Infinite flow: I have a trick! I have a trick for fighting ghosts

After hearing the name of the first-level player, Nanyu put the phone back into Ye Xinyuan's hands.

As Nan Yu opened the car door, he heard Ye Xinyuan's anxious voice.

"Nanyu! If you go there, you must be careful! If you really can't make it, saving your life is the most important thing! Saving your life is the most important thing!"

Ye Xinyuan only said the important words twice, because before he could say it for the third time,

Nan Yu jumped out of the car decisively and slammed the door shut.

After a short rest, Nanyu's body pain was no longer as intense.

He squatted down slightly, exerted force with his feet, and rushed into the gap between the slowly moving vehicles like an arrow.

His speed was amazing, even faster than those professionally trained athletes, almost in the blink of an eye.

It disappeared without a trace, leaving only a blurry afterimage.

Nanyu seemed to feel that running through the gap between the cars was not fast enough. The next second, he exerted force with his feet again and ran directly into the confused eyes of a car owner.

He stepped firmly onto the hood of the car.

Then, he ran across the slowly moving roof like lightning, his white hair flying wildly in the wind.

"This? Who the hell is this? No matter how anxious you are, you can't be this impatient, right?"

"Oh my god, this is the speed a human can reach? Isn't it too fast?"

"Mom! Is that Superman?"

In a car, a child of four or five years old stared blankly at Nanyu's rapidly disappearing back, his tender little face full of curiosity and longing.

The child's mother was slightly stunned and said subconsciously: "There is no such thing as Superman. You are seeing things."

But the child pointed stubbornly at the figure that flashed by outside the window and shouted loudly

"Mom, that's him!"

The child's mother's attention was also attracted by the shadow that flashed by in an instant, and she also saw Nanyu's fleeting back.

She had read the news and naturally knew who had such amazing speed.

She looked worried and said to her son softly

"Son, that's the Superman from the Psychic Department protecting us."

……

On the highway section under Jingxue Bridge, countless cars were parked in a mess, without a trace of life in the cars.

A person holding a red paper umbrella and wearing red clothes swayed in the silence without wind.

The man walked aimlessly in the middle of the road like a lost ghost.

A cold wind blew on the bridge.

Every time the person holding the umbrella takes a step, blood drips behind him that smells like rust.

All the cars he passed by turned into a pool of liquid like melted wax, and then gradually turned into distorted shapes.

A pool of bright red blood suddenly appeared under the feet of the person holding the umbrella.

The pool of blood was like a distorted mirror, reflecting the appearance of the person holding the umbrella.

There was no skin, and the whole body was covered with crisscrossing blood vessels and bright red flesh, and every blood vessel was beating slightly.

After the man holding the umbrella looked into his own eyes in the pool of blood, the pool of blood was pulled by some force and began to slowly melt.

The wriggling flesh worm growing between the eyebrows of the person lying in the pool of blood was particularly disgusting.

The man holding the umbrella continued to walk forward, and the air around him seemed to be solidified by the breath emanating from him.

Suddenly, he paused, as if attracted by something, and slowly walked towards an off-road vehicle.

The body of the off-road vehicle was covered with dust and scratches, and it looked particularly lonely in this dead environment.

A little girl of about fourteen or fifteen was crawling between the seats of the off-road vehicle. The little girl curled up, covered her mouth tightly, and tears flowed like beads from a broken string.

The man holding the umbrella came to the window of the SUV and looked quietly at the little girl inside the car.

His eyes were empty, as if he was looking at the little girl, or at himself in the glass.

In the brief pause of a few seconds, time seemed to stand still.

Suddenly, without any warning, the little girl in the car melted into wax.

The man holding the umbrella turned around and continued to walk forward aimlessly, passing by countless vehicles.

Those who tried to hide in the cars by chance were all melted into wax without exception.

The figure of the person holding the umbrella walked farther and farther away, leaving a bloody trail wherever he passed.

"There must be something strange happening up ahead. Everyone, please stop and wait for the Supernatural Department to handle it."

"Trust the country and the Ministry of Supernatural! Don't panic, someone will take care of it!"

"Hey, is that from the Supernatural Department? He's running too fast!"

"If it's not the Supernatural Department, then what else could have such a fast speed?!"

Everyone in the car rolled down their windows and watched Nanyu's back flash by like a gust of wind.

Nanyu's white hair fluttered in the wind, and along the way he heard a lot of people talking and looking at him with curiosity and awe.

The Supernatural Department is so well-known, it seems that Nanyu has indeed chosen the right place.

Although the military has a great influence, the Department of Supernatural has an even greater influence today. The Department of Supernatural is an iron fortress in the hearts of almost every ordinary person.

Nanyu looked up at the sky and his heart sank.

A bloody word suddenly appeared in the sky

[Kill the Red Umbrella, and the Umbrella Sword can be upgraded to Lv2]

The bloody words were like the most vicious curse in the world, but only Nanyu could see this curse.

At the same time, there was not only Nan Yu running on the roof of the car, but also Pan Yingwen.

Pan Yingwen is 27 years old this year. Since the supernatural copy started selecting the chosen ones ten years ago, he was unfortunately chosen.

Since then, he has been trapped in endless dungeon challenges, which has lasted for three months.

Pan Yingwen, dressed in black plain clothes, was a few points faster than Nan Yu.

A group of people abandoned their car in panic and fled madly in the direction of returning home.

Their faces were filled with fear, as if a demon was chasing them.

At the critical moment of life and death, they may unleash their greatest potential in life and flee frantically without hesitation.

The sounds of footsteps and shouts intertwined

The man holding the umbrella seemed to realize that there was no one in the car, and the flesh worms between his eyebrows squirmed faster and faster, as if urging him to move forward.

The person holding the umbrella began to move faster and faster, almost taking a ten-meter step.

Wherever he passed, the vehicles melted into liquid in an instant, and then took shape again.

A pregnant woman was running desperately, holding her belly.

The people who were in life-and-death crisis had no intention of helping others and were all fleeing frantically.

The pregnant woman followed the crowd and gradually left the team.

She looked around and found no one there. From afar she saw the man in red holding an umbrella approaching rapidly. The terrifying figure was like the god of death.

A feeling of despair surged in her heart and tears blurred her eyes.

"Mom...I'm sorry."

Just as the man holding the umbrella was about to pass over the pregnant woman and melt her, a machete hit him in the face.

The person holding the umbrella paused for a moment, then quickly put the umbrella in front of him to block the attack of the machete, preventing the person holding the umbrella from getting past the pregnant woman.

"Let's go!" Pan Yingwen shouted loudly.

After hearing this, the woman held her belly and walked faster, expressing her gratitude.

"receive!"

The machete quickly stopped rubbing against the umbrella and flew back into Pan Yingwen's hands.

Pan Yingwen frowned as he looked at the B-level monster in front of him. This monster gave him a very strong feeling.