My parents watched Zhang Heng be punished, but they didn't dare to do anything.

Zhang Heng was punished and only half of his breath was left. He rested for several days before he recovered.

"Dad, when will Uncle Wang leave?" Zhang Heng, who could get up from the bed, asked the first sentence. He finally understood that Uncle Wang may not be a human being.

"A year. According to the experience left by ancestors, it is usually one year." The father said: "A year is soon, and it will pass after you endure. For your wife, son, daughter, son, you must hold it back."

How could Zhang Heng bear it?

After he went out to get unemployment compensation, he bought a large number of cameras and put them in his home. Then he brought a large cup of tea and apologized to Uncle Wang.

"Uncle Wang, I was ignorant before, and I will definitely listen to you in the future." Zhang Heng said sincerely.

My father didn't know his son's personality. He tried his best to wink Zhang Heng, but Zhang Heng was unmoved.

"Not bad, Xiao Hengheng. If you know your mistakes, you are a good child. Uncle Wang, I like a good child the most." Uncle Wang was easy to coax and happily drank the tea that Zhang Heng handed over.

Seeing that it had finished drinking the tea, Uncle Wang's face changed suddenly, and then his whole body swelled up, making an unpleasant corrosive sound.

Zhang Heng laughed: "Uncle Wang, you are so stupid. I give you a drink of undiluted concentrated sulfuric acid, and my dad even said you can't kill me. I'm free, and our family is all free."

Uncle Wang's body was corroded by concentrated sulfuric acid. Zhang Heng's father's face changed drastically, his face was bloodless, and he cursed: "Idiot, what have you done? You killed our family."

"But I killed Uncle Lao Wang, Dad, didn't you say it can't be killed? I obviously killed it." Zhang Heng smiled happily.

The father shook his head and his face was ashamed: "Let's go, you will escape immediately with your wife, son and daughter. You can escape as far as you can, and you can escape as long as you can."

"Why, Uncle Wang is obviously dead. I killed it."

The father slapped his son: "You didn't kill it, no one could kill it. It's obvious that we only need to endure it for a year and we can be free. But you tried to kill it, and you caused a big disaster! My old bones are here to atone for you. You can escape with your family."

Zhang Heng saw that his father's face didn't look fake. Although he didn't understand why, he still didn't dare to take anything. He just took his wife and children into the car and drove out of Yincheng desperately.

They had already driven out of Yincheng, and had already driven a thousand kilometers. But just after Zhang Heng and his family were too tired, they found a hotel to sleep for a night, something strange happened.

When they opened their eyes, they found that at some point they had returned, they returned to their familiar homes and familiar rooms.

Uncle Wang, wearing a white mask, was sitting on the edge of their bed with a gloomy smile. He was holding Zhang Heng's father's head in his hand.

Bloody head.

"Xiao Hengheng, you are not a good kid. You are not worthy of being the head of the family, so from today on, I will be the head of your family." Uncle Wang said, reaching out and slapped Zhang Heng in the heart of the forehead.

Zhang Heng's sense of existence in this world gradually disappeared from that day.

If there is hell on earth, then the 18th level is definitely no longer terrible.

Because Uncle Lao Wang is on the 19th floor of hell.

...

People who win cards always say that they have good card skills, but who is willing to admit that they have a good hand of cards?

Ye Nuo got the cards in his hand? To be honest, he really didn't comment. He had been able to get the museum for several months. He looked through the large number of books in the museum and the notes of former administrators, and indeed understood many things.

Stranger Museum Museum is a good thing, and rewards are also good things, but they are not easy to get, and they need to exchange for their lives. So it is too early to say that good cards are bad now.

After all, in the long history of museum existence, 99% of museum administrators have failed to survive the first few tasks.

For example, although Ye Nuo was mentally prepared, he never expected that the task of the third door of the museum would be so perverted. If he hadn't been a little clever, he would have been a little bit clever if he had been a different administrator.

"Fight." Ye Nuo stood at the door of Cheng Miya's house, knocked on the door, and stepped in after the door opened.

Cheng Miya's home is not small, but the house is a bit old. As soon as he entered the restaurant, the few people sitting at the dining table all looked at each other.

"The third brother." Li Jiaming shouted in a crying voice: "I knew you were brothers enough to come and save us."

"No one can save us, no one can save us." A middle-aged man sitting next to him looked haggard and kept spitting out these words, like a repeater.

Judging from the appearance, it should be Cheng Miya's father Cheng Kang.

There were two old men sitting next to Cheng Kang, one man and one woman, Cheng Miya's grandfather and grandmother. The two old men looked at Ye Nuo without saying a word, and even had the slightest expression of death after being tortured by despair.

Cheng Kang's wife is serving a meal for everyone.

Cheng Miya's face was very bad and her physical condition was also bad, as if she had been tortured. But the poor girl forced herself to sit at the dining table, waiting for the meal, even if she had no appetite at all.

"Where is it?" Ye Nuo looked around the living room and did not see the dark matter monster, the guy named Uncle Lao Wang.

Li Jiaming wanted to speak again, but suddenly, his mouth seemed to be pinched. The dick opened his mouth with difficulty, and his tongue was grabbed by an invisible supernatural force, and he pulled it out with force. He saw that the whole tongue was about to be torn off.

Ye Nuo snorted coldly and pinched his hand: "Bai Fen."

A white light flashed, and Li Jiaming was finally able to breathe. He covered his throat and gasped in discomfort.

"Why don't you talk? Are you playing games with Uncle Lao Wang?" Ye Nuo asked.

Cheng Miya's younger brother timidly wrote a line of words with his fingertips dipped in water: "Uncle Lao Wang said, "Don't eat or sleep or sleep. When talking while eating, you must break your tongue."

Seeing that Ye Nuo could use his incredible abilities, the old man and the old lady at the dining table suddenly lit up, but the light suddenly went out again. She still lowered her head and said nothing.

"Then who can tell me where it is?" Ye Nuo asked. He had just tried to wear the relics and saw through it, wanting to see the location of Uncle Wang clearly. But he couldn't see Uncle Wang. The basic technique of eliminating filth is used to open the sky light. He could clearly see the traces of the dark matter monster, but for Uncle Wang, opening the sky light is also useless.
Chapter completed!