Age of the Mist

Chapter 1122 Warm milk cuts evil

The film crew next to it is also a discerning person, and they have been following closely for so long and can already hear the clues from Sheriff Jim's description.

That Wellington, I'm afraid it's an evil, and it's a very powerful evil.

The film crew was a little nervous, they still had an idea of ​​what filth was like.Looking at the clinic again, I felt that the clinic was really gloomy, but in broad daylight, it was coated with an obscure lead color, as if it had its own underworld filter.

Moreover, during the observation, a cloud of fog appeared inexplicably, covering the clinic.The fog is getting thicker and bigger, which is obviously not normal.Listening to the echo from inside, it has gradually changed from a fierce roar to a strange and ethereal one. Just listening to the sound makes my head feel dizzy, and my sense of direction seems to be beginning to be confused.

The reporter couldn't help but swallowed, and shivered slightly.It is reasonable to say that he should follow the special case team closely, but now he is a little frightened, looking at the gate of the clinic and dare not enter.

At this moment, I suddenly felt warmth behind my back, as if there was a direct light.

"Be brave." A voice came to my ears, the voice was melodious and firm: "The mission of the reporter is to record the truth and spread it to the world, just like the ancient historians. Soldiers fought bloody battles and faced powerful enemies. Could it be said that historians Don't you even have the guts to pick up a pen?"

The film crew's camera turned back and captured a peerless beauty stepping off the command vehicle next to her.She speaks righteously and radiates brilliant righteousness all over her body.Her sharp gaze made all the film crew bow their heads in shame.

That's right, the special case team is already at war with a powerful enemy. We journalists don't need to do it ourselves. Could it be that we dare not even record it?
Thinking of this, the leading reporter immediately said: "All get up, and follow the director's footsteps, we will go wherever the director goes, and we can't back down!"

Everyone in the film crew worked hard: "I choked to death!"

Next to it, the camera suddenly discovered that the peerless beauty did not come empty-handed.

Ling Xingjian came to Shi Tiexin with a cup of milk tea and looked at the clinic side by side. The eyes of the holy light looked at the sky in front of him. Obviously, the evil inside had opened up the real underworld.

"No problem?" Ling Xingjian was slightly worried: "Your fake underworld has been broken, and your combat power has been damaged. Let me go in with you."

Shi Tiexin's fear field exploded, and he did lack some specific means to face the great evil.

But Shi Tiexin is not afraid at all, and has a plan in his chest.

"Don't worry. Although my fake field has exploded, the title of 'Evil Buster' has become more and more real. Wellington is just a person who inserts a label and sells the first, and he will come back when he goes."

Hypnotized?

hint?

Ha ha!

What do you mean by playing tricks?Tactical lean back.

Shi walked into the thick fog with big strides, his tall body mixed the thick fog into chaos.

The camera crew desperately followed.

After a while, only the roaring in the clinic stopped, and there was a faint voice of soldiers shouting "Wan Sheng".

A moment later, the real underworld covering the clinic suddenly shattered, collapsing into thousands of pieces.

After a cup of tea, Mr. Shi had already arrested him and returned.He was striding forward, holding a white man firmly in his hand.The man, in his 50s, is the director of the Wellington Clinic.

In the previous public interview materials, this Wellington is the kind of person who looks gentle on the surface, but there is always a creepy yin and presumptuousness hovering in the depths of his eyes.

But now, he rolled his eyes and drooled, and the unconscious Ababa had become a complete fool.

Throwing Wellington onto the escort car with a bang, Shi Tiexin turned around and saw Ling Xingjian drinking milk tea through a straw.

"tasty?"

"It's okay. It's a bit cold."

"The milk tea doesn't taste good when it's cold." Shi Tiexin reached out to grab it naturally, took the milk tea and held it in his hand.With a move of vigor around the body, the temperature of the milk tea immediately rose.

He took a sip from the same straw without any notice, and nodded loudly: "The warm milk is just right, and it really tastes much better." After that, he handed the milk tea back, and said with a smile: " Come while it's hot."

Seeing the straw that Shi Tiexin had drunk, Ling Xing gave him a reproachful look, and still took a sip of the milk tea.

It is indeed much better.

sweet.

The corners of his mouth curled up.

The lens of the "historian" faithfully recorded all this, and the sour smell of love floated to the whole world.

Among all the cast members of the FireWire Nie Zhicheng series of videos, Shi Tiexin and Ling Xingjian are the most talked about.

The so-called red powder is given to a beautiful woman, and a beautiful woman is matched with a hero. If a hero buys red powder, he has to buy a garage.

Ling Xing sees that he no longer hides his charm, he frowns and smiles and looks forward with affection, with all kinds of charm and elegance.The combination of her and Shi Tiexin is undoubtedly extremely popular.

Every time a shot of them appeared, a large number of people posted barrage and wrote messages.

"No, I'm not reconciled, I'm against this marriage!"

"What are you talking about? A man and a woman are a natural match, so it's your turn to object here?"

"That's right, such a fairy couple is simply destined! It's just..."

"only?"

"The director seems to be a little too big, and the two of them have poor physiques, just like Tyrant T holding hands with King Ada. Do you think the size of the blade and scabbard can match?"

"Come here, there is a remnant of the Golden Palace here, catch him quickly! ——Although I really want to know."

A large group of remnants of the Golden Palace and God of Slaanesh are all concerned about the blade and scabbard, but Shi Tiexin doesn't care about those guys, and starts a happy life of killing evil, and handles cases every day.

On this day, a report was received: a floor that does not exist!
Description of the case: The old residential building obviously only has six floors, but many people inexplicably saw the stairs leading to the seventh floor.Many people never returned, and residents on other floors in the same building also saw blood seeping down from the ceiling, and were terrified out of their wits.

Sounds like fun.

done!

That night, in the dilapidated old building, a terrifying figure stepped up in the interlaced light and shadow.It was the sixth floor, and he didn't stop. He turned around and stepped on the stairs on the seventh floor that didn't exist.Boom, boom, boom, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed with a heart-shattering pressure, and the light bulbs in the corridor were flickering, with a gloomy feeling that penetrated into the bone marrow.

The footsteps stopped, and he had reached a floor that did not exist.There is an old wooden door with a peephole on it.

"It is said that if you look at this cat's eye, you will see a terrifying blood eye on the opposite side? Then many bloody hands will stretch out and pull people into the door? It sounds fun."

The giant shadow bent down, like a mountain toppled down, and leaned its head to observe the cat's eyes.

Inside the cat's eye, there really was a bloody eye, as if a skinned corpse stuck against the inside of the door.

Anyone who sees this scene will be scared out of their wits.

But the giant shadow outside the door just took out a flashlight from his pocket and put it on his chin.

The evil inside was also observing the outside. Just as the evil stared at the dark corridor outside, the giant suddenly opened the switch.

The face, brightened, but not completely lit.

The bright and dark face showed a "kind" smile towards the cat's eyes, and Xie Hui, who was about to open the door, immediately froze.

　The health of the operating officer improved, but I fell ill again. I really pressed the gourd and floated the ladle (covering my face and laughing and crying)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)