Ghost Shelter System

4am.

Heavy rain, cold wind, rooftop.

In the high-rise buildings around the western-style buildings, the lights were turned on, and many dark shadows appeared on the balconies.

Those dark figures were either lying on the railing or sitting there, with eyes ranging from arrogance to indifference, ridicule and disdain. However, their gazes were all directed towards this low, small foreign-style building.

Eighteen dark shadows, eighteen brightly lit rooms, some of them were holding coffee, as if they were the owners of those rooms.

A short-bearded foreigner, less than 30 meters away from the rooftop, was wearing a torture instrument. The steel needle pierced his flesh, but it was not serious.

He had a hooked nose and sharp eyes. He said arrogantly: "Poor Eastern Exorcist, where else do you want to escape?"

His not very standard Mandarin can make people understand what he is saying, but his tone is very disdainful.

Qin Kun walked into the rain and looked over with squinted eyes. It was an ascetic monk. The torture instruments on his body had indeed penetrated into his body. There are such a group of people in some religions who use the torture of the right person to achieve the ultimate and pure belief.

At the same time, with his clairvoyance, he discovered that most of the residents in the eighteen brightly lit houses had suffered accidents.

Cui Wuming and Qin Kun did not reply.

On the other side, a bald man like an iron tower stood on the balcony, with an inverted five-pointed star tattooed on his chest and a woman in pajamas in his arms. The woman's expression was very frightened, her mouth was sealed with tape, her hair was pulled by the bald man, and there were tears in her eyes.

"Damn yellow-skinned bugs, you guys are really hard to find. You've wasted Kroger's time for a long time. Kroger needs a woman to comfort him."

The pajamas were torn apart, and the woman was shivering in the rain. The bald man stuck out his tongue and licked the rain stains on the woman's body with an expression of enjoyment. Loud cheers came from the black shadows around him.

Cui Wuming stood in the rain, clenching his fists in his sleeves, staring at the bald head with his muddy old eyes, and suddenly shouted: "Barbarians, dirty my eyes. Pull out your tongue!!!"

These two simple words made the rain tremble. The bald man's right hand was sliding down the woman's back. Suddenly, his right hand refused to obey his command and was covered in scales. It was like a ghost hand, and it quickly reached towards him. in the mouth.

Um? !

The bald man couldn't believe it, and immediately stopped him, but it was a little late, but the ghost hand was very fast, and he took it into his mouth, pinched and pulled it out hard, and he pulled out a bloody tongue and threw it on the ground.

"woo woo woo woo--!!!"

The ghost hand disappeared, and the bald man covered his mouth in pain, angry and speechless. He smashed the balcony railing with his iron fist, then grabbed a flowerpot and threw it angrily.

From a distance of 50 meters, the flowerpot broke into pieces before it reached Cui Wuming's feet.

Cui Wuming said: "Young descendants of the cult, please do not provoke the old, otherwise, you will be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell and never be reincarnated!!"

Not far away from the bald man, a thin, white-faced man took off his hat, gathered up his flaxen curly hair, and said with a ferocious expression: "Yellow-skinned insect, is it your God who makes you so arrogant?"

After saying that, the gun cord flew out of his hand, and the sharp instrument pierced the woman's chest. Blood splattered on the woman's chest. Before she could feel the panic and pain, she was pulled hard by him and fell off the balcony.

“Ahhhhh——”

In the nine-story building, the woman's screams came from far to near, and then from near to far. She fell to the ground, and her last life turned into a splash of water, and then she lost her voice.

Qin Kun was shaking all over. From the beginning to the end, he did not dare to say a word, fearing that he would lose control of his emotions. But when he saw the woman lying in the rain with her eyes open, the rational tendon in his brain seemed to be broken.

"Yellow-skinned insects, today is your day to die."

Eighteen gun ropes were shot, and eighteen black-robed men slid down along with the gun ropes.

After settling down, the rooftop was surrounded by them.

This group of people was headed by a short-bearded foreigner, followed by the bald man and the murderous thin white face.

The thin white face licked his lips and said with a sneer: "Huang Pi Chong, did you like the meeting gift just now?"

Cui Wuming glanced at the men in black robes on the left and right. Qin Kun clenched his fists and his breathing was messy.

It's raining heavily, it's killing people.

Tonight, municipal engineering emergency vehicles appeared in many places in the city.

Next to a drainage well.

A middle-aged man in municipal emergency gear shouted down the well: "Old Zhang! How are you down there?"

Above the drainage well, under a searchlight cover, this is the sewer next to the residential building. It has been blocked. If this continues, the well will overflow within two hours.

The stench emanated from the well, and rescue teams were clearing the blockage.

A voice replied: "It's blocked and needs to be cleared. We are now checking the blockage, Mr. Gao, and will send another person down!"

The stagnant sewer drains slowly, and the stench inside is overwhelming. There are not many high-rise buildings around this block, and the main residential area is a series of low alleys.

The alley is quite old, and the drainage system is also old and can easily get clogged during heavy rains, which is the biggest hidden danger in this neighborhood.

Lao Zhang underground, his work clothes are covered with smelly water, and some of it has been poured into his clothes and boots. It seems that the investigation work will take a while.

After waiting for a while, Lao Gao from Inshang did not respond. Lao Zhang wondered: "Lao Gao? Can you hear me? Lao Gao??"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow fell straight down from the drainage well.

Boom——

The dull sound caused a lot of water splashes.

Lao Zhang was stunned, touched over, and after pulling the black shadow out of the water, he realized that this person was actually Lao Gao!

Lao Gao's lips turned white, his eyes opened in horror, and he covered his neck with his hands, where blood was pouring. The 1 meter deep water in the well could not hinder the castration of the corpse. The head had been smashed and the brains were flowing down the forehead. Together with the bulging eyes, it was very scary.

"ah--!!"

Lao Zhang's hands shook. He couldn't believe it. Lao Gao, who was still asking questions just now, is now dead! !

The blood escaped into the smelly water, and for the first time, Lao Zhang felt that the smell of blood was so pungent.

Lao Zhang's heart was beating very fast. He turned around and was about to go up. He didn't want to stay in this drainage well for a moment. But just as he was about to leave, the searchlight actually illuminated three or four white figures at the well ladder.

Those white figures, some with long hair, or with torn clothes, their faces covered in blood, dark circles under their eyes, and sharp teeth, made the stench at the bottom of the well even stronger.

"Don't leave! I'll die so miserably."

"Don't go, stay with me."

Lao Zhang was in a panic and accidentally tripped over. More white figures stood up in the water and surrounded him.

"The heavy rain is really uncomfortable. I need Yang Qi to replenish it."

"This is my prey, don't steal it."

The ghost claws came and Lao Zhang yelled, obviously there was no way to escape.

Beside the well, a foreigner squatted there, with a delicate face, a strong figure, and a handsomeness unique to Europeans. He was holding an umbrella and was already getting wet. He looked down the well and smiled helplessly.

Next to him was a hot Western girl wearing denim shorts.

The hot girl looked at the young and energetic young man, a blush flashed on her face, but she said lightly: "Fan, the Speaker asked you to come to the East to track down the people of the Black Soul Sect, not to let you stare at a well. .”

The hot girl's hot pants are eye-catching, and her T-shirt reveals her waist. Her T-shirt has been wet, and the underwear underneath is looming.

Hearing the hot girl scolding him, the foreigner shrugged helplessly: "Magic Lisa, I'm not in a daze. There is someone inside who is haunted by a ghost. I have to go down there."

Go down?

The hot girl knows very well that Fan has mysophobia, and most people from the Holy See will have more or less mysophobia. However, this well is obviously connected to the sewer, and the stench inside is overwhelming. The surrounding vegetables and debris are now being washed here. Does he really want to go down?

The young man did not hesitate, dropped his umbrella and jumped down.

The hot girl exhaled helplessly and turned around. A man with extremely long nails stood behind her.

The man's jaw was smashed off with a blunt instrument, and his whole face was particularly terrifying. The hot girl knew that this was the look of his death.

"Did you just kill the person?" The hot girl narrowed her eyes and tilted her head with a smile and asked, "Although I don't want to get involved in Dongfang's affairs, I am an exorcist after all."