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The dark piece, with five fingers out of reach, the sticky elbows around him were so clear that Zhou Ze could hardly tell whether it was illusory or real.

This is a very high-level treatment, which means that the depth and morality of this ghost have reached a level, not the kind of ordinary goods that would go to their own bookstore.

Zhou Ze remembered that when Mrs. Bai feasted herself and Xu Qinglang, she used similar abilities. It was difficult to distinguish between virtual and real. Xu Qinglang also ate many dishes made of flies and earthworms.

Wang Baogang may not be behind the scenes. He is not qualified. He has died for such a short period of time, and he cannot become so powerful. Then it means that the one who killed Sun Qiu and made Sun Qiu’s soul incomplete, also There are also others.

Zhou Ze slowly spread his arms, and the feeling of shaking around him gave him the illusion of walking in outer space, as if gravity was completely pumped away at this time.

But as Zhou Ze's nails spread out, the black smoke spread wildly, and the thick black blood around him began to recede quickly, just like encountering a natural enemy.

Today, step by step, Zhou Ze is not the same as Wu Xia Ameng in the past. Even in this situation, he still shows a kind of calmness and confidence in him.

"Wow!"

With a crunch,

A broom fell to the ground,

The blood color completely disappeared,

An empty piece in the bedroom.

Zhou Ze turned around and looked behind him. The bedroom door was opened. Outside, there was a pair of black leather shoes quietly placed there.

As if a person is standing in front of himself,

Few

The leather shoes moved by themselves and started to go out, no, they ran out.

Zhou Ze rushed out and chased the leather shoes down the stairs. The leather shoes ran faster and faster, but Zhou Ze's speed was not slow. In fact, Zhou Ze deliberately slowed down his pace, just waiting to see whether these leather shoes would lead him to Where to go.

I only need one dead soul to get right, but the problem is that this one-percent share gives me a huge presence. Zhou Ze even speculates that everything behind this scene, even if it is not as good as the old Mrs. Bai Too much difference.

After all, the violent **** pictures and feelings before, and Lady Bai's banquet that day, were not very different in quality and resonance.

"Tick.........Tick.........Tick........."

This is the sound made by leather shoes when walking. Zhou Ze didn't notice it before, but now he noticed why the sound made by leather shoes is "tick ticking"?

Walking around, Zhou Ze suddenly found that he went around and went upstairs and then walked back to the outside of the bedroom that was regarded as a utility room.

The leather shoes went in, and Zhou Ze followed again.

just,

This time,

The appearance of this bedroom is no longer a utility room, nor is it bloody, everything becomes very common, there are dry quilts on the bed, there are washbasins and plastic cabinets under the bed, the washbasin Toothbrushes and towels were neatly arranged on the side.

This is a dormitory with student life.

Zhou Ze looked at the changes in these four weeks, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't know the purpose of the other party, but the other party caught a dorm in a snail lion's shell.

Zhou Ze waited for a while, this time there was no sea of ​​blood, nor the sound of "clucking", everything seemed very quiet, as if walking into a common bedroom.

It’s just that anyone with a little brain can see the unusual here, and not to mention why there is no one in this dormitory when the light is turned off, it means that it is out of the window in the early morning hours.

Why is there still sunlight coming in?

"Wipe...Wipe...Wipe..............."

On the tiles, the sound of friction came from the balcony.

Zhou Zegang was about to walk to the balcony, but stopped directly, because something moving on the balcony had already crawled in.

Yes,

He is climbing.

This is a boy,

His lower body was completely cut by the waist, leaving only the upper body. He crawled on the ground with both hands. He was covered with blood, especially the places he crawled through, leaving a thick **** stain on the scalp.

The boy sideways his head and crawled while looking at Zhou Ze.

He seemed to be looking at Zhou Ze and was full of curiosity about Zhou Ze, but he didn't stop crawling towards Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze slowly squatted down and stared at the boy in front of him.

"I………………"

The boy opened his mouth, but when he was about to speak, blood began to flow in his mouth, and he couldn’t stop. He looked at Zhou Ze, his mouth kept opening and closing, but he couldn’t stop. Out any clear syllables.

He seemed a little anxious, but the more anxious his voice was, the more he couldn't make it out. In the end, it even turned into a bark-like sound!

His half body was trembling, he was angry all over,

He wanted to talk, he wanted to tell Zhou Ze something, but he couldn't do it!

He was extremely manic, and half of them were rolling on the ground and hitting the tile floor with his fists.

Zhou Ze reached out his hand, tapped the blood stains on the ground with his fingers, and then painted gently on the tiles.

meaning is,

You can't tell,

Can write.

The boy froze for a moment, and it seemed that he realized there was still a way. He nodded immediately, stained his blood with his fingers, and prepared to write on the ground.

But just wrote a horizontal,

"Click!"

The boy's index finger broke off directly.

The boy froze,

Zhou Ze also fixed his eyes,

But the boy was dissatisfied. He continued to write with his ring finger, but this time he didn't even write a stroke, and the ring finger broke directly when he touched the tile.

The boy broke his thumb,

The boy broke his little finger,

To the end,

The boy was desperate, he raised his arms,

With the only **** upright,

Roaring nonstop.

This **** is his, but it is another existence, a mockery of him.

The boy looked at Zhou Ze and then at the side cabinet.

That is a cabinet made of iron, divided into eight grids, which means that each of the eight people in the bedroom can use a kitchen cabinet to hold their own things.

The boy's eyes stared at the bottom cabinet, and Zhou Ze walked over to open it.

"Crunch.........Crunch..."

One leg is exposed, and then there is something inside, like a piece of clothing that was folded neatly and put here.

But in fact,

This is for one person,

Lower body!

The boy was desperately crawling towards the cupboard, and the two legs in the cupboard were constantly moving, as if echoing, but the entire lower body was folded too neatly, in this narrow space, It can't move away at all, nor can it come out on its own, only to kick and wriggle anxiously.

This is a very strange picture, enough to numb the scalp.

Just as the boy was about to touch his feet,

Violently,

As if something dragged the boy in the back, the boy was pulled back to the balcony. The boy struggled, roaring, roaring, his body rolling up and down on the tiles.

But he was like a fish on a chopping board. All struggles seemed so pale and powerless.

Zhou Ze stood up and chased over there, but he had just taken a step, but the perspective in front of him began to retreat desperately,

next moment,

Zhou Ze found himself standing at the door of the bedroom,

And the bedroom,

It was restored to its original appearance.

There were no blood stains, no boys, and no roar of anger.

What exactly does this mean?

Zhou Ze is a little difficult to understand. This dormitory is like walking into a theater where ghost films are played late at night. Every time you come in, you can always give yourself a new experience.

"Tick.........Tick..."

The familiar voice sounded again,

Looking back,

really,

The pair of leather shoes appeared in the aisle behind the door again.

This time Zhou Ze finally understood why the footprints of leather shoes are so dense outside this bedroom. He seems to be doing the same thing from beginning to end.

Take people away,

Bring people back,

Then wait here for people to lead away,

Then bring it back.

It’s like the second child running

Are you objective?

Yo, passenger, you go slowly.

The leather shoes seemed to be waiting for Zhou Ze to turn to look at it before it started to leave.

Another voice of "tick ticking", Zhou Ze walked over, but this time, Zhou Ze's inner doubts could not be solved. The first one is why these shoes walk,

Is it the sound of "tick ticking"?

It shouldn’t be “poppy”

Or the sound of "rubbing rubbing"?

Zhou Ze reached out his hand, and the black mist at his fingertips began to be released, directly wrapping the black leather shoes.

Like a net spreading, finally caught the fish.

slowly,

The owner of the leather shoes began to show a real face, he was still walking forward, and continued to make a "tick ticking" sound;

With his stubbornness,

With his persistence,

Continue walking forward.

"Tick.........Tick..."

His head,

Half rotten,

Upside down,

Half of his head hit the tiled floor again and again;

"Tick.........Tick..."

He kept beating, every time he landed, it was his head hitting the ground,

His hands stretched into his leather shoes and kept swinging back and forth.

He is actually walking with his head,

But the two hands propped the leather shoes forward, pretending to be leather shoes.

Xiaopingtou said that every time Wang Baogang went to the ward round, he liked to wear leather shoes and suits. UU reading www.uukanshu. com he regarded himself as a teacher, rather than the so-called dormitory or thugs.

and so,

Even after his death,

He will also maintain his dignity,

Even,

Walking in leather shoes by hand.

"Tick.........Tick..."

Sun Qiu said that he saw Wang Baogang's head slowly sliding down from the wall above the balcony,

Including Wang Baogang walking with his head,

There is also a reason,

Because Xiaopingtou also said that when Wang Baogang jumped from the building,

Is the head,

The first land.