Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

It has been nearly a month since the S-level incident broke out in the Big Black Market. Although the headquarters had sent ghost riders into the Big Black Market before, the ghost riders who entered soon lost contact.

The headquarters also asked Ren Jing to predict the future related to the Big Black Market, but Ren Jing was almost trapped in the dream of the Big Black Market and could not escape.

After experiencing these things, the headquarters quickly realized the seriousness of the matter. After discussing with the military leaders, they were forced to give up the Big Black Market.

Now, almost a month has passed, and the Big Black Market has become a dead city.

The whole city is shrouded in a strange black fog, making the originally prosperous streets gloomy and terrifying. The air is filled with a strong stench, which is disgusting.

Walking on the street, you can see rotten and smelly corpses everywhere, as if you are in a huge cemetery. Some of these corpses are already incomplete, and some have been gnawed beyond recognition, which is creepy.

In the black fog, there are a lot of shadowy and terrifying figures wandering around. Their figures are blurred, like zombies looking for survivors.

No one knows how many people are still alive in this city. Perhaps only wealthy people like Wang Fujia who have independent shelters can still survive.

And those crowded places have now become a sea of ​​blood and corpses. The originally bustling commercial streets have become dead and hot.

But now even people like Wang Fujia can't stand it and have to come out to find food. It can be seen that before long, everyone in the city will be killed.

After killing everyone, the source ghost will also leave the big black market and spread this terrifying black fog to other places.

While avoiding the ghost slaves, Wang Fujia accidentally bumped into a figure, and he was immediately terrified.

Because in this city of death, in addition to the ghosts and ghost slaves, there are desperate people like him who come out to find food.

Of course, he knew the wickedness of people in the end times. When they are really desperate, they can kill for a bucket of instant noodles. Although the evil ghosts are terrifying, are humans in the end times not the same?

The man in front of him is burly, wearing a black windbreaker, and wearing a mask, sunglasses and a black hat, which looks very suspicious.

Compared with this man, Wang Fujia used to be a good-for-nothing, and now he is even more hungry and skinny. How can he beat him?

At this moment of doubt, he suddenly found that there was a badge of the Ghost Control Headquarters on this man's windbreaker.

Seeing the familiar badge, Wang Fujia's eyes lit up and he shouted excitedly:

"Ghost Control! Are you the Ghost Control sent by the headquarters? Hurry... That thing is chasing me, save me!"

The black-hatted man looked down at the man in front of him. The sunglasses and mask covered his face, so that others could not see his expression at the moment.

Wang Fujia grabbed the black-hatted man's clothes tightly, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, fearing that he would leave like this.

"The ghost tamer... I actually met the ghost tamer. I am finally saved and can finally leave this ghost place..." Wang Fujia was pleasantly surprised. He had waited for so long and had been desperate for so many times, wanting to end it all.

But his wait was not in vain, he finally waited for this moment.

However, the black-hatted man just lowered his head and looked at him quietly, like a statue, without any response.

Wang Fujia was stunned for a moment, and the joy on his face gradually turned into confusion. At this moment, in the black fog not far away, more and more strange figures were approaching this direction.

He was terrified at the sight, and shook the black-hatted man's shoulder with all his strength, shouting:

"Hurry up and save me, those ghosts are coming, aren't you a ghost tamer!"

And this time, the black-hatted man finally responded, his voice was low and hoarse:

"Save you? Do you really want to be saved?"

Wang Fujia was stunned for a moment, but soon nodded like a chicken pecking at rice:

"I want to, of course I want to, save me, Lord Ghost Tamer! As long as you can save me, I will reward you heavily afterwards."

The black-hatted man sneered and said:

"Okay, don't thank me, this is what I should do."

After that, he took out a black wooden sword out of thin air, and then quickly pierced Wang Fujia's chest.

"Puff~"

After a muffled sound, Wang Fujia looked at the wooden sword that pierced his chest in disbelief, and then looked up at the black-hatted man in shock. He didn't understand why the black-hatted man did this. Didn't he say he wanted to save him?

However, he didn't have the energy to think about these things, because he closed his eyes soon. It was a pity that this once wealthy businessman had eaten so many delicacies in his life, but he couldn't even have a full meal when he was dying.

After Wang Fujia died, his body began to undergo strange changes and began to melt.It turned into a dark and sticky substance.

And this dark and sticky object was quickly absorbed by the wooden sword in the black hat man's hand, leaving not a drop.

After doing all this, the black hat man put away the wooden sword. At this time, the ghost slaves were approaching, and groups of black shadows came out of the fog and slowly surrounded him.

But the black hat man seemed to ignore these ghost slaves and continued to move forward.

The ghost slaves also came to the black hat man soon, but when they were a few meters away, a hazy blood light flashed, and they staggered back as if they had hit something, and they could not get closer.

The black hat man just moved forward alone in the black fog, without even a glance at the dilapidated city around him, as if he had already determined his goal.

He didn't know how long he had walked, and he finally came to a huge stone pillar.

The stone pillar was as black as ink, with a cracked surface, showing a dry state, as if it had lost its vitality. It exudes a decayed and desolate atmosphere, which makes people feel a chill.

When he passed the stone pillar, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. The strange black fog that originally filled the air disappeared without a trace, and those hideous and terrifying ghost slaves also disappeared.

Everything became calm and peaceful, as if all the supernatural things were isolated outside by this mysterious stone pillar.

No one knew that there would be such a safe place in the big black market.

After passing the stone pillar, what came into view was an old and dilapidated attic, which looked at least a hundred years old.

The attic was extremely silent and exuded a cold atmosphere. It was creepy before you even got close. Most places were dark, and it was hard to imagine what kind of horror was hidden inside.

Not long after entering this place, the black-hatted man heard a deep male voice:

"Finally back, are all things done?"

As soon as the voice fell, a thin man with long hair slowly came out of the side room of the attic to greet him. If Jiang Yan was here, he would definitely recognize that this man was Xiao Wen.

The black-hatted man looked at Xiao Wen and said in a cold tone:

"The headquarters' affairs have been completed. Thank you for your hard work during this period, Xiao Wen."

"It's nothing. Anyway, I didn't lose anything. On the contrary, I saw a lot of interesting things." Xiao Wen smiled.

"That's good. This evil ghost is about to revive. I won't leave casually in the future." The black-hatted man said in a cold tone with some regret.

After speaking, his body began to change. The black windbreaker, mask, sunglasses, black hat, and the badge of the headquarters all turned into black smoke and dissipated.

When the black smoke dissipated, he also revealed his original appearance.

He was wearing a pitch-black robe, his face was pale and handsome under his black bangs, and he had a decadent and unworldly cold temperament.

He opened his eyes, and there were complex patterns changing in his scarlet eyes. It was obviously a kind of red eyes, but the pattern of this pair of red eyes was strangely black.

If Jiang Yan was here, he would recognize at a glance that this person was Qi Xiu.

"The time is almost up, they are all waiting for you, leader." Xiao Wen said respectfully.

"Let's go." Qi Xiu's face was cold, and under the guidance of Xiao Wen, he slowly walked towards the hall of the attic, and his pitch-black robe swayed in the wind...