Chapter 142

Parents watched Zhang Heng punished, but they didn't dare to do anything.

Zhang Heng was punished with only half a breath and recovered after recuperation for several days.

"Dad, when will Uncle Wang leave?" Zhang Heng, who can get up from bed, asked this first sentence. He finally understood that Uncle Wang might not be human.

"One year. According to the experience left by our ancestors, it is usually a year. " Dad said, "a year soon passed. For your wife, son, daughter, son, you must hold back. "

Zhang Heng can't bear it.

After he went out to get unemployment compensation, he bought a lot of cameras and installed them at home. Then he brought a large cup of tea and made an apology to Uncle Wang.

"Uncle Wang, I was not sensible before. I will listen to you in the future." Zhang Hengcheng said sincerely.

Dad didn't know his son's character. He tried to wink at Zhang Heng, but Zhang Heng was unmoved.

"Good, little Heng Heng. A good child is one who knows his mistakes and can change them. Uncle Wang, I like a good child best. " Uncle Wang was easy to coax and happily drank the tea handed over by Zhang Heng.

When he finished drinking the tea, Uncle Wang's face suddenly changed. Then his whole body swelled up and made an ugly corrosion sound.

Zhang Heng laughed: "Uncle Wang, you are so stupid. I gave you undiluted concentrated sulfuric acid, and my father said you couldn't kill me. I'm free, our family is free. "

Uncle Wang's body was corroded by concentrated sulfuric acid. Zhang Heng's father turned pale and scolded, "fool, what did you do. You killed our family. "

"But I killed Uncle Wang, Dad. Didn't you say it couldn't be killed? I killed it. " Zhang Hengxi smiled.

The old man shook his head and looked gray: "go, you'll run away with your wife, son and daughter immediately. Run as far as you can, and as long as you can. "

"Why, Uncle Wang is dead. I killed it. "

The father slapped his son: "you didn't kill it, no one can kill it. Obviously, we only need to endure it for a year and we can be free. But you're trying to kill it. You're in great trouble! I'll leave this old bone here to make atonement for you. You run away with your family. "

Zhang Heng looked at his father's face. Although he didn't understand why, he didn't dare to take anything. He only took his wife and children to get on the bus and drove out of the city desperately.

Mingming has already driven away from Yin City, and Mingming has already driven a thousand kilometers. But after the zhangheng family were too tired and slept in a hotel all night, something strange happened.

When they opened their eyes, they found that they didn't know when they came back. Back to the familiar home, the familiar room.

Uncle Wang, wearing a white mask, was sitting by their bed with a gloomy smile on his face. Holding the head of Zhang Heng's father.

Bloody head.

"Xiao Hengheng, you are not a good child. You don't deserve to be the head of your family, so from today on, I will be the head of your family. " Uncle Wang said, reaching out and slapping Zhang Heng on the forehead.

Zhang Heng's sense of existence in this world gradually disappeared from that day.

If there is hell on earth, the 18th floor is definitely no longer terrible.

Because Uncle Wang is on the 19th floor of hell.

……

People who win cards always say they are good at cards, but who is willing to admit that they have a good hand?

Yenuo got the card in his hand. To tell you the truth, he really can't comment. He got the museum for several months. He read a large number of books in the museum and the notes of the former administrator, and really understood a lot of things.

Strange Museum Bo is a good thing, and rewards are also good things, but they are not easy to take, and they need to be exchanged with life. So it's too early to say good cards and bad cards.

After all, in the long history of the museum, 99% of the museum administrators failed to survive the first few tasks.

For example, although yenuo has been psychologically prepared, he never expected that the task of the third door of the museum would be so abnormal. If he hadn't been a little smart, he would have been a bit of an administrator.

"Spell it." Yenuo stood at the door of Cheng fangya's house and knocked. When the door opened, he stepped in.

Cheng fangya's home is not small, but the house is a little old. As soon as I entered the restaurant, several people sitting in front of the table shot their eyes together.

"Old three." Li Jiaming cried and shouted, "I knew you were a brother enough to save us."

"No one can save us, no one can save us." A middle-aged man sitting next to him looked haggard and kept spitting out this sentence, like a repeater.

It looks like Cheng Kangya's father.

Beside Cheng Kang, there are two old people, a man and a woman, Cheng Fuya's grandfather and grandmother. The two old men looked at yenuo and didn't say a word. They even looked dead after being tortured by despair.

Cheng Kang's wife is serving dinner for everyone.

Cheng fangya's face is very bad and her physical condition is also very bad. She seems to have been tortured. But the poor girl held on, sat at the table and waited for dinner, even if she had no appetite.

"Where is it?" Yenuo looked around the customer hall and didn't see the dark matter monster, the guy named Uncle Wang.

Li Jiaming wanted to speak again. Suddenly, his mouth seemed to be pinched. The second opened his mouth hard. His tongue was grabbed by an invisible supernatural force and pulled out. The whole tongue was about to be torn off.

Night Nuo snorted coldly and pinched his hand: "white burn."

A white light flashed, and Li Jiaming was finally able to breathe. He covered his throat and gasped hard.

"Why don't you talk? Are you playing games with Uncle Wang?" Yenuo asked.

Cheng fuoya's younger brother timidly wrote a line with his fingertips soaked in water: "Uncle Wang said that he didn't talk about food or sleep. When you talk at dinner, break your tongue. "

Seeing yenuo's incredible ability, the eyes of the old man and woman in front of the table suddenly lit up, but the light went out again. Still bowed his head and said nothing.

"Then who can tell me where it is?" Yenuo asked. He just tried to put on the relic to see through, and wanted to see clearly the location of Uncle Wang. It can be seen that there is no way to see Uncle Wang. The basic technique of decontamination is to open the sky. Obviously, you can see the trace of dark matter monsters, but it is also useless for Uncle Wang.

It's not easy.