Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

Ye Fan and the two were standing at the door of 5019.

The knocking on the door abruptly disappeared.

There was dead silence all around.

woohoo-

At this time, the open window at the end of the corridor blew in a gust of night wind.

Zhao Zizhe shivered and stood still.

Ye Fan glanced at him, didn't say anything, went straight up and opened the door of ward 5019.

squeak-

As soon as it was opened, there was an incomparably strong smell of blood in the ward immediately, rushing towards the nostrils!

The thick and sweet smell filled the nostrils.

Ye Fan frowned.

It was dark inside the door, and only vague things could be seen.

Nobody.

Ye Fan's eyes turned to the ground.

There were a few figures faintly collapsed on the ground, with dark shadows flowing out from under them.

"what--"

Chapter 30 The ghost realm of the old man in Tang suit

"what--"

Zhao Zizhe, who was behind him, followed Ye Fan's gaze into the house.

When he saw the figures lying on the ground, he couldn't bear it any longer, and he screamed out.

But as soon as the shouting came out, Zhao Zizhe covered his mouth tightly.

Basic common sense, he still knows.

At this time, the screaming will only cause more unfavorable results.

And, in the event that any other patient is awakened by the shouting, there will be even greater casualties.

Zhao Zizhe stared blankly at the corpses on the floor of Ward 5019.

The strength of the whole body seems to be evacuated in an instant.

He stumbled back, leaned against the wall, his body limp, and finally slid onto the cold floor and sat down.

"Whoosh whoa whoa—"

Zhao Zizhe continued to gasp for breath, his face was pale, his pupils shrank, and his eyes were full of intense horror.

He tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart, trembling at Ye Fan and asked softly, "Xiao...Xiaofan, this...this is...?"

Ye Fan glanced around the room. He could see in the dark for a long time. He could clearly see the corpses of the doctors and nurses in the ward, and there was no sign of any old man.

Smelling the incomparably rich bloody smell in the ward, and feeling the strong ghostly aura still lingering on the corpse, Ye Fan's brows slightly wrinkled.

Hearing Zhao Zizhe's question, he replied in a deep voice, "Yes, it's a demon incident!"

Zhao Zizhe shivered suddenly, his whole body trembled as if he was swaying, and he said with a sad face, "Xiaofan, we... what should we do now?"

woohoo-

Another night wind blew.

Ye Fan seemed to sense something, turned around suddenly, and looked around.

Empty!

Seeing Ye Fan's actions, Zhao Zizhe's eyes widened, his teeth rattling in fright, and he didn't dare to make any sound.

Ye Fan closed the door of 5019 and pulled Zhao Zizhe up.

"Let's go, first go to the report number of the Demon Elimination Bureau!"

The demon radar didn't respond, so the only way to notify was by phone.

Ye Fan held Zhao Zizhe's hand and walked with him to the duty desk.

His eyes are very dignified, and he scans any abnormal situation around him vigilantly.

Just now, the concentration of ghost energy that Ye Fan felt from those corpses was very strong.

At least it is the third sequence, and it is very likely that it is a ghost of the fourth sequence restriction level!

Restricted level monsters and monsters will have their own monster realm, or ghost realm!

In the First People's Hospital of the inner city, such a terrifying ghost would appear.

Moreover, now the demon radar is broken for some reason, if it is really ravaged by this ghost!

That is a dangerous existence that can kill hundreds of thousands of people with a single blow.

Ye Fan carried Zhao Zizhe to the duty station.

With trembling hands, Zhao Zizhe grabbed the office phone on the desk and began to dial.

The mental induction in Ye Fan's mind continued to radiate, not letting go of any demonic aura that might exist.

His eyes swept across his mother's ward from time to time.

Ye Fanqiang resisted the urge to wake up his sister and the others.

Now is not the time. If you wake them up now, the more people there are, the worse the consequences will be.

"Beep, beep, beep—"

Zhao Zizhe grabbed the phone and kept pressing the report hotline of the Demon Elimination Bureau, but there was no response.

There are still various busy tones that cannot be dialed from the phone.

"groove--"