Duan Lin...
Fan Wei said his name silently in her heart, still very painful in her heart.
It's so uncomfortable, is it just because he had a skin-to-skin relationship with himself? There is no way to clear the mess.
"No, let alone red ink, there is no ordinary ink, except for paper or paper." Zhao Hai sighed and gave up. He stood aside and looked at Fan Wei, as if thinking of something: "Right, you want What are the paper and red ink for?"
As Zhao Hai said, all kinds of paper are stacked in the entire storage room, but there is no ink.
Feeling the puzzled look in Zhao Hai's eyes, when Fan Wei was about to explain, a scream came from the direction of the door, it was Sister Wang's voice!
Fan Wei and Zhao Hai looked at each other and ran back quickly.
Sister Wang was paralyzed on the ground, her face pale, her body trembling violently, she was obviously scared, and the others were not much better.
The reason was that the door was knocked out of a hole, and an arm was stretched in, scratching it indiscriminately.
"It's over, it's dead..." The master stared at the door with despair in his eyes.
Seeing that the door could no longer be blocked, Fan Wei felt cruel in his heart and bit on the index finger of his right hand.
Since there is no red ink, use blood instead!
The colors are the same. As for whether it will take effect, Fan Wei has no time to verify.
The hole in the door was big enough for a walking corpse to get in. As soon as a student-like head got in, it was blown off by Captain Sun's pistol and fell softly.
The walking corpse at the back drilled in, and what was squeezed in was a familiar face! Fan Wei recognized it at a glance and turned out to be an English teacher!
Captain Sun shot immediately, because the English teacher's head was constantly moving, and the bullets were all shot without a headshot.
Upon seeing this, Fan Wei rushed forward, but was stopped by Captain Sun.
"Don't mess up!"
"I didn't mess up, let me go!" Fan Wei knew that these people would not listen to herself, after all, she was just a female student.
Fan Wei directly shook Captain Sun's hand and rushed to the front, using the blood of her fingers, to write an evil curse on the wall next to the gate.
Behind him came the master's contemptuous voice: "The charms are useless at all, don't be dying, wash your neck and wait for death."
Fan Wei ignored it, and finished depicting the evil curse as quickly as possible.
There was a sudden silence in the noisy storage room. Fan Wei turned around and found that everyone's eyes were dumbfounded.
The English teacher who was crawling in like a mad dog just now, as if shocked, retreated as quickly as possible. The other walking corpses lingered at the door, but none of them approached the door again, as if an invisible force stopped them outside.
"What happened?" Sister Wang said with a pale face, puzzled.
There was another silence, and then, everyone's eyes were focused on Fan Wei's body.
The master climbed up from the ground and leaned on the wall to observe the evil curse carefully, then bit his finger, meticulously drew the evil curse in his palm, and stretched out his hand along the door hole.
Without any hesitation, the walking corpse outside opened his mouth and bit towards the master's hand, frightening the master to take back his hand and take a few steps back.
"The same talisman, the same blood, why is it useless?" The master muttered, his eyes full of incomprehension.
At this moment, Sister Wang rushed to Fan Wei, grabbed Fan Wei's arm, excited and pleasantly surprised: "Fan Wei! How did you do it?"
Before Fan Wei could answer, she was hugged by the excited sister Wang and thanked her vigorously.
As everyone looked at each other, the confused master slapped his thigh fiercely, pointed at Fan Wei and exclaimed: "I understand! She is a Taoist priest!"
As soon as this remark came out, Fan Wei immediately felt that the eyes around him changed and changed.
Sister Wang loosened her embrace and said excitedly: "Girl, no wonder you could leave the complex alive before, it turned out to be like this!"
"Huh?" Fan Wei was a little confused.
"Great!" The epidemic prevention officer got up from the ground, stumbled to Fan Wei, and shouted: "Take us out!"
Fan Wei was taken aback by the epidemic prevention personnel who was about to collapse. Fortunately, Captain Sun pulled the epidemic prevention personnel away in time.
Captain Sun clamped the epidemic prevention officer under his arm, his eyes were complicated and said: "I apologize for the previous ignorance, I'm sorry. Please take everyone out of here, thank you very much."
Although Captain Sun was a bit colder, he was a man of true temperament.
Even if he didn't speak, Fan Wei would do it.
Under everyone's hopeful eyes, Fan Wei no longer hesitated, motioning to draw a bodyguard curse on everyone.
"Who will come first?" Fan Wei asked softly while looking at the crowd.
No one is vying for it. Whoever draws the amulet first will have to go out and experiment. Once it fails, it will inevitably be torn into pieces.
When Captain Sun was about to speak, Zhao Hai walked up to Fan Wei first: "Let me come."
After the protection spell was finished, two special policemen pushed the debris away and opened the door.
Looking at the walking corpse close at hand, Zhao Hai took a deep breath and stepped out.
The four walking corpses stepped back immediately, without any intention of attacking Zhao Hai.
Zhao Hai let out a sigh of relief, his clenched fists couldn't help letting go, turned around and excitedly said to everyone: "It's successful, we can leave..."
Before the last word'this' was uttered, Fan Wei felt a familiar breath floating in it. The next second, a hand pierced Zhao Hai's back, pierced out of his chest, blood splashing all over. The beating heart was caught in his hand, with five fingers and one hand, the heart turned into pieces of flesh and blood, scattered all over the ground.
The renewed smile froze on everyone's faces, and the surroundings were as silent as death!
Fan Wei's face was pale, and she stared behind Zhao Hai blankly. Duan Lin stood there, retracting his palm with an indifferent expression, ending a fresh life, like crushing an ant.
boom…
Zhao Hai fell to the ground, his horrified eyes gradually becoming absent.
Blood kept dripping down Duan Lin's fingertips. Under Fan Weimune's gaze, Duan Lin walked to the gate step by step, his eyes were as cold as snow, and he looked at everyone as if he was looking at a corpse.
"Why... Why?" Fan Wei's head buzzed.
Fan Wei responded with a pair of ruthless eyes: "Everything that happens here must stay here and cannot be known by the outside world. I said that from the moment you enter here, death is doomed."
Fan Wei felt that her heart was pressed against a boulder, and she couldn't breathe.
After he gave up protecting himself, would he destroy himself mercilessly like a cold wind
Sure enough, ghosts are ruthless!
Fan Wei thought she was ridiculous, ridiculously thinking that she could be'accompanied' by a ghost. The former bodyguard, in a blink of an eye, turned into a ruthless executioner! (End of this chapter)