The golden fingers of the death game are all beautiful girls

"Why, it will be again!"

"Like a dream bubble!!!"

"Condolences?"

"I... can't do it!!!"

At the end, the abbot of the temple yelled loudly, and his unwilling voice echoed in the ruins. In the forest on this mountain, how can there be a monk?

Yi Mo just looked at him quietly, and didn't continue to speak.

Even the abbot of a temple is also a human being, and in the face of drastic changes, it is difficult to get rid of worldly thoughts after all.

After the abbot of the temple finished speaking, he turned to look at Yimo: "Outsider, why are you here?"

"The robbery in Box Town was originally brought by you outsiders!"

Yimo didn't deny it, but looked at the abbot of the temple and nodded his head, then said lightly: "Let's join forces, let's kill the evil spirits who are doing evil in Hezi Town, and wipe them out forever."

Hearing the words, the abbot of the temple had a serious expression, stared at Yimo's face for a while, frowned and said, "Why should I believe you!"

"You outsiders, why do you really think about Box Town!"

"I don't have the confidence to fight against that evil spirit, and I've already made up my mind to fight to the death!"

"Why do you think you can completely kill that evil spirit!"

"I'm trapped in this box town. If I don't kill the evil spirit, I will be killed by the evil spirit. How can it be okay?" Yimo suddenly laughed after speaking, "Hahaha... Who in this world is not selfish ?”

"You're right, why should I think about the future of Box Town?"

"No... Really not!"

"But!" Yimo's tone became cold, her tone was also like ice, and the bleeding moon gradually appeared in her left eye, "I will kill any existence that threatens my life..."

"At any cost, by any means!"

"Hehe...Master."

"You are for revenge, I am for survival."

"Our purpose is the same."

"It's just, is it your resentment for revenge, or my desire to survive?"

"Those evil spirits are not something you can deal with by yourself, nor can I deal with them..."

"Let's cooperate. If we join forces, I am confident to kill those evil spirits!"

Hearing the words, the abbot of the temple looked at Yimo and frowned slightly: "After you die, you will go to hell."

Yi Mo nodded: "If hell really exists."

"Master, you have also fallen, and our ending is the same."

The abbot of the temple was taken aback when he heard the words, and suddenly he raised his head and laughed loudly: "Hahaha... Fortunately, our ending is the same!"

"Are you saying I'm going to hell with you?"

"Buddha does not cross me, I cross by myself, not for the other shore but for the sea!"

"Even if I turn into a demon and drown myself in the sea of ​​bitterness, what's the matter!"

"Hahaha... I can join hands with you!"

"but!"

"How can you guarantee me that I can kill that evil spirit together with you!"

"Instead of accompanying you with a sharp-toothed yellow-mouthed child, it's just nonsense from here on!"

After the temple abbot laughed, he looked at Yimo's face, waiting for his response.

Yimo looked uncomfortable, and took out a piece of paper that she had prepared a long time ago from her pocket, and handed it to the abbot of the temple: "This is my plan, and I need your help."

Hearing this, the abbot of the temple took it with a frown, and then looked at the page full of words, his face suddenly showed shock, and his voice trembled: "You... are the real evil spirit!"

Yimo heard the words and snorted coldly: "Oh...is that so?"

"maybe……"

"If it fails, everyone will be buried together in this box town..."

"Master, this is my promise."

"With the head of my head, the lives of more than 600 people in the whole town, all of them are guaranteed promises!"

The abbot of the temple looked at the paper in his hand, and the hand holding the paper trembled slightly.

After a while, he suddenly laughed like crazy, and ruthlessly tore the piece of paper into countless pieces, and then threw it into the sky with pride: "Hahaha...hahaha..."

"Good good good good good good good!"

"Since you have such determination, then I will also turn into an evil spirit and kill those evil spirits with you!"

When the wind picked up, the scraps of paper that were originally written with plans were rolled up into the sky, and soon disappeared without a trace.

The sky was getting darker, and it seemed that a heavy rain was coming.

Without anyone knowing, Yimo has reached an unknown agreement with the abbot of the temple.

Yimo didn't know what the special props of the temple were.

but……

From day one, he has been in control of the people and characters in this game, the so-called NPCs.

And the abbot of the temple... is just another piece that he has laid out on the chessboard for most of the game!

Chapter 44. Night Attack, Bloody Battle, Ashes

At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, dark clouds covered the sky.

Tonight, there are no stars and no moon, only the wind blows and the branches rustle.

Outside Villa No. 1 in Jingtian District, a young man in blue overalls was standing in front of the courtyard door. His blue hat was pressed down very low, and his face was more than half covered by the brim of the hat. It was impossible to tell who it was.

And behind him, there are more than a dozen "people" standing.

No, they shouldn't be called human beings, because their faces are pale, and they don't seem to be breathing. Those pairs of eyes are dark with a strange red, exuding a bloodthirsty light...

As a ghost unlocked the gate of the courtyard fence, the young man in the blue hat raised his hand and slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "Come on...not one left..."

Following his order, the evil spirits swarmed towards the villa!

In a small room on the first floor of the villa in Jingtian District, Xuanwu was sleeping soundly under a quilt.

Quietly, the ghost has slowly opened the door of his room, walked over quietly, with a terrifying smile on his pale face, the teeth in his mouth grow longer, he slowly bent down, already planning to enjoy today's Good food.

All human beings are food for ghosts.

Ghosts are the source of life sustainment.

Ghosts are the source of power beyond ordinary people.

Although the old man in front of him looked quite old, it did not hinder the incomparable joy and excitement of the ghost eating.

The sharp teeth moved towards Xuanwu's neck without making a sound.

Soon, Xuanwu will be completely drained.

1 to 2 days, life will be lost!

just.

At this moment, the accident happened suddenly!

Just when the ghost immediately bit Xuanwu's neck fiercely, his forehead was pressed against the cold muzzle of a gun.

Look at Xuanwu again, where is he sleeping soundly?

At this moment, he has turned his head, smiled, pinched his mustache and said proudly: "Hehehe..."

"Sure enough..."

"That bastard Qinglong has been tricked."

"My six-yao and three-gua calculations today are indeed correct."

"If it wasn't for my preparedness and clever calculations, I'm afraid I would have fallen into the way of you evil spirits!"

Before he finished speaking, the evil ghost howled: "Aw!!!!"

With both hands, he grabbed Xuanwu with all his strength, bared his sharp teeth, and wanted to bite off Xuanwu's neck.

Bang-!

It's just that as Xuanwu pulled the trigger, the fire light illuminated the dark room in an instant, accompanied by a strong smell of gunpowder.

The bullet from the shotgun in his hand had already directly pierced the "ghost"'s head, and when he fired at such a close range, the ghost was sent flying and hit the wall heavily.

Compared with the dark red blood of humans, the blood of the "ghost" is brighter red, and it has already splashed on the walls and the tatami floor.

At this moment, the sound of fighting and gunshots could be heard throughout the villa. It was obvious that the death game players had already fought with the "ghost" in other rooms.

It turned out that as early as this afternoon, the suspicious Xuanwu discovered Qinglong's anomaly. After discussing with several people from the Tiandimeng, he came to the conclusion that he and others were probably haunted by ghosts.

It will probably be attacked in a short time, and the time is most likely at night.

Although the mayor hasn't summoned those young NPCs yet, but now he has a shotgun, he knows in advance that he will be attacked, and Xuanwu judges that the "ghost" in this game should not be a ghost.

That is to say, it is a type that can be killed, so I decided to use my tricks and lay an ambush directly, so as to catch the "ghost" by surprise at night!

But in fact, everything was within Xuanwu's calculations, and the "ghost" really attacked the villa at night.

Xuanwu walked near the door, with a shotgun in each hand, walked up to the ghost with a big hole in his forehead and bowed his head, lifted the head of the "ghost" with the gun, shook his head and smiled; How powerful do you think it is?"

"That's it!"

"The strength is stronger than that of ordinary humans, but this shot is still a dead word!"

"Well, go help big brother!"

"Hold on today, the truth will be revealed tomorrow, and the game will be stable!"

Xuanwu muttered, but also became serious, the battle tonight is very important, and must not be taken lightly, so he opened the door of the room and hurried to help the Tiandimeng.

"Oops - damn it!"

However, unexpectedly, just as he lifted his foot, the other foot was firmly grasped by a very powerful hand, and then the other foot pulled hard.

With a sound of "嗙噚", Xuanwu didn't react at all, and fell face down on the floor. Suddenly, nosebleeds gushed out, his brain was dizzy, and he yelled: "It's a bad thing, the head was pierced. None of them were killed!"

Following Xuanwu's roar, he turned around quickly, and was about to shoot a few more shots at the "ghost" who grabbed his ankle.

But the ghost's movement was even faster, and it had already bit Xuanwu's leg fiercely, and the blood splashed out the next moment.

"Oops!" Xuanwu was in pain, feeling that he was going to die, but he didn't want to give up, so he was about to pull the trigger, but found that his brain was a little chaotic, and he didn't even have the strength to pull the trigger, so he could only watch helplessly. The "ghost" bit himself.

pat--!

The shotgun finally fell out of his hands, and Xuanwu's eyes gradually lost their luster...

No... want to die...

I don't want to die...

.

On the other side, in the large room on the second floor, Tiandimeng, Suzaku, and Baihu had already fought with several "ghosts".

Bang bang bang bang—!

Gunshots continued to ring out, and the smell of gunpowder filled the room with the lights on.

Although Suzaku is not a combatant, after using a card that doubles the speed for 2 minutes, holding two shotguns, she can hit the ghost with every bullet at close range, and she keeps changing rapidly. With bullets, he is very agile.

Baihu has a strong body and is a karate master. He keeps flying "ghosts". Every time he punches and lifts his legs, there is even a sound of wind, so you can know how strong that strength is!

Tiandimeng held a gun in one hand, although the shooting frequency was not as fast as Suzaku, but the gun was very accurate in headshots, and he was also a good gunman.

It seems that Tiandimeng and others have the upper hand, but in fact they are not.

Because those "ghosts" were beaten to pieces, with countless blood holes, and even their brains were beaten out.

But even so, he could still get up and continue to rush towards the three of them, making them very stressed.

"Brother, no!"