Chapter Forty-Seven: Wall Street's Headhunter Death

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The old lady said....." As she said this, the dog pounced on me and grabbed me by the neck, "Twelve o'clock is your time of death!" When he pinched me, his face turned white, and he couldn't help but shout, his heart was about to jump out at that moment, and the others were also startled by Gouyu's move, and Gouyu saw that I was frightened and embarrassed, and let go of his hand with a smile.

"Hahaha, I said you guys would be scared."

I patted my chest in a daze, I haven't completely recovered from the state of being scared and shocked just now, to be honest, the story he told is not scary, the horror is that when I listen carefully, it suddenly pounces, I give him a thumbs up, no matter how the effect is achieved, it really scares me to pee.

"Anyone who has heard my story is not shocked," said the dog proudly.

"Li Gou, you can do it left! When I played it before, I talked about it the worst, and my feelings were holding back my big move! The monkey was also frightened by the dog's actions just now, and said with praise.

"I used to be low-key, I'm afraid your little heart can't stand the birds"

"If you have it, don't be good, you can use this trick once" After that, the three of them looked at Zhang Wenlong and Zhang Wenhu together, it seems that they often play this kind of talk, and even the order is fixed, just now a few of us were taken aback, and there was no such thing as much to say, Zhang Wenlong and Zhang Wenhu started talking directly.

"Then let's talk about one together, just because you haven't seen it in advance doesn't mean it hasn't happened" Others will deliberately make their voices seem yin and yang when they tell ghost stories, but the two brothers spoke in a cold tone as usual.

"The two of us grew up abroad, so the stories we tell are all legends about foreign countries, and the next thing we want to talk about is the shocked Hua WallStreetexecutivesearchagodofdeathSamJessie" These two brothers look the same, when you say a word, I thought there was a hallucination in front of me, but fortunately, the later stories were all told by my brother Zhang Wenlong.

"The Wall Street Headhunter Death dominated the headlines of the city's newspapers at the time, not only because of his cruelty, but also because of his devilish intelligence, the local police could not catch him even with all their might, and his most recognizable symbol was that he did not turn on any headlights in the dark night, slowly approached you on a sparsely populated road, and then took advantage of the fact that you were unprepared to stick a special scythe out of the car window and put it close to your neck, and then the car accelerated violently, and before passers-by could react, the head rolled to the ground, At this time, Sam took a special awl and stuck it in the decapitated head and walked away, and the locals almost found a headless corpse that had been smoothly cut off above the neck on the side of the road, and for a while the yellow car became everyone's nightmare, and even for a while, no one was still hanging outside at seven o'clock at night, and Sam Jesse's motive was just because he felt excited, Sam Jesse was originally an ordinary employee who recycled second-hand cars, According to his neighbors, he was originally a cheerful young man, and then because he participated in the cruise ship gambling owed a huge amount of money and was stuffed in the house all day long, one night he drove a newly recycled second-hand truck to go home, no one on the road saw that no one began to drag race, no one expected that the empty road suddenly ran past a woman, Sam Jesse braked sharply It was too late, and when the car stopped, the woman had been holding her arm by the front wheel and howling loudly, Sam Jesse wanted to go down to save her, But no one thought that the brake lever of this recovered truck failed, although Sam Jesse stepped on the brakes, the car still moved slowly little by little, step by step over the woman's body, the head below the waist was crushed into minced meat, in this short period of time, Sam Jesse from the beginning of the horror, to see the woman with only the head turned into excitement, he disposed of the woman's body, the next day as if nothing happened to go to work as usual, and then he modified a second-hand Santana car, Decorated like a taxi, he wears a party mask every night and becomes a grim reaper in the dark night, driving dozens of miles to hunt the head of a lone person, Sam Jesse uploads his results to the dark web (the deep network of IP cannot be traced) He slowly placed his cut off head in a six-layer glass cabinet, sealed with wax and can be preserved for a long time, and it is like a work of art, and he has gained a lot of fans in the dark web, and they have asked to add more "artworks" There are also some people who question his heads, all of which are said to be fakes made of wax figures, so Sam Jesse put the DV machine next to the taxi where he committed the crime, and recorded the process of cutting off his head, and no one has questioned him since then, and officially called him the Taxi Headhunter Grim Reaper, and then the CIA personnel pretended to be Sam's fans, and after a month-long intentional or unintentional cliché, the police finally arrested the devil, just when everyone thought that this matter was over, On Sam Jesse's first night in prison, dozens of yellow cars suddenly appeared on the streets of Wall Street, killing dozens of people overnight in the same way as Sam Jesse, and leaving spray paint on the street walls!!!! Tonight, each and every one of us is a taxi headhunter!! The reason is because when Sam Jesse was on the dark web, he joined an organization called the Rabbit Gang, and I will leave the Rabbit Gang for next time, my story is finished" Zhang Wenlong's tone almost did not change when he said this, but we listened to it with horror.

"Brother Long always sells the next story after telling one, is it to kill us in a hurry?" The monkey said dissatisfiedly, Zhang Wenlong just smiled and stopped talking.

"It's not the first time Brother Long has been like this, I've long been used to it, who is next" Huang Baike looked at me after speaking.

"It used to be the finale of Brother Long, but today you are here to replace you with the finale, and the worst one is responsible for sweeping the ground for a month" Li Gouyu patted his shoulder and said, looking at their expectant eyes, I thought to myself that I must crush all the stories they told before me into slag, as a person who has read horror novels since childhood, it is naturally easy to tell a horror story, but it is not easy to tell them as well as they do, and after thinking about it for a long time, I was sure.

"The next story I'm going to tell is the ..... of the 90s human flesh tea house incident"