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042 The Male Corpse Runs Away

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    The tyranny of the headless male corpse soaked in blood has not been restrained by the retreat of the surrounding cold atmosphere.  "My head! Give me back my head! Who took my head? Give me my head back!" One after another, the shrill roars continued to emanate from the body of the extremely violent headless man.  Under round after round of sonic attacks, the cold air gradually disappeared without a trace.  The originally gray light seemed to have returned to a normal warm color, which made me feel warm all over when I was in it.  I don't know if it's an illusion, but I seem to have noticed the shivering sound coming from many refrigerators.  Oh shit, no way!  Do dead people still fear?

    Just when I was puzzled, I suddenly felt that the light covering my whole body seemed to change color again.  Immediately, a soaring bloody aura filled the air.  What, what's going on here?

    I looked around, and found a long, narrow bloody river in front of the headless male corpse.  Under the reflection of bursts of bloody bubbles, the entire mortuary was actually set against a sea of ??blood.  I couldn't help shivering.  What the hell is going on here?  Compared with the depressing gloom just now, the churning blood is even more frightening now.

    "My head! Give me back my head!" The headless male corpse kept repeating sternly and eeriely.  Suddenly, he walked crookedly along the long bloody river.  It seemed that at the end of the long bloody river, there was the head he cared about most.

    Uh, this guy actually left!  After a little bit of astonishment, I got into trouble.  Should I stay here, or follow him?  This is a mortuary, and it is not a good place, filled with cloudy air.  From the bottom of my heart, I was very reluctant to stay in this ghost place.  Besides, I'm also afraid that after the headless male corpse leaves, those guys hiding in the freezer will start to make trouble again.  The feeling of being surrounded by so many ghostly things is not very good.  However, I don't really want to continue following that headless male corpse.  Because, now, the bloody, violent and manic headless male corpse is very frightening.  Once he is discovered by this terrifying guy, the consequences will be unimaginable.

    Just when I was in a dilemma, in a dilemma, I found myself floating up involuntarily.  There seems to be an invisible attraction between me and the headless male corpse, as long as I leave a certain distance, I will be pulled by it involuntarily.  Alas, this is so sad!  It seems that for a while, I can't get rid of that scary guy.

    I resigned myself to the long red river.  Immediately, the pungent blood made me cough.  But then I realized something was wrong, so I covered my lips firmly with both hands while desperately trying to stop coughing.  I looked forward with some concern.  I found that the guy in front was not attracted by my coughing.  My dear!  so close!  It scared the hell out of me!  I patted my chest lightly with some lingering fear.

    I once again looked at the figure in front of me with some guilt.  The headless male corpse was still howling terribly.  What was different from before was that his stiff hands waved violently.  Looking at that posture, it seems that it wants to tear apart all obstacles that dare to block its "head-seeking".  From the strength of his swing, it is easy to feel that he seems to want to vent the hatred in his heart in this way.  Tearing the barriers seems to be nothing more than an instinctive revenge measure.  In his heart, it seemed that everything in front of him became the chief culprit for his loss of head, and of course it became his most hated enemy.

    Although the movements of the headless male corpse were stiff and slow, the morgue was not very big, so it didn't take long for me to follow the headless male corpse to the gate.  Today, the vigil is still that bold old man.  In such an eerie place, the old man was actually dozing off.  Seeing his head like a chicken pecking rice, I couldn't help but admire him.  I already think that the burden is very heavy, but compared with this old man who can sleep peacefully in the morgue alone, the gap is definitely not a little bit.

    When I was feeling "ashamed", I suddenly realized that something was wrong.  Because, I saw the long bloody river passing right under the old man's feet.  No, the headless male corpse is about to reach the old man!  Judging by the strength with which the guy waved his hands, the poor old man would definitely be beaten up by him and even die.

    "Old man, wake up! The dead body has changed!" At this moment, how could I consider whether my behavior might attract the attention of the headless man?  In desperation, I instinctively shouted loudly.

    However, the old man still closed his eyes and snored like thunder.  So, I shouted loudly again: "The corpse has changed! Everyone, run!"

    ?I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s because of the heavy sleepiness, or because of the old age and bad ears. After I reminded again, the old man not only didn¡¯t wake up, but lay downHe fell down on the desk and fell asleep even more recklessly.

    Seeing that the headless male corpse is about to arrive.  How to do it?  What else can I do!  Keep reminding loudly!  "Zombies! Zombies are coming! Run, everyone!" After shouting loudly for the last time, I closed my eyes helplessly.  Alas, it's not that I don't want to remind, but that it's too late.  I didn't want to see the old man being torn to pieces by the headless corpse, so I had to close my eyes.

    However, the expected scream did not appear.  I looked forward a little strangely.

    Weird!  It's so weird!  I actually saw that headless male corpse passing through the desk and the old man's body just like that waving his hands.  It seemed that the desk and the old man did not exist at all.  Immediately, I was stunned by the shock!

    The picture in the eyes is constantly zooming in.  Damn, no, I'm about to collide with that desk and the old man!  When I woke up, I immediately realized something was wrong.  I want to detour, but I can't change the direction of travel at all.  As a last resort, I had to use my legs hard, trying to set the pace of moving forward.  However, the footsteps stopped, but, under the traction of the headless male corpse in front, I was actually dragged to slide on the ground with both feet.  I dare not let the bloody ghost thing stop.  Therefore, in desperation, I had no choice but to yell loudly to the old man in front of me: "Old man, get out of the way! Get out of the way! We are about to hit you!" Seeing that the old man didn't respond, I yelled again: "  Dead old man, get out of the way! We're about to hit you! Get out of the way!" Unfortunately, this dead old man slept too deeply!  There was no response to my shout at all.  Going to hit it!  Really going to hit it!  In desperation, I had to instinctively block myself with both hands.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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