No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

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"?" The hooked-nosed middle-aged man who merged into the strange black mist let out a loud laugh:

"It's just a ghost that needs to pin its grievances and used items before it was alive. Want to deal with it? Although the blood on its body has been drained by us, the red clothes are the red clothes. Can you beat me? My red clothes With a ghost in hand, can you kill me? If you can kill me, I will eat this ghost ship!"

But soon, the hook-nosed middle-aged man who merged into the strange black mist could no longer laugh.

The lingering sound of da da high heels stepping on the ground continued to resound, and the blood stains that grew like blood vessels on the goose yellow uppers suddenly began to extend, clinging to the pale ankles on the blood stained high heels, a terrifying cold aura emanated from Huang Xiaoying's body When she came out, the close-fitting little suit and hip skirt showed a few tingles of blood.

"Sister, I don't have any friends...can you be my friend?" The grey-brown face was extremely fierce, and the rotten smell of kitchen waste filled the air, and the dirty little boy jumped from the ground. Drilling out of the shadows, tiny pupils entangled with bloodshot eyes appeared, and the dirty little boy made various movements in Huang Xiaoying's hands like a marionette.

The light yellow blood-stained high-heeled shoes became extremely bright red, Huang Xiaoying smiled strangely, "Giggle..."

The little girl in the white dress looked back at the dirty little boy who came out of the shadows, her scarlet gaze met the eyes covered with whites, and the twisted blood in the bruised wound suddenly froze, "Friend... friend?"

Seeing this scene, the hook-nosed man in the strange black mist hissed, "Damn it, you actually let this female ghost control the little ghost to seduce my red clothes?"

The dirty little boy who emerged from the shadows did not try his best to seduce the little girl in the white dress as the hooked-nosed middle-aged man imagined, but instead hugged the little girl in the white dress, covered with bruises and bruises. Body.

Huang Xiaoying's white and bloodless arms passed through the dirty little boy's chest, and caught the little girl in the white dress. The bloody lines extended from Huang Xiaoying's slender arms to the little girl's body in the white dress, seeping into the scarlet skin of the little girl in the white dress. in the eyes.

The darkened pupils appeared from the scarlet eyes of the little girl in the white dress, and the blood-colored lines twisted and entangled it, and the bottomless resentment on its face gradually condensed.

In Huang Xiaoying's hands, the little girl in the white dress is like a dirty little boy, making various movements like a marionette.

Immediately, two stuffed dolls of the same size appeared in Huang Xiaoying's hands, a man and a woman, the man was covered in dirt, and the woman was wearing a pure white dress, but under the pure white dress, there were scarlet bloodshot and bruises. The scars are intertwined, full of lingering despair and resentment.

"Grandma Meng is too, and so are you, the gaping man. They all like to set up flags so much. Take a look and see where to start. After all, such a big boat can't finish it in a while, and I won't embarrass you. Three Just eat it all within a day before I get off the boat!" Su Che happily looked at the middle-aged man with hooked nose who melted into the strange black mist.

The hooked-nosed middle-aged man's lungs were about to explode, "I will remember today's revenge against ghosts, and I will definitely not let you go!"

After all, the strange black mist that the hook-nosed middle-aged man merged into drifted into the pitch-black cabin. Su Che didn't make a move to stop it, because he saw that the blood shadow of Ghost Harbor floating in the deck swimming pool had disappeared. In the blood gushing out of his heart, among the many fans of the drowned ghost, he chased after the strange black mist that the hooked-nosed Zhongnan man merged into.

Before leaving, its skinless head turned strangely, and looked at Su Che through a thin layer of blood. Su Che stared back with a smile on his face. It seemed to be very afraid of the grenade Su Che dropped last night, so it didn't Come to trouble Su Che.

Kuang Cheng stabbed and killed a two-sectioned ghost, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty light. He was about to kill a few more two-sectioned ghosts to vent the bloodthirsty anger in his heart, but a sudden palpitation not only made the bloodthirsty anger in his heart All disappeared, and even the whole person broke away from the dead half-human half-corpse state.

The screeching sound of the bloody steel wire tearing the air came suddenly, and several drowned ghosts walking in the blood in the distance were cut into two pieces from the waist without any warning, and the abdomen filled with rotting fish corpses in the river burst with a bang, and drops of mixed blood The turbid river water dripped from the steel wire, cutting towards Kuang Cheng at an extremely fast speed.

Fortunately, Su Che has been paying attention to Kuang Cheng. Seeing the screaming sound of the blood-colored steel wire tearing the air, his short-distance sprinting skills instantly burst out with full force, and he rushed to Kuang Cheng as fast as lightning.

The butcher's knife collided with Professor Yang's whip, and a blazing blue arc wrapped around the blade, cutting off the blood-colored steel wire cut so fast.

stab.

There was a sharp hissing sound. This time, the resistance Su Che felt through the butcher's knife was still huge, but compared to before, it was much weaker.

The blazing blue arcs collided and shattered, and moved along the blood-colored steel wire. Large groups of scorched black traces spread and spread on the blood-colored steel wire. Su Che vaguely heard a scream full of indignation and evil thoughts.

The sharp blood-colored steel wire was cut in two by Su Che's butcher's knife, and the strong palpitations entangled in Kuang Cheng's heart dissipated.

"President, the blood pouring out of the dance hall is almost covering the deck of the ghost ship, should we go after that man?" Kuang Cheng asked panting.

Su Che retracted the pig-killing knife, collided with the blood-colored steel wire twice and cut it off. The faint red mist covering the blade was about to dissipate, and the aura belonging to the red clothes was extremely weak, and the blade was still buzzing. The sound seemed to express dissatisfaction with Su Che's broken blade.

"If you continue to use it, I'm afraid this pig-killing knife will be useless." Su Che beckoned to the three female ghosts in the distance, and three dark winds came to discuss with them, "You go and find the man with the slit, we are here The captain's room is watching, and if he is caught, he will be brought to the captain's room, okay?"

"Did you see my child? He was lost for a long time...a long time...did you see him?" The pale-faced female ghost asked Su Che for giving it The headless baby ghost was quite satisfied, and after hearing Su Che's words, it went into the dark cabin with scarlet eyes in countless cracks.

Zhang Yi, who was standing with a long-handled black umbrella, tilted her head and looked at Su Che. The huge sharp fangs under the umbrella gleamed coldly, and the stench was pungent. Her heart was beating very loudly in her chest. After struggling for a long time, it was very difficult. A vague syllable came out of his mouth, "Well..."

Then he turned around and walked into the dark cabin.

Only Huang Xiaoying hugged the two stuffed dolls and shook her head resolutely, expressing that the cabin is very scary now and she dare not go down, then she took out the doll of a little girl in a white dress, and signaled that if Su Che insisted on going down, it would go down. Reluctantly, he used the little girl to explore the way.

The two female ghosts in front simply agreed, turned around and left without a second thought. When they arrived at Huang Xiaoying's place, they were afraid to move forward, which made Su Che feel that Huang Xiaoying was a little ashamed... Oh no, it was right to lose the ghost.

Sighing, he stuffed the blood-stained high-heeled shoes into the backpack, "You'd better continue to be a child killer."

The bright red blood flowing out of the ball hall spread rapidly, and was about to flow to the feet of Su Che and Kuang Cheng. He looked up at the position of the captain's cabin, which was not high, "Go old K, let's climb the wall, this cultist crack man is hiding It's time for him to experience the horror of this ship in the dark for so long! He has to eat this ship, and he has to eat it even if he doesn't eat it. fulfill the promise!"

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Su Che in the front, Kuang Cheng in the back, climbed the wall from the deck of the cruise ship to return to the captain's cabin.

The blood gushing from the ball hall has completely flooded the entire ghost ship, and the terrifying atmosphere is changing every second. Once the blood completely soaks the entire ship, the red-clothed ghost who left a fatal curse in the blood It will inevitably show up, and the entire ship will be shrouded in terror.

Su Che fought twice in a row with the cursed red-clothed ghost. The butcher's knife, which was invincible before, broke open, and the light red mist that emerged became extremely dim, almost on the verge of being scrapped.

This is on the premise that the red-clothed ghost did not show up. After walking under the surveillance, seeing the scarlet blood flowing out of the ball hall, Su Che's heart sank, "The red-clothed ghost on the ghost ship is just Is it because the curse left in the blood is so difficult, once it shows up, it will be okay?"

Taking inventory of the remaining items in his backpack, the trumpet flower that can guide the ghost's location is not very useful at this time, and the blood blade's scalpel is better than nothing.

At present, only the Type 54 pistol, the hundreds of rounds of ammunition carried in the backpack, and Professor Yang's pointer can be used. However, the damage of this thing to the red-clothed ghost is limited. There is the black book of the Guild of Ghost Story.

Needless to say, the fatal bad luck curse brought by the blood-stained bone cutting knife is quite evil, but I don't know if it will have any effect on the red-clothed ghost.

At this point in his thoughts, Su Che was a little speechless, "Do you want me to release the No. 714 bus and drive it on the boat? However, it seems that I still have a chance to draw a lottery that I didn't use. Do you want to try my luck?"

When Su Che played a psychic game in a rented house and attracted a female ghost in a red wedding dress, the lucky draw chance for completing the task was useless. The main reason was that the system's lottery draw was pitted every time. Su Che had no idea about it.

At this moment, hiding in the captain's room and waiting for the two female ghosts to catch the middle-aged man with the hooked nose and watching the situation on the ghost ship keep deteriorating is obviously not Su Che's style, not to mention that no one knows how to leave a curse in his blood How terrifying would it be if the red-clothed ghost appeared, so Su Che decided to try his luck.

"I want to draw a lottery!" Su Che said silently in his heart.

【Okay, here we come】

The emotional voice of the system appeared in Su Che's mind, and the turntable that was completely divided into eight parts appeared in Su Che's eyes. Before he had time to see clearly what was on it, the turntable began to spin rapidly.

As the pointer slowly stopped on the lottery turntable, the system's emotional notification sound appeared again:

[Congratulations on drawing the reward: a chainsaw stained with white brains (the souls who died under the cutting chain of the chainsaw have not left)]

His hand sank inexplicably, and a chainsaw whose whole body was orange-red, covered with minced meat, brains, and coagulated blood suddenly appeared in Su Che's hand, and an extremely terrifying aura quickly permeated the captain's room. I don't know if it was Su Che's illusion. , he vaguely saw the figure of a thin man wearing a peaked cap from the chainsaw.

"Chairman, who are you?" Kuang Cheng, who followed Su Che into the captain's cabin, felt a creepy feeling from the chainsaw in Su Che's hand. It was even more obvious when he passed Sanjie Street.

The rest of the Ghost Story Association were also quite frightened by the sudden appearance of the chainsaw in Su Che's hand, but they gradually calmed down when they thought of the black book in Su Che's hand.

Mr. J, a severely mentally ill patient, even felt a familiar aura of the same kind from the chainsaw in Su Che's hand, which immediately made him feel that his brain must be broken, "It seems that I am still mentally ill and have not become a normal person , this feeling is really good!"

Li Rusong wore a human skin mask on his face, pale paper mourning clothes on his body, and held a chainsaw stained with minced meat, brains and coagulated blood. At this time, Su Che looked not only like a demon, but also like a legend. The chainsaw murderer on a rainy night makes people feel chills.

"Of course I want to trouble the man with the rip!" I dialed Long Wenhua's number using an old-fashioned feature phone. After he got through, Su Che told him, "Xiaolong, watch the monitor and call the man with the rip for a while." Tell me your location in real time, I'll have some fun!"

"Brother...Big brother, I...I understand..." Long Wenhua nodded with difficulty. To be honest, he said that he was not afraid of Su Che's current appearance. It must be fake.

Su Che walked to the porthole of the captain's cabin again, took out two pieces of plastic wrap from the backpack, wrapped the shoes and trouser legs, cut the climbing rope to wrap it tightly, and then climbed down from the captain's cabin to the deck with the backpack on his back.

Long Wenhua's voice came from the handset of the functional phone, "Brother, that cloud of black mist, oh no, the rip man you mentioned has escaped to the sixth floor of the cabin, besides him, there are many drowned ghosts, the one in the ballroom There are also many kinds of two-part ghosts."

"Very good, Xiaolong, keep checking and reporting again!" Su Che grabbed the chainsaw and walked through the blood flowing everywhere, turned on the flashlight, bit it with his mouth, and walked into the dark cabin.

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On the sixth floor of the cruise ship cabin, a middle-aged man with a hook nose cursed in a low voice, his hoarse voice was intertwined with fear and frenzy, "Hurry up, wait until the whole ship is stained red with blood, and it will be your death. "

Looking back, a dead face with no red skin suddenly emerged from the blood flowing under him, just glanced at the man with the hooked nose as if he had been hit hard on the head, and the strange black mist that merged into it suddenly stagnated.

Five or six drowned ghosts covered with blue moss and swollen and difficult to distinguish got out of the blood, stretched out their hands into the strange black mist, and tore desperately.

The brain that was hit hard and occupied by chaos was instantly occupied by the tearing pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Viscous blood spurted out from the strange black mist, and several scars with deep bone visible appeared on the middle-aged man with a hooked nose. Moss spread across the wound, crazily drilling into the flesh and blood.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The eyes of the middle-aged man with hooked nose were instantly bloodshot, and the pain from tearing limbs almost made him pass out.

Immediately, hatred filled my heart, and a strange black mist filled the air, and I ran wildly along the downward cabin passage, "The red-clothed ghost, my red-clothed ghost..."

Thinking of the little girl in the white dress that I worked so hard to get, and being held in the hands of that female ghost wearing blood-stained high heels without any resistance, the heart of the middle-aged man with a hook nose is about to break, this heartbreak The feeling made him hate Su Che like a yellow river.

The scarlet blood streaks do not want to spill out, wriggling in the skin like maggots, tearing the blue moss that penetrated into the flesh and blood, and sweeping out root by root.

The middle-aged man with a hooked nose who had been baptized by scarlet bloodshots looked even colder and colder, "The bloodshots in red clothes can't be used anymore, otherwise they will become ghosts sooner or later."

Burying his head and continuing to escape to the bilge, the blood flowing in front of his eyes became less and less. The occupied inner world felt a little relaxed, "Finally escaped!"

But the sudden voice made the hatred brewing in the man with the hooked nose explode completely.

"Brother, the man with the gap is in your direction at three o'clock, less than ten meters away, and you are about to overtake him!" This is the voice of Long Wenhua in the hands-free microphone of the functional phone.

Boom... creak...

This is the sound of the chainsaw starting.

"Finally found you, Gap Man! Chainsaw home delivery, please check!"

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Boom...cheep...boom...cheep...

The roar of the chainsaw suddenly appeared in the dark cabin. If it weren't for the fleeting sound of the call just now, the middle-aged man with the hook nose really thought that he had inadvertently provoked the terrifying chainsaw killer.

He turned his figure and glanced in all directions, but in the dark, quiet and terrifying cabin, there was only the low roar of the chainsaw turning.

"Pretending to be a ghost, do you think you can scare me like this?" An extremely suppressed roar exploded from the mouth of the middle-aged man with a hooked nose.

However, at the next moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly hit the narrow aisle of the cabin. On the walls of the cabin, on the bloody ground, on the ceiling without lighting, countless scarlet eyes opened, and blood and tears flowed in pools, full of hatred. The resentment poured out from the scarlet eyes.

The scalp of the middle-aged man with the hooked nose was instantly numb, and an ominous premonition rose from the bottom of his heart. As expected, when the scarlet eyes gradually appeared and opened, a pale-faced female ghost holding a headless ghost baby floated from the corridor above.

Behind it, a giant mouth full of sharp fangs and a stinky smell was biting head-on.

The middle-aged man with the hooked nose roared recklessly, revealing his face in the weird black mist, and poured out his hatred for Su Che, "Is this another trap you set? It is worthy of playing with several red-clothed ghosts in the stock market!" Scary man in the palm of your hand, I really underestimated you!"

Slap... Slap...

Su Che stepped out of the dark corner stepping on the blood flowing everywhere, the middle-aged man with hooked nose couldn't open his eyes with the shining flashlight, and the deep roar of the chainsaw still didn't stop, looking at the hooked hook that entered the scene in a second A middle-aged man, Su Che didn't know when he would set a trap for him to take the bait.

However, Su Che didn't mind playing with him, "Knowing that I've already laid a net on this ghost ship, you still want to hold back, Gap Man?"

"I admire you more and more. If you didn't provoke me, I might let you join the organization on the sidelines, but you should never kill my ghost on my boat, steal my ghost, Even put the red clothes in the ghost port on board, trying to scuttle my ship! You...you must pay the price for what you did, you...must die!"

The middle-aged man with a hooked nose stared at Su Che. If eyes could kill, Su Che would have died countless times in his murderous eyes.

"Oh..." Su Che sighed, "Should I say that you are indeed members of the same cult? You all said the same thing, can you change the lines? Even if I don't find it annoying, do you guys Don't you feel bored? What's the point of talking about it, I'm standing here, come here if you have the ability, and see if it's your brain or the chainsaw in my hand!"

Looking at the two ghosts approaching him, and then at Su Che, the middle-aged man with a hooked nose said angrily, "If you have the ability, stand up and challenge me one-on-one. What's the point if you fight more or less?"

"Hehe." Su Che became interested, "One-on-one, you single out the three of us. Group fight, the three of us gang up on you alone. Talk about morals in the world with you, a wicked cult member, and everyone rushes!" Ah, blow his head off!"