Chapter 55 In the Fog (Recommended for Collection~)

Enki Town, Police Station.

"Let me out, you blasphemers, you can't keep me here!"

"I am the favored one of the night, I am the servant of the goddess, I did not kill anyone, I did not commit a crime!"

An old and sharp voice sounded in the temporary prison of the police station, which made Pittman very distressed. There was an event in the memorial square today, and Director Kaosi almost dispatched all the staff in the bureau, leaving him only to watch the gate.

Originally, Pittman was happy to be free, but it was another matter to imprison an old woman who babbled all day long and sometimes screamed in a temporary prison.

"Shut up!"

Pittman came to the prison, slammed on the fence with his baton, and pointed at the old lady Paris who was waiting for arraignment in the Dixie County Court: "Be honest with me, old man, you don't want me to use this thing to teach you a lesson." your."

He shook his baton, threatening.

Paris's hair was disheveled, her expression was gloomy, and her eyes were full of resentment. She pointed at Pittman with her fingers like chicken feet and said, "The goddess will not let you go, and she will give you the most severe punishment, because You just threatened her servant!"

"Really, I want to see how your goddess punishes me."

Pittman took two steps back, sneering.

Suddenly, the wall outside the prison collapsed without warning. Pittman was just standing under the wall, and he only had time to scream like a rabbit before being crushed under the wall.

As soon as the wall fell, dense fog and dust rushed in, and the structure of the superstructure was also damaged. A large number of falling rocks and debris completely shattered Pittman's hope of struggling to climb out from under the wall.

The police station shook violently and rumbled, and by the time the loud noise stopped, two-thirds of the area of ​​the two-storey building had been turned into ruins.

bang.

The entire fence of the temporary prison fell down, and Paris came out with a timid expression, stepped on the pile of gravel, and saw red liquid winding out from the bottom of the pile of stones, and the old woman's face gradually became pale. smiled.

In the dense white mist, she closed her eyes, raised her hands high, and announced loudly: "I am the favored one of the night, look, those who offend me have been punished by the goddess!"

The mist was billowing, pouring into the town, and gradually spreading towards the memorial square.

On the memorial square, Bishop Morgan of St. Witt's Church was preaching. A large number of low-level residents from Qingyu Road gathered in front of him, as well as owners of small workshops, small shops, restaurants and hotels from Mermaid Road.

But people don't necessarily care about what Bishop Morgan is saying, they are more concerned about when the bishop's sermon will end so that they can receive the large amount of food and daily necessities piled up behind.

On the other side of the square, on the high platform of the 'Construction Fund Launching Ceremony', the big names in Enqi Town have arrived one after another.

The mayor was shaking hands with Sir Byson, and Spencer, a rancher with a bald beard and gray beard, was discussing the amount of capital injection with Richard, a fisherman with a long face, dark complexion and dark circles.

Chief Kaosi, who is fat and wearing a wedding ring, moves among these figures, his face glowing red.

This made Achill, the policeman who was assigned to patrol and could only walk around the edge of the square, very envious.

He whispered to the colleague next to him: "One day, I will stand on that similar table, smoking a cigar and talking loudly."

"Did you drink this morning? Otherwise, how could you be so drunk." The colleague obviously didn't take his words to heart.

Archer was about to explain his career blueprint to his colleagues and prove that he was not a target, when he heard a cry for help.

"Help, help my wife, my poor Nancy"

The two policemen looked around, and saw a man in his fifties running towards the Memorial Square. Behind him, the street in the distance was shrouded in fog, and the scene was blurred, making it impossible to see.

Achill said with a 'huh', "Why is the fog so thick? I have lived in this town for thirty-seven years, and this is the first time I have seen such a thick fog."

While his colleagues were focused on the man calling for help, the officer trotted over and called out, "Jim, what's going on?"

"I am not sure."

The man named Jim was panting, his head and hands were covered with blood, his clothes were covered with dust, and his trousers were frayed and torn.

"We were not going to go out today, we don't need relief and we have no interest in construction funds."

"We were the same as usual. Nancy started preparing lunch in the kitchen, and I went to the garden to feed the dog. Suddenly it fogged up. I was so inattentive that I couldn't even see my house clearly."

Jim was clutching his colleague's arm tightly when Achill arrived.

"Then I heard a horrible sound, very scary, officer. I can't describe it, I can't describe it. And next thing, my house fell down, it was supposed to be very strong, it was built by my grandpa, it never broke Pass."

"But just now, it all collapsed, and I heard Nancy screaming, and I knew she was buried in the house, but I couldn't save her by myself."

Jim let go of the policeman's hand, and pointed to the direction he came from: "I know the policemen are all in Memorial Square today, so come here for help, officer, you must."

At the end of Jim's words, suddenly his clothes were lifted up, as if being picked up by the collar by an invisible person. Before the two policemen had time to react, the man in his fifties let out an exclamation, rose from the ground, and flew backwards into the dense fog.

The exclamation in the dense fog turned into a scream, accompanied by the sound of clothes being torn and bones shattered, Jim was completely silent.

A moment later, something flew out of the thick fog and landed at the feet of the two policemen.

That's an arm.

There was only half of the arm left, and the white broken bones still protruded from the flesh, and there were still some meat scraps on it.

"Shit!"

Achill yelled: "There are things in the fog, how come they come so fast!"

During the short time they talked with Jim, the thick fog that had been in the distance was now in front of them.

"Go! Go!" His colleague jumped up like a rabbit, turned around and ran towards the Memorial Square.

At this moment, Achill only felt a gust of wind blowing past him, and he felt that there seemed to be something slippery and damp in the wind, something he couldn't see.

Something of that kind passed him.

Then, the colleague who was running towards the square in front suddenly fell down, and then slipped back on the ground.

Achill suddenly saw that there were obviously tight marks on the colleague's right leg and trousers.

He was wrapped around his legs by something he couldn't see.

"Help me! Help! Something's got me!" the policeman yelled, trying to reach for his gun.

Suddenly, he flew up to a height of seven or eight meters.

He only had time to utter a scream before falling with abnormal speed and force.

Snapped-

The policeman fell to the ground, his head was bleeding, and his hands and feet were deformed.

Then he flew up and down again. Fly again, fall again.

pop-pop-pop-

In this rhythmic sound, Achill watched his colleague fall into an inhuman corpse!

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