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Chapter 763: Brain Cells Are Not Dead?


"Dad, obedient, hurry back to the car and take a rest, you don't care about the things here."

As I spoke, my dad shifted slightly and looked at the driver of the Blue Jay, who was behind me and had been hit and watched "Xiao Xiaoxiao, how can I, me, and our chickens be on other people, what can I do?"

Dad panicked suddenly.

I turned around and looked, uh Many of the chickens in our car were knocked into the air, and some of them were still tenacious, rushing out of the cage and flying around with these wings This didn't fly directly to the only remaining half-pulled head of the driver of the Blue Jay To make matters worse, the chicken lowered its head and ate the exposed brain tissue with its small pointed mouth vomit A few people standing next to me were immediately startled, and began to help reach out to hit the chicken standing on the door of the deceased's head, the chicken was in our car, and my father was dumbfounded, and he didn't care about the pain in his chest, so he pulled me directly, and rushed up by himself, trying to reach out and grab the chicken down.

I know what my father thinks, a series of car accidents have happened, someone should have called the police, if the traffic police come and see a chicken eating brain tissue standing on the head of the deceased, we will definitely be held accountable.

Even if the traffic police can explain it here, the family of the deceased is not allowed to directly beat us, and as a result, our chickens have eaten the brains of the deceased, which is also a desecration of the deceased's body, which is disrespectful to the deceased.

Dad was anxious because of the physical pain, he stretched out his hand and just wanted to grab the chicken, a stumbling almost pounced on the deceased, fortunately he was quick to move, and he raised his hand to grab the deformed front of the car that had been hit, so as to avoid a face-to-face close contact with the deceased.

"Dad, be careful" I hurriedly reached out and helped him, pulling him aside.

At this moment, a strange scene happened, and it was a moment, I don't know if the other people around me noticed it, but I clearly saw that the driver, who was only half-pulled with his head, had the eyes on the other side of his face closed.

When I reached out to help my father, he was leaning forward, very close to the deceased, and the eyes of the remaining half of the deceased's face suddenly opened, not focusing at all, and staring at me with dead eyes.

I was shocked, oh my God, why are you still opening your eyes, is it because the brain cells are not completely dead, even if I am bold, I was startled by this sudden gaze.

I jerked up, took two steps back, and looked at the half-pulled head again With my eyes closed, I was dazzled just now I whispered to my dad, "Dad, did you see anything just now?"

"What do you see," my dad said, looking at me strangely.

I was tentatively asking my father, wanting to verify my thoughts, was I the only one who saw the strange scene just now, but, looking at my father's reaction, he should have seen nothing. aa2705221: