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Eight hundred and sixteenth chapter possession

Seeing these illusory figures, Chen Fuqiang was so scared that he took several steps back.

Because he found that he didn't seem as calm as he thought.

"It's you!"

"Who is he?"

"I don't know, who is this?"

Among the nineteen ghosts, only one female ghost showed horror and anger when she saw Chen Fuqiang.

Because she is the woman who was killed by Chen Fuqiang during the night run.

However, the other nineteen people did not know Chen Fuqiang at all.

Because they basically spread to HIV patients twice, three times or even five or six times, they naturally would not know Chen Fuqiang, the source of the virus that harmed them.

However, when Ye Chen's voice sounded, they immediately became as angry as a female ghost after they learned all the truth.

If it weren't for this guy who deliberately spread the virus, how could they die of illness?

You should know that HIV is a virus that destroys the body's immune ability.

Therefore, these people have been suffering from various diseases before their death because their immunity is simply unable to withstand various viruses in nature.

Until he was infected with a deadly virus that was impossible to cure and died in the sick window.

They are both lucky and unfortunate because they die early and can bear several years of pain less than the average AIDS patient.

For some vulnerable people, this may be a relief.

But unfortunately, they missed the healing rain and lost the opportunity to heal.

"Made, don't come over! I'm not afraid of you!" Chen Fuqiang glanced around in panic.

Grab an ashtray on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

Regardless of the ashes and cigarette butts inside fell on the ground, he looked at the ghosts with a fierce look on his face: "Who dares to come here and try it!"

Not to mention, he really scared some ghosts in this way.

They are all cowardly people during their lifetime, and the female ghost who left a psychological shadow because of being raped and killed.

But they soon realized.

Madan, they are ghosts now, not humans! They are afraid of birds!

So the female ghost with strong resentment was the first to thrust up.

A gray human-shaped mist was filled with thick unknowns and dangers.

Chen Fuqiang's scalp suddenly became numb, and he screamed and ran out of the house.

He was just bluffing before, so he dared not really fight with a ghost.

What's more, there are more than one here, there are nineteen!

"Don't run! Bastard, give me my life back!"

"It's all your fault! I want you to die!"

"Go together and kill him!"

As the whistling was made, a group of ghosts rushed up at the same time.

Since the wandering girl ran away before, the door was open now, and Chen Fuqiang rushed directly outside.

He ran down the stairs. His family lived on the third floor. If he could run to the first floor and rush outside, he might have a chance to get rid of those ghosts.

Of course, besides escaping, Chen Fuqiang naturally would not forget to shout for help.

"Murdered! Killed! Help! I'm going to die!" A horrified voice echoed in the corridor.

But there were terrifying screams coming from behind.

Those ghosts actually chased them out!

However, it is not difficult to understand. With two underworld ghost immortals, who are bullheaded and horse-faced, cast spells, even the most fragile ghosts can appear during the day.

What's more, these nineteen ghosts are not weak, and they are the ones with relatively stable souls.

"Mad, I'm catching up." Chen Fuqiang got goosebumps all over his body. The screams of the ghosts behind him were even more terrifying than the sound of scratching the blackboard with his fingernails.

The feet couldn't help but start to panic. The feet, which were supposed to be stepping on the next stairs, accidentally stepped on the next stairs.

The whole person suddenly lost his balance and fell down in screaming.

With the muffled sounds, Chen Fuqiang rolled down the stairs in a faster and more "rounded" way.

I rolled until the second floor before stopping, my head was dizzy and I felt severe pain in many places on my body.

"I'm so numb! I'm going to die!" Chen Fuqiang got up from the ground with a distorted expression. After staggering a few times, he held the wall next to him before he didn't fall.

All the pictures in front of you are in a state of blurred shadows.

Then his expression became terrified.

Because he realized at this moment that he had been surrounded by those ghosts!

"You, you! Don't do anything randomly!" Chen Fuqiang suddenly shuddered, his body tightly pressed against the wall behind, and his whole body trembled.

"Scream~!"

The scream that was comparable to the sonic attack sounded again.

Nineteen souls rushed into Chen Fuqiang's body like swallows returning to their nests.

"What are you going to do! Don't come here! Get out of here!"

Chen Fugui waved his hands and looked at the scene in horror.

Especially when a ghost penetrated into his body, this fear was even more amplified.

But no matter how he waved his hands, he could only pass through the bodies of the ghosts in vain and could not stop them at all.

And when those ghosts entered their bodies, Chen Fuqiang felt something was wrong.

The body began to become cold, and the coldness that started from the bone marrow level spread throughout the body.

Even in this autumn tiger's still powerful weather, it made him tremble all over the body.

It seemed as if it was the cold winter month.

"Come out, you guys come out!" When the last ghost entered Chen Fuqiang's body, his face turned blue.

He was at a loss and was spinning in place, touching his hands on his body, looking flustered.

"What should I do? They're in. I'm possessed by a ghost!" Chen Fuqiang hugged his head with a blank look and squatted on the ground in fear.

Then the teeth trembled constantly.

A colder coolness surged out of the body.

"It's so cold, cold..." Chen Fuqiang's body became more and more curled up, and his muscles were shaking slightly visible to the naked eye.

However, the body's instinctive cold-resistance mechanism did not make him feel good.

On the contrary, Chen Fuqiang's originally blue face began to turn purple.

From head to toe, he couldn't feel a trace of warmth. His blood seemed to be frozen by this cold.

"What's wrong with this guy? It looks very cold?"

"My face is purple (surprised face)."

"This is called self-inflicting."
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