President Shen Always Top Up Money

Wu Fei froze for a second, then quickly reacted.

He didn’t move his right hand, as if nothing had happened, his mouth was still chattering: "God, where did you go..."

While he was talking, he banged, and the windshield lamp on his left fell to the ground as if it had not been stabilized, and shattered. While Wu Fei hadn't responded to that thing, he quickly picked up the camera hanging around his neck with his left hand and took a snap shot in the dark against the direction of pulling himself.

In an instant, the sticky cold feeling of grasping himself disappeared.

Wu Fei was slightly relieved, and looked at the camera album with confidence. The first picture was the photo he just took, a black hole in the picture, and there was a blurry white shadow near the left side. There is a human figure in the shadow. "22" is displayed in the upper right corner of the photo, which means that there is no space left in the album.

Wu Fei turned to the next picture, and was almost too scared to throw the camera out. I saw a magnified "person" in the photo smiling at him at close range, and his eyes without white eyes seemed to be looking straight at him.

It's the thing in the storage room.

Wu Fei unconsciously glanced back at the direction he came from—if he deleted this photo now, that thing would go back to the storage room. What will it do? Continue to stay there? Or chase it down?

Wu Fei frowned, hesitated for two seconds, or pressed the delete button to delete the photo of the thing in the storage room. This basement is very weird, and he doesn't know what he will encounter next, he has to reserve extra photo space. And the position of the white shadow is beside him, and now naturally it cannot be deleted.

He folded his camera and saw a faint, bright yellow light slowly moving towards his location.

Wu Fei raised his hand and clicked, and then vaguely saw the figure behind the yellow light in the photo-black shirt, cold and handsome sss-class face, he was right.

Wu Fei was originally vigilant about what kind of ghost was posing as Shen Xing to approach him. Later, he found that he took a photo, but the other party did not disappear, as if it was just a normal photo, and the appearance of the body might also be Not ordinary ghosts can imitate. He suddenly reacted, the person in front of him was afraid of being a real person.

He hurriedly lowered his head, pretending to be a thief while pretending to look at the photo album, and sneakily deleted the pictures of his ecstasy.

The man came to him, stretched out his hand, and said softly, "Pull on."

Wu Fei took the initiative to quickly hold the opponent's hand obediently.

It seemed that Shen Xing's face softened a little, and once again commanded indifferently: "Do not let go."

Wu Feixin said that I was wronged. It was not just that I let go. But he also knew in his heart what he might have done before, and he was just separated from God.

Wu Fei thought about it. He pulled out a rubber handcuff with a pad price of 100 yuan from the system store, quickly paid for the purchase, and then picked up the goods, and then gave him the one connected to Shen Xing with a thunderbolt. Handcuffed.

He is optimistic that many police gangster movies are played in this way. The police are afraid of the suspect running away, so they handcuff each other with themselves. This way, the ghosts in the level can't easily separate themselves from the gods?

Shen Xing silently looked down at their handcuffed hands, raised his head a few seconds later and calmly said: "Unlock."

Wu Fei calmed down and felt that his approach was a bit stupid. He obediently unfastened his handcuffs.

Shen Xing raised his head to look at him, and said after a moment: "...don't spend money on this strange thing next time."

"Oh." Wu Fei responded and was dragged by Shen Xing to continue walking forward.

The two now have only one light, and the halo can only illuminate a small space around them. They have to move closer and closer to each other, reducing the distance between the two.

After walking a distance, candlesticks began to appear on the walls. This sinking bank bought a lighter directly from the system store and lit the candlestick on the wall all the way.

The dark basement lit up instantly.

It is not like a basement with ordinary storage, but like an underground prison. The small space is divided into a "cell". But these cells are not as gloomy as real prisons, but like single rooms in hotels, with neatly arranged beds, tables, cabinets and other furniture, except for the iron fences outside the prison and locked iron doors, Everything else is no different from a normal room.

Now the cell is empty, quiet and deserted.

There seems to be nothing unusual.

Shen Xing glanced at him and reminded: "Look at it with a camera."

The two picked up the camera with their empty hands, Wu Fei turned on the camera mode, and looked through the camera lens. The basement was completely different-there were "people" in the prison cells in seven or eight.

Someone is sitting in front of the dressing table, grooming; someone is holding a book, sitting on the bed to read; someone is holding an amputated arm and is studying how to take this thing back...

What worries Wu Fei is that some "people" in the cell have already discovered them and are turning their heads to look at them. At the same time, more and more "people" noticed these two special people who were walking outside the cell, and began to let go of their things, focusing their attention on them, and even some "people" lying down When he reached the iron railing of the cell, he looked eagerly towards them from the inside.

This scene is too weird and terrifying, Wu Fei only feels that every cold hair on his body has stood up, but he still has to work hard to keep himself calm.

He leaned his head and whispered to Shen Xingdao: "Xingshen, can you say they can come out?"

Shen Xing looked at him calmly, leaning his head to his ear and whispering: "Dead are dead, do you think they can be trapped?"

Shen Xing's deliberately lowered voice made Wu Fei feel more nervous. There are so many things that are not human. I am afraid the two cameras can't handle it. He held the camera again and looked around quickly. He also lowered his voice and approached Shen Xingdao: "...then why didn't they come out?"

The performance of these things clearly seems to be locked between the square of the cell.

Shen Xing also glanced through his camera and whispered on Wu Fei's shoulder: "They may not know that they can come out...so, you can't let them find out that they are dead."

Shen Xing's voice was extremely soft, as if the lover's whispers were not humane, but Wu Fei heard cold all over his body.

But he also admitted that Shen Xing made sense. He remembered the articles he had read before, the authenticity of which was still to be discussed, but what he said was that if the small animals were kept in cages for a long time, even if the cages were no longer locked, the animals inside would not think Lift the cage out.

I am afraid that these "people" are the same.

They have been locked for a long time, so they will not try to get out of them again. "They" thought they were alive and were kept in prison and alive. So I can't get out.

So far, they have only expressed concern and onlookers in the face of Wu Fei and Shen Xing.

Wu Fei nodded, stood upright, made a casual appearance and Shen Xing continued to walk inside. He could feel the "sight" of those things sticking to him all the time, but he never looked back or gave them any special attention so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

It was not until he walked through these prisons that he was relieved.

There are two closed black rooms deep in the prison. There is some torture instruments hanging in the left room. There are traces of indelible blood on the floor and walls. A skeleton of a person lies on the center of the floor. But the skeleton was not complete. The arms and leg bones were scattered on the ground as if they had been torn apart. The ribs also showed signs of damage.

Wu Fei didn't enter. He carefully took out his camera and aimed at the room—

I saw a "human" who was violently tearing the corpse on the ground, and it was covered with blood all over his body, but he didn't realize it; and the corpse on the ground was not breathing soon, and the gurgling blood continued to flow from his neck and The abdomen wounds in the abdomen flowed out, almost filling the room.

The "man" was frantically tearing off his arm from the corpse, and stuffed his mouth into his mouth, but suddenly sensed something, stopped his movements, raised his head, slowly, slowly, towards Wu Fei looked over.