Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

Under the neon lights at night, the servant in black walked quickly.

Among the crowd in the bustling city, the middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest ended the performance early, took a few steps, and disappeared without a sound.

Talismans are burning and extinguishing on the tall buildings.

There were chilling footsteps in the alley...

A siege started under the hustle and bustle of the night city.

The guardian of the city showed his sharp fangs in the shadows to those unruly intruders.

apartment.

In a messy room, an elegant gentleman in a suit and tie is raising his knife and fork, preparing to enjoy his own candlelight dinner.

On the opposite chair, the original hostess and hostess of the house could only stare at the scene in front of them.

"Wow wow wow"

The baby's cry, loud and harsh.

Suddenly, the gentleman looked sideways slightly, and followed the burning candle to the wall.

"If I remember correctly, sir, madam, are you two?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be asking the couple.

But the two of them had already been sealed by a layer of beeswax as hard as cement, unable to make any movements or responses.

I can only watch in horror, this devil-like man!

"Two people, how can there be three shadows?"

The gentleman murmured, and as soon as he realized something was wrong, he found that the candlelight on the table was a bit dim, and the surrounding darkness seemed to suddenly come to life, twisting and getting closer to him.

"Damn it!"

The gentleman's calmness disappeared, and he swung the table knife, slashing out a slash of sword aura.

It's a pity that the darkness was only cut open for a moment, and it completely submerged him...

"Do not--"

As soon as the screams sounded, they stopped abruptly.

Xu Lei stepped out of the shadow on the wall, sprinkled a little powder on the baby's cut hand, and shattered the beeswax on the bodies of men and women.

Without saying a word, he disappeared in a flash.

Naturally, there are logistics personnel to deal with the next thing.

...

Street corner newsstand.

There are fewer and fewer pedestrians around, until finally, there is only one middle-aged boss who is buried in the newspaper.

The originally lively place suddenly became deserted.

No matter how dull the boss is, he should have discovered the problem. He raised his head, raised his glasses, and looked around suspiciously.

An old street lamp seemed to be flickering because of poor contact due to disrepair.

Combined with the sudden disappearance of the crowd.

This scene is very strange.

The boss also seemed a little nervous. He closed the magazine with hesitation on his face, as if he was deciding whether to close the stall early.

At this time, there was a sound of crisp footsteps.

There is an eerie stillness attached to everything around me.

The sound of the wind died away.

The noise in the distance is farther away.

There seemed to be only that footstep left in the whole world.

The boss followed the voice, and when he saw the man wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with deep eyes and a light mouth, under the night sky.

As if accepting his fate, he gave up all his actions and smiled wryly.

"What can I do to let a great master come in person?"

Luo Ji didn't say a word, but continued to move forward. The sound of his footsteps was tinged with chill for a certain moment.

Afterwards, a scream rang out from under the newsstand, and then a large amount of blood spewed out strangely from the ground under the boss's feet.

"Since you know I'm here, do you still want to run?"

The middle-aged man's face was pale, showing deep resentment and unwillingness. Just now, his last hope was easily crushed, and the opponent hadn't even made a formal move!

Just stamped his feet like trampling an ant to death.

"Do not……"

"Why, I obviously didn't do anything, but I just stepped into your Jiangbei, do I have to die?"

"You cunts, are you really going to be so overbearing?"

The footsteps stopped suddenly.

Luo Ji stopped not far in front of the boss, watched him very calmly, and spoke in an indescribably indifferent tone.

"Ask the owner of this layer of skin on your body, do you agree to let you go?"

After speaking, the other party was not given any chance to defend himself.

"Snapped"

He snapped his fingers.

"Snapped"

The boss's head was like a balloon, and it made an approximate pop.

The headless corpse collapsed, and the skin became wrinkled, as if separated from the body.

...

An abandoned building under demolition.

A man in a hoodie with his head buried low just returned home from a "sex hunt" with a few fresh female little fingers in his pocket,

He was very vigilant, Lieyan's location was in another urban area, and he took a bus for two hours before returning to his temporary residence.

Push open the old wooden door.

The man's pupils narrowed into a line.

In the dim living room, there were long-haired figures standing one after another, their limbs twisted weirdly, resembling various hideous death shapes.

"click-click-click"

All of the heads of the figures suddenly turned towards the door, with a strange begging look on their faces.

"Give it back to us...Give it back to us..."

"Please, give our fingers back... ok?"

It can be vaguely seen that these women are missing a little finger on their hands.

The man in the sweater stopped breathing, his face changed, and without saying a word, he turned around and ran downstairs.

In his panic, he didn't realize that the corner of the stairs on the next floor was different from before. The ground was covered with bright red handwriting and all kinds of strange patterns.

Step in.

A strong numbness hit, and electric current poured into the whole body.

"Feng Lei Legs!"

A shriek sounded in his ears, the wooden door next to him was shattered, and a long leg with great strength was chopped off like a sharp axe.

"Bone Lulu"

A head was thrown out.

In a sense, strange people are much weaker than ghosts.

With a proper sneak attack, it is not difficult for the weak to defeat the strong.

Chen Xue and Yang Chan walked out of the door, and made a few more cuts. After confirming that the other party was dead, they searched the things on the man in the sweater, and went upstairs to tear off the talisman papers on the plastic models.

Just as she was about to leave, Chen Xue frowned suddenly: "What a strong Yin Qi!"

"Be careful!"

Yang Chan also found something, and the two carefully leaned over to the window and looked out.

The roof of another building in the same abandoned community.

Sister Hong and Lin Youwei also just finished searching the corpse of an old woman. They are both C-level and chose stronger opponents.

The four came together as a team.

"Weiwei..."

Sister Hong winked, her expression serious.

Lin Youwei also felt it earlier, the two looked at each other, squatted down, quietly came to the edge of the roof, and looked down.

Not only that, on the opposite side of the abandoned residential area, there were also strange people on some high-rise buildings who looked at the street vigilantly.

The sound of heavy objects being dragged came from afar.

Not long after, a man with a sledgehammer walked out slowly.

Everyone's breathing was stagnant at this moment.

Because in the night behind the man, there are countless terrifying figures, a headless old man, a large group of patients wearing strange hospital gowns, villagers with numb expressions, doctors with blood-red coats...

They followed behind the man in various twisted and weird postures.

Among them are even terrifying human centipedes, crawling like monsters on the outer walls of high-rise buildings, with pairs of gloomy and horrifying eyes that make one's scalp tingle.

Ghosts of the Night Walk!

Soaring resentment enveloped the entire street, terror and despair continued to spread, disasters screamed and screamed, and blood spread in the corners and alleys...