"Dai Song is missing," Qiu Ming suddenly said.
Dai Song was originally sitting in the back seat, getting out of the car behind Cao Qinglin. Now, standing behind them was only Cao Qinglin, with Dai Song nowhere to be found.
"Did he run off?" Fan Zhigang said, "Makes sense. Dr. Duor is gone; following us means nothing to him."
"Ka-ka-ka-ka!" The mannequin nearby started moving again, its jaw twitching at high frequency, constantly making noise. Soon, more of the same sounds appeared, gradually drowning out the rain.
"We're surrounded." Cao Qinglin and the others had already retreated together, back-to-back.
Soon, the first mannequin leapt up, heading straight for Fan Zhigang, but was immediately sliced in half by the spinning long saw in his hand—these mannequins that looked like props were not sturdy, and seemed to have no special effects.
