Chapter 98: The Horror Side Effects of the Black Booklet
Zhang Fan saw the broken street lamp and smashed it towards him, a sense of crisis shook in his heart, he didn't dare to be careless, he stepped forward, forcibly twisted his body, and rolled to the other side, which narrowly and narrowly avoided the sudden fatal danger.
"Bang dang!"
The broken street lamp made a dull sound and smashed into the next steps, smashing the marble steps into a net-like crack.
Seeing the street lamp smashing on the steps, Zhang Fan suddenly gasped, and his eyes were full of fear.
He didn't do anything at all, how could he encounter all kinds of terrifying and unexpected dangers one after another, could it be that what this fortune teller said was true? Did he really have a bloody disaster recently?
Shouldn't this be?
At this moment, Zhang Fan was stunned, his mind was full of doubts, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of a reason.
"Perhaps, it's all a coincidence!"
Zhang Fan's voice trembled and he muttered softly.
But the moment he finished saying this, the mutation happened again.
I saw that a meat vendor in the distance was slashing the fat on the board with all his might, but just as he swung a knife, the next moment, the kitchen knife in his hand flew out uncontrollably and slashed towards Zhang Fan's head.
The kitchen knife made a whizzing sound in the air, marking a kitchen knife remnant.
At the same time, when Zhang Fan thought it was a coincidence, he inadvertently glanced at it, and also saw the kitchen knife that was slashing towards him.
At this time, the kitchen knife was still stained with a lot of meat foam.
"Holy! No way! Could it be that this fortune teller is true?! ”
Zhang Fan was shocked and couldn't help shouting.
Although his face was shocked, Zhang Fan didn't dare to continue to stand in place and wait for the kitchen knife to chop, but turned sideways and dodged suddenly.
At the moment when he dodged, the kitchen knife also slashed past.
"This is too unlucky, isn't it, don't you let me see blood today, and you won't give up?"
Zhang Fan watched the kitchen knife fly by, and his face was much gloomy.
As if to verify his idea, the kitchen knife that originally flew over slammed into the broken street lamp that smashed on the ground, and then the two collided, splashing a spark on the ground, and by inertia, the kitchen knife was bounced up again, and it slashed towards Zhang Fan's head again.
"What kind of kidding is this!!"
Seeing the kitchen knife split again, Zhang Fan was completely stunned, his mouth grew big, and the whole person was dumbfounded.
"I really didn't look at the yellow calendar with my exit permit today, how could I be unlucky to this extent!!"
Zhang Fan was short of breath, and he rolled on the spot again, dangerously avoiding the chopping of the kitchen knife.
In the end, the kitchen knife slashed straight into a dense tree, and there was no movement.
"Is this place haunted?"
Looking at the kitchen knife inserted in the big tree, Zhang Fan only felt that his mouth was dry, and a sense of unease gradually rose in his heart.
"It's not good to stay here for a long time, so let's leave quickly!"
Zhang Fan shuddered, feeling chills all over his body, as if some terrifying ghost was staring at him in the corner.
Zhang Fan retreated in his heart, he felt that it was better to leave here.
Just as he was about to leave here, he raised his foot and just took a few steps forward, but the next moment, something unbelievable happened again.
"Buzz!"
"Crackle, crackle!"
"Smack!"
The two rows of high-voltage lines above Zhang Fan's head instantly ignited a thick fire, and the electric light burst out in all directions, and it snapped and snapped.
Immediately afterwards, two rows of high-voltage wires mixed with high power smashed vertically towards Zhang Fan with crackling electric sparks.
"Mayay!"
After Zhang Fan heard the crackling sound of the wires, he saw the two rows of wires smashing towards him at a glance.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan was taken aback, his heart chuckled, a dense cold sweat overflowed on his forehead, and he let out a low exclamation, without saying a word, he rolled on the side of a donkey again, but fortunately, he was able to dodge in the end.
Dodge is dodging, but his luck is not very good, when he rolled, he didn't see the steps in front of him, and his head pierced up, and his forehead hit the edges and corners of the steps, and he was knocked out of bright red blood in an instant.
As blood spilled from his forehead, the two rows of electric sparks just now suddenly lost any current and turned into two rows of ordinary wires.
And when Zhang Fan was even more shocked, the kitchen knife inserted in the big tree also clattered, loosened from the tree, and quickly fell to the ground.
The broken street lamp also seemed to have long legs, and it rolled down the steps and fell into the grass.
Not only that, but even the big truck that overturned on its side on the ground swayed and straightened itself again.
Everything unthinkable was back to normal, as if it had never happened.
Zhang Fan, who watched this scene, was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.
"Are you alright?"
Just when Zhang Fan was stunned, suddenly, the fortune teller just now ran over with a shocked face, and when he saw blood spilling from Zhang Fan's forehead, his face changed drastically.
"I'm fine!"
Zhang Fan vigorously covered the bleeding forehead wound, his voice was shocked, and he replied in a low voice.
"Master, you are really accurate, I really have a bloody disaster!"
Zhang Fan's expression was full of disbelief, as if he had not recovered from the series of strange fatal accidents just now.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the fortune teller was also stunned and stunned on the spot.
Good guy, how come all the nonsense he talks about inexplicably works?
Don't look at him as a fortune teller on the surface, in fact he is an out-and-out god stick and charlatan.
Just now he said that Zhang Fan would have a bloody disaster in the near future, it was completely nonsense, and his main purpose was to cheat a thousand yuan from Zhang Fan.
After all, it's too hard to make money right now.
"Do you want to go to the hospital and bandage it!"
The fortune teller was afraid that Zhang Fan would misunderstand that what had just happened was led by him, so he hurriedly asked with concern.
"It's okay, no need!"
Zhang Fan waved his hand and rejected the fortune teller's kindness.
Zhang Fan touched the blood on his forehead and found that it was not a lot, but only a slight cut, so he rejected the idea of going to the hospital, and now he still has a very important thing to do, that is, to find Ma Xiuqin.
Looking at the various items scattered on the ground, Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly thought of something.
After a little thought, he directly opened the personal information column and looked inside.
The moment he opened the personal information bar, his breath suddenly stopped.
"Sure enough!"
Zhang Fan's expression changed, and he said with a solemn expression.
Because, at this time, he saw an extremely conspicuous 1 in the personal information column and in the amulet column!
This 1 means that he has a treasure of an amulet at the moment.
Zhang Fan took a deep breath and hurriedly clicked on the talisman column.
Soon, the information inside also popped out with a dingdong.
[Amulet Name: Black Leather Manual]
[Effect: A mysterious strategy manual left by someone who doesn't know who left it, which can provide the holder with a sharp help]
[Although it can provide unimaginable help to the holder, it is also accompanied by extremely terrifying side effects, after each use, a series of extremely miserable doom will descend around the holder, and this doom cannot be stopped without blood!] 】
[Although its side effects are extremely terrifying, the holders of the past generations will eventually be unable to control it, and will continue to indulge in it until countless terrible misfortunes come to torment to death!] 】
After reading the information of this black manual, Zhang Fan suddenly realized in his heart, and at the same time couldn't help but gasp, he finally understood the horror of this black manual now.
Sure enough, the harvest and the cost go hand in hand.