Chapter 1007 Who Hit Me
The waiter still stood in front of them with his last movements, his eyes losing their luster.
All this happened silently, but it was this weird atmosphere that made Zhou Ze feel suffocated even more. The oppression brought by these two weirdos was far more intense than Xue Jia's.
No. 13 shook the wine glass in his hand, not bothering to talk to the waiter who was dismembered by No. 2. His eyes slowly swept around the bar, looking for the source of this supernatural incident.
Here is a disciple who is out of control.
Finding people is not No. 2's strong point. He is used to solving problems in a more direct way, just like dealing with this enthusiastic waiter. No. 2 raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, "How is it?" Then he looked at No. 13 .
No. 13 frowned slightly, with a puzzled expression on his face, "I can feel the breath of that guy. It is right here, but I can't determine its location."
After a moment of silence, as if he had made up his mind, No. 13 took out a deck of playing cards from his pocket, and No. 2 casually pulled a chair and placed it in front of No. 13.
Put your hands together, hold down the playing cards for a few seconds, and scatter the cards on the chair. No. 13 used a lot of force, but none of the cards fell to the ground.
The next second, a scene that made Zhou Ze's hair stand on end appeared. A white glove appeared out of thin air on the boy's outstretched left hand, and the playing cards on the chair began to move in a strange way under the operation of this hand. The state moved, and the playing cards shook and turned over one after another, until finally only one card was left facing away.
The flipped playing cards are neatly arranged around the last card.
Zhou Ze subconsciously counted the number of cards turned over. There were 52 real cards and 2 secondary cards.
54 photos in total.
Zhou Ze immediately realized that the card now lying upside down on the chair was an extra one and did not belong to any of the cards in the set. He began to wonder what was on this card.
But he didn't notice that after the white gloves appeared, the pupils of the boy not far from him gradually expanded, and his whole person took on a strange posture, as if he was on the verge of death.
Slowly, the white glove turned over the last card.
In an instant, Zhou Ze's face froze. The card showed a guy dressed like a clown, which was more terrifying and grotesque than any clown image he had ever seen before.
And...and the clown also wears the same white glove on his right hand, but his left hand is bare.
A ridiculous guess emerged in Zhou Ze's mind, "Could it be...could the white glove on his left hand be stolen from the clown?"
On the card? The clown stared outside with malicious eyes. The next second, his body started to squirm strangely, and then he suddenly stretched out his left hand. In Zhou Ze's incredible eyes, a hand reached out from the cards and grabbed the boy's wrist. It was like pulling him into the cards.
This absurd and weird scene was actually playing out in front of his eyes, and Zhou Ze even suspected that he had time-traveled into a movie.
But when he came back to his senses, everything was back to normal.
The playing cards were placed quietly on the chair, with the last card still upside down. The boy was breathing heavily and shaking his arms slightly.
If Zhou Ze could observe more carefully, he would find that the boy's shaken cuffs just cover his left wrist, and at this moment, there are several deep marks on the slender wrist, with five distinct fingers on the marks.
After No. 13 took a breath, No. 2 lowered his voice and asked: "How is it?"
"It's not the only one here, there's something else here!" No. 13 looked at No. 2, "Apart from you and the out-of-control disciple, there's another guy hiding here! There are three S-classes here!"
< br>No. 2’s eyes paused slightly, “It’s the night watchman, they also sent people here "
No. 13 nodded and looked around with a little more vigilance. The situation was worse than expected. If only one disciple lost control, he and No. 2 would still have a chance to join forces. There are restrictions, but there is an S-class hidden in the dark, which makes this matter troublesome.
Who would have thought that three S-class people would squeeze into this unknown bar, and what he was most worried about was that when he and No. 2 teamed up to deal with the out-of-control disciple, the one hiding in the dark The guy will do something.
"Huh?" No. 13 suddenly looked at his left hand. The white glove actually appeared again, and the playing cards spread on the chair began to shake for no reason.
No. 13 stared at the last card, his mouth opened slightly, and panic appeared on his face, "Someone is coming, the new S-class, stronger than all of you!"
No. 2 heard this. He left immediately on the 13th, "I can't stay any longer, I'll take you out first."
Seeing the two benefactors leaving in a hurry, Zhou Ze jumped up from the chair without caring about his own intentions, and hurriedly chased after me, "Benefactor, benefactor, wait for me, take me with you!"< br>
Comman Bar, the corridor where Jiang Lei and the others came in was dimly lit.
A fleshy hand shook in front of a stiff-faced person. After a moment, the fat man swallowed his saliva, turned his head and whispered to Jiang Cheng beside him: "Doctor, you are really amazing. , he really can’t see us.”
Jiang Cheng looked at the sculpture-like waiter in front of him. He was sure that the waiter was dead and was now assimilated into a part of this supernatural event.
He often comes to Conman Bar, but he never knew that there was this passage under his feet. He looked towards the end of the road. This road was very deep, as if it led to another world.
“Fat man, give me your hand.” Jiang Cheng said seriously.
The fat man looked at Jiang Cheng with confusion, then raised his left hand. Jiang Cheng pulled the fat man's wrist with his hand, then raised it, and with lightning speed, used the fat man's hand to give it to the smiling waiter. A slap.
The touch on the waiter's face was very cold, which reminded the fat man of the corpse in the morgue, but before he could get scared, he found that the expression on the waiter's face changed and became more frightened than him. The waiter jumped back suddenly, leaning against the wall, covering his right face with his right hand, looking around with a pair of frightened eyes, "Who? Who the hell hit me?"
Jiang Cheng finally felt relieved at this moment and smiled at the fat man who was staring at him with wide eyes and said, "Don't worry now, people inside can't see us or hear us."
" Because we were entangled in the bus, ordinary supernatural beings The incident will not affect us. "
"It seems...not like this doctor." The fat man looked at the waiter. He found that the waiter's empty eyes gradually focused, not on him and Jiang Cheng, but on him. It's looking at the shadows they left on the wall.
To be precise, it is the shadow of Jiang Cheng.
The next moment, before the waiter opened his mouth and prepared to make the next reaction, a knife was handed out from behind and nailed the waiter's shadow to the wall. (End of chapter)