I play the horror world as a development game

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In the next instant, it collapsed.

The man in the suit picked up the coffee on one side, took a sip, put it aside, and said casually: "Guys, we just want to bring someone to drink tea with us, maybe we can let go of our hostility..."

Before he finished speaking, several silver lights suddenly appeared in the air, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Jessie noticed something, squinted his glasses a little, and disappeared on the seat in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the seat was broken into pieces like paper.

Ms. Meng opened her little hands and said, "Oh, you run very fast."

Jessie appeared in the corner, looking at Sister Meng's fingers, five invisible thin lines were connected to the fingertips.

Jesse's eyes were scattered, he took out a metal capsule from his pocket, and said, "If you guys don't like my suggestion, then do what you like."

After finishing speaking, he crushed the metal capsule in his hand. In an instant, like a smoke bomb, a thick cloud of ghost fog rose and swept away, engulfing the entire room, rushing to the corridor, and engulfing the entire corridor.

A Liang covered his eyes, mouth and nose, stepped back a few steps, and when he could see clearly, he found that he was the only one left in the entire corridor, and the rest of the people had disappeared.

The only one who accompanied him to stay where he was was the half-dead Kate on the ground.

He was still dying, but he couldn't swallow his last breath.

"Where did they go?" A Liang took out the scalpel from the cloth bag on his back, and turned to look at Kate on the ground.

Kate laughed a few times and coughed up another pool of black blood.

"It's just to disperse you and solve them one by one."

A Liang looked at his sickly body indifferently, and asked, "You guys are quite confident."

"So, who's going to kill me?"

Kate looked at A Liang's indifferent eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Of course it's me."

"You seem to have no strength to get up, how can you kill me?"

Kate lowered her eyelids and said hoarsely, "This has been my life since a certain day."

"Misery, disease, cannot leave me."

"People need food to survive, but I need disease to survive. Although I am dying, you don't know, I am enjoying this process..."

Kate grinned, and grinned, a few of the teeth inside had fallen out, and he swallowed her throat.

A Liang narrowed his eyes slightly, tightly holding the scalpel in his hand.

Kate looked at A Liang and asked, "Do you know why?"

"Because my body is a sick ghost. To me, your torture is more like a few doses of stimulants injected into my body."

When A Liang frowned slightly, he noticed that the mouthful of black blood on the ground was squirming in horror.

Looking carefully, the black blood in that mouthful of mixed phlegm was full of densely packed parasites.

When A Liang's expression changed slightly, Kate stood up abruptly, and rushed towards him like a face hugger.

A face full of bloodstains, revealing a crazy excitement...

……

"Cough cough..."

Brother Yu walked around on crutches in the dark, coughing lightly from time to time, after walking for a while, the surroundings became brighter and he had a visible vision.

Unknowingly, he returned to the door of his room.

"It's kind of interesting, but then what?"

Brother Yu made a hoarse voice, and stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, but before he opened it, a voice suddenly came from the darkness at the end of the corridor, clear and bright.

Brother Yu let go of the doorknob and turned to look over there.

In the darkness, a pair of purple eyes appeared, and Mihawk in a gentleman's suit came out of the darkness.

He held an investigation report in his hand.

Mihawk looked at the young man in the list, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Fifth in Group A, Mr. Yu Guo?"

Brother Yu spat out two words: "It's me."

"Why is it different from the one on the investigation report? The one above is not the old gentleman." Mihawk looked at the black and white photo printed on the paper, and said lightly.

Holding the crutches in both hands, Brother Yu said slowly, "That means your investigation was incorrect and you found the wrong person?"

Mihawk looked at the photo, then looked at the old man, shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "No, you are him. There is a black spot on the face, the same position, and the outline of the face is still somewhat similar. .”

"Although I don't know why the photos I got are different, but I can confirm that I have found the wrong person."

Mihawk flicked the investigation report, and when it fell to the ground, the paper was reduced to ashes.

Brother Yu looked at the trace of ashes, supported the cane with one hand, and supported the back with the other hand, looked up at Mihawk, and asked, "So, what are you capable of?"

Mihawk's eyes were covered with purple light, and the skin at the corners of his eyes was shattered. When a gust of wind suddenly blew up, he rushed in front of Brother Yu, and the strong ghost power formed a shock wave and landed on the latter.

As if hit by a train, Brother Yu flew out before he had time to react.

With a bang, the wall at the end of the corridor crumbled and collapsed.

Mihawk twisted his neck, his ghost eyes flickered strangely, and said flatly: "Your internal organs are like wilted flowers. They taste bad, not my taste."

"But in the Central Bureau, you still have some status, so I need to take your head away."

Crash.

As Mihawk said, in the darkness at the end of the corridor, there was the sound of rolling stones, followed by footsteps.

Mihawk was not surprised either, with one hand in his pocket, he said calmly: "My intuition tells me that you are more than capable, let the ghost in your body come out to breathe..."

Brother Yu stepped out and suffered such a violent impact, but his frail body was not affected in the slightest, and he was still holding the crutch in his hand.

"Your words are also what I want to say."

Brother Yu walked over while watching and talking.

And as he got closer, Mihawk's eyes changed obviously.

Corpse spots climbed on the old body, the wrinkles on the skin gradually disappeared, and the rickety body straightened up a little bit.

Brother Yu's vicissitudes and old face, like the annual rings regressed, became younger little by little.

The body is straight, and the strong figure and clear muscles are clearly revealed in the light.

Mihawk looked at this scene, groaned, and smiled thoughtfully: "So that's it. Now I understand why the photos in the investigation report don't match."

The corner of the mouth curled up, and the bright red tongue licked.

"That way, I'm interested."

"After all, the viscera of young fresh meat always tastes endless..."

Brother Yu's face became handsome, with blond hair, and a rebellious look on his face: "Coincidentally, I also have a special hobby."

"That is……"

After saying only three words, Brother Yu disappeared, and the crutch in his hand was raised in front of Mihawk's eyes.

The next moment, the crutch was separated, and the cold light from the cold blade within it flashed in front of Mihawk's eyes...

"I also like the art of dissecting the human body!" Brother Yu smiled charmingly.

===Chapter 517 The puppet staff taught it to be a ghost===

In the basement of the clinic, after the eerie black mist filled the air, everyone seemed to have fallen into a maze, lost their position and direction.

Qin Nuo's eyes also became dim, and after a while, the flashlight of the mobile phone in his hand turned on again, which could only illuminate a part of the light area in front of his eyes.

"It's scattered again, do you want to break them one by one?"

Qin Nuo murmured, and the blood-eyed ghost followed suit: "Those little things, except for the one surnamed Ling, are not easy to bully, so there is nothing to worry about."

"This group of overseas players know a lot, and they have a lot of new gadgets in their hands. From this point of view, the mastermind behind this nightmare organization is not a simple thing."

Qin Nuo walked forward, and the front was pitch black, giving people a sense of unknown fear, but this kind of psychological fear was basically immune to him.

"so……"

"So I speculate that the mastermind behind the scenes is looking for me aggressively, and presumably knows some secrets about me." Qin Nuo said, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

A footstep sounded clearly ahead.

Qin Nuo settled down and looked at it calmly.

A silhouette appeared, with a crooked figure.

"Come on, brother blood." Qin Nuo said in a low voice.

But then, the eyebrows raised.

Because the figure came out of the light, it was not the overseas players, but a member of the outpatient clinic.

Qin Nuo remembered that this was an employee in charge of nursing care.

Qin Nuo wanted to speak out, but found that the other party's expression was dull, his face was bloodshot, his eyeballs were protruding and bloodshot.

On its neck, there are obvious blue and black strangle marks.

"It seems that Bai Ling has killed him, but he can still move like a walking dead?" Qin Nuo murmured with a calm expression.

"There is a ghostly aura of resentment on the white silk, and the corpses that are sucked in can also be manipulated because of this ghostly aura, just like a marionette." The blood-eyed ghost said calmly, obviously he is quite familiar with these things of.

The man who was manipulated by inhaling ghost energy looked at Qin Nuo with dull eyes, and opened his parched mouth slightly.

The resentment locked onto Qin Nuo, and immediately rushed forward.

Qin Nuo looked indifferent, raised his hand, and then flicked it casually.

The wave-like ghost power from his right hand directly sent the man flying.

pat!

This is not a copy of the game, and it doesn't seem to be protected by ghost power. The sound of the man smashing into the corner and the bone breaking can be heard very clearly.

But soon, the man got up crookedly again, twisting his neck.

One hand flipped over, holding a fruit knife.

Before he could pounce, several figures suddenly rushed out from the darkness behind him and pounced on Qin Nuo.

But the moment he touched Qin Nuosha, his right hand seemed to trigger the automatic protection system, and with two or three strokes, these people fell to the ground.

"What's the point of doing this? Their attacks couldn't even make me breathe, let alone consume any energy."

However, the few employees who were killed in the outpatient clinic have completely become puppets. No matter how horrible their bodies have been injured, they can stand up and continue to attack Qin Nuo.

Because these are outpatient staff, Qin Nuo didn't want to beat them to pieces.

But whether it's a broken bone, a broken spine, they can always get back up.

Moreover, when intercepting their attacks, Qin Nuo found that their attacks became more and more skillful and swift.

They stared at Qin Nuo fiercely, their bodies crackling, and the climbing veins on their bodies, like tree roots, spread crazily, and continued to move their shattered bodies.

The blood-eyed ghost noticed something and said, "I seem to be wrong. These guys don't seem to be like this because of that white silk."

"The ghost energy released from their bodies is different."

Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows: "So it was manipulated by something else."

The first thing he thought of was naturally the overseas players.

Those members continued to attack, and their attacks became more and more weird, sharper each time, and they even avoided the attacks of the blood-eyed ghost several times.

"They're learning to penetrate my attack style." The blood-eyed ghost became interested.

Qin Nuo looked at the three people in front of him, and said thoughtfully, "Can we find the source of this ghostly aura?"

The blood-eyed ghost didn't speak, two blood-colored eyes were torn out from his arms, and in the darkness, there was a terrifying bloody light.

Blood mist is rendered in the darkness...

Soon, the blood-eyed ghost said: "OK, I found it."

"Okay, then you don't need to keep your hands now." Qin Nuo looked at the three outpatient staff who twisted their bodies and stood up again.

Originally, out of love for the outpatient clinic, I wanted to collect the whole body of Brother Yu and Sister Meng, but now there is no need for this.

Bloody, violent aesthetics is the unique skill of the blood-eyed ghost, and he is naturally good at it.