Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

[In warehouse 32, you found the base of the door. 】

After completing the task, Lin Hun quickly found the base of another door.

Warehouse No. 32.

The innermost warehouse is also the most dilapidated warehouse in the warehouse area.

Standing at the gate of this warehouse, Lin Hun's vision of the future jumped out of such a reminder.

"Finally found."

Although I already have the scale of the door, the base prop that can build the door.

But the source of this scale is too weird and weird, and Lin Hun is very uneasy about it, so he decided to make another door pedestal prop for comparison.

If the two were compared and there was nothing suspicious about this scale, he would leave it behind.

If there is a problem with this scale, he must find a way to seal the scale.

Push open the door of warehouse 32.

A strong smell of blood passed over.

Lin Hun looked up and found that the warehouse was full of various toys.

Toys with very strange shapes.

The belly 27 was cut open, revealing a rabbit doll with blood-red cloth intestines.

A large puppet bear with a sharp mousetrap on its mouth and blades on its hands.

Riding a walnut box doll with a needle tire children's tricycle.

The duck doll that pulled his head off.

"This kind of underworld looks so familiar.

Looking at these old toys covered in blood and dirt, Lin Hun's eyes twitched.

do not know why.

As soon as he saw these underworld toys, he didn't consciously think of the black disaster level trick he saw in front of the last door...

The fairy tale prince.

"Is this guy contracting the door?"

Seeing the ordinary door standing among the pile of toys, Lin Hun's eyes twitched again.

He really didn't want to deal with any black disaster level guys anymore.

Especially this black calamity guy was severely offended by him.

Lin Hun really didn't want to imagine what would happen if he encountered this guy again.

[You have killed the fallen doll, you are watched by the fairy tale prince again, the fairy tale prince is more and more interested in you, you have obtained the bloody door of the city of eternal silence. 】

"Um?"

Using Future Vision to check the future, Lin Hun found that this door was not the trap set by the fairy tale prince as he imagined.

"City of Eternal Silence? It feels a bit awesome."

Lin Hun licked his lips and drew out the rainy night butcher knife.

Since this door wasn't like the Moon Bay, it made him a door-in-door trap, then he had nothing to fear.

He is going to snatch this door.

Build your own dark side world channel.

"Whee!"

"Ha ha!"

"let's play together!

"Play a killing game!

Lin Hun's actions seemed to have set off a certain rule. The toys lying in the warehouse gave out sharp laughs and slowly stood up.

Resentment rose in their bodies, and wailing sounded in them.

Inside these puppets, the faces of many children kept crying.

"Do you tie the souls of children to their toys? This bad practice is in the style of that little beast."

The character of the fairy tale prince is simply terrible.

It not only likes to play with human feelings and memories.

And also like to play with the human soul.

Especially the soul of a child, it is simply its favorite.

Use the soul of a child to make props.

Use the soul of a child to create a character.

Lay out the background with the soul of a child.

Use the child's soul as bait.

Under his hand, the most alive is the kid's deception.

In the same way, the children who die the most are the treacherous children.

This guy has the face of a child, but he does the job of a child nemesis.

Lin Hun really doesn't understand how he hates children so much.

"Oh!"

A low roar sounded, and the puppet bear with a blade in its palm rushed over.

It raised its paws with four blades, and swept Lin Hun's head heavily.

"Too flexible."

Raising his head, feeling the puppet bear's paws bring a sharp wind, Lin Hun's fingers slightly hooked.

A blood-red sharp light flashed by, and a cotton arm that was continuously spraying blood flew into the sky.

"Unfortunately you are just a toy after all."

The other arm swayed, and the rainy night butcher knife slashed a large light mark, directly cutting the puppet bear with a headache, 690 hissing bitterly in half.

Scarlet cotton is flying all over the sky.

The souls of the children gradually dissipated with a relaxed smile.

For these children whose souls are bound in puppets.

die.

It is a relief.

"First."

With a flick of a finger, the deadly resentment scissors rolled back, cutting off a cloth intestine with a meteor hammer tied at the end.

"what!"

This rabbit, who had tried the heartbroken pain, kept screaming around his wound.

But its screams not only failed to get the rescue from its companions, but instead let these companions' eyes shine on its body.

Accompanied by a tearing sound that made the scalp numb

The rabbit was torn to pieces by other dolls.

The doll that was obsessed with devouring was not found, and the entire warehouse was shrouded in pitch black at this time.

In the next second, the shadow was like a bottomless black lake, swallowing all the dolls in the warehouse.

Only a blood-colored door remained in the warehouse. .

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