The temperature of the air dropped below freezing in an instant, and Chen Mo could almost see the white mist produced by his breathing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Song Yunzhe's body that originally squatted down to remove the tires was also sluggish, although he didn't look back, he also clearly felt the strong cold breath.

The whole alley seemed to have a layer of mist.

Sweat slid down his forehead like beads of ice rolling down his collar, causing goosebumps along the way.

There is death and there is no life.

It's like when you watch a movie, even if you're afraid of the monster inside, you know it won't be real and won't come into your life. But when it does appear, death, may be in the next moment.

Chen Mo was only left with endless regret in his heart at the moment, after seeing the clown's incident and the photos of the demon on the Internet, he should run as far as he wanted, instead of catching up.

The cold fog surged in front of the headlights, and the slender shadows appeared.

Suddenly, Chen Mo's eyes suddenly widened in horror.

A dazzling, slender shadow vanished from the end of the alley.

The corner of his eyes moved slightly, and the thin and tall figure in a suit stood not far from Chen Mo's side at some point, standing so straight and straight behind Song Yunzhe, with a face without facial features silently facing Song Yunzhe's back, as if he was curious about what he was doing, and it seemed that he was just facing it quietly.

Hearing only a crisp click, Chen Mo's ears moved, and his whole body was numb like electricity, and he immediately rolled to the side, and then he heard three huge gunshots in a row.

The light of the headlights reflected on Song Yunzhe's face, and the gun in his hand was emitting gray smoke, and the slender figure disappeared again.

"What was it just now?" Song Yunzhe asked in shock. He just realized that the cold air behind him was pressing, the pores were exploding, and a sense of fear of imminent death was coming from behind, subconsciously, he pulled out his gun, opened the insurance, turned around, shot, and fired three shots in a row in just over a second, but he only had time to see a slender and blurry figure and the surrounding mist.

"That's it!" Chen Mo's tone was a little trembling, he almost couldn't believe that he could react so quickly, if he was half a minute slower, he was afraid that Song Yunzhe's bullet had already pierced him.

Song Yunzhe took the gun and looked around vigilantly for a long time, for a long time, before he asked Chen Mo again:

"Can you still see it?"

"No, I haven't seen it for half a day."

"I'm on guard, you come to change the tire!" Song Yunzhe's eyes suddenly became sharp and he glanced around like an eagle, it was hard to imagine that such a small policeman who looked like Sven could have such sharp eyes.

Chen Mo knew that this was not the time to be nervous and hesitant, it was already a desperate situation, it was better to do what he could do well, and it was right to take the car to the meeting early in a place where there were many people.

Some people, when faced with a desperate situation, are often nervous and overwhelmed, and just hold their heads in their hands and crouch on the ground like ostriches. And some people are just the opposite, the more desperate the situation, the more nervous they are, the bigger their eyes are, the faster their brains turn, and they do things better than usual.

Chen Mo and Song Yunzhe are both such people, the surroundings are becoming more and more silent at the moment, the two of them are becoming more and more focused, and the original nervous and trembling mood has also become a kind of stimulation similar to stimulants.

The car restarted, and the dim lights broke through the fog again and rushed out of the alley.

Originally, it was not too far from the city, but after a while, the number of people gradually increased.

Song Yunzhe rummaged in the car for a long time, found a pack of unopened cigarettes, tore it open, smoked one and lit it.

"Smoke?" Song Yunzhe said.

Chen Mo thought about it, and also took one and lit it, both of them are usually extremely self-disciplined and hate people like tobacco and alcohol, but at this moment, they just want nicotine to wrap their entire lungs.

"Are you sure it's it?" Song Yunzhe parked the car at the door of the police station again, spit out a puff of cigarette, and said with a somewhat stiff expression.

"The lights are shining!" Chen Mo said such a sentence without beginning or end.

"I seem to have seen it too, but it's not very clear, didn't you say that ordinary people can't see it?" Song Yunzhe took another puff of cigarette and said.

"Nothing like this has ever happened before today!" Chen Modao.

Song Yunzhe frowned and looked around again, popped out the cigarette that was still half left in his hand, and then got out of the car and opened the trunk to drag out the old tires from before.

"Joker's knife?" Chen Mo also followed, following Song Yunzhe's line of sight to look at the opening on the old tire, the wide opening looked like the hideous and mocking face of a clown.

Song Yunzhe dropped the tire, sat down on the roadside steps, and took out his mobile phone and dialed a string of numbers.

"Hey, Lao Yang, is there a department like the Dragon Group, the Eleventh Bureau, or the S.H.I.E.L.D. in our country?" Song Yunzhe asked into the phone without a clue.

"I said Xiao Song, when did you become obsessed with online writing? What a dream! "The guy on the other side of the phone called Lao Yang didn't turn around for a long time because of Song Yunzhe's words, and it took a while to say this!

"Didn't you? If not, forget it! Song Yunzhe said with a sigh.

"Did you encounter any bizarre and inexplicable cases again, okay, look at it, being a policeman, who hasn't encountered some indescribable bad things in his life, not to mention that there are no such departments, even if there is this department, we can't give such a white name!" Lao Yang said on the other side of the phone.

"Then you want to name it, what is the name of Xiaobai?" Song Yunzhe asked.

"What do you say about the Male Soldier Company?"

Song Yunzhe snapped and hung up the phone directly.

After such a commotion, the original tense atmosphere has dissipated a lot, and looking at the time, it has already passed twelve o'clock.

"Where is your home? I'll send you back first! The two of them really didn't know what to say at the moment, and after a long time, Song Yunzhe finally burst out of a sentence.

After experiencing such a bizarre thing together just now, there was a lot less unfamiliarity between each other, and Chen Mo didn't bother to shirk it, so he got back into the car.

It wasn't until they arrived at the place where Chen Mo lived, that the two of them were still a little messy in their minds, and before getting out of the car, Song Yunzhe popped out and said that it was best to keep this matter secret, and it was best not to let a third party know about it until the matter was clear.

Chen Mo was naturally noncommittal, after all, he had said it so many times outside, and no one except Song Yunzhe had ever believed it.

Watching Song Yunzhe's Land Rover go all the way, Chen Mo habitually looked around again. The street lights in the community are broken and no one has repaired them so far, and some of them are still half-dead and lit with a little dim light, and it looks better than not lighting up in the middle of the night.

It seems that there are more monsters in places where there are fewer people, but most of them are zombies, fishmen, goblins, etc., and large monsters prefer bustling areas with many people. Because of this, the monsters in Chen Mo's community also seem to be a lot more than outside, this time I looked around casually, and I could see a few fishmen gathered under the few remaining street lamps and didn't know what they were doing, opening their mouths from time to time to shout twice, but Chen Mo couldn't hear it, just like they couldn't see Chen Mo.

Looking up, several three-headed crows flew by in the night sky, one of them still landed on the telephone pole, and it was unknown how the two different worlds saw the telephone pole. As happened today, it seems that the two worlds are unrelated, but they are not completely independent of each other.

It's like a lanky man running down an alley, a fishman surrounded by a street lamp, and a three-headed crow perched on a telephone pole. Chen Mo couldn't help but feel a little chill on his body, and at this moment, he suddenly felt that they might not really be completely unaware of this world as he thought, but he had never cared about these details before.

It seems that everything around him is just a drama around him, everyone knows it, he can see it, but he just pretends not to see each other and does not interfere with each other, and the only one who is kept in the dark is himself.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo only felt that the chill seeped all the way from his skin to his heart, and at some point, a thin layer of fog appeared around him.

Chen Mo's eyes shrank, and in the deepest part of the darkness, at the end of the mist, he vaguely saw a slender shadow standing there, and the tall top hat was the most eye-catching symbol.

In an instant, his heart instantly cracked as if he had been caught.

"Hey, hey, hey! Fear? ”

A low voice suddenly came from behind, Chen Mo suddenly shrank back, rolled to the side by inertia, got up and looked at the position where he was standing, there was still no one in the dark.

A cold dagger rested gently at his neck, and the coldness stirred up a layer of goosebumps in his throat.

"It's you!" Chen Mo's figure froze suddenly, although he couldn't look down at the dagger lying across his throat, he instantly guessed the owner of the dagger.

Unfortunately, the owner of the dagger spoke on to himself as if he had not heard him.

"What does it taste like in your blood, who are you? Fear, little one, I seem to hear your heart beating violently, a living heart, it's a pity, I can't see you, I can't touch you! As he spoke, the dagger slashed lightly from his throat, Chen Mo only felt a chill in his throat, and hurriedly reached out to touch it, but only a little skin was broken, and not even a drop of blood flowed.

Then I saw a white-gloved hand pass through the center of my chest, and my five fingers scratched in the air, but strangely I didn't feel the slightest pain. Immediately, the hand was withdrawn from his chest.

"This is the location of the heart, it's a pity, I can't touch its temperature and the feeling of beating, wait for it, little guy, all this, it won't be long, it won't be long, soon, wait!" The sound became more and more hideous and terrifying, and it became more distant and small.

Chen Mo turned his head violently, but saw a black shadow passing in the air, suddenly landing on the top of a building not far away, a few columns behind, and finally disappeared into the vast night.

Looking into the depths of the original mist, the slender figure disappeared at some point.