Seeing that Uncle Yu was in danger, I didn't hesitate.

picked up the bamboo pole on the ground that was sprayed with blood on the tip of the tongue, and scolded:

"Go!"

stabbed Zhang Qiang in the back.

With a "whoosh", the bamboo pole directly pierced Zhang Qiang's body.

His body trembled in pain, and his mouth let out a scream of "woo".

Uncle Yu also loosened his hand.

Uncle Yu seized the opportunity and hurriedly got out.

But Zhang Qiang turned his head.

At this time, he exuded wisps of black gas all over his body, and he looked extremely weird.

Not only that, but he glared at me with a half-bloody face.

grabbed me and stabbed him with a bamboo pole.

With a "bang" in his hand, the bamboo pole exploded instantly and turned into bamboo strips.

The exploded bamboo pole also cut two bloody cuts in my palm.

The gust of wind weighed me out a little.

I could only step back step by step, behind the fire that was about to be extinguished

I also added a few pieces of cardboard to make the fire bigger.

But now, the fire just can't burn.

And the flames that burn out are also dark green, and it doesn't feel warm.

Uncle Yu also picked up the dragon head kitchen knife that fell on the ground.

Hurriedly leaned over to me.

Uncle Yu and I are not opponents of Zhang Qiang, the drowned ghost.

At this moment, I don't dare to be hard at all, just on guard.

"Uncle Yu, are you okay?"

I asked nervously.

Uncle Yu stared at Zhang Qiang, who was pulling out the bamboo pole on his chest little by little, and replied:

"It's fine. This goddamn is even more powerful than I imagined. ”

"Uncle Yu, is there any other way?"

Uncle Yu shook his head:

"There's no way, just heat it up.

If you can drag it out, we will both have to die if we can't hold it off. ”

Speaking of which, Zhang Qiang had completely pulled out the bamboo pole.

Half a face, and a large bloody hole in the chest.

It's terrifying to watch.

He lowered his head slightly and began to walk towards the two of us.

mouth, still hoarse;

"Come with me, it's time to hit the road......"

But I angrily replied to him:

"Get on your sister! Dead and still pestering Lao Tzu! ”

But Zhang Qiang continued to approach us as if he didn't understand.

With each step he took, the cold feeling became stronger.

The flame in front of us will decrease a little.

In his mouth, he continued to speak:

"The teacher is urging ......"

At this point, the fire in front of us "poofed" and was blown out by the gloomy wind.

Without the deterrence of the fire, Zhang Qiang has no scruples.

Raising a pair of ghost claws, he pounced on me and Uncle Yu with a "whoosh".

Uncle Yu's eyes widened, and he raised the dragon head kitchen knife in his hand to slash.

As a result, the ghost didn't cut it, but it was slapped to the ground by Zhang Qiang's paw.

There was also a cut on his neck and face, and blood flowed.

The leading kitchen knife also fell in front of me.

"Uncle Yu!"

I exclaimed.

Uncle Yu covered the wound on his neck and couldn't get up for a while.

But Zhang Qiang has already set his eyes on me.

The tone became a little lower:

"Come with me, it's time for class......"

I saw that there was no way to avoid it, and Uncle Yu was also injured.

was also ruthless, gritting his teeth fiercely.

picked up the dragon head kitchen knife that fell to the ground, and roared angrily:

"On your paralyzed ......"

Raising the kitchen knife, it slashed at the door of his head.

But this knife goes down, and he looks like he's nothing.

Instead, he raised his claws and pinched my neck.

At that moment, the whole body was like deflated, and he lost his strength in an instant.

I noticed that his eyes had turned solid black.

There is no white eye at all.

Coupled with the half-blooded face and hideous face, it makes people's scalps numb.

He grabbed me by the neck and continued to speak:

"This time, you can't run away......"

With that, he grabbed me by the neck and lifted me into the air.

I couldn't breathe, I felt like I was suffocating.

struggles, too, become useless.

Uncle Yu covered the wound on his neck and wanted to get up to save me.

But he can't stand up, he can't protect himself, how can he save me?

Gradually, I felt a wave of dizziness set in.

I couldn't stop rolling my eyes up.

I know that I am afraid that I will die here.

That is, Uncle Yu was affected.

There are 10,000 unwilling ...... in my heart

But just when I was about to lose consciousness and be strangled to death.

Between his snorts, he suddenly smelled a pungent smell of formalin.

This hint of flavor made me instantly feel a little refreshed.

In the afterglow of the eye, there seemed to be a person standing on the roof of another nearby building.

Dressed in yellow, he looks like a food delivery person.

He looked at us and craned his neck, not knowing what to do.

But the next moment, there was a sudden sound of a rooster crowing.

"Goo-goo-goo......"

The sound was loud and resounded all around.

And choking my neck and drowning the ghost Zhang Qiang was like being struck by lightning.

The whole body shook violently.

The black eyes suddenly turned gray and pupils appeared.

The claw that grabbed my neck was just released.

With a "bang", my whole body fell to the ground weakly.

Immediately, when I saw Zhang Qiangmuna, he reached out and pulled out the dragon head kitchen knife on his forehead and threw it on the ground at will.

Half of his severed face, and the bloody holes on his body, automatically recovered as before.

He just looked blank and turned away.

He wasn't looking at me and Uncle Yu either, and he didn't talk.

On tiptoe, he walked to the gate of the rooftop.

Soon, it disappeared......

And Uncle Yu, who covered his neck and struggled to get up, saw the drowned ghost Zhang Qiang leaving.

At this moment, he excitedly said to me:

"Hahaha, the rooster crows.

Little ginger, we are safe, safe......"

Listening to Uncle Yu's excited voice, my body gradually regained a trace of strength.

He was also uncomfortable, and got up from the ground.

The first time I looked at the rooftop of a building next to me.

Just look again, it's empty.

In the air, there was not a trace of the pungent formalin smell.

However, the most important thing at present is to treat Uncle Yu's injuries.

He had a scratch on his neck, and blood soaked his shirt.

His face also turned very pale.

If the bleeding does not stop quickly, treatment is given.

Uncle Yu is likely to suffer from hemorrhagic shock or even death due to excessive bleeding.

"Uncle Yu, don't talk, I'll take you to the hospital."

After that, I took off my shirt and used it as a bandage for temporary pressure to stop the bleeding.

Insert the faucet kitchen knife into the scabbard,

Regardless of whether Uncle Yu wanted it or not, he picked up Uncle Yu and ran downstairs.

When I passed by the door on the seventh floor, I found that the door was closed, but I still sped up.

I'm afraid that the old woman will rush out of the room and harm the two of us.

When I ran downstairs, Uncle Yu was still saying to me:

"I'm fine, let me go down!"

But how could I let him down, there were already many blood vessels in his neck.

With lacerations, the bleeding must be stopped as soon as possible.

The more he moved, the more he bled out.

"Uncle Yu, don't speak, press the wound, I'll take you to the hospital first......"

When I got to the door, I found that Uncle Yu's battery car had been stolen.

My phone is wet and I can't use it, and Uncle Yu's phone is still in the murderous house.

There was no car on the road.

I carried Uncle Yu on my back and could only run forward.

During this period, I encountered three private cars, and when I saw that I was shirtless, Uncle Yu was covered in blood.

None of them wanted to pull us.

Uncle Yu's situation is becoming less and less optimistic.

Just when I was anxious.

An early bus stopped in front of us silently......