Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

Buzz!

Mercedes-Benz’s blood-hate motorcycle hit the metal guardrail and came to the old campus.

The dark icy breath surged like a tide.

Lin Hun, who had just rushed into the old campus, felt the coldness deep in his bones.

There seemed to be a large number of invisible invisible objects gathering in the darkness, allowing the strange lights of the blood hate motorcycles to continuously converge, which could only illuminate the distance less than ten meters ahead.

The engine that was running at the same time also seemed to be stuck by something, constantly making abnormal noises, causing the car to tremble constantly.

"The spirit here is very unfriendly to the vehicle."

Lin Hun, who discovered this, thought for a while and stopped the hate motorcycle.

He could feel that as he rode his motorcycle deeper, the malicious surroundings became stronger and stronger.

If we continue, I am afraid that something terrible will happen.

In order to avoid this kind of thing, he gave up riding his bike.

"Let's just walk."

[You carry the rainy night butcher knife to the old campus, you are punished by the rules of the deadly campus, and you are dead. 】

Just ready to go, Future View gave such a reminder.

Seeing this prompt, Lin Hun raised his eyebrows.

"Is it taboo to carry weapons? Very China style."

Pulling the Yuye Butcher Knife from the side of the backpack, Lin Hun put it on the Blood Hatred Motorcycle.

After checking Future Vision, after confirming that removing the weapon would not violate the kill rule, he tightened his backpack and walked towards the old school building not far away.

The old school building behind the teaching building is a three-story building.

The gray walls are covered with blooming mildew stains. The windows of the school buildings are all wooden structures. Because they have not been maintained for a long time, most of the windows have been rotten and broken, and only a few windows are still intact, but the surface is also dilapidated. Look like.

From time to time there will be white shadows flashing in the windows of the black hole, but when you look closely, you will find that there is nothing in the windows.

The inexplicable sense of prying continues to rise.

Vague whispers sounded in my ears from time to time.

this moment.

The entire old campus seems to have come alive.

"Do you mess with me?"

Lin Hun felt such a noticeable change.

He looked at the old school building in front of him, and the dark shadows under his feet suddenly spread.

Five meters.

Ten meters.

Fifty meters.

One hundred meters.

The spreading shadow seemed to be thick ink, covering the entire old campus in an instant.

In the dark ghost domain.

Many existences hidden in the dark have revealed their true content.

Human-faced cats with cats' bodies and human heads. These cats' bodies are covered with traces of cutting and burning. There are no fur in many places, but there are bleeding wounds.

A group of headless students who use their heads as a ball kicked hard with every kick, and the heads of the kicked people were already bruised and swollen, and their eyes were squeezed out with vigorous volleys.

But even like this, the head is not dead yet, but is constantly crying.

Several students whose heads were flat and all of their brains were sprayed out.

They squatted on the ground, constantly dragging scattered coins from their trouser pockets and handing them forward. These coins disappeared as they were handed out.

As soon as the coins disappeared, they continued to take coins out of their pockets in fear, as if there were endless coins in their pockets.

Several students with their dogs around their waists, holding large books, immersed themselves in reading.

They are really buried in their heads, their heads have been plunged into the books in their hands, blending into one body without distinguishing each other.

Under the shroud of shadows darker than the night.

This old campus is showing Lin Hun what this area really looks like.

These treacherous people who were forced by the ghost town to show their true appearance were shivering and not daring to move.

After absorbing a large number of creepy shadow doubles, Lin Hun also got a certain level of advancement after Lin Hun advanced to the blood.

Now the shadow double is more powerful than before.

The rising spiritual power made the treacherous trembling in the ghost domain.

Not because of fear.

It's because of the suppression of the supernatural attributes. Under the suppression of this supernatural power that surpasses them too much, many tricks can't even maintain their own form, entering a state of semi-disintegration.

"If you don't want to die, enter here for me."

Absolute communication started, Lin Hun directly shouted to the manifest deception.

He has not forgotten his purpose of entering this school.

Now that he suppresses so many idiots, it happens to be a good opportunity to recruit employees.

Lin Hun believes that these tricks are based on 667 current affairs.

They will not be so hard that they would rather die than surrender.

Lin Hun bit off the index finger that had healed, took out the desperate canvas, and began to paint.

Although Teacher Bai Jie was sealed, there were still many blank spaces on the canvas of Despair.

In order to be able to seal all the tricks on the playground, the goal of Lin Hun's painting this time is small and simple.

A human head cat is a bloody fingerprint with two pointed ears.

A football student is a stickman plus a stickman's head.

The falling student is a stickman with a flat head.

A bookworm is a stickman with a square head.

"that's it."

Looking at the simple and crude pictures on the desperate canvas, Lin Hun nodded in satisfaction.

He felt that he was rushing towards the abstract painter.

Wow!

At this time, the blood stains on the canvas of despair also condensed, turning into blood-colored chains and shooting out, entangled in the silly words suppressed by the ghost domain.

There is no resistance, or it is impossible to resist.

These treacherous crooks entangled by the scarlet chains were finally sealed on the canvas of despair.

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