Are you afraid of ghosts?

These four words were like four steel knives, thrust into Zhou Song's chest one by one, stirring in his body and grinding his internal organs to pieces. He had difficulty breathing, covered his chest and took a few quick breaths before raising his head.

Suddenly, through the rearview mirror, I saw a child covered in flames sitting in the back seat...

Zhou Song: "Stop the car."

Liu Qin didn't stop and continued to drive forward.

Zhou Song: "Stop!"

The car approached the roadside, but before it could stop, Zhou Song pushed open the door and fell out, falling awkwardly on the roadside.

Liu Qin sat in the car and looked at him and said, "Go see a doctor. You are very ill."

Santana sped off and drove away. The whole street was silent. Zhou Song was the only one. He got up, his feet seemed to be weighed by a pair of shackles. He dragged the shackles step by step under the street lamp, his muscles

Exhausted, he sat on the ground with his back against the street lamp. He took out his mobile phone and flicked through the phone book blankly, trying to find someone to ask for help. After scrolling through several pages, he found Liang Xie's number. He called out, but no one answered.

He didn't dare to look around. All the places around him that were not illuminated by street lights were burning with raging fire, and the flames were gradually approaching him, surrounding him bit by bit...

He dialed Liang Xie's number again, but still no one answered. At this time, the cell phone was almost out of battery. There was only a thin red line left in the battery meter, and it seemed that the phone would shut down in the next second. In almost despair, Zhou Song again

Dial a number.

The call was connected, and Han Feilu said: "Hello?"
Chapter completed!