The street outside the restaurant was in complete chaos.
"Holy shit! Look at those people's heads! Why are they twisted around to face backward?"
"Huh... That is pretty strange. Do they have cervical spondylosis? And the clothes they're wearing..."
"Oh my god! They're wearing shrouds! These damn things are Vicious Ghosts!"
"Holy shit, they're coming this way! Run!!!"
"Oh god, help me! Hurry and save me! They're coming for me!!!"
"Quick, call Yao Yao Ling!"
"Don't kill me, don't kill me! There's a fat otaku over there with more meat on him!!!"
"Ah—"
"..."
Jiang Qiao stood by the second-floor window, looking outside.
At that moment, several Vicious Ghosts wearing shrouds, their heads twisted a full circle around, were chasing pedestrians along the road.
Their fingernails were black and razor-sharp, while their bodies were shriveled and blackened.
Even from upstairs, Jiang Qiao could smell the faint stench of decay.
"This... this is..."
Old Zhou immediately collapsed into a chair beside him, trembling all over.
Although he had seen a ghost once just two days ago, that did not mean he had developed any immunity.
On the contrary, he was now terrified of Vicious Ghosts.
Besides, the ghost that had tormented him before was a Seductress Ghost, while the ones he was seeing now were Fierce Ghosts. How could they possibly be compared?
Not even latex clothing could bridge the gap between the two.
Yang Lulu, on the other hand, was also frightened, but she managed to maintain a basic level of composure.
"Quick, we need to leave the second floor and go upstairs to find somewhere to hide."
She pulled Old Zhou to his feet and spoke to Jiang Qiao anxiously.
"It's too late."
Jiang Qiao suddenly looked toward the doorway.
The next moment, screams rang out from the corridor