Picked a Killer as My Wife

Officer Yu and several other police dead were all taken back to the police station.

The police station is now overcast with clouds, not only did not catch a trace of the murderer, but on the contrary, so many people died.

Director Zhou was so busy these days that he was busy dealing with the top while taking care of the bottom.

He didn't know what to do now, seeing that his policeman died so many in one night...Even Director Zhou was completely scared.

Although Wang Zhen and his brothers said that there was no death that night last night, they suffered minor injuries.

In the room at this moment, Wang Zhen and Jiang Dashan were covered with sand belts.

Wang Zhen was caught by the "strange thing" with his claws on his waist, while Jiang Dashan was scratched on his back.

At this moment they had simply bandaged the wound and sat in the room.

And the other brothers? One by one sat there with sullen faces, everyone was silent and silent.

"Speak, you guys... why don't you guys speak." In the dull room, Tang Xiaolong couldn't stand the atmosphere in the end, so he shouted there.

The brothers looked up at him, then fell silent again.

"Grass, are you all scared?"

"Fear of that **** thing?" Tang Xiaolong shouted there.

I saw Chen Qiaozhi helplessly looking at Tang Xiaolong and said: "Xiaolong, don't call it yet, are everyone thinking about things too."

"Thinking about things? Thinking about Mao?"

"That thing, we all saw it with our own eyes last night... He is a human! A living person is definitely not a demon." Tang Xiaolong roared in front of him.

"If it's a human, how can he have such a fast speed? Moreover, he can still lie on the wall?" Xue Wuhen said shockedly there.

Jiang Dashan over there also said at this moment: "Yes, that thing, I don't feel like a human being..."

Listening to the brothers saying this, Tang Xiaolong said, "What is that thing? Is it a devil?"

"I don't know, but I feel that the thing is definitely not human." Jiang Dashan muttered there.

Tang Xiaolong looked at the brothers, and stopped barking at this moment.

Because he still remembers yesterday, when he hit the thing with a heavy punch, the whole body of the thing was stiff and cold. It was not human muscle at all, as if the skin of the thing had been completely dry.

I saw him frowning and thinking deeply.

After a while, I only heard him say: "No matter what the **** thing is, we must kill him."

"I don't believe it, we can't fix him."

Chen Qiaozhi next to him: "Xiaolong, we'd better not be arrogant."

"You have seen the situation yesterday, that thing is too fast, too weird...we have to figure out what it is before we can deal with him."

"That thing had a gringy face yesterday! I believe it must have something to do with that **** Christianity." Tang Xiaolong roared there.

"Now, the first thing we need to do is to find out what we have to deal with."

"But how do you check? There is no clue, where shall we go to check?"

Listening to these questions from the brothers, everyone was silent there, because they really couldn't think of a better way.

When the brothers were silent, I saw Jiang Dashan fidgeting, and he kept scratching his back wound with his hands, as if there was something in the wound on his back.

"Dashan, what's the matter?" Xue Wuhen, who was sitting on his side, looked at Jiang Dashan, who was constantly scratching his back with his hands, couldn't help asking in surprise.

After Xue Wuhen asked so, Na Jiang Dashan frowned and muttered in his mouth: "His grandma, I don't know what's going on, the wound on my back is itchy..."

Brothers all knew that Jiang Dashan's back wound was scratched by that strange thing last night.

Now Jiang Dashan said that his back was itchy, which not only made the brothers curious.

"Dashan, don't move, let me take a look at your wound." Xue Wuhen said in front of her.

Jiang Dashan endured the itching pain in his back and said: "Okay, okay, okay, you show me quickly."

Following Jiang Dashan's words, Xue Wuhen slowly unwound the sand belt tied on Jiang Dashan's back. As it opened, Xue Wuhen's face changed in shock, and I couldn't help but screamed.

"Dashan...your back!!!" Xue Wuhen said suddenly in shock.

When Jiang Dashan heard that Xue Wuhen screamed in surprise, he was immediately stunned.

Suddenly bounced from the seat, and asked there, "What's wrong? What's wrong with my back?"

But seeing Xue Wuhen's expression on his face was extremely ugly, as if he had seen something terrifying, his eyes widened there, not knowing what to say.

But he said that after Jiang Dashan stood up so suddenly, the eyes of the brothers also saw his back.

Gosh!

Looking carefully, there are purple-black marks on Jiang Dashan’s back wound, and the marks of the wound seem to be spreading continuously. Now there are spreading black lines on Jiang Dashan’s back, looking terrified. Be careful.

"Oh my God, Dashan, how could your back be like this?" Even Tang Xiaolong and Chen Qiaozhi couldn't help screaming when they saw Jiang Dashan's back wound become like this.

Listening to the brothers screaming there one by one, but Jiang Dashan was injured in his back, he could not see at all, so he was even more anxious now, and couldn’t help shouting and asking: "It’s grass, I’m back What's wrong?"

I saw the brothers stood up there excitedly, looking at Jiang Dashan's back with a pair of unbelievable eyes.

And Wang Zhen over there also ran over at this moment, looking at Jiang Dashan's terrifying back with his ugly eyes open.

I saw that the skin that was originally only caught by the claws had begun to rot along the periphery of the wound, and the dark purple wound was still spreading towards Jiang Dashan's entire back.

Wang Zhen looked at Jiang Dashan's injury immediately.

"How could this be?"

He said in horror as he hurried to untie the wound gauze on his waist!

You know, Wang Zhen was also scratched by that strange thing on his waist.

As Wang Zhen untied the gauze on his waist in horror, a horrible scene suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.

OMG, but seeing that the wound on Wang Zhen's waist is exactly the same as Jiang Dashan's, the location of the wound has completely rotted, and the black and purple wounds have begun to spread to Brigadier Wang Zhen's entire body!

"what?"

"Brigadier Wang, your body..."

"Why... how is it the same as Dashan's wound?"