Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 1085

The ration reserve trolley, which had been out of control for more than half an hour, finally approached the K-10 platform, which was not a stop, after the central system took over the control.

The wheels of the tram rubbed against the track with a regular rhythm, and then slowly came to a stop.

However, there was no heavy guard on the K-10 platform as expected, so as to "greet" the bold lunatics who dared to hold the tram.

In fact, there is a hill of human bodies piled up on the platform, which is very high. According to visual inspection, there are at least a hundred or so corpses used as building materials.

Another pile of smaller hills reflected dazzling white light under the pale light, um, this is a pile of samurai sword hills.

This scene is not so much scary as it is absurdly joyful.

A tall, tall and handsome man was standing leisurely beside the hill of samurai swords, watching a girl in a traditional Chinese blouse with long hair with bangs pick and choose among the katana hills.

The girl held a large delicate strawberry cake in her hand, and she wanted to choose a cake-cutting knife that was convenient for her.

"what happened?"

The powerful enemy on the ration reserve tram saw this strange scene on the platform, and his voice suddenly tightened.

"All the companions waiting here were killed by that man, with one hand."

One of the descendants of the dark who escaped at the moment of life and death by virtue of excellent ninjutsu and fast speed, dragging his seriously injured body, desperately told the person on the tram what they had encountered before.

Hearing this, the person on the tram raised his eyes to look at the pile of corpses on the platform—headshots, broken throats, broken hearts, all hit in one hit, fast, ruthless, and accurate.

"The two of them, what's their background?"

asked the man in the tram.

"No, I don't know. Kah, pooh..."

The ninja blood clan who tried so hard to report the news finally couldn't hold on anymore, spewed out a mouthful of blood and some internal organ fragments, and fell down the rails from the top of the tram.

There was a muffled sound of "dong", but it didn't get a glance from the two men and women on the platform.

The man in the tram saw that the last subordinate he was here hung up, and was silent for a while, then he stretched his long arms, grabbed the tightly bound Ningmei and Atletico: "Say, they are Not your partner?"

(End of this chapter)