v3 Chapter 924： The death of Chu Zhao

With a full of exhaustion, I drove back to my home community and stopped the car in the underground parking garage. Chu Zhao entered the elevator. Since the last time about her girlfriend, Chu Zhao also changed the house.

There is a mirror in the elevator. Chu Zhao can clearly see the burnout on his face. It is not how busy the police are, but because the two recent real tasks are really a bit big for his load, one if There are not smokers who come to help in time, and they will have an accidental risk.

Moreover, I don’t know why my heart is always restless. Chu Zhao can’t say any cause and effect. But he’s been to the audience forum and found that everyone’s things seem to be quite a lot. At least, the actual task is more than usual. A lot has gone out.

The audience's enthusiasm for the real task is also to make a flattering of the broadcast, because after the completion of the real task of the broadcast to get some preferential treatment in the next story world, in the end, it is to increase the probability of living.

After pressing "18", Chu Zhao slowly stepped back a few steps, leaning back on the side of the elevator. He felt that he might not be particularly suitable as an audience, or that he was "frightened" and "stimulated" at the beginning. "After that, my mental state has become worse and worse, just like fatigue driving, I can't wait for a kick on the accelerator pedal to hit the bottom and hit the person out. It's purely **** to look at God."

"Ding……"

The elevator went to the floor, the elevator door slowly opened, and Chu Zhao walked out with his own hat, but the man just walked outside and suddenly cooled down from his spine.

After many stories of the world, Chu Zhao’s instinct has also been trained, and his profession is the police, so it will be more sensitive to some things.

My home turned left in front, but Chu Zhao did not extend his foot and walked forward at this time. The lights were still there, and he could even hear the noise of the children in the house. Everything was really normal. Normal, but Chu Zhao has a feeling of great difficulty. The strong sense of crisis is like a hand holding his throat and neck to make him almost breathless.

He subconsciously reached out and pressed the elevator button. Because it was late at night, no one else used the elevator at this time. The elevator stopped at this level just after closing the door. Therefore, the elevator door opened directly.

Chu Zhao retired, he believed in his instincts, and did not think that he was a soldier, but when Chu Zhao returned to the elevator, he found that there was more than one person in the elevator.

It is a woman.

The woman wore a pink coat, light blue jeans, ponytails, with a youthful and feminine atmosphere.

"Chu team."

The woman looked at Chu Zhao with affection.

Chu Zhao’s hand shook a little,

This woman, his ex-girlfriend, even almost got married at first, but she died and was killed by Su Bai. For this incident, I had a long time conflict with Su Bai. Actually, Shang Chuzhao also understood that the practice of Su Bai was right. He helped himself. Moreover, the reason why the relationship between the two is getting more and more alienated is only the cause of the fuse, but it is not the real reason.

Goodbye to my ex-girlfriend, it is still very moving, but Chu Zhao did not have any emotions out of control, and did not like the bridges in the mentally retarded TV series rushing to scream the name of his girlfriend, and his right hand appeared directly Paper, not hesitate to stick to the woman's brow position.

She is dead,

Do not,

She actually died long ago!

When she fell in love with her, she was no longer a real person.

The paper began to burn, the woman began to scream, her face was all wronged and tears, she could not believe that her fiancé would treat herself like this, she was very painful, she was very uncomfortable, she was innocent, but her body was also Start to melt.

The elevator door began to close at this time, Chu Zhao reached out to stop the elevator door, people in a critical moment, this kind of closed only one side of the pattern can actually give people a sense of security, because your subconscious will feel that you are surrounded It is safe to face only the threats that may arise in one direction, but if it is completely closed to you, the sense of security will disappear in an instant, as if you have no room to escape.

But only heard a "click", the elevator door that was closing seemed to have become two sickles at this time. Chu Zhao only felt his right arm tremble, and then found that his entire right hand broke from his wrist.

The elevator door was closed, and the elevator started to start again. Chu Zhao looked at the right palm that he had broken. The inner tension and fear quickly heated up, but he had not completely lost the square inch. After all, for the audience, the real world was affected. Heavy injuries will recover when you enter the next story world. The most important thing is to keep your life.

What exactly is going on?

Who is going to shoot for myself?

The ex-girlfriend has already turned into a pool of pus under the action of the paper, and this closed elevator space immediately becomes stench and unpleasant.

"Hey!"

The descending elevator suddenly stopped again at this time. Then, from the gap of the elevator, a piece of white paper was stuffed in. These white papers were not ordinary A4 paper, they were artificially cut one by one. The human form, like a piece of paper, people began to attack Chu Zhao directly after entering the elevator from the gap.

In fact, the paper is very sharp. Every year, there are a lot of students with bad luck in the school. They have nothing to do with paper and squat on their lips and then draw a big hole. These paper people are like a hand at this time. The sharp dagger was stabbed to Chu Zhao.

Chu Zhao’s right hand has been broken, and he does not know which floor the broken palm has left. At this time, his eyes show a dark red color, and then a dark red beam of light is shot, hitting a paper man. Some of these paper people burned and some became yellow, but they all landed on the ground.

But these paper people are like endless, and there are new paper people coming in from the gap of the elevator. Chu Zhao does not dare to sneak in one after another, and he is glad that he just exchanged the day before yesterday. A new lineage skill, otherwise the situation is not so good.

However, when Chu Zhao clung to the side of the wall and kept dealing with the piece of paper, suddenly, two pale hands emerged from the wall of the elevator on which the side of Chu Zhao leaned. The timing of these two hands appeared just in the time when Chu Zhaoxin was all involved in the paper people.

"Hey........."

The two hands are directly attached to Chu Zhao’s binocular position, like a game that is often played as a child. Your friend covers your eyes with your hands behind your back.

"Guess who I am?"

But this time, it was fatal. When Chu Zhaozheng was preparing to struggle, the hands were withdrawn, and at this moment, the two paper people were approaching.

"Hey! Hey!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!!!!"

Chu Zhao’s screams echoed in the building. He was squatting on the ground. His eyes were already bloody, but more and more paper people penetrated into it...............

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The air in the mountains has always been good. The natural factors here limit the economic development here, but the economic development restrictions have reserved a good natural environment for this place. Therefore, everything has its own two sides.

Out of the tent, Su Bai washed it at the side of the creek. Behind him was the orphanage. His son was inside, but for the time being, he couldn't get in and took him out, but fortunately, it should be faster.

Yesterday evening, I went back here, tents and other living utensils are still there, but Chen Ru is not here, and I don’t know what to do. She certainly comes and goes freely, and does not need to report with Su Bai and others.

Foye started earlier than Su Bai. On the opposite side of the hill, I saw vaguely talking to Foshan and talking with a few people. Everything is going fast. It is expected that the engineering team will start coming in tomorrow to cover the mountainside opposite. The temple is gone.

Of course, the temple is just a small temple. Su Bai has seen the drawings. It is a bit like the small temple that Sun Wukong and Erlang God changed during the old version of Journey to the West.

The fat man’s tent is still snoring, Su Baiben intends to cook something, and the Buddha who has already finished talking with the construction team is coming over, saying:

“It’s early to cook tea when it’s poor.”

Someone does the work, and Su Bai is naturally happy to be the treasurer.

After a short while, when the scent of butter tea spread, the snoring of the fat man suddenly stopped, and then the fat man squinted and walked out. "Good fragrance."

Everyone looks at each other and smiles. Some things will change, but some natures are hard to change. Perhaps they are unwilling to change. Even if they used to, they all cherish the time to be ordinary people in the real world, let alone everyone. There is almost a countdown alarm clock on the head, and the days are so more valuable.

Su Bai still remembers how to teach the fat man to eat the instant noodles in the hotel when he first knew the fat man. Later, he found that every time he stayed at the hotel with the fat man, the fat man digs up the bottom of the barrel and then eats it. Go back and wait for the check-out and you don't have to pay for the instant noodles.

When the Buddha Lord gave everyone a cup of tea, Su Bai’s cell phone rang. At first glance, it was actually a phone call for himself. In fact, since the last time, the smoker and the child have not been in contact with each other. Everyone's life and circle, everyone is not a barrier, but each has a sense of proportion.

Su Bai took the call,

"Hey, Su Bai, is that you?" The voice of the smoker was a bit cold, as if he was restraining his emotions.

"It's me, what's the matter?" Su Bai asked when he received the butter tea from the Buddha.

"In the middle of the night, Chu Zhao died."