The world of ghost stories: Start by creating a laughing nightmare!

"Fuck, this Zi'an and Ben don't think about our lives or deaths at all, and just say something glamorous!"

The Longchuan City Police Department, which is already seriously understaffed, has been notified by the media and ordered by the mayor to send rescue teams from many parties.

But yesterday's big case involving many politicians and tycoons in Nazhuang was not over, and there were no police officers who could spare time to form a rescue team.

So the deputy sheriff who acted as the commander thought of a way to transfer this task to the fire department, and by the way, he also asked the mayor for help, so that other city police stations could send support as a reserve.

The first group of 42 firefighters had arrived at the supermarket, and after discussion, they thought that the survivors might have been buried in the ground and were preparing to demolish the inside of the supermarket.

Because of the lack of surveillance data, they had no way to confirm where the sheriff and Ah Feng ran from, so they could only take one step at a time, after all, it was not their fault that they couldn't find survivors.

Just as the first batch of more than 20 firefighters carrying demolition tools into the supermarket were about to start their work, the store suddenly ushered in a sudden darkness.

The darkness was extremely short-lived, only about half a second, and all the firefighters in the store were dragged into the night.

"Here... It's not a supermarket..."

"Where is this?"

"Captain! A corpse found!

"Don't panic, everyone! Stand still! The

firefighter turned on the overhead lighting and looked around, revealing that the team members were crammed into a shelf, and the huge demolition equipment had not yet been unloaded.

"Turn on the lights and don't panic!"

The captain turned on his walkie-talkie and found that every channel was airborne, and no one responded to him.

"We may be very deep underground, because there is no signal here, let's go up and demolish it first and see if we can get to it!"

"Yes!"

Several members of the team climbed onto the shelves, aimed at what appeared to be the ceiling, and pressed the button for the demolition tool.

The flat-cut head of the demolition machine is generally capable of dealing with most wall tiles and floors, but the ceiling of the Mirror of Night is not an actual object, but a conceptual edge of space, so the demolition tool is almost useless.

"Captain, there is no response, this ceiling is not a plate ceiling, it is harder than a steel plate!"

"Let's come down first, and then try it against the wall."

Just as the members of the fire brigade were about to break down the wall, one of the team members seemed to see a blue figure appear in the distance.

"Captain, it seems to be... Survivor?

Everyone looked in the direction the team member was pointing, and a tattered corpse was illuminated by a searchlight, and its pus-drenched body scared all the team members.

"Hand me the crowbar! Take the shovel and come to the front! The

captain was very decisive, took the team's crowbar, and led a few of the stronger team members to the front, just in case.

The Night Spirit, which they had activated, staggered a few steps to this side, and before the team could make a move, it fell to the ground.

The team members looked at the soul of the night that was almost completely rotten, and they were a little stunned, and they didn't dare to step forward.

The captain had no choice but to set an example himself, took the crowbar and walked towards the soul of the night, lowered his body, and asked, "Sir, can you still hear me?" "

Bang!"

What he paid tribute to was a cloud of pus, which stained the unsuspecting captain with a blue disgusting substance.

The stench made the captain instinctively uncomfortable, and he rubbed it against his clothes before directing all the team to step back.

"Captain... Your hand—"

The captain himself didn't notice it, but the other team members saw something unusual about his hand.

The captain turned his head to see that his left hand had appeared with a layer of blue puffiness, and the skin on it had shown scaly cracks, about to burst open and bulge.

"Everyone—

" "Wow-"

The captain was just about to get everyone to disperse, when the huge cyst that had grown on the back of his hand had already exploded, and the splatters of pus sprayed onto several of the surrounding team members.

The blue pollutants immediately began to grow on the members of the team, and all the places that were touched by the pollutants began to lesion and swell...

In less than a few seconds, the contaminants had completed a second wave of explosions, and the huddled team had no way to avoid it, and almost everyone was contaminated with the substance.

What's more, the whole face has been contaminated, and the abscess has obscured their vision, squeezed their facial features, and left them in a painful suffocation.

"You shouldn't see the light, tainted... You should close your eyes... Shut forever...",

an ape-like black shadow descended from the sky on the nearest team members, piercing hideous iron nails into their eyes.

The captain, who was standing at the very edge of the line, escaped the second round of infection, and when he saw the figure of Granny Enya, he swung his crowbar at her with all his might.

"Dang!"

The power that erupted from that thin body was extremely terrifying, making him feel numb even as a firefighter.

"You shouldn't see the light either..."A

pair of bony hands suddenly wrapped around the captain's shoulders, completely controlling his hands.

The captain, who couldn't break free, failed to dodge Granny Enya's attack, and his left eye was instantly pierced.

After his left eye was pierced, he found that his pus-laden hands had been released.

A babbling voice rang in his ears: "That's right... That's right...... That's all the way it works... Who allows you to live in reality in a glamorous way..."

"Bang!"

The enraged captain kicked the Night's Soul and kicked its scrawny body straight into the air, crashing it into the shelves, dropping out a lot of parts.

"Team... Captain......

All of the team members lost sight in their left eye, and the nail went straight through their entire eyeball.

"Don't pull it out... It's going to get infected, and when we find our way out..."

, "Can we still get out, Captain..."

The captain struggled to his feet, the wound on his body aching as if it were torn.

"We have no choice, brothers, let's go, see what else awaits us in this hell..."

, the captain limped into the depths of the supermarket with a pus-stained crowbar.

Behind him, the team members supported each other along the road where the shelves were piled up.

In the real world, the supermarket has been surrounded by reporters, and everyone is questioning why the remaining firefighters don't go in to rescue them.

"Everyone is quiet, things have exceeded our expectations, the first members of the rescue team have gone in, but they have not replied so far..."

"We have to wait for reinforcements, it's been... It's beyond our reach..."