Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

[Your shadow has swallowed a lot of tricks and entered a dormant state, and your shadow stand-in ability is temporarily unavailable. 】

The shadow double collapsed into black smoke and returned to Lin Hun's feet.

The treacherous little fat man who was carried by the shadow double also disappeared into ashes as the shadow double disappeared.

Only a drawing board with a scarlet gate left on the ground.

"Um?"

Seeing this change, Lin Hun took two steps forward, raised his hand and picked up the drawing board.

Only then did he discover that the canvas on this drawing board was not a canvas in the ordinary sense.

Instead, there is a canvas made of whole human skin.

In the lower right corner of this canvas, there is also a small, abstract, cheek pattern.

This pattern is the face of a chubby teenager.

This face is full of fear and despair, as if the soul of the dead is lodged on the canvas.

[Om! 】

[Congratulations on getting the cursed item: Canvas of Despair]

【Canvas of Despair】

【Star:★】

[Attribute: Painting Soul ii, Door Picture i]

[Explanation: Painters like to use all kinds of people as canvases for painting. This canvas is just a poor work. 】

When the canvas was in hand, the mobile phone also sent a reminder.

Lin Hun looked at the drawing board in his hand, and silently took the human skin canvas off the drawing board, rolled it into a roll, and held it in his hand.

He is not yet clear what the role of this canvas of despair is.

But Lin Hun believes that this canvas, which is painted with the same picture as the icon of the endless thriller game, absolutely hides some secrets.

But now is not the time to explore the secrets.

He still has tasks to complete.

"The students should be waiting anxiously, I have to hurry up."

Checking the time, Lin Hun walked through the last section of the corridor and up the stairs.

Slap... slap... slap...

The bare feet stepped on the stairs, making a small sound of footsteps.

The icy steps were icy, causing Lin Hun, who had not fully recovered his body temperature, to tremble.

"It's a hell of a place."

He let out a sigh of relief, feeling the body that has not yet reached its full body temperature.

Lin Hun shook his head.

He had just used the power of the shadow double like his life to make him almost die on the spot.

Although the shadow double returned smoothly in the subsequent moments.

But his body still did not recover from the half-corpse state.

There are still a few pieces of eye-catching corpse spots on the body.

There was a feeling of stiffness in the pale skin.

Plus the blackened lips.

He looks weirder than weird now.

Da Da Da!

Halfway through the floor, a crisp footstep suddenly came from behind.

Hearing this sound, Lin Hun stopped, turned his head and looked behind him.

"Um?"

There was nothing behind him, as if the footsteps he had just heard were just an illusion.

But Lin Hun knew that he hadn't heard it wrong.

There was a sound of footsteps just behind him.

"..."

Staring silently behind him for a moment, Lin Hun turned his head and continued to walk upstairs.

Follow him to walk again.

There were footsteps behind him again.

And this time the sound of footsteps became closer.

Stopped again.

Lin Hun looked back again.

He saw.

There was an extra footprint on the position five or six steps behind him.

A footprint covered in mud.

"come out."

Lin Hun stared at the footprints, feeling cold all over.

In his perception, there is a pair of invisible eyes, staring at him maliciously.

"Ok...I can't come out, right?"

Feeling Lin Hun like this, there is not much fear in my heart.

After just a life and death experience, his xinxing became stronger and tougher.

Be fearless.

"Then I will play with you slowly."

Lin Hun turned around, facing the position of the footprints, and walked upstairs step by step backwards.

Happiness... Happiness!

After walking two steps backwards, Lin Hun felt that he had hit a stiff body behind him.

Rancid and cold.

This body is like a corpse that has just been excavated from the graveyard.

Full of unpleasant breath.

Feeling this, Lin Hun didn't hesitate at all, raised his hands and grabbed the body behind him, and threw it over his shoulders to the ground.

Pouch!

There was a muffled sound.

Lin Hun doesn't care what he fell with.

He ran upstairs without looking back.

Until he ran up to the second floor.

The footsteps behind him sounded again.

It's just that the sound of this footstep this time has a hint of anger and frustration.

He kept clicking and chasing him in Lin Hun's direction.

"The second floor is the second-grade floor, and I have to go up one more floor."

Lin Hun, who was on the second floor, scanned the corridor and found that the second floor were all second-grade classrooms.

These classrooms are all lit up.

And they are all blood-red lights that are very characteristic of the underworld.

Look at these lights.

Lin Hun did not stop, and ran towards the third floor with his long legs.

He has heard the footsteps behind him.

But he didn't panic at all.

Because he found that the strange footsteps behind him did not run as fast as him.

Until he ran to the third floor.

This step did not catch up with him. *

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