"Sister in red, if you have something to say directly, can you stop laughing like this? Looking at the panic!" After swallowing, I felt my throat dry and I stammered.
The female ghost in red still didn't speak, the corners of her mouth became wider and her facial features were a little distorted, she pointed her finger at my phone: "Are you sure you want to send it out so that more people will know?"
"I know I should call the police as soon as possible, but in this way, I have no way to study whether this corpse is the source of the rat's changes, so I just hope that my friends can provide clues." I shook my body. Bite the scalp to explain the reason for doing this, even if this reason may seem like a bullshit in the eyes of the lady in red.
"That old man can't help you." After the lady ghost in red finished listening, it was the bull's head that was not right.
Without waiting for me to ask, the red ghost quickly changed her face and returned to her former cold appearance, snorted, and disappeared into the air in a blink of an eye.
What does this one mean? Stop me from leaking this out? Why is this again? Does the ghost in red know what it is
As soon as the red ghost left, three consecutive questions appeared in my heart. Unfortunately, if the red ghost didn't say anything, I couldn't guess the least information.
Looking at the edited picture and text on the phone screen, I hesitated, but I looked up and chose to press the send button.
Soon, the photo on the phone showed that the photo was successfully posted. I clicked into my photo album and wanted to see the effect, but unexpectedly found that there was no display, and there were no newly posted pictures.
There is a problem with this phone! I tried to republish the picture again, but the result is still the same, indicating that the sending was successful, but there is no picture.
"Strange! Is the network signal too poor, or is there a problem with the broken phone? Why the picture just can't be displayed!" I fiddled with the phone, and almost threw it out angrily.
"Hehe, don't worry, you can't post the picture." An arrogant voice came from the other end of the sewer, followed by a person holding a flashlight in his hand, walking slowly.
It was the Taoist with a mustache, looking at his appearance, except for the dirty shoes, everything else was clean, so embarrassed like me.
Can you put on a leisurely walk in this smelly sewer, brother, you have a blocked nose, right? I groaned in my heart, but I grasped the meaning of the other party's words and looked at the other side vigilantly: "What do you mean? Did you do something secretly?"
"Hahahaha, it's not too stupid to find out the problem so quickly." The mustache man raised his head and laughed a few times triumphantly, stretched out his hand to twist his mustache, and then said: "Why do you think I will be late? When I got here, I went to find someone for help. I hacked into your mobile phone and blocked all the functions of your facing outwards. Now you don’t want to talk about sending messages or calling, you can’t make calls.
The corner of my mouth twitched, and my first reaction was: This mustache man must be a very serious rhinitis patient, or a person with a sense of smell failure, otherwise ordinary people dare to open their mouths and laugh in this environment
The second reaction was that I realized that my current situation was really "isolated and helpless". No one would know if I died.
"Asshole, you bastard is playing black hands again
Lao Tzu. "After I figured it out, I angrily stuffed my phone into my pocket, punched it and hit the mustache man.
The mustache man made a wrong step and slipped away from my punch. He took out a piece of talisman and slapped himself on him. He started to mutter a word, and a flame suddenly struck me.
I go! I forgot that the other party knew how to teach, I was so scared that I backed back again and again, and I staggered and fell to the ground. It was a blunder, and I happened to avoid the blow.
Under the exposure of the flames, the surrounding things became clearer. The mice who were lying on the corpse gnawing meat were also startled by surprise. They stopped eating, squeaking, and even more. A piece of rotten flesh the size of a little finger passed through the air and landed at my feet.
My attention was all on the mustache man, but I noticed that there was a dark night moving at his feet, so I looked at it more and found that it was a normal mouse with a small size that I usually see, sneaking up. When he got to the carrion, he sniffed and swallowed it.
Immediately afterwards, the mouse opened his mouth and screamed, "Squeak...", which was very ear-piercing, and then fell to the ground, bleeding from seven holes.
"This meat is very poisonous! Those mice will only become so big after eating the meat! The little mice that can't bear the medicinal properties are dead!" The mustache man also saw this scene. The eyes were straightened, and he turned to look at the corpse at the opposite fence, the expression on his face was very excited.
Seeing him like this, I don't know why I shuddered inexplicably, hurriedly supported the wall to stand up, secretly advanced a few steps, and made a sneak attack.
"Asshole, do you dare to attack me?" The bearded man was stunned and beaten upright by me. He shook a few steps and gradually approached the sewage channel.
"Squeak!" "Squeak!" The mice at the fence seemed to react collectively, showing their fangs, jumping into the sewage, and swimming towards us, seemingly to take us for the next big meal.
I can deal with one or two mice, even if these mice are almost as big as a small suckling pig, but how do you deal with twenty or thirty small pigs
Looking at the fierce sharp mouths, my scalp was numb, and I couldn't care about dealing with the mustache man. Turning around, I wanted to run towards the exit.
"Stop, I want to escape, there is no door." Due to the angle, although the mustache man heard the sound, he did not see the rat swimming over. He saw that I wanted to run and immediately stopped him.
I hurriedly dealt with a few tricks, and cursed: "Are you sick in your brain or blind? So many mice want to eat us, do you want to stay and give them a snack?"
"Don't try to lie to me, I won't be fooled." The mustache man blocked my path firmly like a tendon, full of confidence.
Hemp egg!
My heart suddenly became fierce, and I slapped it with a few consecutive palms, hitting the opponent's arm.
To be honest, my physical strength is exhausted now, and my strength has been greatly reduced, but the mustache man is probably also exhausted, and he took a few steps back in a panic.
With a sound, the mustache man fell into the sewage river, just blocking the front of the mice.
"Bah!" The mustache man spit out, waved his hands, and tried to stand up. After just tossing, he finally saw
After removing those pointed heads the size of two fists, they were snarling their fangs, and suddenly there was a scream: "I wipe! Help! Help me!"
It's okay if he doesn't shout. This shout awakens the mice who were a little dizzy. With a scream of "squeak", they all climbed onto the mustache man. Some of the quick-tempered mice had already taken a bitter bite. Bit down.
"Ah!" The mustache man screamed suddenly, waved his hands vigorously, and really threw out the two mice on his arms, and then struggling desperately to lean on the shore.
The mice stimulated by the fresh blood became more manic, and another shout of "Squeak! Squeak!" soon came out of a large group of mice from the other end of the fence, densely crowded towards the bearded man. past.
Seeing this scene, I was so frightened that my legs became weak, and I couldn’t help stopping my breathing. I was afraid of attracting the attention of the rats, and forced myself to turn my head away from looking at the mustache man who was overwhelmed by the rats, holding on to the wall. Move gently to the exit.
The mustache man over there was still screaming, thumping hands and feet, and splashing water. At first, he counterattacked vigorously, but as a large group of rats rushed forward, the situation immediately changed.
The smell of blood spread more and more in the air, mixed with the stench, and it was even more disgusting. I almost couldn’t help but vomit. Fortunately, I stuck my neck tightly and squeezed that in my stomach. The churning breath was pressed back, slowly and slowly, further and further away from the bifurcation.
The moustache man’s splashes were getting smaller and smaller, and only the rats were squeaking. Finally, all the voices gradually weakened. When I turned and left, I saw it at the last glance. The black water surface has returned to calm, only some rags of cloth flowed quietly by my feet along the sewage river.
Drops of cold sweat fell from my forehead. After I was sure that the rats didn't find me, I immediately turned around and ran with my legs. I didn't care whether it was clean or not. I rushed out of the sewer at the fastest speed in my life.
I used my hands and feet to climb the low slope that I had previously slid down, until I was standing under the moonlight, surrounded by empty concrete ground, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Thinking of a living person in front of me, swallowed up by the rat swarm, I shivered again, feeling the hairs all over my body stand up, hugging my knees, shivering.
I don’t know how long it took, and there was still peace around me. I was slowly calming down. Putting aside the scared fear, I suddenly realized one thing: this arrogant and provocative bastard died! In other words, I not only found out the truth of the matter, but also took the opportunity to get rid of an opponent of my own.
"Haha! This is God who is helping me." Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh happily, stood up swayingly, distinguished the direction of lowering, and walked on the road.
I don't have the slightest guilt for the mustache man. If he hadn't blocked my way, he could have run away together, but he would have to delay time and seek his own death, which is no wonder I am. Taking a step back, even if I want to save him, who do I call to rescue him, Lao Tzu’s cell phone can’t contact the outside world at all
Does this count as a mustache man who is self-inflicted and deserves it
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