The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

Chapter 69 The unlucky black market merchant caught a glimpse of the ghost face

run.

Keep running.

Dark No. 1 felt like his lungs were about to explode. On the one hand, he was tired, and on the other hand, he was angry.

Thirty to forty meters in front, a slightly stooped dwarf, wearing a black mask, only revealing a pair of triangular eyes, stared at him with a playful look.

Dark No. 1 swore that he did not know this person at all, let alone offended him.

He was just spying on the Green Wolf Gang in secret today, and before he even started doing anything, this little man suddenly appeared behind him and bumped into him headlessly.

Then, he ran away as fast as he could.

Dark No. 1 sensed something was wrong on the spot and hurriedly chased after him.

After chasing and running, two hours almost passed.

He wanted to stop several times during the process and gave up, but the little man stopped at the same time and took out a mobile phone to click on it in front of him.

That's his mobile phone, click on it and you'll be paralyzed.

It can't be said that there are all kinds of secrets hidden in the mobile phone, but when you make a mess, Dark No. 1 becomes panicked and his face turns green.

He had to chase again, but the little dwarf ran away again.

When he runs, he chases, but when he has wings, it is difficult to catch him; when he abandons, he stops, and he keeps clicking.

Dark No. 1's mind was full of questions, and he wanted to ask this little man what he wanted to do. Was there something seriously wrong with his brain?

He actually realized that this dwarf was deliberately trying to seduce him, but the problem was, he didn't do it.

He thought about calling for backup and offering a righteous three-guarantee, but the phone was on the other party's body.

Moreover, what Dark No. 1 didn't know was that his two companions were not necessarily in as good a condition as him at the moment, and they were also calling him crazy and knowingly.

Dark No. 2 was chased for three streets by the special agents. After a fierce fight, he managed to escape with a broken hand, four cracked ribs and half of his blood.

Even his favorite ant stick was taken away, and his body and mind were severely damaged.

At this moment, he was hiding in a house, frantically dialing a number on his mobile phone. At his feet was the body of the owner of the house with his neck broken.

Without the ant stick, he would not be able to kill people easily.

When Zhang Hao woke up from suspended animation, he was in a garbage truck. His head and chest were covered with corpses or mutilated limbs. The disgusting smell of blood mixed with the stench of garbage poured into his nostrils.

He was so unlucky today that he actually lived in the same community as [Destiny] and was blocked by the Survey Corps.

When the Survey Corps broke into the door, he did not resist or dodge. Instead, he was hit by a bullet and fell to the ground. He used the evil spell and hanging technique.

The investigating soldiers were so inhumane that he almost died, and they shot him in the chest a few more times.

The cleaners who came in later were also very rough in handling the body, causing secondary trauma to the wound.

He was shot seven times in total, half of his internal organs were shattered, and he was weighed down by a pile of garbage, making him suffocated and unable to breathe.

Even with the evil spell and hanging technique, he really only has half a life left. If he doesn't quickly find a place for surgery, disinfection, sterilization, sutures... he will soon lose the remaining half of his life.

Zhang Hao touched his cell phone in his trouser pocket and found that it was empty.

It should have been dropped when he was pretending to be dead, or it might have been touched by the soldiers or cleaners collecting the corpse.

Zhang Hao pulled the corpse hard and tried to climb out of the pile of dead people.

The clattering garbage truck stopped.

There were voices outside.

"Why are there so many pieces of corpses in this batch?"

"There's no way the Survey Corps sends them like this every time."

"Only 60 to 70 percent of it is complete, and the rest is in pieces and can't be put back together. But every time I collect money, I charge it in full. It's really dark."

"Hey, you just get used to it. Fortunately, the food they deliver is fresh every time."

"Well, how to divide this batch?"

"It was already booked. Half of it was quickly packaged and sealed, and it was taken to Hongguang Laboratory overnight. There was a rush there. The remaining half was frozen as usual, waiting for Angel Sanatorium to pick up the goods."

"Eh, shit..."

Then there was a sound of chaos, because they suddenly caught a glimpse of a body standing upright on a garbage truck at the back.

Fake corpse?

distortion?

Zhang Hao's mind was also very confused. It wasn't that he didn't want to hide anymore, but the piles of corpses really weighed him down. He had to find a place to rescue himself quickly.

He glanced at a few stunned people, and then glanced at the iron sign on the gate in the distance - Orange Light Garbage Plant in District 9.

It's a garbage factory, yes, but why is it that all the talk in this garbage factory is about dead people's business?

As a cultist, Zhang Hao felt that his three views had been impacted.

He quickly jumped out of the car, gritted his teeth and ran into the darkness. Behind him were rapid roars and sharp whistles. Several security personnel with loaded guns actually ran out of the iron gate of the garbage plant.

It’s a big departure from the Nima!

other side.

Dark No. 1 once again stopped breathlessly. He was completely tired of this chasing game and turned around to leave.

Buzz buzz——

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone was especially harsh in the quiet night. Dark No. 1 had to turn around and stare at the short man.

The little man answered and turned on the speaker thoughtfully.

"My family has been exposed. I haven't found Brother Hao. I'm injured. I'm here..."

The weak voice of Dark No. 2 came from the other end of the phone.

Snap.

The little man hung up the phone and shook the phone with his index finger and thumb. The meaning of provocation was obvious.

Dark No. 1 was completely furious, his eyes were filled with anger, the soles of his cloth shoes rubbed against the ground, sparks flew, and his toes dug into the soles of his shoes.

"You've completely pissed me off."

Dark No. 1 roared and rushed towards the dwarf. His speed increased dramatically, and the dwarf was caught off guard and was actually pulled closer by him, from 30 meters to 20 meters.

"It's getting closer, I'll definitely catch up this time!"

Dark No. 1 strode on the ground, using all his strength to bite the hateful dwarf all the way, and the distance was really getting closer.

The dwarf crossed three streets, and Dark No. 1 followed him.

The dwarf went into a bush, and Dark No. 1 followed him.

The dwarf entered a dangerous building with a sign saying "demolished", and Dark No. 1 followed him in as well.

There was no light in the dangerous building, it was very dark. There was a staircase as soon as he turned in. Dark No. 1 followed him up and ran to the corridor on the 4th floor. Suddenly, the dwarf disappeared.

The corridor was very long and narrow, with doors on both sides. The doors were either closed or open. No one lived there. Some broken furniture could be vaguely seen inside.

The dwarf disappeared. He might have hidden in the surrounding rooms.

Dark No. 1 frowned and looked at the mobile phone lying on the ground seven or eight meters away. The mobile phone was still on and was the only light source in the corridor at the moment.

Dark No. 1 became more alert, staring at the phone without blinking, his eyes staring at the phone while scanning the room behind the door.

He moved slowly, stretched out his hand to push open the closed doors, and was always alert to the dwarf's sneak attack.

There seemed to be no one behind each door, until Dark No. 1 walked to the phone, he paused and lowered his head, subconsciously looking at the phone.

The phone was off.

The moment the light went out, Dark No. 1's hair stood on end, and he caught a glimpse of a sinister face in his peripheral vision...

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