Can you do some personnel work?

This is too fierce!

I originally thought that I could fight close to the face, but it can still be long-range? !

When Feng Wai glanced at his palm, his eyelids couldn't help twitching.

The originally pale palm turned into a strange black and red at this moment, like flesh and blood that had been corrupted, revealing a strange aura that was diametrically opposite to the body.

After just using it once, the entire palm was eroded, and the speed was so fast that it made people feel a little palpitated.

"This thing can only be used as a trump card, otherwise if I abuse it, I won't last long at all."

Feng Wai said a word, and tentatively shook hands again. Although his hands did not have much impact, he still felt a thorn in his heart, which made him feel a little nervous.

"Unless there is a danger to life, you can't use it if you can."

Qin Zheng nodded, but the power was as amazing as expected, but it didn't take a few times at all.

We can only find a way to find the perfect way to control it before it is completely eroded...

They were only halfway through their communication, and the familiar sound of high-heeled shoes resounded again.

Different from the monotony just now, this time the sound came from all directions at the intersection, and many slightly distorted shadows also appeared in the distance.

The ghost at the crossroads, seize the opportunity to shoot...

Exactly the same high-heeled shoes, but the nails have been dragged to the point, and the blood is constantly dripping from the mouth that is in a strange arc.

It's just that on its back, there is a figure wriggling and struggling under the skin, and it may tear the skin and drill out at any time.

The lifeless pupils stared at Feng Wai, who was the most dangerous, and raised his hand in imitation.

The flesh and blood in the palms of the hands were squirming, and the fangs were gradually revealed in the sight of the two and one ghost.

At the moment when the alarm bell rang wildly in Qin Zheng's heart, he subconsciously made up a certain picture——

A high-speed train roared in the eyes of the ghosts, and it came from the crossroads...

47. A corner of the ghost-level game

boom! ! !

There were several tragic loud noises, and the crossroads that were still full of horror atmosphere were crushed by the light of hope in an instant.

The whistling front of the car caused a group of ghosts to disappear without a trace, and the entire intersection suddenly became extremely empty and clean.

Zhang Fa and Feng Wai on the side also squinted at Qin Zheng silently. This guy really dared to think.

I originally thought that the character of the book was outrageous enough, but this product can actually make a high-speed rail, can it also make a plane or something?

"Has that thing been sent away?"

"It's been knocked down temporarily, it's all an illusion, it can't be hurt."

Qin Zheng shook his head. This is also a desperate plan. If the other party really shows the teeth of a starving ghost, he will definitely be caught in an instant!

This ghost will never let go of any opportunity.

And not long after the ghost was hit and flew, walls wriggled like flesh and blood from all around, blocking all paths leading to nearby buildings.

On the pale wall, blurred silhouettes gradually emerged, and they continued to stand out.

"crunch-"

The sharp sound like fingernails rubbing against glass made both of them feel uncomfortable.

The skin of the wall was like the skin of a real person, almost torn to the extreme by the ghost hands inside, grabbing the half of the body that fell to the side.

Under the tense gazes of the two, the wall wriggled and gradually engulfed half of the body.

In the next second, the entire intersection seemed to have been turned off by the gate, and suddenly fell into pitch blackness.

"It's not what we thought this time, can the ghosts already evolve on their own?"

"It is estimated that the two players were scared to death in other places just now. After escaping here, the supernatural phenomenon in other places has manifested here."

Qin Zheng rubbed his temples with some headaches, trying to restrain his brain tonic ability as much as possible.

Soon, a faint street light suddenly blew cold air from afar, and the back of a woman appeared strangely in their sight.

Wearing a black coat with dry and messy hair, he silently raised his finger and pointed forward.

The originally empty intersection has now become a straight road, and the rear is blocked by the wall.

"Are you going to explore?"

Zhang Fa asked tentatively.

"You can only go, the scope of the wall here is shrinking."

Qin Zheng looked at the wall behind him and said, although it was very slow, he could still feel that this thing was constantly shrinking the distance.

Without much delay, he led Zhang Fa Fengwai and walked slowly forward, holding the gun tightly in his hand.

As the two and one ghost got closer to the back, they were unexpectedly unable to feel the existence of any ghost, as if the other was just a shadow, without any real existence.

Until the moment they passed each other, the two and one ghost saw that the faces of this thing were covered by their hair.

At the moment when the cold wind blew, you could see that there was nothing inside the coat, as if only the head and limbs were left, and something was forcibly made a direction sign to guide the way.

After not realizing any threat, they didn't pay too much attention to it and continued to move forward.

This straight road seemed to be extraordinarily long. After walking a few hundred meters, the back of a familiar woman appeared in front of them again.

He still silently pointed ahead, but this time he couldn't see each other's legs, his head was hung by the hemp rope against the wall, his coat was empty, like a doll from the underworld.

"Feng Wai, do you feel the existence of ghosts?"

Zhang Fa couldn't help but poked Feng Wai and asked, always feeling that this situation was much weirder than other places.

"I can't feel it. I can't even find anything by perception."

Feng Wai's brows were all wrinkled, and it seemed that this was not something that could be achieved by illusions alone.

Could it be that the ghost used the abilities of other ghosts?

"Go on, it's really not good, I can only let Feng Wai gnaw the wall with the teeth of a starving ghost."

Qin Zheng glanced at the wall that had been rising since just now. During this period, he also tried to destroy the wall through fantasy, but the ability that he tried so well just now suddenly seemed to be invalid.

It seems like things are getting more and more complicated...

The two and one ghost could only bite the bullet and continue to move forward, until after a few hundred meters again, their footsteps suddenly stopped.

The front is no longer a narrow passage, but a rather old and dilapidated apartment.

In the large open space in front of the apartment, there are rows of clothes drying poles, and above it, one after another "sunny dolls" are hanging.

The gloomy wind was blowing, the empty coat swayed with the head, and the terrifying ghost was oppressing the two and one ghost almost out of breath.

The windows of all the rooms in the apartment were tightly closed, but what made their scalps tingle was that every room had a half-special-level aura.

On the top floor of the apartment, although there is no ghost, but the terrifying feeling of heart palpitations is even more than the sum of all the ghosts in the building!

Ghost! ! !

"Did we accidentally break into the ghost's base camp?"

Zhang Fa swallowed his saliva unsatisfactorily. Even if Boss Bai came here, he would be torn to shreds by the ghosts in an instant!

"The ghost who ordered takeaway, isn't it right in the apartment?!"

"..."

The faces of the two were all black, and even the hearts of the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help sinking.

This is the first time they have seen such a luxurious lineup that does not give people a chance to survive.

Even if it's a single Specter, it's okay, maybe he can still struggle for a while and die with dignity.

Now, with so many half-species in the same building, no matter what team comes, they have to hit the street in an instant!

[This place is already in the scope of another game. As long as you don’t enter the apartment, it is safe for the time being. The ghosts at the intersection are not in this apartment. Please continue to leave here in the direction pointed by the guide. If you stay here for too long, It will become a sunny doll on the clothesline like other players]

"These are all players?!"

[According to testing, this place is a Specter-level game range. Originally, there was only one Specter and no other ghosts. It was opened twice, and 80 players participated, all of whom were killed in the apartment.]

[The recovery ghosts caused by the death of the player are now all left in the apartment, which is currently unsolvable difficulty]

"..."

Listening to the introduction of the prompt, Qin Zheng's eyelids jumped wildly.

More than 80 players have all been wiped out here. Is this a slaughterhouse?

"Qin... Qin Zheng, someone is watching us from behind the gate."

And at this moment, Zhang Fa said abruptly.

Under the gaze of the two and one ghost, behind the glass door on the first floor of the apartment, a dark shadow appeared there at some point, staring at him lifelessly...

48. The white boss who cuts from the street to the end of the street

"Don't worry, the other party can't get out. This is already another game area, as long as you don't kill yourself."

Facing Zhang Fa and Feng Wai who were extremely nervous, Qin Zheng kept calm and comforted as much as possible.

Although I was also panicking in my heart, but at this time, I can't add further panic to the team.

While reassuring them, he glanced in the direction pointed by the prompt, and a sunny doll with legs stood impressively in a far corner, silently pointing to a fork in the road.

The other party deliberately opened a considerable distance from the apartment, and seemed to be afraid of something.

"Follow that ghost, it's better to stay here if you don't."

"Row!"

Zhang Fa and Feng Wai nodded heavily, they didn't want to stay in this place for a moment, it was even more terrifying than the people in the mirror and the ghost lake!

Looking deeply at the direction of the apartment again, the dark shadow who was standing behind the glass door had disappeared, and the sunny dolls in the open space were shaking strangely.

"run!!"

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Qin Zheng's eyelids jumped wildly, and after shouting, he led one person and one ghost desperately to flee into the distance.

Almost at the moment when they left this open space, all the Sunny Day Dolls turned their heads strangely and looked in the direction where Qin Zheng and others were leaving.

"Gluck cluck cluck..."

The infiltrating laughter resounded without warning, spreading over the entire open space.

Even though Qin Zheng and the others had already moved away from here, Ruoyou Ruowu's laughter still stimulated them to grin uncontrollably, and their seven orifices bleed.

However, this is only the aftermath, and it will not hurt their lives. After the discomfort lasted for only a while, the two and one ghost collapsed on the ground with relief.

"Grass, I almost thought I was going to die, and my body was out of control just now."

"The Tooth of the Starving Ghost almost recovered."

Feng Wai clutched his palm with lingering fears, and his heart that was dead still almost came to life.

I didn't even see the face of the Specter, and the Tooth of the Starving Ghost was almost resurrected. How outrageous was the Specter level?

"It's not bad. The players who just hung on the clothes pole are all players. You can imagine how tragically the group was destroyed at that time."

"Fogcao, then this thing is a player?!"

Zhang Fa's eyes widened immediately, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

How many dolls are there in the sunny day just now?

"Let's keep running, the farther away the better, otherwise I'm afraid that things over there will suddenly run out."

"Makes sense."

The fear in the hearts of the two ghosts has not dissipated, and they are running for a full kilometer without stopping.

When the sign of the crossroads reappeared in front of them, the anxiety in their hearts dissipated a little.

Only this time, they saw the bodies of several players appear in the middle of the intersection.

The state of death of one of them is astonishingly the same as the sunny doll I saw before!

"Did the ghosts at the crossroads manifest the existence of ghost-level games?"