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Chapter 155 Serial Killer

It hit something, and it was a bit like the sound of an iron gate.

Wang Qingshan turned his head stiffly, and the soil on the ground seemed to be blown away by the wind. The place where the drum was smashed was not the soil, but the iron sheet, as if something was hidden in the frozen soil.

Wang Qingshan immediately rushed people like crazy: "Get out, you guys get out quickly!"

Although he taught people to practice drums these days, he did not ask people to approach the drums in the house. He took them all by himself.

Just don't let people enter the house.

Why is this now?

The program team was definitely wrong. They were not prepared for the unexpected changes. Several celebrities were also confused. But Wu Yuehan stood up and pointed to the iron-like traces: "Do you have a cellar in your room?"

"It's normal to have a cellar, what does it have to do with you?"

Wang Qingshan looked vicious and looked like he was going crazy. The amateurs who followed him were a little confused and shouted, "Grandma?"

Song Jing held the drum and looked around. If he touched this thing too much, he felt something was wrong all over. She threw it to the accompanying doctor brought to the crew, "Look, is this human skin?"

As soon as she said this, the person she heard changed drastically.

Everyone was completely stunned, and the doctor was a little unbelievable. He lowered his head and observed it carefully, then his face was horrified and his lips trembled: "It's human skin...the human skin that has been processed..."

He is a medical student. He has been exposed to these things on weekdays and is naturally familiar with them. He is not very scared, but it is very scary to see them in such places!

Drum made of human skin, drum made of human skin!!

He shivered for a moment and almost threw the drum out.

"ah!!!!"

"Human skin?!"

The director was stunned on the spot, everyone was stunned, and several celebrities even screamed and retreated.

Wang Qingshan knew that things were a little out of control, and he didn't know how to expose it. He rushed out of the crowd and was about to run away. His strength was terrifying, but he didn't expect to break out a way.

Just as he was about to rush outside, he saw Jian Nuo appear at the door, smiling and kicking the person back.

She kicked people, that's sure. Song Jing stepped forward and expanded the iron marks on the ground, and found that there was an iron door below.

It was just covered by the frozen mud, and Song Jing used great efforts to wipe out all the pieces of the mud, revealing an iron door without a door handle.

The door handle was raised down.

Song Jing directly touched the edge of the door handle, dug out the cracks in the soil, and then tried his best to lift the door panel with a "boom".

The director team was shocked, and the stars were so scared that they gathered together. When the iron door opened, an extremely serious stench spread out. Song Jing was the first to be affected. At that moment, with a "grass", he vomited directly from the side.

The stench is completely indescribable. It is probably the feeling that something that has been rotten for a long time has been cooked.

The stench spread in the house, and many people immediately vomited the stench.

When Wang Qingshan saw this scene, his face turned gloomy, but he also knew that he was powerless to turn things around.

He closed his eyes and after a long time, he still smiled sinisterly.

After so many years, five-sided drums are worth it.

Jian Nuo whispered: "You almost caused trouble for the research center, but it was a pity that it had not yet arrived. You blame Song Jing for coming too timely."
Chapter completed!
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