Absolute Deal

Bai Ye stopped and waited for work.

Waiting for the visitor to approach.

Not long after, a figure appeared within the realization range of Bai Ye.

Just, unexpectedly.

It wasn't that the group of people that Bai Ye judged based on the sound were running and fleeing.

There was only one person.

It's not that he has a lot of hands and feet, so he runs in a messy and hurried manner.

But an ordinary person with a terrified expression on his face.

His face was strangely pale, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

Wearing a more common suit, the jacket has been taken off, and I don't know where it was thrown.

The white shirt was completely soaked and fitted snugly.

Showing a protruding belly.

This is a typical middle-aged British man, why typical?

Because bald, Mediterranean.

If a person is near middle age, is not bald, and does not raise his hairline, is he still a British man?

The standard "British and Middle-aged" ran over and saw Bai Ye, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

He wanted to say something, but his breathing became chaotic as his mouth moved.

His footsteps staggered and he almost fell to the ground.

The man immediately shut his mouth and could only move his hands extremely reluctantly, running past Bai Ye without knowing what he meant.

"Dude, what are you running for?"

Bai Ye asked behind the man.

Without getting an answer, the man's back quickly disappeared from sight.

Also disappearing, there was the sound of hurried, disorderly footsteps.

Bai Ye thought for a while, then simply leaned on the wall, leaning slightly, and did not continue to investigate.

I didn't mean to go after it.

After about five minutes, another footstep sounded.

The man who ran away just now reappeared in Bai Ye's sight.

He looked a little more tired than before.

Sweat dripped from his forehead like running water, and his eyes squinted from time to time.

The body is also slightly leaning forward, and the running action is staggering.

Almost using the inertia and gravity of the body, forcibly dragging himself forward.

Bai Ye can imagine that what he is breathing at this moment is probably not "air".

Rather, it was a mass of "fire".

Apparently it couldn't last for long.

The ones here can't hold on for too long, not that the man will stop.

Rather, it is said that men will run like this and will exhaust themselves to death.

His eyes were already numb.

Glancing at Bai Ye, the man didn't make any extra moves as if he had swept the unchanged scene around him.

Continue to stagger forward.

This time, Bai Ye didn't stay where he was.

Instead, he took a step to keep up with the man and ran beside him.

At this moment, the rapid footsteps Bai Ye heard suddenly became clear and audible.

Like, right behind him!

Bai Ye maintained the original speed, turned his head and looked back - the kind that turned 180 degrees directly.

That is, the numb eyes of "Bald British Middle-aged" stared straight ahead.

Otherwise, it is estimated that Bai Ye will be scared to death.

"Oh, a lot of people."

Bai Ye whispered.

In his sight, there was nothing behind him and the middle-aged man running side by side.

Instead, a large group of people followed.

These people wear modern clothes, but the "look" of their heads gives people a strange sense of disobedience.

If you look closely, you will find that hats, hairstyles, and beards are all retro.

Looks like a Victorian dress.

In other words, their heads were replaced!

These people were expressionless, running behind Bai Ye.

I don't know if they are running away together, or they are chasing a middle-aged man not far away.

To know the answer, just experiment.

Bai Ye stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed the middle-aged man, and stopped him.

With a flick of the finger, an elixir was entered.

Let the middle-aged man's body that has run out of fuel and burnt out quickly recover.

It was as if a dry pool had been refilled with a clear spring.

"what are you doing!"

After being stunned for a second, the man shouted, looking extremely frightened.

"I'm going to see what happens."

Bai Ye said with a relaxed expression.

As the two stopped, a group of people behind them also stopped.

Like a dead person, with no expression or blinking head, staring at Bai Ye and the middle-aged man.

A primal fear rises.

I felt cold, numb, and felt weak in my hands and feet.

If Bai Ye hadn't grabbed the middle-aged man's shoulder, he might have fallen to the ground.

Bai Ye looked at the strange person in front of him.

with interested eyes.

It's weird, it's kind of interesting.

In terms of strength, in terms of strength, it is definitely no match for the "double-sided ghost sculpture" in Bai Ye's hands.

Arrested in Bai Ye, I also saw a lot of weirdness.

The double-sided ghost carving is still the strongest.

But in terms of the degree of weirdness, the one in front of him will surpass the double-sided ghost sculpture.

I don't know when, a strange elf ball has been suspended in Bai Ye's palm.

The wild monster jumped out!

Your choice is to fight?

"My name is Randall Berwick!"

At this time, the man who was grabbed by Bai Ye's shoulder suddenly shouted loudly.

"Huh?" Bai Ye looked at him inexplicably.

Why do you suddenly introduce yourself?

Are all British people so gentle?

No, shouldn't a normal chat start with "It's a nice day"?

"If you're not dead, go—" Berrick almost growled, and he gave an address. "Go there, find Hank Harold, and tell him I love him!"

"…"

No grammatical mistakes, no female names, Hank Harold is a man.

After two seconds of silence, Bai Ye patted Berwick on the shoulder.

This guy is very worthy of his character, and he is indeed a British man.

"I'm not interested in doing this kind of thing, you should do it yourself."

Said the night.

In the meantime, the strange man behind him has also undergone a strange change.

There were more than 20 people, and all their heads were suspended.

Not the body, but the head suspended.

A white spine connects the body and the head.

His head swayed slightly in the air, his face was expressionless, just like a human-headed kite.

Intense resentment emanated.

Berwick has completely collapsed to the ground.

The body began to tremble.

All heads slowly opened their mouths.

The outstretched tongue was tangled in the air.

Then it broke, forming a mass of blood.

Then, the blood mass quickly formed and turned into a complete head.

The same Victorian style head.

A white spine twisted in mid-air like a living thing, and red blood flowed down the spine.

But there was no trace left on it.

The newborn head slowly "swam" in the direction of Berwick.

It looks like a water snake.

At the same time, in the mouths of the rest of the heads, tongues grew again, entangled together, and another head was about to be formed.

The one just now belonged to Berwick.

Now this belongs to the white night!

The speed of all this is not fast.

According to common sense, enough people to escape.

However, weird is weird.

The vast majority of ordinary people are not even qualified to escape in front of it, let alone resistance.

Berrick's first escape was actually drinking poison to quench his thirst.

But he was lucky because he met Bai Ye.

The human-head kite had already flown to Berwick's eyes, and a pair of empty eyes aimed at Berwick.

"Hahaha-"

Berwick let out a rapid breathing sound and reached out and grabbed his neck.

It was as if he was being pinched by an invisible hand.

At the same time, his hands were trying their best to move upwards.

It seems that you want to pull your head off your body?

"A weird attack."

Bai Ye saw almost the same, and flew up.

Kicked on a human head kite.

There is no such thing as a head flying like a football.

Under one foot, the entire head collapsed directly into a blood fog.

Sprinkled all over Berwick's face.

He froze in place, like a statue.

What, what's the situation?

Infighting between ghosts and ghosts?

Yes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At this moment, in Berrick's heart, Bai Ye has become a ghost.

A real kick to smash a human head kite.

The rest of the heads suddenly turned to Bai Ye.

Empty eyes stared at him, as if staring at some kind of dead thing.

An invisible force shrouded in.

"Go, wheeze, and chop to death."

Bai Ye laughed and turned his open palm down.

The strange elf ball fell to the ground.

When it was opened, a big axe appeared, which chopped three heads in half in an instant.

"Beeeeeeeeee-"

An excited voice sounded.