Death Inquisitor

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"Shoot where you can't see." Longo said suddenly.

Then take the lead in shooting towards the bookshelf.

A book was shot to pieces, and the bookshelf was full of bullet holes.

The other three also acted.

Some shot at trash cans and some at tables.

All of a sudden, gunshots rang out in the room.

Flames flickered.

But the bullets swept across these places, but nothing hidden, not even a cockroach appeared.

"Gudong..." Brother Long swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Because he didn't believe that the death judge would be so kind.

When they went to the room, they also felt that there was no danger, so they relaxed their vigilance, and Zhang Sheng died in the end.

The more harmless this room looked, the more terrifying he felt.

"Long, Brother Long, let's leave quickly." Huang Mao said tremblingly.

But none of them noticed that there was a black, paper-thin hand slowly rising from the ground.

Then, he grabbed Qing Mao Zhang Yan's ankle.

Zhang Yan, who was suddenly attacked, trembled and screamed on the spot.

"Brother Long, something is grabbing my foot!"

While yelling, he vigorously swung the caught right foot.

But the thing that grabbed his foot was surprisingly strong, and it has been firmly grasping his ankle, never letting go.

No matter how hard he struggles, it won't help.

Brother Long and the three of them immediately looked at Zhang Yan's feet when they heard the sound.

Then the hairs stood on end.

What kind of monster is this!

It's like the shadow of a person.

"Quick, shoot the shadow on the ground!"

The bullets from three submachine guns poured to the ground.

But even if the ground was pitted, the fifth shadow still existed, and it didn't even look like it was hurt.

The hand that was holding Zhang Yan's ankle did not let go.

"Wori, bullets are useless to it!" Blue Hair exclaimed.

The green-haired Zhang Yan's face was full of fear.

He felt his other foot being grabbed as well.

And there are two hands, alternately climbing up.

His muscles tensed, his whole body trembled, and he screamed and ran around the room.

"Quick, help me get rid of the things behind me, quick!"

Brother Long and the others looked, but found that there was only a shadow of a hand stretched out of the ground before, but now half of his body is sticking out of the ground.

The black shadow with disheveled hair hangs half behind the green haired Zhang Yan, like a legendary ghost possessed.

"Brother Long, what should we do, we can't do anything with that thing." Huang Mao's face was filled with anxiety.

Looking at Qingmao screaming in fear in the room, he was both scared and grateful.

What he was afraid of was the monster itself. Fortunately, the monster didn't find him, but Qingmao.

"I..." Brother Long's lips trembled a few times, and he stopped several times when he wanted to go forward to help Qingmao.

Then he gritted his teeth: "We can't do anything about that monster with a gun. We can't get stuck in it. Hurry up and go to the next room!"

Hearing this, Huang Mao's eyes burst into surprise.

He was afraid that Brother Long would get mad and take them up to help Qingmao.

"Walk!"

The three ran towards the wooden door of this room.

The green-haired Zhang Yan, who was running around in panic and slapping behind him from time to time, suddenly noticed their movements.

Can't help screaming in panic: "Don't leave me, don't leave me!"

They chased after Brother Long.

But at this time, the shadow behind him had already climbed onto his back.

A black head with disheveled hair, whose face could not be seen clearly, and which could only be seen in general shape, approached his ear.

Two hands tightly strangled his neck.

Zhang Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and he fell to the ground, rolling on the ground in extreme pain.

Then he wanted to reach out and remove the thing that was pinching his neck.

But every time his hands could only touch his own skin, he couldn't touch the monster's hands pinching him.

Obviously I can feel it on my neck, but I can't touch it with my hands.

Zhang Yan was terrified by this weird feeling, and what was even more frightening was that now he was being strangled by the neck, but he was completely unable to resist.

He couldn't help but think of the way Zimao Zhang Sheng died.

That terrifying appearance played back in his mind.

"No...don't! Long...help...help..." He stretched out a hand, and looked at Brother Long and the others beside the wooden door with painful eyes.

It seemed that he wanted to grab something, but he could only keep swipe.

Seeing Brother Long and the others ignoring him, Zhang Yan despaired.

The outstretched hand clenched into a fist.

There was a look of resentment in his eyes.

Exhausting his last strength, he squeezed out a few words from his mouth.

"You... you... don't... have to... die!"

He heard the curse with incomparable resentment behind him.

Brother Long, Huang Mao, and the three of them trembled all over.

Especially after seeing that Qingmao couldn't hold on for long, he didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and immediately called

He opened the door to the next room and rushed in.

If after Qingmao died, the shadow would come to deal with them.

And behind them, seeing Qing Mao whose figure disappeared behind the door, his eyes finally dimmed.

His legs were no longer kicking wildly, he was still conscious, but he was already waiting to die. Struggling was meaningless to the monster pinching him.

In the new room, the hearts of Longo, Huangmao, and Lanmao were beating rapidly.

This is different from all the previous rooms.

It looks like a laboratory.

Various measuring cups and test tubes, as well as experimental tools they don't know, etc.

Although it looks a little backward.

But now they doubt whether those monsters are related to this laboratory.

After all, in many movies, aren't there problems in the laboratory, which then produce some terrible monsters, and finally lead to the end of the world?

"Be careful, don't shoot indiscriminately, if you break something poisonous, we will all be finished." Long Ge said with a pale face.

Now, in his eyes, the owner of this laboratory has been equated with a terrifying weirdo.

Even if such a person studies poisonous gas, it is not impossible.

If they act recklessly, they will all die here. ..

Can't remember the URL, you can search on Baidu: [Wanben God Station]