The Legend of the Cross Slope

"The cross slope in the northern suburbs of the capital?"Ling Ping'an looked at the back of the man and chuckled.

He took out his phone and searched for the name of the place.

In the end, he couldn't find anything other than some marketing numbers.

Moreover, even these marketing numbers were all talking nonsense.

The general format was the same.

"I believe that everyone has heard of the dangerous cross slope in the northern suburbs of the capital, right?"

"Then, does everyone want to know why this place is so dangerous?"

"It is said that many people once encountered some unclean things at the cross slope at midnight!"

"Alright, the above is the story about the cross slope. I wonder if everyone likes it?"

Other than that, the information about this place was basically clean.

Ling Ping'an smiled radiantly. "Another boring urban legend?"

"Let me break this legend!"

This was his favorite thing to do.