The driver was a middle-aged man in his early forties. Although he looked ordinary and balding, he was kind and talkative. However, when he heard Du Kang mention the No. 2 old dormitory building, he was stunned. Although he quickly covered it up, Du Kang could still see the deep fear in his eyes.
"This driver must know something."
Du Kang pondered. Just as he was about to ask, there was a sudden commotion in front of him. The car that was moving forward slowly stopped.
"I'll go down and see what's going on."
The driver got out of the car and ran to the front to see what was going on. In less than a minute, he ran back and got into the car without saying a word.
Du Kang saw that the driver's face was pale and his lips were trembling Weiwei. Obviously, he was very scared. Du Kang couldn't help but wonder, "Brother, what happened in front?"
"Why are you still alive …" Ever since the driver returned to the car, he seemed to have a lot on his mind. When Du Kang asked him, he blurted it out. However, he suddenly realized that he had said something wrong and quickly shut up. He grinned at Du Kang and reluctantly explained that there was a car accident in front and all the people were smashed into pieces. He was timid and could not bear to see such a bloody scene, so he was scared.
"I see …" Du Kang nodded and sat back in his seat. He glanced at the driver from the corner of his eyes and found that the driver's hand holding the steering wheel was trembling slightly. His eyes kept turning left and right as if he was guarding against something.
"You're talking about the No. 2 old dormitory building in No.1 Middle School? That's a dangerous place. Young man, you're also going there for an adventure, right? Listen to me, don't go there. Many people have gone there and never returned. Nobody knows if they're alive or dead."
The driver was a middle-aged man in his early forties. Although he looked ordinary and balding, he was kind and talkative. However, when he heard Du Kang mention the No. 2 old dormitory building, he was stunned. Although he quickly covered it up, Du Kang could still see the deep fear in his eyes.
"This driver must know something."
Du Kang pondered and was about to ask when there was a sudden noise from the front. The car that was moving forward slowly stopped.
"I'll go down and see what's going on."
The driver got out of the car and ran to the front to see what was going on. In less than a minute, he ran back and got into the car without saying a word.
Du Kang saw that his face was pale and his lips were trembling Weiwei. Obviously, he was very scared. Du Kang couldn't help but wonder, "Brother, what happened in front?"
"Why are you still alive …" The driver seemed to have a lot on his mind since he returned to the car. When Du Kang asked, he blurted it out. However, he suddenly realized that he had said something wrong and quickly shut his mouth. He grinned at Du Kang and explained that there was a car accident in front and people were smashed into pieces. He was timid and couldn't bear to see such a bloody scene, so he was scared.
"I see …" Du Kang nodded and sat back in his seat. He glanced at the driver from the corner of his eyes and found that the driver's hand holding the steering wheel was trembling slightly. His eyes kept turning left and right as if he was on guard against something.
Du Kang felt that something was wrong.
"One point is the sky is clear, two points are the earth is clear. Demons and ghosts, show yourselves quickly!"
Two fingers brushed in front of his eyes and looked out of the window again. He only felt a mist of blood, and there was even a cloud of black gas that rushed up to the sky.
"Violent death of a malicious ghost, resentment soars to the sky!"
Du Kang's heart suddenly jumped. He thought to himself that this Dongguang was so restless. The red-robed ghost king was enough of a headache, and now there was a violent death of a malicious ghost. Du Kang couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows and rub them hard. He told the driver to go down and take a look. After a while, he pushed the door and got out of the car, squeezed through the crowd and arrived at the scene.
The scene had been cordoned off by the police. There were a lot of people around, of course, many of them were snapping photos and scrolling through their WeChat Moments. Du Kang couldn't help but shake his head for a while. No matter what their purpose was, the dead were the most important. Now that there was a dead person, they were indifferent. The numbness of people's hearts could be seen.
Squeezing through the crowd, the curses and complaints were just like a breeze in Du Kang's ears. Now Du Kang had been through life and death, and he had seen some storms. His state of mind was no longer the little loser who couldn't hold two taels of butter in his stomach. He walked past with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Dark golden light flickered in the depths of his eyes. As he got closer, that soaring resentment and blood Qi were even more frightening. Du Kang touched the tip of his nose and couldn't help but be startled. He muttered, "So fierce!"
"Isn't it? You say, the person who did this is too inhuman."
A rough man next to Du Kang said in a muffled voice. Seeing that Du Kang was looking at him, he thought that he wanted to say something, so he really told Du Kang what happened.
Just now, a car in front stopped at the intersection when it was waiting for the red light to change. When the green light changed, the car was still motionless. The rough man's Jeep happened to be behind the car, so he couldn't help but press the horn twice to urge the car in front to move faster.
After two honks, a person got out of the car. He was wearing a black suit and a Halloween ghost mask on his head. The rough man thought that he had encountered road rage, so he rolled up his sleeves and was about to get out of the car to talk to him. However, the person wearing the mask just looked coldly at the rough man who rushed out of the car and squeezed out of the gap in the traffic without looking back.
A few car owners nearby also saw this and felt that something was wrong. A young man driving a BMW went to the front of the man's car. He planned to drive this bastard's car to the side of the road so that the cars behind him could go past.
However, as soon as he opened the door, he was smelled by a strong smell of blood mixed with a foul smell. He covered his nose and retreated, fanning the air in front of him with one hand.
Looking into the car, the back seats of the car had been removed, and there was a pool of blood that had not yet dried on the chassis. The dark red blood dripped down the door and onto the asphalt road.
In the pool of blood, there were six bulging black plastic bags with traces of blood seeping out of them. More importantly, one of the plastic bags was not properly wrapped. The bag was half-open, revealing a deathly pale face. His eyes were wide open, as if he had died with everlasting regret. Streams of blood flowed out of his seven orifices, making him look extremely miserable and hideous.
The young man was so scared that he fainted on the spot and fell to the ground unconscious. Later, someone called the police, and the road was closed. It was said that the traffic police had already arranged for another lane to be opened so that the people behind could pass as soon as possible.
After listening to the introduction, Du Kang had more doubts in his heart. Just now, the driver said that this person was smashed to pieces in a car accident, but the person beside him said completely different things. It was an extremely vile murder and mutilation.
"We met by chance. Why did he lie to me? What does he know, and what is he hiding?
Did he speak nonsense without knowing the reason, or did he do it on purpose? "
Du Kang touched the tip of his nose with his fingers and looked sideways at the taxi he was sitting in. He was still stuck in the traffic, and he couldn't move even if he wanted to.
"The police are here. I don't want to cause trouble for myself. I'll go buy something to eat first. I'm afraid this matter can only wait until the red-robed ghost king is eliminated."
Du Kang had already made a judgment in his heart. He said goodbye to the rough man beside him and turned back to the taxi. He leaned on the window glass and tapped his finger lightly.
No one knew what the driver was thinking. He was so lost in thought that he didn't even notice that Du Kang was standing outside the car door. He was shocked by the sudden knock on the window. When he turned his head and saw that it was Du Kang, he secretly let out a sigh of relief. He pretended to push the door open and got out of the car as if nothing had happened. He put his arms on the window and asked Du Kang, "Young man, it looks like we won't be able to get through for a while. What are you going to do?"
"I'm here to talk about this. Here's the fare. I'm in a hurry, so I won't waste time with you here. See you later."
Du Kang gave the driver the fare. While talking, he had secretly taken out his mobile phone to take a picture of the taxi's license plate. Then he waved to the driver, squeezed through the gap of the car, and went on the sidewalk …
Bypassing a side street, Du Kang found another taxi and returned to the shop. As soon as he entered the shop, he smelled a burnt smell, and there was thick smoke coming from upstairs. Du Kang was so scared that he hurriedly ran up. Before he could see what was going on, a man with a black face, two big eyes, and a mouth full of small white teeth rushed toward Du Kang with bared fangs and brandished claws.
"Damn!
What the hell! "Du Kang dodged sideways and raised his right palm to cut the back of the African-looking man's neck.
Unexpectedly, the man was as slippery as a loach. His body twisted like Weiwei, and Du Kang's palm slid along the man's back. The man bumped into his arms, and then he felt his hand was light. The delicious food in his hand had been snatched away by the man.
"Xiao Pang, Xiao Pang, you're finally back. Come and help me!"
Another "African friend" also rushed out of the billowing black smoke. His face was also dark, but Du Kang knew that this voice must be Weiwei's the moment he heard it.
A black face, two big eyes, and a mouth full of small white teeth. His long hair was messy, and there were two strands hanging down from his forehead. He looked like a cricket, and smoke was coming out of the top of his head.
Looking at Weiwei who had such a sharp style, Du Kang couldn't help but burst into laughter while holding his stomach. "Sister … Sister Chu, what's going on? Did you get thrown into the stove?
You … your style, "Du Kang made a tentacle gesture in front of his forehead and gave Weiwei a thumbs-up," is very sharp and avant-garde. "
"It's none of your business." Weiwei was so angry at Du Kang that she gritted her teeth. However, she knew that she was in the wrong, so she couldn't lose her temper. She just stared at Du Kang with her big eyes, "Xiao Pang, come and help me. Why can't the oil put it out?"
"What the hell? What did you say? The oil is on fire!"
Du Kang couldn't laugh anymore. He walked past Weiwei and rushed into the kitchen. The floor was full of sparks, and the whole stove was full of fire. Thick smoke was billowing, and a big spoon was upside down on the ground. It had been burned red, which showed how high the temperature was.
Du Kang regretted it as soon as he stepped in. He felt like he had entered an oven, and all the pores on his body opened up. He felt that his hair and eyebrows were all burnt, so he had no choice but to step back.
He started to look around and saw the goldfish tank next to the coffee table in the living room. It was more than two meters long and filled with water. It would take four adults to lift it.
Now, Du Kang was also anxious. Coupled with the fact that Du Kang's physical strength was extraordinary, he rushed to the front. He didn't care that the oxygen pump was still plugged in, he grabbed the edge of the tank with both hands and used his strength to lift it up. The goldfish tank, which weighed more than four hundred kilograms, was forcibly lifted up by Du Kang. He rushed to the kitchen in two or three steps, aimed at the place where the fire was the most intense, and smashed the entire fish tank over.
Crack!
Whoosh!
As steam and white smoke rose, most of the flames on the floor were put out by the tank of water. Du Kang looked at the kitchen's charred walls and the twisted cutlery and ingredients. He turned to look at Weiwei, who was standing at the door obediently like a child who had done something wrong. He suddenly realized that he couldn't vent his anger.
Instead, he asked, "Sister Chu, are you hurt?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Du Kang felt stupid. Who was Weiwei? She wasn't an ordinary person. She wasn't human at all. Was a 1,500-year-old snake spirit a joke?
Even if she was thrown into a boiler, she probably wouldn't be able to hurt a single hair on her, let alone this small fire. It was just that her style was really … really unique.
"Sister Chu, what's going on?"
Du Kang asked in a slightly reproachful tone as he pushed Weiwei into the bathroom to take a shower. He hugged his shoulders and leaned against the wall outside.
"Yeah, it's Jing Jing. She said she was starving and wanted to cook herself some deep-fried ribbonfish. Then, I don't know what happened, but the oil caught on fire. I brought a basin of water to extinguish the fire, but when I went underwater, the fire burned even stronger." Weiwei's voice came from the bathroom. At the same time, the sound of running water could be heard.
Du Kang's expression froze. He suddenly realized that Weiwei was taking a shower in the bathroom behind him. The sound of running water and the soft sound of the shower gel rubbing against his body made Du Kang blink his eyes. He told himself, "Du Kang, don't look at indecent things, don't listen to indecent things, don't look at indecent things, don't listen to indecent things!"
Although that was what he was thinking, his eyes couldn't help but drift to the glass door behind him. The frosted glass door reflected a petite figure rubbing her hair with both hands. Her figure was curvaceous in all the right places. Looking at her, Du Kang swallowed hard. He made a great decision before withdrawing his gaze and turning his head to the other side.
Du Kang suddenly felt his upper lip wet. He wiped it with his hand and looked again. Only then did he realize that his nose was bleeding!
"Xiao Pang, are you still there?
Why aren't you talking? "Weiwei asked with her head tilted as she rubbed her arms with the bath sand.
Outside the door, Du Kang, who was looking up and plugging his nose with his fingers, could only reply in a muffled voice, "It's nothing. Hey, Sister Chu, the person who rushed down before you just now wasn't Ran Jing, was it?"
"Yeah, it was Ran Jing. What's wrong with her?"
Weiwei's answer made Du Kang instantly have a bad feeling. He slapped his thigh and rushed downstairs as fast as he could. However, there was no one there!