Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Chapter 9 Sly Rope: I'm Not a Human, You Are a Real Dog

"It's a coincidence, I'm your companion, and I'm also a robber."

Shen Jian was very familiar with himself.

When the fellow sees the fellow, tears well up.

The sick ghost froze for a moment.

It seems that no human being would dare to make fun of him.

Shouldn't the reaction of a normal person be to save money and eliminate disasters, and hand over the horror coins to make him a fortune?

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

The sick ghost couldn't help but said.

Shen Jian glanced at him: "To be honest, you are a bit weak."

"..."

The sick ghost's expression froze for a moment, and then he became furious.

His face was sallow and discolored, like a patient on a hospital bed, feeling like dying of illness at any time, his walking was a little unsteady, and the frequency of his movements of smoking dry tobacco was getting faster and faster.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

A violent cough sounded from the sick ghost.

That is an attack.

A kind of supernatural attack.

All players shuddered.

In the coughing sound, they heard the heavy sound, which was obviously sounded in the distance, but the sound rang in their minds.

That's why it's so terrifying.

It was a creep attacking.

The local weirdness of the dungeon has mastered a certain law of killing.

Once you can't resist, you will die directly.

Too reckless.

The local monsters are all neutral lineup. As long as the players don't take the initiative to provoke them, these monsters will not attack, but once provoked, the strength of these monsters is even more dangerous than the dungeon itself.

"You fucking spit on me, so you don't need to talk about hygiene?"

With a look of disgust on his face, Shen Jian raised his hand and punched him.

Special slap in the face.

The coughing stopped.

The tobacco rod was also blown away.

The sick ghost covered his face in bewilderment, his left cheek was sunken from the beating.

It's like hitting a dead body.

"you……"

The sick ghost was furious and wanted to cough again.

With a blank face, Shen Jian punched symmetrically.

boom!
"Ouch!"

The sick ghost screamed and covered his face with his hands.

This young man doesn't talk about martial arts.

Just as he was about to curse, he was greeted by Shen Jian's fist again.

"you wanna die!"

boom!
"asshole!"

Again and again, the sick ghost is angry, bullying, right? Believe it or not, old man, I just lie down?

Bang bang bang!
"I was wrong, big brother, I was wrong, don't fight."

boom!
"I apologized, why are you still hitting me?"

The sick ghost with a bruised nose and swollen face suddenly felt aggrieved.

"Sorry, it went smoothly."

Shen Jian didn't apologize.

It's cool to have no restrictions on newcomers.

Violent beating dungeon staff will not receive a warning.

The sick ghost was even more wronged.

I want to squat down and hide in a corner.

Humans are horrible.

"Do you still want me to give you money?"

Shen Jian looked down at the sick ghost, his fists were itchy again.

The sick ghost trembled: "No need, please come in, just be your own home."

Players:  …

Everyone was stunned.

Brother, your style of painting is wrong.

Even if you are an experienced player, but violently beating tricks or something is too shattering.

If the tricks of the horror game are so simple, how could there be such a high death rate.

Especially the thin young man and the girl with glasses, with their eyes widened in an unimaginable look.

Is this using some kind of prop?

But the effect of this prop is too strong.

"Don't worry, I still have something to ask you."

While walking into the hotel, Shen Jian asked: "Since you are the boss, you should know who the deceased is, right? Tell me everything you know."

Sick ghost: ...

Brother, you found me when you were looking for bugs.

If I couldn't beat you, I'd have to cough twice for you.

The sick ghost said cautiously: "There are three dead, two are frequent guests of the hotel, I guess it should be a scene of cheating, and the sufferer came to kill them."

"I can't see it, but you are quite gossipy."

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows.

The sick ghost sneered: "The main reason is that the woman is pregnant. I saw that she was having fun, so I paid more attention."

The player following behind took out the questionnaire.

In these two short sentences, at least two problems have been solved.

Question [-]: The relationship between the deceased?

Lovers and couples.

Question [-]: Died by homicide or suicide?

The lover was killed, the wife was killed, the husband committed suicide?

Shen Jian continued to ask: "Do you know how they died?"

The sick ghost briefly recalled: "The sufferer was carrying a roll of hemp rope and a bottle of sulfuric acid."

Question [-]: What is the cause of death?

Hang yourself?Poison?

"Where's the corpse?"

"One is on the third floor, one is on the second floor, and one is in the storage room."

Question [-]: Where is the body?
Third floor, second floor, storage room.

Basically unlocked.

Everyone was shocked.

Before entering the hotel, the answer basically came out.

Since when did horror games get so easy!

The tall and strong man murmured: "This is too simple."

Several people glanced at Shen Jian who was at the front.

Is it simple?

Simple indeed.

But it cannot be copied.

If you want to do this, you need to beat a trick.

Who has the ability?
Who is this [King Yama himself]?

Too strong.

"I'll go to the third floor and bring the body out."

Entering the hotel, the thin young man said immediately.

The glasses girl pushed the black-rimmed glasses, "I'll go to the storage room."

There were three dead people, three corpses, and three groups of players. You don't need to look to know that one group is in charge of one.

Several people divided into three groups.

What was left for Shen Jian was the second floor.

"Brother Legs, I'll explore the way."

Wang Chen took the lead and said immediately.

As a player who has passed one or two dungeons, Wang Chen understands that supernatural events may appear anywhere in the dungeons.

Especially where the dead body is.

The possibility of supernatural occurrence is close to [-]%.

His positioning is very clear.

Help leg brother find the way, even if there is danger, Shen Jian will save him.

Otherwise, his thighs will be cold first, and he will definitely be cold next.

Wang Chen cautiously came to the room on the second floor.

Pushing open a crack in the door, a gust of wind blows into the house along the crack of the door, and as the crack of the door opens wider and wider, everything inside comes into view.

A hanging corpse is facing the gate.

Because of being blown in by the wind, the dangling toes are shaking.

The distance between a person and a corpse is less than [-] centimeters, almost within walking distance.

Wang Chen was terrified.

A chill ran down his back.

This scene is too scary.

He opened the door a little wider, and he was afraid that he would have zero-distance contact with the corpse.

It's scary.

It was also at the moment when the door opened, a blood-stained hemp rope was suddenly put on the top of Wang Chen's invisible head. The hemp rope was wrapped around Wang Chen's neck at a very fast speed, and then tightened instantly, pulling him out of thin air. Hang up.

Suspended in midair.

The whole process took less than a second, and Wang Chen couldn't react at all.

Suffocation and pain swept over instantly.

Different from ordinary hangings, Wang Chen's eyes turned white the moment he was hung up, and his body temperature dropped rapidly, directly showing that he was on the verge of death 10 minutes later.

If there is no counter ability, he will die after three seconds.

At the critical moment, one hand directly grabbed the hemp rope.

Pulling hard, the hemp rope broke and disappeared.

Wang Chen fell to the ground, his face flushed, and he coughed violently.

He felt a palpitation.

He almost died just now.

This one-star dungeon is so difficult.

Deadly rate leveraged.

Yet the crisis is not over.

Another blood-stained hemp rope was pulled down.

It just caught Shen Jian's neck.

The hemp rope tightened, and he lifted it.

Shen Jian remained motionless.

hemp rope:? ? ?
Again.

Still no response.

It got angry.

Another hemp rope fell down, covered it with double layers, and lifted it again.

Still not moving.

"I made you face, didn't I?"

Shen Jian snapped off the hemp rope around his neck, went to the corpse, and pulled a dark red hemp rope dyed red.

At the same time as the corpse fell, a hemp rope that seemed to have no end was pulled down.

Then pull.

The hemp rope broke immediately.

Broken in two.

And it didn't go away.

And after a while of bewilderment, the two pieces of hemp rope were reassembled together.

Shen Jian's face was expressionless, and it was directly pulled into eight paragraphs.

hemp rope:……

Let's take a step back, I'm not a human, you are a real dog.

This time, it took a full 3 minutes before the hemp rope was reassembled.

[Strange thing-ghost rope. 】

[Description: You take one, I take one, a corpse is smiling. 】

[Note: This is a prop full of childlike innocence, but be careful, children's words are taboo. 】

(End of this chapter)