Bai Ming didn't bother to pay attention to Ding Zhijian, and his eyes noticed the distorted poster on the bedroom wall.
The originally brightly colored two-dimensional character portrait is now rotting and peeling off at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a piece of yellowed and moldy old paper.
·Dark red blood stains oozed from the paper, slowly squirming as if alive, outlining the crooked and twisted text.
【Rules for square dancing activities in Xingfu Community】
h【In order to enrich the cultural life of residents and promote neighborhood harmony, this community organizes daily square dancing activities. In order to ensure the safe and orderly conduct of the event, participants are requested to strictly abide by the following rules]
【Participant Rules】
【1. This event is only open to women over 55 years old. Men and young women are not allowed to approach. If you find that someone who does not meet the requirements is mixed into the team, please report it to the team leader immediately]
【2. The activity time is 19:00-21:00 every day, and the location is the community...&￥#%】
Bai Ming's pupils suddenly contracted.
Happy community?
But this is clearly Tangming Community?
The community where you live is called a happy community.
And why are the rules incomplete?
Is this the case, or is the ghost not fully realized because of the rules in the real world?
It seemed that Bai Ming had read through the rules, and changes began to appear in the room.
The old tape recorder suddenly made a harsh electric sound, and then the volume suddenly increased, playing "The Most Dazzling National Style" with a changed tone.
The music was also mixed with inhuman moans and snickers, like countless mouths whispering in the ears.
Bai Ming felt dizzy and his body was shaking uncontrollably.
Humbling joints made a "clicking" sound, and his feet involuntarily stepped forward in a strange dance.
"Brother Bai also heard the call?" Ding Zhijian's smile was torn to the roots of his ears, and dark yellow pus oozed from the corners of his mouth, "Welcome to the square dance team of Xingfu Community."
The bedroom space began to distort.
The flesh ring composed of three circles of dancers rotates rapidly, and the necks of the five aunts in the innermost layer twist like snakes.
The backs of their heads were almost touching their backs, exposing their pale throats.
The aunts in the middle suddenly turned their heads, twisting their heads while staring straight at Bai Ming with empty eye sockets.
The aunts on the outermost layer have their hair spread out in buns, with countless squirming blood vessels hanging down from their heads, dancing in the air like living creatures.
Bai Ming had already seen clearly at this time that those "sports clothes" were not cloth at all, but uniforms sewn from skin. The so-called rose red was the color of blood.
The aunts were dancing strange dances, and Bai Ming's body was also automatically imitating those inhuman movements.
But how can the human body be so twisted?
Without hesitation, Bai Ming activated [Unable] to become immune to Rule 1.
If I didn’t use it immediately before, I’m not sure there are any unknown rules that haven’t been discovered yet.
But now, it is the time when it has to be used.
After using [Unable] on Rule 1, the restraint disappeared instantly and Bai Ming's body regained its freedom.
But he still pretended to be under control and struggled with all his strength, his joints turning white from holding the [long stick] tightly: "Where are you from? Who are you?"
"I am Ding Zhijian. "The voice of the other party became shrill, like multiple voices overlapping, "Brother Bai, come and dance... dance forever..."
Bai Ming looked past the twisted aunt and saw a piece of white hand bone exposed under the bed.
That is the real Ding Zhijian, right?
I'm sorry, I'm late...
Bai Ming was upset, and anger welled up in his heart. Ding Zhijian had been cooperating with him for a long time to eliminate "good people" and helped him apply for a reward for bravery. The two had already formed a great friendship.
But compared to the anger in his heart, his thinking was calmer.
While performing a weird and twisted dance, he approached the aunts step by step.
First step...
Two steps...
Three...
No, there is still the sound of breathing!
I heard, there was a faint sound of breathing under the bed!
Ding Zhijian is not dead!
He is still alive!
It’s just that the hand was bitten...
No, or it’s even worse.
However, as long as you are alive, there is hope and a future for everything!
Then——
Bai Ming picked up the [long stick type 1] and smashed it down with all his strength with a sound of breaking through the air!
…
Dip! drop! drop! drop--!
The sharp alarm sounded suddenly.
「Warning! Regulation pollution exceeds 100 index!」
The instruments in the car emitted a dazzling bright red light.
"What to do, Captain Li..."
The petite girl wearing Lolita-style clothes tightly grasped the lace skirt, and the color on her face was as delicate as a porcelain doll.
Li Pingxia, captain of the first team of Dongcheng’s relevant department, said in a deep voice: “Su Yeye, calm down, as a new generation of S-level players in Dongcheng, this kind of behavior is outrageous.”
Su Yeye’s pupils reflected the flying lights outside the car window. The scenery passing by quickly: "This is the ghost! Once it expands, the entire Tang Ming community will fall in an instant!"
She bit her lips hard: "Damn it! It's all my fault! If I hadn't found the wrong place at the beginning, I couldn't have let the ghost start to expand!"
Li Pingxia clenched the steering wheel and tightened his knuckles: "Don't take all the responsibility on yourself. As a leader, I gave the order. If it's wrong, it's my fault. And because it's a ghost, we have to stop it."
Su Yeye sounded annoyed: "Sister Li, can you really stop it? With the current time, when we arrive, there will be fierce ghosts, even vicious ghosts."
Li Pingxia accelerated the car: "Are you afraid?"
"No!" Su Yeye's eyes lit up with a flame of determination, "I will make up for the mistakes I made! Even if it is..."
"Don't talk about death." Li Pingxia interrupted her, "Life is more precious than anything else, besides..."
And compared to others, as an S-level player, your life is more precious.
Li Pingxia did not say this sentence.
There is no need to say it.
She had already planned to save Su Yeye's life at the last moment, even if she had to sacrifice herself.
Because with Su Yeye's strength, he will definitely go further than a B-level player like himself who is dying soon.
It will also be able to have stronger strength and more time in the future to protect this country.
What's more, Su Yeye is so young, only 18 years old, and so beautiful, as young as a flower.
It would be a pity to sacrifice like that.
Although Li Pingxia does not want to admit that she judges people by their appearance, Su Yeye is indeed the most intelligent person she has ever seen in her life, which makes people feel pity for her.
She pretended to be a listening earphone and continued: "Besides, I have received the message that the detachment leader will arrive soon."
Su Yeye said in surprise: "But isn't the detachment leader still in the copy?"
"Just coming out," under Li Pingxia's control, the tires made a screeching sound in the sharp rotation, "Let's delay the expansion of the ghosts first. As long as we can hold on to the first wave of offensive, the detachment leader will arrive immediately."