It's getting dark.

Crossing the fence of the highway, the tattered and withered branches were like sharp blades, and Lu Huanhuan's padded jacket was broken under several scratches. The lint flew and landed on the ground like a signpost pointing them in the direction they were running.

Their whirring and gasping breath turned into two white mist and dissipated into the air, and the bitter wind came from the boundless wilderness, blowing their hearts to tremble alone.

"Take your clothes off!" Zhang Bing glanced back, his face flushed a little sickly.

Her boyfriend's somewhat harsh tone did not make Lu Huanhuan feel aggrieved, she had already noticed the cotton wool that fell from her clothes, took off her clothes decisively, and still went to the haystack on the side.

They continued to run forward, like a couple who couldn't make it to the beginning of a movie.

However, the sense of urgency in my heart is not the expectation of the opening movie, but a desire for life and the fear of death!

Zhang Bing's eyes were confused, and the increasingly thick night made him involuntarily have a stronger fear.

He couldn't help but think of that scene.

In the bus, the tentacles that danced like sharp knives violently disemboweled the female toll collector in front of her; Then came the driver, the blade piercing his head like an arrow.

The driver's body slammed straight on the steering wheel, and the bus, which had lost control, rushed out of the lane like a wild horse and collided with a private car amid the terrified screams of all the passengers.

The passenger who was not wearing a seatbelt was thrown off the air, his head hit open the glass, blood was spilling and his body was stuck in the window.

The other passengers opened the doors like a swarm of ants being driven away.

The ants are afraid of humans, and behind them, the soles of the giant's feet step by step, threatening their lives. Faced with such danger, everyone chose to flee.

Fear, fear.

One of the oldest emotions in the human heart is awakened, and the whispers of the devil are repeated in their ears.

Run, all you can do now is run.

"Old, old Zhang! Whining...... I can't run! ”

Her girlfriend, who was already crying in makeup, seemed to have given up hope of life, and she suddenly broke free of Zhang Bing's hand and stared at her lover with an almost desperate pathos.

"He's coming." Zhang Bing's throat was dry, but he didn't say any words of encouragement as he imagined.

After more than 20 years of ordinary life, he has completely forgotten his hunting instinct as an animal.

Once upon a time, he was a living, civilized man, faced with a repetitive life, with the pressure he had to bear, and he had no room to give everything to what was in front of him.

But what awaits him is the difficulty of the body and the stubborn disease with little hope of healing.

He didn't think it could be any worse.

The monster wrapped in clothes was beyond human cognition, and its arms were stretched out and folded like a scythe, which made him think of a praying mantis.

Praying mantis that preys on humans.

Zhang Bing thought that he would be so scared that he cried out, like a helpless girlfriend, he became pessimistic, and the hope in his heart was shattered into scum; But he was surprised to find that there was no sign of fear except for the pounding heart.

Is it a loss of fear?

Not.

He gulped in the cold air, as if his face had been soaked in wine, greedy.

At this moment, he suddenly understood that he had long been prepared for death.

Did it start when I learned that I had an incurable disease, or did it start with this nightmarish killing?

It doesn't matter anymore.

……

"Call me at this time to do something."

At three o'clock in the morning, on the balcony of the dormitory in the west area of Tinglin University.

The fog-like black enveloped the entire university town, and in the cold and clear air, the exhaled snort turned into a white mist visible to the naked eye.

Zhuo Xuan tried his best to keep his voice down, his hand gently resting on the hard and rough concrete maintenance, and his thin clothes penetrated into the cold air of early winter, piercing the bone marrow.

"The beast appeared."

The cold electronic voice seemed to be full of some kind of anticipation, and the response made Zhuo Xuan's brows slowly tangled.

The beast appeared at this time?

"Where's the location?"

"Around the highway to Marina City. Bring your phone and I'll send you the range, pay attention, beasts have extremely strong killing abilities. ”

If there was no reminder in the second half of the sentence, Zhuo Xuan would definitely be suspicious of this sudden phone call.

Beasts have a strong ability to kill.

However, even if he knew this at this moment, Zhuo Xuan didn't feel much luck.

Statues that can teleport, playbooks with the ability to play, "Nightmare Eyes" that have been embedded in the eyes, and "Missionary Books" that you can't find a chance to use.

This is all Zhuo Xuan's tricks.

With these limited number of tricks, how can you contain a beast with "extremely strong killing ability"?

If it were Zhou Xueqiu, what would he do?

Zhuo Xuan fell into deep thought.

A cold wind blew quietly, pouring into his body along the cracks in his thin clothes, freezing his thoughts.

Zhuo Xuan was motionless, like a silent statue.

……

The red and blue light was extinguished with the shrill sound of a horn.

The door of the parked police car opened after a soft sound, and Zhang Lian, who had a tired face, got out of the door.

He breathed in the slightly cold air of the night, and was a little unaccustomed to being exposed to such blackness. The flashlight turned on pointed the way to the rest of the officers behind him, and a gloved forensic doctor was ready to take the evidence of blood samples.

"Hurry up."

As Superintendent of Police II, Zhang Lian does have the power to give orders.

As soon as his words fell, several police officers began to act. Zhang Lian paced slowly, looking at the damaged fence that had been knocked into it, imagining the intense scene after the traffic accident.

Thick blood remained at the scene, and some of it was already showing signs of drying up.

"Boss," a police officer with a slightly immature face walked quickly to Zhang Lian's side, lifting the soft-sealed bag in his hand, "This was found by the forensic doctor." ”

The light of the flashlight hits the transparent bag, and the pieces of minced meat stained with dried blood are very visually impactful, making people feel physically uncomfortable.

Zhang Lian thought that he would feel a little nauseous, but when his eyes stared at the broken flesh, the shock that broke out of the shell corroded his mind little by little......

It was done by the same murderer!

In that community, with broken corpses and streams of blood, everything seemed to be back to square one.

Zhang Lian's heart was as heavy as lead.

He snapped back to the events of that day.

After Zhuo Xuan and others left, reinforcements from the Metropolitan Police Department finally arrived at the scene. Zhang Lian and the rest of the police officers have been busy investigating at the scene; Towards the end of the work, when the police were about to conduct a routine investigation to collect evidence, they knocked on doors, but less than half of the residents responded.