Wu Biao's two brothers helped him get the wooden planks tied in the chrysanthemums, and pointed at Xiao Zhuo and cursed.

"I don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the rabbit cub, are you looking for death?!"

That domineering posture seemed to dismantle Xiao Zhuo into eight pieces.

Wu Biao's face twitched in pain, and a transparent hara flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his expression was as funny as it was.

He ...... What the hell...... Hurt...... It hurts me to death!"

The chrysanthemum hurt so badly that the nail was stuck in the hole, and he couldn't pick it off, and it hurt so much that his tears soared.

Xiao Zhuo looked gloating, and said with a smile: "Hey, let you be arrogant, was you blown up by nails?"

"You...... What the hell, I'm angry!" Wu Biao was annoyed and ashamed, and his face was flushed.

His butt hurt so much that he was about to explode, and the rabbit cub in front of him was actually making fun of him, ahhhh

"Brothers, cut off this rabbit's hand for me!"

Wu Biao was so angry that he wanted to pick out the nails in the chrysanthemum and pierce them into Xiao Zhuo's nostrils.

The corners of Xiao Zhuo's lips raised, revealing a cheap smile, and he hummed fearlessly: "Come on, afraid of you?"

There is nothing to be afraid of dealing with the two brothers behind him, that is, the matter of moving a finger.

However, Xiao Zhuo just had this idea in his mind, and in the next second, he was instantly dumbfounded.

"Boom!"

Xiao Zhuo was stunned, and almost all the people in the night snack street stood up, some men and women, and some of them grabbed the beer bottles on the table and walked towards him menacingly.

There are hundreds of people! After being beaten by these crowds, his head can't bloom?

Xia Xiaoqian was frightened by this posture and cried, she hid behind Xiao Zhuo and shivered, crying: "Little brother, what should we do?"

Xiao Zhuo was in a hurry, and finally came up with a clever plan to save his life!

"Run!" Xiao Zhuo dragged Xia Xiaoqian and ran away.

"Ahh

was so frightened that Xiao Zhuo hurriedly came to a 100-meter sprint.

"Little brother, I can't keep up with you!" Xia Xiaoqian ran out of breath, tripped over a stone under her feet, and almost fell to the ground.

Xiao Zhuo quickly grabbed her and lifted her on her back.

He was running fast, and the gangsters behind him were chasing after him.

Running and running, even Xiao Zhuo himself didn't realize that he had run into a dead end, and ten meters in front of them, a thick wall blocked their way.

Xia Xiaoqian cried again: "Little brother, what should we do? ”

"Don't worry, hold me tight!" Xiao Zhuo tiptoed, leaned forward, stepped on the wall and jumped over the ten-meter-high wall with ease.

"Ahh......h Incredible!

The group of thugs stopped in front of the wall, and everyone looked at each other, as if they were confused by the Erzhang monk.

Someone asked, "Strange, what about them?"

Someone exclaimed: "That man ran over the wall!"

Some people questioned: "How can this wall be climbed over when it is ten meters high?"

didn't catch anyone for the boss, and the gangsters had to go home.

Behind this wall is an urban village, full of decades-old dilapidated buildings.

The roads in the urban village are narrow, the roadside garbage is piled up, and the stench of garbage fills the road on a sultry midsummer night.

"Whoosh-" A cool air came to his face, and Xiao Zhuo frowned slightly.

The roadside lights are dim, and the atmosphere is a little eerie. With each step Xiao Zhuo took, the cold became heavier. The cold breath lingered around him, and his feet seemed to be stepping on extremely cold ice, and the chill was a little biting.

What a heavy yin qi!

The Yin Qi was only felt by him alone, and it was usually only in the cemetery that such a heavy Yin Qi could be felt.

However, this is just an ordinary residential area, and it stands to reason that the yin qi cannot be so heavy.

It was like a hundred corpses buried underground, condensing a lot of dead air.

Xiao Zhuo glanced at the buildings around him, and saw no other ghosts except for the male ghost following him.

Xia Xiaoqian walked beside Xiao Zhuo and bit her lip slightly, she had met many men with impure purposes. Although Xiao Zhuo saved himself, he was still wary of him in his heart.

"Little brother. Xia Xiaoqian called him.

Xiao Zhuo paused: "What's wrong?"

Xia Xiaoqian looked at Xiao Zhuo timidly, the man in front of her was handsome and handsome, and he looked cynical, such a man made her wonder whether it was good or bad.

"Little brother, thank you for sending me back tonight. I'm almost home, you can go back first. ”

Xiao Zhuo knew that Xia Xiaoqian was defensive of himself, and he glanced at the male ghost standing beside him.

The male ghost's only remaining eyeball was staring intently at Xia Xiaoqian. When he saw his family, his originally tense facial expression finally eased.

"Sister, add my WeChat. Xiao Zhuo directly took out his mobile phone and clicked on his QR code.

Xia Xiaoqian hesitated for a while, and couldn't help but associate Xiao Zhuo with the men who harassed her before.

Seeing Xia Xiaoqian's look of resistance, Xiao Zhuo explained: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to inquire about your brother." ”

Xia Xiaoqian was surprised: "Do you know my brother?"

Her expression was calm and calm, and she didn't show the slightest sadness, as if she didn't know that her brother had passed away.

Xiao Zhuo asked tentatively, "Is your brother missing?"

Xia Xiaoqian was indifferent: "I don't know, he often haunts, and it's not uncommon for him to disappear for more than half a year." ”

Obviously, Xia Xiaoqian is a little unhappy, it seems that her relationship with her brother is not good.

Xia Xiaoqian added Xiao Zhuo's WeChat and asked, "My name is Xia Xiaoqian, what about you?"

"Xiao Zhuo. Xiao Zhuo looked at the time on his phone, it was almost zero.

"I'd like to know a little bit about your brother. ”

Xia Xiaoqian nodded reluctantly: "Okay, I'll tell you on my phone." ”

Xiao Zhuomu sent Xia Xiaoqian away, and only after she was far away did he say to the male ghost: "Brother, your sister doesn't seem to like you very much, and you often leave home?"

The male ghost lowered his head, feeling a little lost.

After a while, he raised his hand and gestured a few words in front of him: I'm sorry for her.

"So what did you do to be sorry for her?" Xiao Zhuo asked curiously.

The male ghost is also analogous: It's hard to say.

Xiao Zhuo asked again: "Then can you tell me about your murderer?"

At the mention of the word murderer, the male ghost was silent again.

The male ghost hung his head like this, pestle in place, and the rotten flesh on his face still fell down from time to time.

This stumbling and pitiful appearance is really miserable.

Xiao Zhuo felt anxious for him: "Brother, do you have something unspeakable?"

The male ghost nodded pitifully.

Just as Xiao Zhuo wanted to get to the bottom of it, a strong smell of blood and rancid suddenly came from the air.

The smell surged into the tip of Xiao Zhuo's nose, and an indescribable feeling of nausea welled up in his heart, which was disgusting.