Chapter 65 Chapter 65: The Ghost on the Radio

"Uh...it's okay." Yin Hui threw away the empty bowl in his hand, and accused Shen Feifei who was full of anger. I was too excited just now, and I didn't know the direction of the black blood, but more than half of it was splashed on this place. On Luoli's body, right now, her pink suspender dress has turned black, as if rolling in a circle in the mud. Even Tang Yan is extremely embarrassed. The sleeve on the right directly changes from white to black up. Old Zhaotou naturally saw all this in the rearview mirror, and smiled mischievously: "Okay, okay, as long as you have nothing to do, don't worry too much, the big deal is that this kid will pay you a new set of clothes."

"Hum..." Shen Feifei pouted, "I bought my clothes in France, can this poor man afford it?" The corner of Yin Hui's mouth twitched: "That's not easy. If you can't afford the compensation, you will be sold to traffickers. Let me see if it is calculated on a case-by-case basis or by the catty." "you……" "Stop making trouble, I'm going to speed up." After speaking, Old Zhao stepped on the clutch, and the car shot out of the checkpoint with a 'swish'. Leaning the money sword on the outside of his thigh, Yin Hui leaned back and took a deep breath.That sense of despair did not dissipate as the ghosts of Zhou Haiqing and the others were defeated, on the contrary, it became stronger than before, which made his heart even more uneasy.

"Hehe...hehe..." Before the car had driven a hundred meters, there was another burst of hacksaw-like laughter in the car, which was sinister and unpleasant. "Master..." Yin Hui jumped up reflexively, looking around in horror. safe and sound. "Don't be nervous. I'll see what's going on. It seems that the sound is just around the corner." Old Zhao looked around on the bridge with a dark face.Finally, he discovered that the strange sound came from his bag. He reached out and tremblingly took out a dilapidated old-fashioned radio from inside. The fuselage was small, bronze in color, and had an old-fashioned metal antenna.Just as he happened to take out the radio, a sharp and high-pitched noise came from the radio.With a shake of his hand, the machine fell and hit the steering wheel heavily, the battery fell out, and blood was scattered all over the floor.

The strange sound stopped, and the oppressive and cold feeling disappeared... Old Zhao looked at his blood-stained watch, the hour hand happened to point to 6:10 in the morning.At this time, the old-fashioned radio that had no power suddenly turned on a green light, and a female voice floated out of it: "Welcome to the live broadcast of the radio station. It is now 6:10 in the morning, and the radio station will insert the latest traffic information for you." ..." Old Zhao pricked up his ears, Yin Hui followed suit, followed by Tang Yan and Shen Feifei. They all understand that if things go wrong, there must be demons!

"A nasty accident happened on the 606 highway near the Changzhuang funeral home. A Chery car was thrown into the cliff...no one survived!" the woman on the radio said eccentrically. Changzhuang Funeral Parlor, 606 Expressway, vicious accident... These few words danced in Yin Hui's mind like LED lights. "Not good!" He and Old Zhao looked at each other abruptly, looking at each other, and they both saw their own thoughts. Chery, Chery, isn't it your own car? At the same time, on their left, the owner of the Mazda sedan suddenly raised a stiff smile. The car window cut off the sunlight, making his pale face as white as rice paper.

The next second, Mazda suddenly spun around on the spot, and slammed into Yin Hui's side like a spinning top. Old Zhao reacted quickly and turned sharply backwards. The car drifted out from the roof of the sewer beside the road. Yin Hui's body suddenly leaned forward, and his head hit the windshield all of a sudden, and the windshield was hit. It was broken into pieces, Yin Hui's head was broken, and blood flowed straight.The splashed glass also scratched his face, Yin Hui only felt a bone-piercing pain and almost passed out. Of course, he didn't faint, because a burst of loud noises pulled him out of his dizziness completely.When I looked at the road again, the Mazda bumped into the previous position of my own car, and several private cars galloping behind braked one by one, but due to the strong inertia, they still went their own way and collided. formed a semicircle.

"boom……" The sonorous impact notes continued to intensify, Tang Yan and Shen Feifei hurriedly covered their ears, but the huge sound still shook their ear canals. When the danger has just passed, it is also the time when human vigilance is most relaxed. A pale woman's face grazes the glass... Then, she smiled...the smile was so resentful, the smile was so ferocious... As if infected by her, the drivers of the five or six rear-end cars immediately raised their blood-stained heads like a catalyst. Their faces were equally pale, and there was a cruel smile on the corner of their mouths. .

Woo... It's the sound of an engine, but it sounds like it's crying. The six broken cars backed up at the same time, moving the steering wheel, the target, Yin Hui! Seeing it, Yin Hui was anxious and pushed Tang Yan out of the car in a panic. Over there, Old Zhao had already thrown Shen Feifei out quickly. "Quickly get out of the car and drag the two girls to the sewer." Old Zhao shouted. "Master, what about you?" "I'll figure out a way myself, so hurry up and do it!" After finishing speaking, Old Zhao opened the car door, and pushed Yin Hui out regardless of the other party's struggle.

The noise was getting louder and louder. When Yin Hui got up from the ground, the cars were no more than four or five meters away from him. When he turned around, the Chery car had been knocked out of a huge dent, and rolled down the cliff like a somersault. "Master." Yin Hui's eyes were red, and he shouted loudly, but the only response to him was the billowing black smoke from under the cliff. Just when he was in despair, the railing at his feet suddenly rang. Looking carefully, he found something similar to a climbing claw stuck on it. As the rope was tightened, it made a hard sound.Yin Hui seemed to understand something, his eyes lit up, he lay on the railing and looked down, under him, Old Zhao was moving his hands back and forth, his body was hanging parallel to the mountain wall, the rope in his hand was connecting With that climbing claw.

Yin Hui was amazed, he didn't expect that Zhao Tou was not only extraordinary in Taoism, but also so proficient in kung fu. The hook lock is thrown in milliseconds, and the runaway car is drilled in milliseconds. From these points, we can see the strength of old Zhaotou's skills. "Next." Old Zhao swung his right hand, pulled the burden on his back, and threw it up.Yin Hui stretched out his hand to grab it, and then helped Old Zhao to pull the rope up. "Hey! No need." Old Zhao smiled slightly, his body curled up suddenly, he pressed his hands down, and with the help of strong inertia, he rolled up from the cliff. The whole process seemed like an acrobatic performance that can only be seen in a circus.

He coughed twice, and when he stood still again, there was already a bloody gash on his body. It was scratched by the glass when he escaped from the car. But the old head Zhao couldn't take care of that much at the moment, he sat on the ground panting heavily, and then silently looked at the car wreckage scattered around him. Fortunately, only my own car fell into the cliff. Judging from the appearance of other vehicles, there should be no casualties. Thinking of this, Old Zhao let out a long breath: "Finally escaped." Looking at Tang Yan and Shen Feifei, who were still in shock, he smiled and comforted: "Girls, let's go! The car is gone, let's go!" You can only walk." Fortunately, here is not very far from the destination, there is no big difference between having a car or not. Yin Hui pulled his collar, looked at the only two sticks left in the cigarette case, laughed dumbly, swallowed one himself, and flicked the other to Old Zhao: "Master, I didn't see it, you're good at it." !" Old Zhao gave him an angry look: "Your master, I have been a soldier for several years at least, and I have learned my skills on the battlefield." The two smoked Zhonghua while walking.For Old Zhao, this Chinese is a 100% luxury. Although his salary is very high, even comparable to gold collars, he always thinks that smoking is a waste, so he refuses to spend piles of banknotes on on this thing. But it is different for Yin Hui, this is a question of values.His main hobby is to drink Nutrition Express. Although this hobby is not very masculine and manly, he likes the taste of Nutrition Express. The money he earns should be spent on his own preferences, people, how long they can live, Who knows?It's better to spend as much as you earn and enjoy the colorful world. Sure enough, within a short distance, I saw a square building standing on the side of the road, surrounded by bare hills. Under the cover of the rising sun, this only human building looked a bit barren.Of course, this is also impossible.Only if the funeral parlor is built in this kind of place will it not cause too much criticism. After all, some people will dislike that it will damage the feng shui of their home.It is not uncommon for Yin Hui to see conflicts caused by such reasons. "Master, so Tang Yan is fine, right?" Yin Hui stopped in his tracks. "Well, maybe!" Old Zhao shook his head, "If that Zhang Xiuting is willing to let Tang Yan go, then her life will still go smoothly without any impact. But if she refuses, then there will be big troubles. We will continue to suffer mental breakdowns from this game of life and death." Yin Hui took a deep breath on the cigarette in his hand to hide the fear in his heart.For some reason, he always felt that this matter would not end so simply.