It was like a watermelon squeezed by huge force, and the bright red blood shot into all directions like an arrow.

Such a burst and bloody scene was passed through the photographer's lens and reached the eyes of thousands of households.

The female reporter holding the microphone was stunned.

The microphone in his hand suddenly fell, his legs became weak, and he fell to the ground and made a dry retching sound.

It's so scary, the picture is extremely bloody.

Even the building where Link was located was screaming one after another.

Even Link seemed to empathize with her, her eyelids twitched wildly and a hint of nausea appeared in her stomach.

The reactions of the people at the scene can be imagined.

Countless people screamed, scolded, screamed, and retching.

I don’t know if it’s because of the photographer’s heavy taste or no feeling, but the camera swayed and even took the expressions and reactions of the people watching from afar.

Jin Bing was also stunned at this time. It was not that he had reacted to this bloody scene, but that what Link said sounded in his mind.

Link predicted that the man's disaster was related to the car, and now he appeared in front of him in a very short state.

It's like someone is shooting a movie with a script.

But even filming a movie cannot be so perfect, and there is no sign of the director's element at all.

He thought of death.

Thinking of what Link called death.

He climbed from the bottom to his current position little by little, and stood out from countless gang thugs with his cruel and ruthless cold-blooded methods.

This little blood was like drizzle to him.

He does not believe in fate, nor does he believe in ghosts and gods, but only believes in his own strength.

But now, he actually felt a little afraid of this strangeness.

"coincide?"

Jin Bing's eyes were not panicked, his mind changed rapidly, and he began to analyze it little by little.

The building collapsed so suddenly that he had only time to run into the safe house.

Now looking back on everything from beginning to end, he found no trace of artificiality.

Is it a coincidence to fall an elevator?

Is a coincidence of natural gas leak?

It is also a coincidence that it ignited the explosives buried by oneself?

But when everything comes together by coincidence, is that still a coincidence?

Jin Bing fell into deep suspicion.

"Death? I really have a death? I don't believe it!"

At this moment, the black man behind Jin Bing suddenly yelled.

He was a black butcher, his fellow companions' strange death, and the ubiquitous coincidence and weirdness that stimulated every nerve of him.

He is a butcher, and he has always killed others. Now even if it is the God of Death, he thinks he can fight.

"I don't believe that there is death! I have the ability to kill me! Come on!"

"I didn't die even if the building collapsed. I'm not afraid of you! I have the ability to kill me! Come on! Farke Squids!"

The black butcher roared, looking a little crazy, angry, and a little serious.

He walked around with his relatives unrecognizable steps, his eyes turned red like an angry beast.

However, from his slightly trembling body, he could see that he was also afraid, angry because of his fear of death.

Just the next moment, a nail with a middle finger with a little wooden block was touched by the gravel he kicked, and stood up strangely, and then stepped on it.

"Puchi...ah..."

The black butcher screamed, and the long nails penetrated his feet, making his legs softer, and then he turned strangely down.

"No……"

The black butcher screamed in horror, his pupils were rounded, and he looked at a steel bar that was thirty or forty centimeters long and magnified rapidly in his eyes.

It was a cylindrical fragment made of concrete. It broke when it collapsed, exposed the steel bars inside and rolled to the place.

If he really wants to fall down, the consequence will definitely be that his head will be penetrated.

At the time of crisis, the black butcher's hands were conditioned and supported the ground. The steel bar stopped when it was less than one centimeter from his eyes.

Such a thrilling scene made everyone notice the exclamation.

The black butcher's face also changed drastically, with deep fear, and he did not dare to move, but then he was filled with joy and excitement.

"Hahaha...I'm fine, Farke Squid, you can't kill me!"

The black butcher screamed excitedly. He felt the plot of the god of death that he had escaped, and his expression became more and more excited.

Even Jin Bing and others on the side breathed a sigh of relief.

If death occurs, even if they are not afraid, they will fall into deep suspicion.

I doubt whether there is really a god of death who is controlling their death!

"boom……"

At this moment, a collision sound came from afar again, and everyone turned their heads to look.

I saw a huge rock rolling down from the broken cement pillar and smashing straight towards the stone with steel bars.

All this happened so quickly.

Everyone is even in the future and reaction.

Two big stones collided together.

"Bang..."

The stone was hit and moved forward. The threaded steel bars passed directly through the black butcher's eyes. The blood-white steel bars were broken out from the back of their heads.

"Puchi..."

The sound of the blunt object inserting into the body sounded, and blood-red liquid spilled.

The whole scene was silent for a moment, followed by a burst of exclamations!

"Shet..."

"Oh my God..."

“…”

The black butcher's expression had frozen, and the excitement on his face seemed to have not yet retreated.

After escaping the dangerous disaster of the collapse of the building, two people died in just a short while.

Weird! Doubt! Fear!

It began to spread instantly, as if there was an invisible big hand, controlling every detail.

Everyone's dismay, too shocking, too weird!

The remaining few people, their bodies stiff, their fingers trembled, pointed at the black butcher, opened their mouths, but they could not make any sound, and their pupils were filled with fear.

Even Jin Bing, who was originally calm, had a hint of panic flashed through his pupils.

This kind of accident makes people feel weird.

It's like there's someone who can't see everything.

"grim Reaper?"

Jin Bing's Adam's apple surged and swallowed secretly.

He is not afraid of any enemy, but how should he deal with such invisible enemies?

"It's the God of Death! It must be the God of Death!"

The old man, who was about sixty, had his lips trembling and looked around with vigilance. While moving carefully, he said, "We must find that person. He knows that God of Death will definitely be able to save us!"

"Yes! He must be found!"

Someone agreed, and even Jin Bing nodded in agreement.

The next moment, several people ran away carefully regardless of the help of the rescuers around them, drove the vehicle and disappeared into the eyes of everyone.

...

"This is simply terrible!"

The female reporter seemed to have reacted, and stood up at some point, shouted with a pale face, holding the microphone's hand, and trembling constantly.

"It's totally unimaginable, it's so weird!"
To be continued...