Horror Game: Sleeping during Live Broadcast at the Beginning

"Silence for the old ghost!"

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Directly pull people out of the coffin, there is really no one except Brother Sledgehammer."

"I was so powerful in front of Ye Xingyu before, why didn't I dare to move when I met the lying god?"

"Old ghost: Come on, come on, you come!!"

"There is a statue of the lying god in the temple on the top of the mountain, and the ghosts in the S-class copy have seen him look like this, I'm afraid his identity is not simple this time..."

"Are you all watching the live broadcast with your feet?" Didn't you hear those two imps calling Brother Hammer Evil God?!

"Shhhh!! That's right, I remembered, no wonder that old ghost is afraid of being like that..." "

Old ghost: Are you polite?"

"If you don't get the lying god is the final boss of this S-class copy, other players are in trouble."

"Not necessarily, lying down and sleeping all afternoon, how do I feel that he seems to have no task at all..."

The barrage in the live broadcast room was analyzing the situation in front of him.

After completing the Evil God mission.

Tang Ping immediately left the temple and ambushed in the nearby grass.

In the previous copies, the slaughterers caused him some trouble.

This time, he will take the initiative to cut off this damn hidden danger.

Put on the bunny killer suit and put on the evil god mask.

His attributes have been greatly improved at this time.

The golden temple shines brightly in the dark night.

However, after waiting for a long time, no suspicious targets appeared.

Just as his patience was about to run out, a shirtless bald man walked out of the temple.

"It's him!!"

Tang Ping recognized the other party at a glance, and clenched the skull crushing hammer in his hand hard.

The bald head in front of him turned out to be the person who had looked at him coldly in the killing land.

This is really....

There is no place to step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

Judging from the situation in front of him, that guy should be the slaughter of this copy.

In the absence of determining the strength of the other party, Tang Ping did not act rashly.

Instead, it switched the tyrant tracker form.

"Wha—" A

rocket suddenly flew out of the grass.

The bald man's eyes suddenly shrunk and he quickly waved his hand.

Countless sands and dust formed a wall of sand in front of him.

"Boom—" There

was a loud bang.

The whole hill shook.

After the smoke cleared, the bald man stood in place covered in blood.

The walls formed by the sand and dust have long since disappeared.

His gaze was grim and staring at where Tang Ping was.

"Dare to sneak up on me!"

However, the words just fell.

A second rocket flew out of the grass again.

The bald man's face changed drastically.

The body suddenly turned into countless sands and dust, surging in all directions.

Obviously, the power of the rocket launcher just now made him very jealous, so he chose another embarrassing way to escape.

During this period, Tang Ping has been observing the performance of the other party.

"Can control sand and dust, and can turn itself into dust, very powerful..." This

time the slaughter was a professional executioner.

He didn't lose his cool because of what happened last time.

After everything calmed down.

Countless fine grains of sand came from the wind and drifted towards where Tang Ping was.

Tang Ping heard the wind and moved, and secretly finalized an idea in his heart.

The slaughterer's attack is very strange, and a head-to-head confrontation will definitely bring him a lot of consumption.

But if you pull the other person into your head, the world is completely different....

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of flying sand.

However, other grains of sand came behind him and condensed into the bald man.

Two machetes appeared in his hands.

Swiftly slashed at Tang Ping's back.

With such a close distance, it is simply impossible to miss a shot!

"Shhh

The machete cut two deep bone wounds on Tang Ping's back.

Then it began to evaporate like fragments....

"In addition to engaging in sneak attacks behind your back, you so-called evil god is really weak and pitiful!"

The bald man licked the blood on the machete and smiled wickedly.

Tang Ping, who was constantly collapsing, slowly turned around, his eyes flickering and staring at the scimitar in the bald man's hand.

However, the next scene made the bald man alert.

The Tang Ping in front of him had obviously completely died, but he still did not receive a prompt for the success of the mission.

"Regenerative ability? No, the slaughterer's weapon inhibits regeneration.

"Is it rebirth?"

"It seems that I still underestimate him..."

just as the bald man muttered.

Tang Ping, who was in the form of a red-clothed tyrant, suddenly appeared behind him and smashed down with a fierce punch.

His eyes were sharp, and his backhand was a quick sword.

Although the machete cut a wound in the fist, it still could not stop it.

The collapsed fist slammed into the bald man's face.

Beat him up.

Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Bald head, your eyes make me very annoying!"

Suddenly.

Countless Tang Ping rushed out from all directions.

Some carry hammers, some carry large knives, and some even carry bazookas!

The bald man finally lost his cool: "This... How so?! "

He's never been in such an outrageous situation.

The wind and sand were blowing, and the two machetes danced wildly.

Almost all the close Tang Ping was affected, but even if his body was in the process of collapsing.

He also beat the bald man hard before disappearing.

The picture fell into chaos for a while.

After a wave of offensive, the bald man was already on one knee panting.

His bare head was swollen with several large bags, and countless wounds appeared on his body.

Although grains of sand float to repair the wound, the process is very slow.

At this time, there was a new movement around.

The endless Tang Ping rushed out like a zombie.

The bald man's eyes were full of despair: "I shouldn't take on this damn special task..."

He stood up staggeringly, and his whole body suddenly swelled.

It's like an inflated balloon....

When all Tang Ping came to the front, his body suddenly exploded!

Suicide bombs!

The explosion is no less powerful than rocket artillery, or even more so.

All Tang Ping, including everything on the mountain, flattened at this moment.

After the turmoil subsided.

Tiny grains of sand squirmed on the ground, gradually condensing into the appearance of a bald man.

His condition was also very tragic, and he was oozing blood from all over his body.

"Eventually... Finally, killed... That one...... Bastard! The

bald man grinned and revealed a smile.

He seems quite confident in this special move.

Even if the system had not yet sounded the prompt, Tang Ping's death had been determined in advance.

Countless tiny grains of sand kept repairing his scarred body.

Although he was victorious, the price he paid was not small.

At this time, there is hardly a single place in the whole body that can move....

However, at this time, a blood-stained rabbit mask suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

It was followed by a hideous-shaped skull hammer!

"Yes... You?! "

Although he already recognized the other party, it was already too late.

"Poof—" What

a crisp and pleasant sound....