strange.

"Don't snort, I'm not here."

Out of thin air, a circle of smoke as tall as a person appeared, and from the smoke, Yang Haixin and Zhang Yueran walked out one after another.

Yang Haixin pressed the fisherman's hat on his head with one hand, and a half-burned cigarette in the other, and stared at the thick black fog with cloudy and spiritless dead fish eyes, as if he wanted to see something clearly.

After a while, he glanced at Zhang Yueran, who was still wearing a poker face, and said angrily: "Teacher Lan called you over, just pretending to be cold?" ”

Zhang Yueran looked at Yang Haixin and said coldly: "I can't do anything without touching the deity." ”

smashed his mouth, Yang Haixin stopped talking.

He continued to look into the thick black fog, as if those eyes could cut through the black fog and see what was going on inside.

The person lying in the clean circle shook his swollen and aching head, covered his head with both hands, and slowly stood up.

His eyes were bloodshot, like a patient with pink eye, his hair was a little messy, and his face was very pale.

A bold patient slowly leaned over, he grabbed the man's arm, shook it, looked back at the patient in the distance, as if showing off, and said happily: "It's not scary, it's not scary, it's fun, hee-hee, it's fun." ”

Fang Zhe tilted his head to look at the patient, letting his arm be pulled and shaken by the other party, he squeezed out a smile, as if coaxing a child: "Is it really so fun?" ”

"Hey, it's fun." The patient nodded, and the shaking became stronger, and he even felt like he was about to pull a turnip.

In an instant, the other pair of hands grabbed the patient's hair like lightning, and Fang Zhe stared at the patient with those red eyes, still with a smile on his face: "Is it still fun?" ”

His five fingers were forceful, like a mechanical claw in a crane machine, and the patient's head was like a doll that had been caught.

"Ahhh

The patient let go of the hands that were shaking Fang Zhe's arm and grabbed the other arm that Fang Zhe was pinching his head.

But no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't remove the palm from his head, and the pain from the Heavenly Spirit Cover became more and more intense, even more painful than the monster doctor's electric shock!

"Is it still fun?" Fang Zhe's fingers continued to exert force, and he asked again.

"It's not fun, it's not fun!" The patient is already slurring some speech.

Fang Zhe shook his hand, and the patient stumbled, fell to the ground, and crawled with him, fleeing from this terrible man.

"Damn, labor and management hate bear children the most."

The sight swept around, and those patients who were seen either instantly lowered their heads to avoid Fang Zhe's gaze, or screamed and ran away, in short, the pedestrian street that was originally full of people during the National Day holiday instantly became the street of Jinjing City, and the pedestrian street at eight o'clock in the evening of the Chinese New Year's Eve, was empty.

Looking not far away, there was a strange monk standing, Fang Zhe's brows furrowed.

His head hurt so much that he couldn't remember what had happened.

I only knew that he was sleeping in the spiritual world, as if he was being shaken awake, and the next second, when he opened his eyes, he found that he had mastered the dominance of the body.

It's not like exchanging personalities with Xia Ran, he can immediately get all the memory plots from his brain, and this time the handover of personality, there is a blank area in his brain.

The last memory point was only fixed on Dr. Gao's concerned cheeks.

"There's always something wrong with that face."

"What kind of ghost personality came out this time, I can't share my memories, just forget it, what's going on with the scene around here that looks like a massacre."

"He won't use my body, do anything that shouldn't be done, and eat something that can't be eaten!"

Fang Zhe reached out and touched the crotch of his pants for the first time, the size that was difficult to hold with one hand, well, it really didn't change much.

Smash it again, well, nothing strange and bloody.

But in the blink of an eye, he saw the shocking bloody field around him, and those unknown organs and stumps, and instantly felt cold.

"What kind of personality is this?"