Chapter 593: Chapter 381 No Action, No Death_2 Chapter 593: Chapter 381 No Action, No Death_2 As he spoke, the cara swiveled around, beginning to move quickly in the opposite direction, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps.
After covering so distance, the man holding the cara seed to realize sothing was off. He stopped, panting, and looked behind him. As he turned, the cara lens simultaneously swiveled to follow his gaze.
In the fra, the square-faced man who had been full of terror was still standing in the sa spot, frozen in the position of looking towards where the dark shadow had disappeared, not realizing that his teammates had already left.
“Haojun, what are you doing? Hurry up and move!” The man filming called out again.
The man nad Haojun trembled slightly, lowering his head without looking back, yet remaining silent.
The man with the cara began to suspect sothing was wrong. After all, he was not an ordinary man; he had considerable experience and insight when it ca to exorcisms.
He did not approach, but kept the cara rolling and imdiately began providing a voice-over.
“Hold on,” Yan Junze called out.
He Bishou imdiately pressed the pause button.
“Since this guy still has ti to do a voice-over, could it be that this scene happening right now was also part of their planned act? A fake?” Yan Junze speculated.
With a slight smile, He Bishou said, “At first, I thought the sa as you. Keep watching, and you’ll understand. Sotis, he does the voice-over out of professional instinct without considering whether it’s appropriate in such a situation.”
With that, he pressed the play button again.
The voice-over of the man holding the cara continued: “Haojun seems to be acting strangely, which is why I dare not approach him right now. Usually, in these circumstances, going to him would be utterly irresponsible to myself. No, the way Haojun is standing now, it’s almost like the shadow from before…”
As he spoke, the figure of the square-faced man nad Haojun began to bend, growing more stooped and his outline blurring as if his form was becoming vague.
“This, this must be an encounter with a Possession Spirit!” The man with the cara suddenly spoke in a strange tone, saying nothing further as the lens of the cara hastily twisted, accompanied by the sound of his running footsteps.
In the mont the cara swiveled, Haojun’s neck could be seen gradually lifting, revealing a face that had been bowed down, turning to look this way.
Since it was in the Mass Grave, the screen was very dark, only illuminated by the cara light, allowing a glimpse of Haojun’s face, which was contorted, the features spiraling into a vortex, his lips pulled up to reveal much of his gums.
However, only the footsteps of the man filming could be heard running; Haojun didn’t seem to be following.
After running for a while, the cara’s view showed the edge of a street up ahead, with the faint glow of street lights in the distance.
Just then, a woman’s voice arose from one side: “You’re finally back, where’s Haojun?”
“Don’t worry about him, let’s leave this place first,” the man with the cara said.
The cara in his hand shook, and the screen showed a young woman’s petite face. The woman was wearing a black tracksuit, her complexion slightly pale, whether from fear or due to the cara light’s glare.
“Ding Jun, what happened to him? You’re acting odd,” the woman approached.
Despite her approach, Ding Jun continued to walk briskly, the cara moving from the woman’s face to the uneven mountain road and clumps of wild grass ahead, saying without looking back: “I’ve just encountered another strangeness, and I have no other plans for the mont. Let’s leave first, and I’ll make plans for action later.”
As he talked, he kept moving quickly, and the cara suddenly swung back to the woman following behind.
The woman, who had been exclaiming in a low voice, was now bowing her head, motionless.
The cara held still, no longer moving.
In the fra, the woman’s figure began to bend, growing stooped and her outline starting to blur.
Seconds later, a voice that seed to co from deep in the throat could be heard from Ding Jun’s direction; it was a cackling laughter that erged naturally from the shock that had seized him.
Ding Jun stepped backward, the cara shaking; he was evidently stupefied with fear by the woman’s sudden and identical change to Haojun’s earlier transformation and was instinctively trying to flee.
Soon the woman in the cara began to lift her head, revealing a face twisted just like Haojun’s, with her gums showing as she pulled at her mouth, and even the corners of her eyes deforming as her eyeballs seed nearly about to fall out.
The cara shook more violently, Ding Jun running faster.
He quickly reached a street with street lamps, running towards an unlit van, painted with yellow graffiti on its side bearing the words “No Action, No Death.”
As Ding Jun approached, the van’s headlights turned on, clearly soone was inside, and the driver’s side door opened as a slightly overweight man alighted from the vehicle, yelling to Ding Jun: “Where are the others?”
As the cara shook, Yan Junze managed to get a clear view of the slightly overweight man’s face, which no longer bore the pallor of the others in the light of the street lamp, but looked sowhat sallow.
It probably was due to the cara light affecting his complexion.
While running, Ding Jun gestured frantically: “Get in the car, get in, let’s drive away from here first.”
The slightly overweight man was taken aback for a mont and then quickly nodded. As the cara shook, Ding Jun, who was striving to run, suddenly stopped, causing the video to jolt and co to a standstill.
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