People in ghost movies, killing people

Chapter 258 Survival Day 258: Making Dumplings for This Dish of Vinegar

The reason why he asked this was because he didn't expect the coroner to notice him immediately.

And also knows about the roller coaster series.

Okay, does it look like you have some skills?

So give it a try and see if it's better than the one in the movie.

The coroner smiled calmly: "You shouldn't be alive, you should die on the roller coaster."

"Now, you're reducing the number of deaths that would have been there."

"The God of Death can only find others to replace you, or let you replace others and enjoy the rest of your life."

"No matter who replaces whom, as long as there are enough people, life and death will eventually become balanced."

Xu Zhijian couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

I thought I would have something valuable to say, but I didn’t expect it to be the same as in the movie.

Waiting for nothing.

Tsk, what’s going on?

It's like acknowledging that killing can avoid death, and it also means that everything has nothing to do with you and you can just listen to it.

"grass!"

Then he saw an overturned Optimus Prime truck sweeping over sideways driven by inertia.

The coroner said calmly: "The rules are made by the God of Death. I am only responsible for cleaning up the mess, hahaha."

The distance is close!

Once it is hit, it will be broken into two pieces even if it is not broken into eight pieces.

After all, it was shown in the movie.

This statement is specious and ambiguous.

Seeing the truck rushing over like lightning, it was already less than ten meters away.

Then swoop to the left.

Bang!

He deliberately asked with disgust: "Oh, so you mean just let me kill others, right?"

Have you overlooked those important details, or have you reached a dead end?

As I was walking, I suddenly saw a commotion among passers-by in front of me, screaming and running away in all directions.

"Run!"

Xu Zhijian also left calmly. As he walked, he couldn't help but think about killing to extend his life.

"Don't block the way! Get out of the way!"

But I tried it last night and it had no effect at all.

Xu Zhijian cursed secretly, turned around with lightning speed and ran away with all his strength.

After that, he turned and left.

That pretense of being able to say it directly is very likely to be of some use.

It still has that familiar smell of pretentiousness.

The truck came to a solid stop, hitting a building hard.

The ground shook, and glass and gravel fell one after another.

Xu Zhijian stood up and patted the dirt, looking at the smoking car and thinking, is he here just for her? !

If you don't roll over in the morning and don't roll over in the later, it will happen when you come over.

And no one else was injured in the process.

It was obviously because of the vinegar and the dumplings.

It seemed that the God of Death was impatient.

As he was thinking about it, an inexplicable cold wind suddenly came out, causing him to tighten his clothes.

Then he looked up at the hazy sky.

Those twisted dark clouds seem to be arranged into a looming skull? ?

Some of the pedestrians around looked at the truck in surprise, while others looked at him in surprise.

No one expected that this person's reaction and speed were so fast, and he could successfully dodge in the blink of an eye.

An ordinary person would have been smashed into pieces without even having time to dodge.

Xu Zhijian withdrew his eyes and left with a sullen face, thinking, I know you are in a hurry, but don't be anxious yet.

I will definitely find a way to deal with you!

By noon.

Xu Zhijian returned to the basement and gave them the full power bank.

I didn’t talk about the encounter with Coroner Nico and the truck rollover, because there was no need.

Wendy felt a little guilty and said, "Thank you very much for letting you go out at risk just to recharge your batteries."

He smiled calmly: "I understand my apologies, but there is no need to feel guilty. We are now one."

“Whenever someone needs help, everyone should and is willing to do so.”

The three nodded in agreement with this concept.

After connecting the charging cable to their phones and setting them aside, they unpacked their food and water and ate their lunch.

Because of what Julie experienced last night, she is very careful when eating now.

Afraid of choking or choking.

I also realized what it means to chew slowly and eat slowly. It turns out that many natural foods taste very good in themselves.

After eating and drinking, Wendy, Julie and Kevin were silent.

Although it looked normal on the surface, the anxiety and fear in his eyes betrayed his true feelings.

Because according to the speed of the past two days, it is highly likely that it will be their turn today.

But now besides hiding in the basement, Xu Zhijian still has no next plan.

How could it not be worrying?

Xu Zhijian saw this fear and didn't point it out. He pretended not to know and thought silently.

Sigh...my head hurts.

What should we do? How can we break the situation? !

At the same time, inside a large warehouse.

The space covering several thousand square meters is a bit dark, and the huge ceiling lights cannot fully illuminate every corner.

At this time, there were only two people working separately.

They were McKinley and Eileen.

Erin in the distance held a walkie-talkie and said: "The boss asked us to drive away the pigeons. They always trigger the alarm by mistake."

"receive."

McKinley replied, then took the nail gun and started the elevator to go up.

I saw a few pigeons standing on top of the six to seven meter high container.

He quietly raised the nail gun, took aim, and pulled the trigger.

Whoosh - whoosh - whoosh.

Sharp nails flew over one after another, startling the pigeons and making them flap their wings and fly away in a hurry.

One of them was a little slower, and was hit and fell to the ground.

McKinley controlled the machine to come down, picked it up and looked at it, then threw it into the trash can with disgust.

All the trivial matters were done, and it was time to do the last job.

He said on the intercom: "The pigeons flew away, I'm going to the back to cut those steel plates, and then go home."

"OK." Irene replied quickly.

He sat on the machine and came to the workbench at the back of the warehouse. He put on anti-cutting gloves and goggles and started working.

The boss asked to cut a batch of steel plates into spearhead-like shapes, and 80% of them had been done a few days ago.

After finishing the last 20%, it was considered a complete job.

"Someone is watching you from behind, turning around and looking at me, someone is watching your steps..."

McKinley hummed a song while busy, but stopped after singing two sentences.

At the same time, he couldn't help frowning slightly, wondering why he suddenly sang this strange song?

I haven't heard of it before. When did you learn it?

After thinking for a while, I couldn't remember the cause and effect, and I was too lazy to study it, so I continued to work.

Twenty minutes later.

Only the last three pieces, 178, 179, and 180, were left. After cutting, today's work would be over.

"Five minutes left, we can leave."

He said on the intercom.

Then he kept the cutting machine running and walked to a nearby place to get another tool he needed.

Because there were a lot of iron wires, iron foam, lubricants and other things accumulated on the work ground just now.

Mixed together, the ground became very smooth.

So when he walked over, the unprepared McKinley lost his balance and fell down suddenly.

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