Overturning the world: playing the villain at the beginning

"What's the danger? If they fainted at home, wouldn't it be more dangerous if we left them?"

Several people did not leave even after answering the phone.

Instead, he slapped the door harder.

Seeing that no one responded, they panicked.

"I remember they seem to keep spare keys in one place."

Because their aunt has a bad memory, sometimes she often forgets to bring her keys when she goes out to buy groceries.

In order to prevent them from entering the house without the key next time, they prepared a spare key and put it outside, hiding it under the carpet at the door.

Except for a few better relatives, no one knew about it.

They searched the door, and sure enough they found a key from under the rug.

The door was opened with a key, and they walked in.

The martyrs watched their act of death before they could say anything.

There was a scream like a pig being killed.

"what!!!"

Several people fled from the house rolling and crawling.

However, he was grabbed by the black thing protruding from inside and dragged into the room again.

In desperation, they scratched the ground, and their fingers scratched a few bloodstains on the ground.

Soon, it was quiet again inside.

Except for the extra car, nothing seemed to have happened.

Then, netizens saw another horrifying scene.

On the ground, a puddle of dissatisfied black liquid flowed out, slowly climbed up along the tires, and gradually enveloped the entire car.

Then a car was swallowed.

The volume of the black liquid seemed to be a little larger, and after swallowing the vehicle, it returned to the house.

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but feel their scalps go numb.

What the hell is this?

They even had a terrible guess, could it be that the reason why this town is so quiet and few people is because of this ghost thing?

"No way?"

"Could it be that everyone in the town..."

"Didn't the martyr see a person open the door before?"

"If that's the case, it's going to be a big deal."

"You don't think this thing looks familiar."

"Hearing you say that, I feel the same way."

"I also……"

"I seem to remember it!"

"That monster!"

"You mean the monster that Sword Immortal destroyed?"

"The monster that swallowed the whole building?"

"That said, I feel more and more like it."

"Isn't this thing wiped out? Why does it still appear?"

"Have you forgotten that the root cause is not this thing, but the medicine of the strange doctor?"

Shen Yan naturally recognized the true face of this thing.

However, he was a little surprised.

This guy has grown to such a huge size.

Last time, it only surrounded a community building, but this time, it directly surrounded the entire town.

In Shen Yan's perception, "it" filled the whole town, and it was integrated with the town.

Almost every part of the town has its body.

It is like a huge monster, lurking in the dark, waiting for the prey to come to the door.

As long as you enter the town, you will become its food.

The reason why the martyr was not attacked was actually because he was not considered a living person, but barely a corpse.

After all, the body of a zombie is quite different from that of a human.

It is estimated that the monster also sensed this, so it did not attack the martyr.

Shen Yan was a little strange.

That is, why do "people" still exist in this small town?
The big man who opened the door for him before, in fact, Shen Yan discovered him the first time he saw him.

That person is dead, it's just a soul manipulating a dead body to act.

What puzzled Shen Yan was that the monster didn't choose to devour them.

You know, the soul is also on its recipe.

The martyr knew that this kind of monster had no intelligence at all. It actually did things entirely by instinct. Like this, leaving some people not to eat it, and using it as bait to take advantage of others, it can be called mutation.

But the next moment.

Arrived at nine o'clock in the morning.

The doors of all houses were opened.

The people inside came out and wandered around on the street, and some people stopped to communicate with each other.

Some appeared to be going to work, while others began to work in the fields.

Everything is natural and orderly.

If they hadn't seen the scene before nine o'clock, no one would be able to see what's wrong with this small town.

But if you look carefully, you will find that the expressions on the faces of these townspeople are too rigid, not vivid and natural at all.

It's not so much a human being, it's more like being controlled.

It's okay for one person, but when there are more people, the audience also found something wrong.

"Why do I think the expressions on their faces are very weird, as if they are frozen."

"Yes, it seems to have facial paralysis."

"Hiss! Do you have this feeling? They look a bit like puppets of illusion masters!"

"Look carefully at their footsteps, the amplitude and frequency of their steps are almost the same."

Many people gradually discovered that something was wrong.

And right now.

They were surprised to find the figures of the few people who seemed to have been swallowed by the black liquid monster before.

Now, instead of looking anxious at the beginning, they walked slowly to the street with stiff faces.

From time to time, he would stop and chat with each other a few times.

"Didn't something happen to these people?"

They were terrified.

Don't know what's going on here, but it's certainly not a good thing.

The martyr finally moved at this time.

He immediately grabbed one of them.

The man's behavior seemed to be fixed, and suddenly being caught was clearly more than he could handle.

So his reaction was a little sluggish.

Of course, if there is no previous foreshadowing, even if many people see this appearance, they will think that he is just born slow and unable to react. There are such people.

Now they don't think so.

After the martyr captured the man, he touched a cold, sticky liquid. The martyr grabbed it and pulled it out hard.

A black nematode nearly a meter long was pulled out of the man's brain by the martyr.

After the nematode was pulled out, it writhed and struggled in the hands of the martyrs, and it would also make a "cheep" sound.

But after a few minutes, it slowly stopped moving, and after a while, it began to wither and shrink, and then quickly turned into several black shells.

It's dead.

And the black nematode was pulled away.

The person's body twitched for a while, and then fell face down.

On the exposed back of the head, there is a very conspicuous and deep hole.

This is where the bugs are caught.