"Young man, what happened?" Suddenly, the store manager's voice rang out. At some point, he was standing behind Wen Zhong and looking at him with a smile.
Wen Zhong turned around and saw that the store manager was holding a bottle of mineral water and handed it over with a kind face.
"Don't be so polite, I have water here." Wen Zhong looked at the other party warily, shook the mineral water under his hand and said, "Boss, what were you doing in the store around ten o'clock last night."
The store manager thought for a while and said: "At ten o'clock, I should be cleaning the store. I hired a temporary worker here. We usually take turns cleaning."
Wen Zhong nodded. What the store manager said was consistent with what he saw on the surveillance camera. Although most of the screen was covered by the grimace, he could still tell that the store manager was cleaning.
At this time, Wen Zhong was stunned for a moment, because he found that the horrifying grimace on the computer's surveillance screen had disappeared, and it had returned to the normal surveillance video.
"What's wrong, young man?" The store manager saw Wen Zhong staring at the screen in a daze and said, "The screen is a little dirty. I'll bring a towel over to wipe it. Young man, please watch slowly and I'll get you a bottle of water."
Suddenly, he stopped again and turned to look at Wen Zhong, as if he was about to speak but hesitated.
"What's wrong, boss, do you have anything else to do?" Wen Zhong asked, his intuition telling him that what the other party said next might be very crucial.
"Yeah, it's nothing. I just think there might be something you want to know in the community." The store manager smiled at Wen Zhong again, but his expression seemed a little nervous.
Wen Zhong didn't speak and just nodded, but at this moment, he suddenly noticed a black spot suddenly appeared in the corner of his eye.
But when he turned to look at the corner, the strange black spot actually changed its position with his movements, and the store manager had also left the monitoring room.
Wen Zhong rubbed his somewhat haggard eyes, but the black spots were still in the corners of his eyes. His eyelids twitched when he saw this. He was almost certain that this black shadow should be the grimace on the surveillance screen.
"Could it be that Dai Zhibin also encountered the same thing? This can also explain why he avoids Min Qing and Dai Xiaoxiao. There is no way to send them to school in this state. If you are not careful, you may harm them." Wen Zhong thought so, but The doubts in his heart did not diminish at all.
That's why the other party didn't contact him or Yan Duo. He was the person in charge of Da'an City, and Yan Duo's life-saving ability was top-notch. Dai Zhibin, an ordinary person, had no reason to handle such a supernatural incident by himself.
"There are also suicides in the surrounding communities. What is the connection with this ghost face? Should we be tougher and ask the store manager?" Wen Zhong did not choose to take action directly because he was afraid of alerting the enemy, but now his life safety has been threatened. , that’s a different matter.
The skin on his forehead tore in vain, and a turbid and strange eye appeared between his eyebrows. Then the crack continued to expand, almost tearing his entire face apart.
But the strange thing is that even though there are so many cracks on the face, not even a trace of blood seeps out from the wounds. Instead, streams of dead gray-white mold continue to crawl out of the wounds and cover Wen Zhong's face.
"A ghost face that exists in sight is interesting." Wen Zhong sneered. He could feel that the horror of this ghost was not high, but its killing methods were very strange.
The ghost pupils embedded in the crack between his eyebrows now bloomed with a cold gray light, and this deathly light gradually spread to his body...and into his eyes.
The next moment, the ghostly face lurking in his eyes seemed to be eroded by some strange force, and wisps of ghost fungus covered its body like pairs of ghost hands.
The ghost face tried to resist, but the gray-white ghost fungus was covered with a layer of darker mold, like a shackle, tightly clamping down on the ghost face that only looked very scary.
Just when the ghost fungus was about to completely suppress this fierce ghost, the ghost face suddenly moved forward.
"Hiss—" Wen Zhong's eyeball split in half with the movement of the grimace, and his eyeball quickly turned gray.
"Death struggle." Wen Zhong pinched his eyeball with his fingers. After a while, the eyeball was spliced together by the ghost bacteria and returned to its original state. However, the ghost face had been completely suppressed by the two layers of ghost realm and lost its movement.
In fact, this fierce ghost is very troublesome. This is Wen Zhong's most intuitive judgment. After all, not all ghost masters have ghost realms, and ghost masters with ghost realms who can reach his strength seem to be very rare at present.
His ghost realm was too restrained to control this ghostly face. If he were an ordinary ghost controller, unless he could quickly discern the killing patterns of this fierce ghost, he would lose an eye at least.
After suppressing the evil spirit, Wen Zhong calmly took out the special satellite phone and dialed the number of the headquarters.
"Hello, Wen Zhong, this is Ling Jin." The phone was connected, and Ling Jin's very calm voice came from the other end of the phone.
"To make a long story short, I am now near the Mengling Community. There is a suspected supernatural event here. I need support now. Please report it to the person in charge of this community and ask them to bring people to seal off the community first." Wen Zhongdao.
"Received." Wen Zhong responded with just two words, and then hung up the phone.
Putting away the phone, Wen Zhong walked out of the monitoring room. He waited for a long time but did not see the store manager coming. In order to prevent the other party from having any other ideas, Wen Zhong decided to go and block him.
On the way, Wen Zhong made another call. After explaining something in a low voice, he sighed helplessly and hung up the phone, then returned to the convenience store.
"Guest, have you watched the surveillance?" The young clerk greeted Wen Zhong enthusiastically. He was holding a bunch of snacks in his hand and it looked like he had been packing the shelves in the store just now.
"Where is the store manager? He just said he would bring some things to the backstage, but I haven't seen him come for a long time." Wen Zhong asked. He took a look at the other person's work badge, which had two words written on it - - Xiao Yang.
"The store manager just went upstairs, look." Henry Zhang pointed to a small hidden staircase inside the convenience store and said: "He said he wanted to go up and get a rag to wipe the monitor."
Wen Zhong nodded and was about to go upstairs, but suddenly there was a dull sound of landing outside the door. Wen Zhong followed the sound and looked out. What he saw was a dazzling scarlet color, and a pool of flesh-colored paste. So spread out in front of the store.
