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Chapter 1875 Terrifying Injury

Officer Yu and several other police deceased bodies were all taken back to the police station.

The police station is now covered with clouds. Not only did it not catch any trace of the murderer, but so many people died.

Director Zhou was so busy these days that he was busy dealing with the top and taking care of the bottom.

He didn't know what to do now. He saw that so many of his police officers died in one night... Even Director Zhou was completely scared.

Although Wang Zhen and his brothers did not die that night, they suffered serious injuries.

I saw that in the room at this moment, Wang Zhen and Jiang Dashan were wrapped in sand belts.

Wang Zhen was scratched by the "strange thing" with his claws on his waist, while Jiang Dashan was scratched by the place behind him.

At this moment, they had simply bandaged the wound and sat in the room.

And what about the other brothers? They were sitting there with gloomy faces, and everyone was silent.

"Speak, you... why don't you talk?" In the dull room, Tang Xiaolong finally couldn't stand this atmosphere and was shouting.

The brothers looked up at him, and then went silent again.

"Cao, are you all scared?"

"Afraid of that damn thing?" Tang Xiaolong shouted loudly.

Chen Qiaozhi looked at Tang Xiaolong helplessly and said, "Xiaolong, don't call me for now, are you thinking about things?"

"Think about things? What a hairy thing?"

"We all saw that thing with our own eyes last night... He is a human! A living person is definitely not a demon." Tang Xiaolong roared in front of him.

"If it were humans, how could he be so fast? Moreover, he could still lie on the wall?" Xue Wuhen said in shock.

Jiang Dashan over there also said at this moment: "Yes, that thing, I don't feel like a human..."

Listening to what the brothers said, Tang Xiaolong said, "What is that thing? Is it a demon?"

"I don't know, but I feel that thing is definitely not a human." Jiang Dashan muttered there.

Tang Xiaolong looked at his brothers and stopped calling out at this moment.

Because he still remembered yesterday when he punched the thing hard, the whole body of the thing was stiff and cold, not human muscles at all, just as if the skin of the thing had completely dried up.

I saw him frowning and thinking deeply.

After a while, he said, "No matter what the damn thing is, we must kill him."

"I don't believe it, we can't mess with him."

Chen Qiaozhi next to him said: "Xiaolong, we'd better not act irritating."

"You also saw the situation yesterday. That thing was too fast and weird... We have to figure out what that thing is and then deal with him."

"Yesterday that thing had a foreigner's face! I believe it must be related to that damn Christianity." Tang Xiaolong said angrily.

"Now, the first thing we have to do is to find out what we are dealing with."

"But how to check it? There is no clue at all. Let's go there to check it?"

Listening to the brothers' questions, everyone was silent because they really couldn't think of a better way.

Just as the brothers were silent, Jiang Dashan was sitting restless. He kept scratching the wound on his back with his hands, as if there was something in the wound behind him.

"Dashan, what's wrong?" Xue Wuhen, who was sitting on the side, looked at Jiang Dashan who kept scratching his back with his hands, and couldn't help but ask in surprise.

After Xue Wuhen asked this, Jiang Dashan frowned and muttered in his mouth: "His grandma, I don't know what's going on. The wound on my back is itchy and itchy..."

The brothers all know that the wound on Jiang Dashan’s back was scratched by that strange thing last night.

Now Jiang Dashan said that his back was itchy and painful, which not only made his brothers feel curious.

"Dashan, don't move first, I'll take a look at your wound." Xue Wuhen in front of him said.

Jiang Dashan endured the itch and pain on his back and said, "Okay, okay, okay, show it to me."

As Jiang Dashan said this, Xue Wuhen slowly wrapped the sand belt tied to Jiang Dashan's back. After it was opened, Xue Wuhen's face changed in shock and couldn't help but scream.

"Dashan... your back!!!" Xue Wuhen suddenly said in shock.

When Jiang Dashan heard Xue Wuhen screaming so much, he was stunned.

He suddenly jumped out of his seat and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong with my back?"

But when Xue Wuhen looked extremely ugly, she looked like she saw something terrible, and her eyes widened, not knowing what to say.

But after Jiang Dashan stood up suddenly, the brothers' eyes also saw his back.

Oh my God!

Looking closely, there were purple-black marks on the wound on Jiang Dashan's back, and the marks on the wound seemed to be spreading constantly. Now, spreading black lines have appeared on Jiang Dashan's back, which looks terrifying and cautious.

"Oh my God, Dashan, how could your back be like this?" Even Tang Xiaolong and Chen Qiaozhi were in front of him, and couldn't help but scream when they saw Jiang Dashan's back wounds become like this.

Hearing the brothers screaming one by one, Jiang Dashan was injured on his back, so he couldn't see it at all, so he was even more anxious now and couldn't help but shouting loudly and asked, "It's so terrible, what's wrong with my back?"

The brothers stood up excitedly, holding their unbelievable eyes at Jiang Dashan's back.

Wang Zhen from the other side also ran over at this moment, looking at Jiang Dashan's terrifying back with his ugly eyes.

I saw that the skin, which was originally just scratched by the claws, had begun to rot along the periphery of the wound, and the black and purple wound was still spreading towards Jiang Dashan's entire back.

Wang Zhen was stunned when he saw Jiang Dashan's injuries.

"how so?"

He said in horror, and quickly untie the gauze on his waist!

You know, Wang Zhen was scratched by that strange thing.

As Wang Zhen unbuttoned the gauze on his waist in horror, a terrifying scene suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.

Oh my God, but seeing that the wound on Wang Zhen’s waist was exactly the same as that of Jiang Dashan, the wound was completely rotten, and the black and purple wound began to spread to the entire body of Brigade Commander Wang Zhen!

"ah?"

"Captain Wang, your body..."
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