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Zhang Xiao, who knows the ability of silver water chains, knows that silver water chains do not rely on the impact of this water wave to kill him, but to use this to enter his body.

When the waves fall on him, there will definitely be a lot of water falling on his eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and silver water chains hidden in it can enter his body.

Then, the silver water chain can incorporate the water and blood in his body into his body to control him, torture him, and perhaps kill him in the end.

But facing such a dangerous situation, Zhang Xiao's face did not change at all. Not to mention being afraid, there was not even a ripple in his eyes, and he was cold and almost like a robot.

The next moment, the waves rush on Zhang Xiao, and a large splash of water exploded.

He didn't hide, but suddenly spoke at the last moment:

"Have you been making stones for more than ten years, even your brain has become stones, Kataki Yasuoru?"

"Hehehehehehehe..."

The response to him was the sound of water rushing against each other, and the laughter of a child laughing freely, which was extremely strange.

In about one second, the water waves that soared into the sky fell again, and the water pool suddenly became calm. Only where Zhang Xiao stood, water drops fell down, splashing ripples.

"Hey, are you okay?"

The scene of Zhang Xiao being hit by the waves happened to be seen by two firefighters who had just arrived. One of them was wearing a fire hat, a fire uniform and a wrench. Seeing this, the older middle-aged firefighter immediately came up to ask.

Zhang Xiao's body was motionless, as if he had not heard the firefighter speak.

The middle-aged firefighter was a little strange, but the water flow without silver water chains in front of him became surging again not far away, and the water pipe that was initially cut off by Zhang Xiao again sprayed out a lot of drinking tap water.

Seeing this, the middle-aged firefighter had no time to pay attention to Zhang Xiao, who seemed to be uninjured. He took a wrench and rushed to the other side of the puddle. He opened an unknown cover nearby, which was a water valve. He wanted to hurry up and repair the public property of the country to reduce waste.

Another young firefighter behind him also followed him with a crowbar-like tool. When passing by Zhang Xiao, he waved his hand and drove him away: "If you are not injured, stay away. The water flows here, and it is not fun to fall accidentally."

"Hehehehehehehe..."

Just as the younger firefighter walked past Zhang Xiao, a strange sound suddenly sounded behind him. The continuous turbulence of the disappearing water flow was like a strange laughter from a child.

He was suddenly shocked and looked back suddenly, and saw the man who was soaked by the impact of water, staring at him expressionlessly with a pair of blood-red eyes.

Although he didn't see the man talking, he felt that the voice came from him... and not from his mouth.

On this summer morning, he suddenly shivered and suddenly remembered many ancient stories about water ghosts, urban legends, and ghosts that a colleague at home on sick leave claimed to have seen.

In an instant, the ghosts and monsters gradually overlapped with the man in front of him with blood-red eyes and wet bodies, as if they were emitting a wave of gloomy ghostly aura, and even the sky became dark.

The face turned pale, and the young firefighter couldn't help but scream.

But he didn't know what he thought of, so he immediately raised his hands to cover his mouth, suppressing the screams he was about to shout.

Dang...

He didn't even care about the tools that fell from his hand like crowbars, and turned around and caught up with the middle-aged firefighter without looking back.

Was ala... There seemed to be a sound of water rushing in his ears, which made him hold his breath and dare not look back.

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Crunch-

"Okay, the water is finally closed."

After a while of busyness, the middle-aged firefighter wiped his face, whether it was the splashing water or the sweat left behind, patted the valve in front of him and said with a breath.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that there was a figure standing beside him, the younger firefighter. He looked at him and was stunned immediately. He asked with a little anxiety and confusion: "Sanchuan, what's wrong with you? Your face is so pale?"

The young firefighter Sanchuan, who was beside him, was still pale at this time, his lips were trembling, and he looked in fear.

Hearing the middle-aged firefighter's question, he seemed to come back to his senses. His enlarged pupils suddenly shrank. Looking at the middle-aged firefighter, he said in a slightly sharp voice: "I, I think I've seen... that one!!"

"That? Which?" the middle-aged firefighter couldn't figure it out at once.

"That's it, it's just me. I said that morning that I saw the thing on Yutian Road. I think I saw it." The young firefighter explained hurriedly, even taking out the example of his colleagues who were at home on sick leave, although he had ridiculed him for this a few days ago.

It is worth mentioning that Yutian Road is right behind Shewang Town Comprehensive Hospital, close to the main building of the hospital, which is the building where Zhang Xiao landed by helicopter.

The middle-aged firefighter was shocked. The colleague who was on sick leave at home claimed to have seen ghost zombies. Although not many people believed it, the other party's deep fear could not be faked. The stern story was extremely detailed. Even the lessons such as "can't make sounds, and must not look back" were given thousands of instructions, which made many people feel shadowed, and everyone who knew about it was a little murmur.

"Where?" After calming down, the middle-aged firefighter calmed down first and asked further.

He didn't think they had really encountered dirty things, otherwise Sanchuan wouldn't have been fine, but his face was a little pale... Didn't you see the last one claiming to take sick leave at home while seeing that thing? It is said that it was because the dirty thing sucked the yang energy.

"Just... just behind me, is the man before, his eyes are blood red and he makes ghost laughs, me, I..." In the end, the young firefighter named Sanchuan couldn't speak again, and his face was even more shocked.

The middle-aged firefighter's face changed drastically, but he didn't care about that anymore, because he knew who Sanbu was talking about halfway through hearing it. Unexpectedly, he had contacted the thing first. At this time, he immediately turned his body and bypassed Sanbu, who was blocking his sight, looked behind him.

The middle-aged firefighter was nervous, not sure whether it was fear or something, but then he breathed a sigh of relief and slapped Sanchuan in anger, saying, "Who is the one who is wet with water probably has gone back long ago and scared himself."

Sanchuan still didn't believe it, but couldn't help it. He looked back tremblingly and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He muttered in a low voice: "Really, that guy's eyes are bloody and he looks scary, and there is also the ghost laughter..."

Bang-

The middle-aged firefighter made another head-on tower and said angrily: "I don't have some common sense. People's eyes will naturally turn red when they are washed by water. If you do, you will be able to do it. What kind of ghost laughter may be the sound of water flowing. If you don't understand this, why do you still work as a firefighter?!"

At the end of his speech, the middle-aged firefighter couldn't help but scold him sternly, concealed him, and vented his little heart that had just been scared.

"Oh." Sanchuan responded with utmost urgency and did not dare to refute. Although he was still in a daze and did not believe the middle-aged firefighter's explanation, he did not speak up and made it boring. Maybe he thought it was the case.

"Get the things and leave." The middle-aged firefighter said for a while, venting the fear in his heart, and then stopped talking, waved his hand and turned to the direction he came.

Sanchuan followed the middle-aged firefighter for a few steps. When he arrived at the place where Zhang Xiao was just now, he suddenly stopped because he remembered that he was so scared that he even dropped the tools. But now he saw that the crowbar-like tool had disappeared, and he didn't know if it was picked up by Zhang Xiao.

Sanfun's face changed slightly, and he didn't care. At worst, he could just pay a compensation. It was nothing compared to avoiding the danger in his premonition, spending some money or being scolded by the superiors was nothing.

After walking a few steps, Sanchuan stopped again because the middle-aged firefighter in front of him also stood up for some reason.

Mifu walked to him and asked strangely: "What's wrong? Mr. Fujiwara?"

"...Manchuan, have you forgotten to lock the car door?" The middle-aged firefighter named Fujiwara asked coldly at the fire truck that disappeared not far away.

"Ah?" Sanchuan looked back and felt a cold sweat... Are there still people who are stole fire trucks in this era? Don't be fined for running a red light?

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At this time, Zhang Xiao, who was driving a fire truck, glanced at the big stone in the passenger seat, and followed the direction in his mind, heading all the way to Dongfang Jasuke's home.

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Chapter completed!