Weird Talker

Chapter 252 Extreme Fear
Right now, nightclubs.

The middle-aged Cao Xiangrong is no stranger to this noisy environment, but the scene where the lights were suddenly turned off just now also shocked him a lot.

But the lights came back on quickly.

The men and women around were still under the flickering lights, twisting their bodies along with the music.

Is the fate set...

Cao Xiangrong decided to hide here for a while. After all, human beings like to get together, and the more people there are, the more secure they will be.

And he has already decided to go to bed after dawn. After dawn, find a square with a lot of traffic, and just sleep on a deck chair. The crowd can more or less limit the actions of some ghosts, right?
Nie Yunzhen also said that...

The real world seems to have some level of limitation on the supernatural apparently, and that limitation becomes more pronounced the more humans there are.

So... it's better to have more people.

Cao Xiangrong followed the crowd and slowly began to twist.

After being selected by the world of strange stories, he almost immediately despaired of his life, so he enjoyed it to the fullest.

There were not a few people like him at the beginning. After seeing the horror of the ghosts, all the selected players were extremely desperate. A considerable number of people chose to commit suicide or indulged.

They spend all their money to enjoy themselves, and commit crimes when they have no money. They completely regard themselves as dying people, and the secular laws and morals can hardly restrain them.

That kind of person is not only extremely harmful to the real city of Fucheng, but also an extremely unstable bomb when playing [Ghost Talk Game] with other people.

However, those people either died in the game of the strange story world, or were cleaned up by [Yang] in the real world.

[Yang] Convincing the public is not only due to his generous acts of helping others. A kind-hearted person who goes around helping others is easy to be despised or even ridiculed in this environment where he doesn't know how long he can live. For Our Lady.

But [Yang] is different, in addition to his seniority as the chief and his popularity for saving and helping others many times, he is actually a criminal policeman in the real world.

Although he didn't do it later, those players who had no bottom line to commit crimes in the real world were still approached by him, and then disappeared without a trace.

Cao Xiangrong can be regarded as the lucky one. After being selected by the ghost talk game, he also despaired for a while, enjoying himself crazily and spending money, fearing that he would die suddenly and everything would be too late.

But when he was about to learn from others to use crime to maintain a luxurious life, he found that he did not have the courage and ability.

Moreover, he survived all the way, and over time, he kindled hope, thinking that he still had the possibility of leaving alive.

But this time...Under the flickering light, Cao Xiangrong's face was full of sadness, what should he do, he died as scheduled...How can he escape this strange talk?

According to Nie Yunzhen's conjecture, there is only one way to clear the strange story without a time limit - to crack it.

However, this weird talk seems to be prophetic?
It first uses some kind of strange power to determine the player's fate, and then pushes the fate to make the player die as scheduled...

At least that's what it looks like on the surface.

What is my fate?Cao Xiangrong thought about it for a long time, and the blood words just reminded that "fate is fixed", and did not write his personal fate at all.

There is really no hint at all...

At this time, Cao Xiangrong suddenly felt a little crowded, and he moved out impatiently.

However... still crowded.

"Hey, let me go out for a while!" Cao Xiangrong raised his head.

But when he raised his head, Cao Xiangrong was stunned, and slowly, cold sweat climbed up his forehead.

A nightclub is still a nightclub, the lights are still flickering, and the intense dance music is still playing.

But... the men and women on the dance floor became a little strange.

Their movements were a little stiff, as if everyone was dancing with their limbs pulled by an invisible string.

A strong sense of strangeness surged from all directions in an instant, and Cao Xiangrong's breathing stopped.

The sweat on his forehead couldn't stop: "Let me go out for a while..."

"thanks……"

He started to squeeze out.

However, the movements of men and women on the entire dance floor became even weirder.

Although their movements were stiff just now, they were all twisting their bodies and dancing their movements.

But now...

Cao Xiangrong was horrified to find... the movements of the people on the entire dance floor gradually became the same.

Left hand, right hand...raised, turned his head to the left, then to the right...

one, two, three...

Cao Xiangrong had goosebumps all over his body, he looked around in horror, everyone's movements became exactly the same!
ghost……

It's a ghost!

Here comes the ghost!
Cao Xiangrong retched, his stomach started to convulse from the intense fear.

Originally, according to Nie Yunzhen, the larger the number of people, the greater the restrictions on ghosts. This rule is basically useful to all ghosts, and it can be regarded as some kind of "basic rule".

That's why he hid in this place to welcome the start of the game.

However, what he never expected was that the number of people not only did not become his backing, but instead made him fall into the crowd of ghosts!

"Go away..."

"Go away! Let me out!"

Cao Xiangrong tried his best to squeeze out, but the crowd around him got closer and closer!

Everyone on the dance floor is no longer noisy, no longer noisy, except for the weird rhythm dance music, the nightclub with shaking lights is so quiet that the scalp is numb.

They moved their limbs stiffly in unison, but did not make any sound.

Cao Xiangrong was so frightened that his eyes went black. He tried to squeeze out of the crowd with fear, but he couldn't do it at all.

At this moment... His cell phone rang suddenly!
Cao Xiangrong quickly pressed the answer button as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Hello? Hello?"

"Come and save me, please save me!"

Cao Xiangrong didn't even look at who was calling, he had already fallen into a shuddering horror.

The scene on the dance floor of the nightclub at this moment is so terrifying and weird that he can't even hold back his urge to pee... Who cares who is calling?To open your mouth is to ask for help.

However, the response over the phone was...

"Help……"

"No...I don't want to die..."

"Don't come near me!"

"who are you……"

"Do not……"

"what!!!!!"

A final scream was the end of the call.

Listening to the voice from the mobile phone, Cao Xiangrong's back was completely wet.

The speech I hear is a mixed sound that is transmitted to the eardrum through the bones and muscles after the vocal cords vibrate, and then goes out through the mouth and is conducted to the eardrum through the air.

The sound heard by others is directly transmitted to the eardrum of the other party through the mouth through the air after the vibration of the vocal cords.

Therefore, human beings are actually quite unfamiliar with their own voices.

But Cao Xiangrong figured it out...Because of work, he often sent voice messages, so...he figured it out!This is his own voice!

"I" called me and said those words?

Cao Xiangrong was extremely desperate, he was going crazy, what was going on?

How could this strange talk be so scary, did all the normal humans on the dance floor turn into ghosts?Has it reached the point where it affects the real world to this extent?

"Go away!"

"Let me out!!!"

Cao Xiangrong roared mournfully, his eyes were bloodshot, his whole body was shaking, and his voice was hoarse.

At this moment... the movement of the people on the entire dance floor suddenly stopped!
Only then did Cao Xiangrong realize that they all turned their backs to him...

This... this... what's going on? !
Cao Xiangrong felt a terrifying malice coming in from all directions...

His legs were shaking like chaff, he shook his head slowly, and murmured: "Help..."

"No...I don't want to die..."

At this moment, everyone on the dance floor turned their heads in unison and stared at him——

And at this moment, their faces have all turned into "Cao Xiangrong"!
As if someone had suddenly strangled his neck, Cao Xiangrong whimpered, and a sound of unknown meaning came out of his throat.

Everyone...all "Cao Xiangrong" suddenly took a step towards the center where he was.

"Don't come near me!"

Cao Xiangrong yelled in horror and despair.

"who are you……"

All the "Cao Xiangrong" showed terrified smiles on their faces neatly: "You should die."

"No..." Cao Xiangrong struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Pairs of arms stretched out towards him, completely submerging him in the crowd.

"what!!!!!"

His screams were inconspicuous in the weird rhythm dance music of the nightclub.

Soon, a stream of blood flowed from people's feet.

The lights were feasting, men and women were still twisting their waists and swaying their bodies, as if nothing had happened to them.

There was only a corpse with a distorted face lying on the ground, with despair and terror in its eyes...

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(End of this chapter)