I play the horror world as a development game

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The flames dissipated, and it lay there, seemingly dying.

But when several people relaxed a little, it rushed up and rushed towards the entrance of the sewer that was watching from the side.

At this time, Tong Yao suddenly opened his schoolbag, and two words came out from under the mask: "Go into the backpack!"

As if saying nothing, the backpack released a terrifying suction force, and it all fell on the ghost.

One of Ghosting's hands touched the dirty ditch water, and the scorched injuries all over his body were repaired bit by bit in an instant, but his skin was dark and pitted due to the dirty water.

It wanted to resist the ghost power, but found that the ghost power was extremely overbearing. While struggling, it was quickly pulled into the backpack.

After the backpack stirred a few times, it became quiet.

With a click, Tong Yao closed the button, then put it on on the back, pulled the mask on, and the ghostly aura that lingered quickly dissipated.

The leader of the first team watched this scene and couldn't help saying: "What the hell are you? You are so powerful, why didn't you make a move earlier?"

With his hands in his pockets, Tong Yao took out a lollipop and threw it to him: "Eat candy, there are too many words."

Mo Yan stood aside and said, "Many ghosts' abilities can't be used casually, and it's even more unfortunate that some ghosts are contracted."

While speaking, he looked at Tong Yao, who rolled his eyes.

Lan Yan looked at the schoolbag, feeling uneasy, and couldn't help but ask, "Can your backpack trap him?"

"It's a ghost."

"Why don't you kill it? It's a disaster to keep it." The leader of the second team said, with killing intent in his eyes. His deputy leader followed him for so long, and he died so tragically before his eyes.

Tong Yao said lightly: "It can't run out, this ghost is out of water, it looks like nothing."

"It's useful to keep it. These ghosts should know a lot about what's going on in this city now, and they will interrogate them later." Qing Shan said while holding his glasses.

Qin Nuo came over from there, glanced at the backpack, and looked at Qing Shan: "So, have you figured out where to go next?"

"Thriller Quantum, you're right. At present, it doesn't make much sense to go back to the Central Bureau. If you can find Sister Sin and the others, it can solve many problems."

Qingshan took out his mobile phone and looked at the time of the previous year. It is now 06:30 in the morning, and he looked up at the dark sky: "Just like the horror world, it seems that there will be no day and night in this city."

"Keep going."

Qing Shan took off his coat, threw it aside, took out one from the laundry balcony of the next door, and put it on.

"Well, if we don't go back to the headquarters, we actually want to go back..."

When preparing to set off, a team leader hesitated to speak.

Before he finished speaking, Qing Shan interrupted: "Go home and see your family, right?"

"It's right to be worried, but in my opinion, if everyone in Xinjiang City becomes a game NPC, then, compared to the horror world, they are normal in a sense."

"Normal dialogue, normal work and rest, just adding a bit of horror to the style of painting."

"And in their eyes, sober people like us have become abnormal."

"If you go back, it is likely to backfire and break this "harmony"."

"What would you do if you were attacked by ghostly family members?" Qing Shan asked.

These few words stunned the team leader for a moment.

He opened his mouth and was speechless. After a while, he said helplessly: "You are right, I'd better follow you."

The leader of the second team originally had the same idea, but after hearing this, he also dispelled this idea.

If you are worried about your family, don't get close to them, otherwise it is likely to cause uncontrollable tragedies.

Qin Nuo stood aside with a calm expression. He thought of everything Qingshan thought of, but he thought about more than these...

After confirming the location of the horror volume, the group of people here continued to set off.

……

the other side of the city.

In front of a barbecue stall, Qi Yan raised his hand, and slammed the owner of the barbecue shop aside. The latter flew out and hit the other side, spurting a pool of black blood.

But immediately, the owner of the barbecue stall stood up, with terrifying ghostly signs appearing on his body, and looked at Qi Yan solemnly: "Young man, this is a small business."

Qi Yan put a piece of barbecue into his mouth, ate it voraciously, glanced at the boss, and said coldly: "Go away, I'm in a bad mood, I don't want to kill ghosts!"

"Mouse, you are too arrogant!"

Black meridians appeared on the face of the barbecue stand owner, and he stepped up, his terrifying face revealing a strong killing intent.

As soon as he jumped up, Qi Yan lifted one foot, kicked it flying, and hit the wall hard, the cracking sound was very clear, it was a broken spine.

Although the owner of the barbecue stall didn't show a painful expression, he just couldn't stand up and could only watch Qi Yan disappear around the corner with those barbecues.

Eating while walking, throwing away all the sticks in his hand, Qi Yan burped and let out a long sigh of relief.

In the dim alley, two figures appeared, staring straight at Qi Yan, with greed on their pale faces: "Mouse, how dare you be on the street..."

Puchi!Puchi!

Before he finished speaking, two figures flew out, hit the wall, and sat slumped on the ground, with two heads completely shattered, bloody and disgusting.

"Rat? Have you figured out your identity?"

Qi Yan opened his mouth coldly, shook off the blood on his hands, tore off a strip of cloth from the body on the side of the road, and wiped his hands.

After wiping, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he couldn't help showing a smile, a very wicked smile.

"The horror world seems to be good. There are no rules, no constraints, no damn old man, and you can do whatever you want. Isn't that what I want?"

As he spoke, he looked somewhere, and his glasses suddenly lit up.

Walking towards that side quickly, behind a piece of glass, a red latest motorcycle sports car Haojue was exposed in sight.

"Really good."

Qi Yan smashed the glass, took out the motorcycle, sat on it, and was about to try the feeling when he suddenly smelled something in his nose and narrowed his eyes slightly.

After getting out of the car, Qi Yan looked in one direction.

At the end of the road, suddenly there was a muffled sound, which sounded like footsteps, and the small stones on the side of the road trembled slightly.

A dense black mist filled the air, and in the haze, something seemed to appear.

"Is there a big guy here?"

Qi Yan murmured, but didn't care. She drew a dagger from her back and stared at the darkness ahead.

"What are you looking at?"

A hoarse and sharp voice, as if the voice was completely torn apart, rang in my ears.

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, her complexion changed slightly.

A tall black shadow appeared behind him at some unknown time, like a little giant, the skin on his body was stitched and patched, full of needles and threads, and densely packed worms crawled out of the split skin, with a vicious ghostly aura, It's like swamp gas, suffocating and dangerous.

On Zhengfang's head, a pair of eyes calmly stared at Qiyan who was only as tall as his crotch.

Qi Yan's eyes shifted slightly, squinting at the huge creature behind him.

The tall black shadow stared at him, and just about to speak, Qi Yan suddenly made a sound, jumped up, and stabbed fiercely at the forehead with the dagger in his hand.

This stab, although the dagger is small, can explode with terrifying ghost power that can blow a small truck away.

boom! !

However, the tall black shadow raised his hand, crushing the attack directly, and punched Qi Yan on the head.

With a muffled sound, Qi Yan's entire body slammed into the ground hard, causing a small crater to sink in an instant.

Although Qi Yan's body has become extremely tough because of the contracted ghost, his skull is still cracked, and blood spurts from his mouth, nose, eyes, ears and seven orifices!

The body below the head was shattered and bloody.

With one punch, Qi Yan is bloody and bloody, I can't bear to look at it

There was disbelief in the trembling pupils.

The tall black shadow was still calm, muttering: "A fly that is vulnerable to a single blow."

After speaking, he stepped over and walked forward.

In the pit, Qi Yan's body was pulling out frantically.

The shattered flesh and blood are repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This punch seemed to excite the contract ghost in his body, it was like another personality, filling Qi Yan's brain, and kept making noises.

"What are you talking about! What are you talking about?"

"You are immortal. After being beaten out of the shadow by a woman, are you going to be beaten out of the shadow by a big man now?"

"Stand up, my ghost power is endless, no one can kill you!"

"As long as you are not afraid of death, no one is your opponent, you are the master!"

"Stand up and break it! Open its head, hollow out the inside and throw it on the ground, crush it with your feet!"

The crazy voice made Qi Yan very irritable.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he became extremely bloodthirsty.

He stood up little by little, all the injuries on his body disappeared, and transformed into ghost power, like an active volcano, which couldn't be contained in his body.

"mouse?"

"Are you talking about you?"

boom.

The tall black figure stopped in his tracks, listened to the voice, and turned his head to look at Qi Yan, who was full of mad killing intent and had blood-red eyes. At this moment, the latter was like a madman.

The tall black shadow looked indifferent, and said hoarsely: "A ghost tormenting death, no wonder."

Qi Yan's face was distorted exaggeratedly, and his bright red tongue was licking the blade: "I'm so angry now, I'm so lucky to have you bumping into me."

"Have you ever tried the feeling of cutting flesh and blood one by one, and crushing bones one by one? You'll know it right away."

The more she talked, the more excited she became, Qi Yan rushed forward with a mad smile, and the dagger instantly stabbed in front of the tall black shadow...

……

3 minute later.

In the sunken potholes, Qi Yan was lying in the deepest part, his body was covered with mud, his body was shattered into pieces, and the madness disappeared from his face.

Even half of the head was shattered, leaving only one eye intact.

Only, disbelief, already deep fear remained.

Not an opponent at all!

Totally crushed!

There were some scratches on the tall black shadow, but to him, it was like scratching an itch, and it didn't affect him at all.

"Not dead yet?"

Gu Gui stretched out his hand, pinched Qi Yan's head with one hand, and raised it in front of his eyes.

Facing the other party again, the crazy voice of the tormenting ghost still sounded in Qi Yan's mind: "What are you afraid of! Kill him fiercely, as long as you make good use of my ability, everyone is an ant!"

Qi Yan couldn't listen at all, fear kept pulling out the psychological shadow that was once deep in her heart, at this moment, she only thought about how to escape.

The Gu ghost opened its mouth, and countless cockroaches crawled out of the mouth.

Qi Yan couldn't bear it any longer, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't...don't, let me go, I don't want to die!"

===Chapter 593 The only value leaves one after another===

Qi Yan understands the ability of the ghost she contracted with. To torture the dead ghost, he was an extremely crazy self-abuse lover in his lifetime. The pain will make him crazy, and the blood is his stimulant, which makes him fall into madness.

He will take the initiative to provoke the villain, even if he is beaten badly by the opponent, he will only become more excited, and his shots will be more ruthless, so crazy that the villain will be afraid and want to run away in a hurry.

At the beginning of the one-person-one-ghost contract, Qi Yan's self-abuse and madness attracted the ghost, and he took the initiative to enter into the contract.

With the help of the self-torturing ghost, Qi Yan became even more insane. As a member of the Central Bureau, he was always performing tasks, and beat the target to the last breath.

Facing the organization's reprimand, he didn't take it seriously. In a special operation, he had a conflict with his teammates and beat all the members of his team to death. The mission target was supposed to be brought back alive, but he was also tortured to death.

He didn't care, he could always find an excuse for this, the organization felt a headache for it, and he had a faint feeling that this guy was breaking away from the shackles of the rules.

But they had no choice. The central bureau was short of combat personnel. Although Qiyan was uncontrollable, it did help the organization solve many thorny secret organizations, but it was too crazy to act.