Chapter 486 (2/2)
”Alarm!”
”Call the police! Send the matter here to the police!”
The more you think about it, the more afraid you are. Liu Zhixiang's first thought is to think of the police. At this time, if you don't look for the police and the army, when else can you! Do you rush up and solve it yourself?
”Yes, Mr. Liu.”
A staff member on the side replied and hurriedly dialed the alarm phone. Now the security guard in their community can't handle this kind of thing! The police don't think so. Only the army can do it!
President Liu was not idle. He took out his mobile phone and hurriedly dialed a phone. But he hung up before he was connected. He looked hesitant. Now, it's not time to tell the master of Longhu Mountain about it.
His three disciples are now dead or alive. He's just guessing. He's not sure. It's not too late to report when the results are available.
Now, it takes time to call him to report and ask him to come and solve it by himself. It's too late.
。。。。。。
”Da!”
”Da!”
”Da!”
After jumping out of the ground, the zombie took a look at the surrounding scenes. It was all excavated soil. It was not far away. It was surrounded by cars. He was a little curious. He came from the Qing Dynasty. He had never seen such cars at all.
He even reached out and touched it, but when his nails and body gas escaped, when he came into contact with the car, the car surface made a Zillah sound. Without three seconds, the metal body was forcibly corroded into many holes!
His own corpse gas is so terrible!
”Eh? Dad, what's that ahead?”
Just then, a range rover drove into the underground garage and turned left and right towards its own parking space. Before long, wearing a seat belt, a little boy sitting in the co driver's seat said to his father.
”Well?”
”What is that?”
The owner didn't care at first. He thought it was just a person, and when he saw that the ”person” had been sliding back and forth in the car body, he scolded, ”Xiao AI, it's a wicked ghost who specially scratched people and cars.”
”This kind of person is completely rubbish. Don't learn from him in the future. Don't scratch people's cars.”
”Well, OK, Dad,” the child replied. But as the car kept moving forward, the child's face changed a little, because in his eyes, the ”person” in front of him had turned into hair.
In particular, the eyes are not the black of normal people, but the color of blood red.
Even because of the light, the corpse gas around him became hazy and yellowish.
”Dad, I'm afraid!”
The child's body shrank. He had never seen such a scene.
”Nothing.”
At this time, the driving father's face also changed. Suddenly, he thought of a possibility, that is, these days, the legend about the underground garage, there are many dead people here!
But that's just that parking space! I'm still far from that parking space!
Suddenly, a chill rose from his back, making him shiver involuntarily.