Disaster Shelter

The wet blood covered the ground, and several torn corpses were scattered in the room, looking horrible.

A young man under the age of twenty, kneeling in a pool of blood, bowed his head and remained silent.

His face, clothes, and hands were full of red blood, which were left behind by the corpses.

The middle-aged woman in a flowered skirt, with her head resting on his knees and her eyes closed, looked a little unwilling.

There was a pool of dark red blood on her chest.

This woman has no body temperature.

The last words she left were:

"You scared me, don't do that anymore ..."

The young man's eyes were empty, and he kept this posture. The blood on his knees dried up, and his legs and feet were no longer flexible.

Suddenly wondering what to think, the expression on his face could no longer be stretched. He leaned down and hugged the woman's head, tears like rain.

"Mom, I was wrong, I won't do that again ..."

"Can you wake up ..."

"Sorry, I will never ..."

...

"I thought you would cook them into interesting looks. I didn't expect to do just that, it really disappointed me."

Familiar voices came, Wen Wen was sober from the memories, there was no wave in his face, and he could see nothing.

"You haven't left yet. Do you like voyeurism? It's really funny." Wen Wen said sarcastically.

"Well, I noticed this group of people before, so I wanted to see how you deal with it. I didn't expect you to be so kind-hearted and soft-spoken ... As long as it makes me happy, that's good fun."

Gao Fang sat on the roof of the car and looked at Wen Wen with a joke.

Wen Wen tentatively asked, "Are you planning to keep staring at me like this for the first five days of this game?"

"No no no, it's so boring, I'm not interested in following your **** all the time, I'll find something interesting to do."

Gao Fang twisted a smile, then disappeared into Wen Wen's sight, wondering who was going to harm.

This time Wen Wen carefully looked around and determined that the guy was not hiding somewhere to watch the show, and then completely relaxed.

He ran to the top of a building, sat on the railing, blowing the cold wind, and began to think about countermeasures.

"Can't go on like this. If the rhythm is taken by him, I have no chance of winning."

"If you want to win, you need to control the rhythm of the game in your own hands!"

He rubbed his forehead and said to himself:

"There are three things to do now. The first is to solve the imprint on your hand. This imprint may have the guy's backhand. We must find a way to solve the threat of this thing."

"The second thing is to find a way to deal with that guy. According to him, I can reach him, he is just a clone. Even if I kill this clone, there is no way to take him ..."

"As for the third thing, I want to find Yan Biqing and win this game!"

The sky was getting brighter, the outline of the sun rose from the east of the city, and the light of the morning sun shone on Wen Wen's face, giving him a fresh feeling.

"Speaking of which, I don't seem to have seen the sunrise like this ... it's pretty."

Then Wen Wen raised his hand, his hands were white and backlit, and there was nothing abnormal, but he knew that there was a mark on the gamepad before.

"Take this out first, otherwise I won't be able to do anything secure."

He first became a disaster prisoner and then entered the asylum as soon as he thought about it. When he entered the asylum, a black barrier rose around his body and wrapped him firmly.

In this way, even if Gao Fang could spy on him through this mark, he could see nothing.

Wen Wenke didn't believe that the strength of the high imitation could be stronger than the disaster department in the shelter.

Wen Wen, who has become a disaster prisoner, is not at the same level as before, and the imprint of the game that could not be found before is now extremely clear.

"Well ... this thing really seems to be just a guarantee of the game. As long as I don't violate rules that don't exist, or play tricks after losing the game, this mark will not start."

"He can't get anything from here, so I don't have to worry about this mark exploding like a time bomb, or worry about him relying on this mark to spy on me."

"I can clear the mark, but there is a weak connection between it and him. Once cleared, he can definitely detect it, and then it will add a lot of trouble."

"but……"

Wen Wen scratched his chin, and at a glance, this mark seemed to be something of conscience, and its effect was equivalent to the contract between the superpowers.

But looking closely, this imprint has a core function.

That is, if Wen Wen loses, the next game will start automatically!

Yes, if Wen Wen didn't have a shelter, he would have to keep playing with that guy as long as he lost one round.

If you lose to the end, the ghost knows what that guy's condition will become.

After thinking about it for a moment, Wen Wen made a decision.

That is to destroy only the backhand of the imprint, the other functions of the imprint remain.

Ordinary superhumans are absolutely unable to do so, but the gentle words in the asylum can do it.

The black gas surged on his other hand, and then stamped on the mark, the black energy was delicately operating, as if performing a surgical operation.

Wen Wen doesn't know much about this mark, but after his strength reaches a certain level, he can see these low-level things thoroughly.

After dealing with the mark, Wen Wen sat cross-legged on the ground, thinking about how to find Yan Biqing, and resolved him.

Even if he can resist at any time, Wen Wen does not want to lose the game, because as long as he loses, even if there is no mark, that guy will surely be entangled.

According to the simple contact before, Wen Wen knows that kind of person is like a dog skin plaster. If he is not killed once, he will be entangled.

So Wen Wen not only wants to win, but also wants to take this opportunity to get rid of that guy!

"The goal is Yan Biqing. I don't know anything about him. I only know that he may be in Furonghe recently. I am at a disadvantage in this regard."

"There may be news inside the Hunters Association ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but how do I get it?"

"If you go in and steal something, it may be discovered by Lin Zheyuan, so the relationship I maintain with the Hunters Association will be gone."

"My only advantage is that these five days ahead of time, once time passes, with that guy's weird ability, I will probably no longer have a chance."

Even for Wen Wen, finding a superpower who only knows his name and appearance is too difficult.

Moreover, Yan Biqing failed in the promotion of the assimilation realm, so he has at least mastered the realm of the realm. With Wen Wen alone, maybe he is not his opponent. Even if he finds it, he may not succeed.

Suddenly, Wen Wen clapped her hand and said, "I'll just join the Hunter Association!"

"This way, I can use the Hunter Association to surround Yan Biqing, and then find a chance to hunt him!"

"In order to get rid of him, I should make every effort, this must be done!"

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