192. Chapter 192 Why are the eyes of this monster in the photo moving?


Chapter 192 Why are the eyes of this monster in the photo moving?

The daytime of this island city is like a long and prosperous scroll that will never fade.

In an almost noisy yet orderly manner, it slowly unfolds in front of every traveler's eyes. Come.

The sunlight struggled to pass through the narrow gaps between high-rise buildings and poured onto every street.

Walking on such a street is like being in a huge hive, with crowds of people flowing, but each one is busy and orderly.

On both sides of the street, shops are lined up row upon row,

The colorful signboards shine brightly in the bright sunshine.

The store clerks greet every customer who passes by with friendly smiles.

The sushi chef behind the bar is concentrating on cutting fresh sashimi, his skills are admirable.

The barista skillfully draws flowers, giving each cup of coffee a delicate artistic pattern that is beautiful.

The air is filled with the aroma of all kinds of food, and the tempting taste makes people slow down involuntarily,

eager to taste this ultimate temptation from the taste buds.

“What is this?”

“Could it be that a new store has opened recently, and is it so advertised?”

“I’ll pick one up and see what it is. What?”

Pedestrians walking on the street noticed the photos falling from the sky.

Many people curiously stretched out their hands to grab the fallen photos, some bent down to pick them up from the ground,

Some handed them to friends next to them to watch,
< br>Some put their heads together curiously and examined the content above.

“Ah! What is this? It’s so scary. Is it a prank?”

"Is there a new horror-themed store opening? I like this one best, but this design is quite unique."

"Why are the eyes of this monster in the photo moving? I'm dazzled "

Many passers-by looked at the photos carefully.

Hidden in that silent photo is a horrifying image that is beyond the scope of human cognition.

This face is subtly similar to the human form but completely different, and every line is permeated with an indescribable chill.

The muscles around the eye sockets seemed to be dragged by an invisible force, sinking deeply into the indescribable dark abyss.

There is nothing in the eye sockets, no light of life at all.

This hollow is darker than the deep night and colder than the silent wilderness.

And the mouth was even more exaggeratedly opened.

The corners of the mouth were torn to the ears, revealing uneven and dull teeth.

This mouth seems to never be able to close. It is shouting silently, and it seems to be carrying out an endless wail.

Although its sound wave has not reached the ears, it has already caused chills in people's hearts and trembled in their souls.

Every inch of the skin is covered with a gray-green luster,

neither the vividness of the living nor the silence and death of the dead,

but somewhere in between. There is some strange existence between them.

This color looks even more eerie in the bright sunshine.

It seems that it can spread out from the photo at any time and pollute everything around it.

There seemed to be an indescribable chill in the air.

It penetrates the skin and reaches deep into the bone marrow, making people shiver involuntarily.

This photo is like a cursed mark that, with just a glance,

can awaken the deepest fears and insecurities in people's hearts.

“Throw it away quickly, it’s so scary.”

“I’m going to call the defense department. There must be some bastard deliberately spreading panic.”

“This one in the photo I seem to have seen this face somewhere, but I can’t remember it.”

Many people were so frightened by the face in the photo that they threw the photo on the ground.
< br>Some even crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can, while others simply took out a lighter and tried to light it.

However, this photo cannot burn for some reason.

The man had no choice but to throw it into the trash can.

But he didn’t think too much and just thought that the photo was made of fireproof materials.

On a certain street.

A few young people who had just gotten off work were happily discussing where to go to relax in the evening.

After all, tomorrow is the weekend, so there is no need to get up so early. Each other's faces were filled with anticipation and joy for the weekend.

Bang!

Suddenly, the head of a young woman walking in the middle exploded instantly.

Broken bones, splattered brains, splattered flesh and blood, splattered everywhere.

Several colleagues who were still laughing just now stood frozen on the spot.

Their bodies, clothes, hair, and faces were covered with various substances that could stimulate the brain nerves. of bloody things.

The young woman in a business suit still stood there, holding the strap of her crossbody bag with one hand.

"Ah! Kako! Kako, what is going on?"

The colleagues around him didn't react suddenly until they smelled the strong smell of blood that stimulated their stomachs.

Everyone's face is full of fear and collapse. Anyone who encounters such a situation will have such emotions.

While walking with my friend, my friend’s head suddenly exploded.

The headless corpse was still standing there, with blood spurting out from the broken neck.

"Look at that thing on the street? A monster! Is it a monster or an evil spirit? No! Evil spirits are monsters, and monsters are evil spirits."

There is a man carrying an office bag. He was so frightened that he fell to the ground, holding his hands on the ground, and his legs were shaking.

He tried his best to stand up, but his legs didn't obey him at all, and cold sweat kept flowing down his face.

On the corner.

A thin and slender gray-blue figure stood quietly, holding something tightly in his hand,

It turned out to be a broken head dripping with blood.

The outline of the head is vaguely discernible, and it belongs to their usually gentle and pleasant beauty colleague Yoshiko.

The beautiful colleague who once lit up the office with her gentle smile

At this moment, only a broken face is left, and her empty eyes stare into the endless darkness.

The blood continued to slide down like thin threads, dripping onto the cold stone road.

It quickly gathered into a shocking pool of blood, exuding a suffocating smell of rust.

The surrounding air seemed to solidify instantly, and the slight sound of every drop of blood falling to the ground could be clearly heard.

They jump and spread on the ground,

Finally, they form a meandering river of blood,

flowing silently towards the sewer mouth at the end of the street. Go, accompanied by the sound of rushing water.

In this suffocating silence, the gray-blue figure suddenly moved.

Its movements are as fast as lightning, beyond imagination, as if it has crossed the boundaries of space.

In just a blink of an eye, he disappeared.

At the same time, another male colleague who was panicking and about to turn around and run away met a more miserable fate.

His abdomen was suddenly torn apart by an irresistible and powerful force,

with a dull cracking sound, his internal organs were ruthlessly pulled out by the monster.

Just like discarding a useless object, it was thrown carelessly on the roadside.

Following this sudden brutal act, the entire street was instantly engulfed in panic.

The gray and blue figure shuttles like a ghost,

Every movement was accompanied by the flickering of afterimages, the speed was staggering and it was almost impossible to capture its whereabouts.

On the street, the blood gathered into a trickle, and then gradually gathered into a river, slowly flowing to the sewer not far away.

With the sound of splashing, it seemed like the gate of hell quietly The opening sequence.

People’s desperate screams and collapsed cries were intertwined

to form a symphony of terror like the end of the world.

The night is getting darker and darker, and the river of blood is still flowing quietly, carrying the lament of life into the unknown abyss.

The air is filled with a strong smell of blood and despair,

It seems that the whole world has sunk into this bloody purgatory, with nowhere to escape and nowhere to turn. Tibetan.

Chu He stood at the top of a building,

overlooking the miserable state of the streets below, and sniffed the air gently: "What a prosperous island city."
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(End of this chapter)

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