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Dachang city center.

The sky here is dark, there is not a single light, the surroundings are silent, all traces of human activity seem to disappear in an instant, and the whole city seems to have become an empty city.

The time is still 6 p.m.

But six o'clock in the summer is not yet nightfall, and the sun is still shining outside, but here it is gradually losing sight.

However, the darkness here did not have the slightest effect on Yang Jian.

His eyes opened.

The pitch-black world was immediately enveloped in a layer of red light, and the surrounding scenery was clearly presented in that eye.

Darkness has a great effect on people, but it has no effect on ghosts.

The effect of the ghost eye, Yang Jian has already figured it out more clearly.

And just as he drove into this ghost domain.

Also on the road is a luxury car Bentley worth more than four million.

The car is just on a temporary license plate, judging from the condition of the car, it should still be newly bought, just from the 4S shop.

The driver was a woman wearing a pink dress, dressed pure and beautiful, although she was not tall and looked a little petite in the car, but her figure was convex and backward, her legs under the skirt were white and slender, and she was a beauty with a high rate of turning heads on the road.

But at this moment, the originally slender legs were due to excessive tension, the muscles were tight, and the green tendons were shown, and one foot took off his shoes and put them on the accelerator, not daring to stop the car.

"What does your boyfriend say, will he come to save us?" In the co-pilot, a female saleswoman held a contract with a worried face.

"I, how do I know, if he wants to save it, he will naturally come to save it. Jiang Yan wanted to cry without tears and continued to drive.

Last time, Yang Jian gave her five million to buy a car, she happily went to pick up the car today, and went to him with sales to sign a contract, who knew that the more he drove on the road, the more wrong it became, the sky around was getting darker and darker, there were still some people before, a few cars, but now, there is no one left.

The whole city was empty, as if it had been turned into a ghost town.

Jiang Yan realized that something was wrong with the situation and hurriedly called Yang Jian.

"I think it's better to call the police," the saleswoman said.

Jiang Yan said with a crying voice: "It's useless to call the police, we are a ghost, no one can save us except Yang Jian, and Jesus can't do it, I have encountered this unfortunate thing before, without him I would have died a long time ago, this time is the same, I don't want to die, my good life has just begun, it is too cost-effective to die here in such a daze." ”

"You don't scare yourself, it's not necessarily really haunted. The saleswoman was not so scared, and she was still in the mood to be a big customer.

Jiang Yan bit her lip, her fingers looked a little white because she was grasping the steering wheel, "No, it must be haunted, it must be, and the situation this time is different from last time, otherwise Yang Jian will tell me to lie on the ground and not move, and he will not let me keep moving, don't stop." ”

"You and your boyfriend must be very good at playing. The saleswoman said.

"I'm not talking about that, it's about ghosts, I've encountered ghosts before. Jiang Yan said, she didn't dare to stop, and she didn't dare to drive too fast.

The headlights only wait to illuminate a range of a few meters.

She was driving in the dark, for fear of accidentally driving to some strange place.

"Ding Ding Ding~!"

Suddenly, a chime sounded in the car.

The dashboard suddenly showed that the passenger driver's door was open.

"What?"

Jiang Yan's eyes suddenly widened, and she glanced at the position of the female saleswoman in horror.

It was pitch black outside the window, but a figure could be faintly seen reflected in the window, revealing a vague outline, and no matter how fast the car was, there was no way to drag it.

And the door was locked, but now it opened slowly as the dashboard showed.

A gap was exposed.

The cold breath outside hit the face, and the temperature inside the carriage instantly dropped by several degrees.

A stiff, white palm without a trace of blood slowly poked in along the crack in the open door, trying to grab the saleswoman in the passenger seat.

"Quick, close the door. Jiang Yan shouted in horror.

The saleswoman didn't know what was going on, but instinctively pulled the car door, because she did see the door suddenly open.

In an instant, the miserable white palm stuck in the car door, and immediately changed shape, the flesh and skin cracked, and a rotten stench wafted in.

"Ah~!"

The saleswoman who had just grabbed the car door screamed in fright when she saw the palm of her hand at this time, and the contract in her hand was also put aside, and the whole person almost shrank in fright.

The doors were all open.

The darkness was like thick ink, eroded into the carriage.

The lights in the car flickered as if the electrical circuits were in poor contact.

The saleswoman screamed non-stop.

Jiang Yan bit her lip to prevent herself from making a sound, and the accelerator under her feet unconsciously stepped deeper and deeper.

At the moment, on another road.

"The scope of the Ghost Domain has grown. Yang Jian drove on the road with a bright head, but soon he stopped.

The road ahead is blocked.

All of them are vehicles parked at the intersection.

On the side of the road, a sign that reads: Victory Road stands there, the paint is peeling off and rusty.

If it weren't for Yang Jian having been here before, he really didn't know what this place was.

"Rose Bar?" Yang Jian stopped the car and looked to the side.

A tattered bar appeared in front of him, the signboard fell, the four words of the rose bar had fallen off, only one word "ghost" remained, still hanging in the air, flashing brightly, and on the second floor of the bar, through the broken glass, he vaguely saw a corpse hanging in a box on the second floor, the corpse shook slightly, the neck was strangled by a rope, and the head was tilted to the side.

Through the ghost's eyes, Yang Jian could also see that the man was holding a cigar in his mouth, emitting a slight smoke, as if he had just died.

"The ghost is no longer here, now the top priority is to find Jiang Yan first, it is better to save others than to save your own people first. Yang Jian quickly withdrew his gaze.

Step on the accelerator.

He rushed straight onto the sidewalk, forced his way around the junction, and continued on to other places.

Not long after he drove away.

The corpse hanging on the second floor of the bar suddenly opened its eyes.

The cigar in his mouth suddenly lit up with a red light, as if he had been sucked.

When driving to another section, Yang Jian suddenly heard a scream, and at the same time, the ghost eye looked in one direction uncontrollably as if he had been stimulated by something.

A hot pot restaurant.

And it's on the second floor.

"There are ghosts there. ”

This abnormal movement of the ghost eye made Yang Jian immediately understand the situation ahead.

However, while there are ghosts, it also means that there are people.

Only people scream.

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