Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

"Let's go."

Now that the game has been completed, Rumeng does not want to delay time.

In this deep dark world.

There are too many dangerous elements.

Even she didn't dare to stay too long.

The best way to deal with it is to leave this damn world as soon as possible.

Return to the shallow dark world.

"Um."

Regarding this decision~, Lin Hun has no opinion.

He stayed in this shabby place too-enough.

In addition to all kinds of enemies in this place.

There is nothing worthy of nostalgia.

Soon the two came to the gate of the Samsara Casino.

"Um.."

At this time Lin Hun stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing him stop, Rumeng was a little strange.

"A few acquaintances stared at us as we went out like a dream, are you ready?"

Lin Hun smiled slightly, indicating something.

Hearing him say this, Ru Meng's relaxed face changed slightly.

She glanced at the dark ground outside, gradually raising a smirk on her face.

"That's great, my old lady has a little itchy fist these days.

"I like your look."

Seeing Ru Meng so fighting spirit, Lin Hun also smiled.

At this time, in his eyes, a reminder had jumped out.

[Photographers, capitalists, and fairy tale princes have prepared an ambush outside the Reincarnation Casino. As long as you leave the Reincarnation Casino, you will be locked in by the other party. 】

"Hey!"

Lin Hun didn't panic when he saw this prompt.

Because he has the confidence to deal with these guys.

He looked at Ling Luo who turned into a doll on his belt, and looked at Green on the back of his hand, and finally felt the three Doctor Gao whose shadows had been taken down by him and controlled by him.

Lin Hun suddenly felt that the photographers were a bit pitiful.

"I hope you will shake people, otherwise it would be too boring."

The fighting spirit Rumeng walked out of the door of the reincarnation casino, and the two had just fallen into the dark plain.

I felt a strange force swept over.

The next moment.

The dark plain disappeared suddenly.

Lin Hun found himself in a huge photo gallery.

"Welcome to Soul Photography. I have been waiting for you for a long time, Lin Hun."

With a voice of emotion, Lin Hun saw the photographer in a suit standing on the high platform of the photo studio, looking at himself with a smile.

"That's a coincidence. I've missed you for a long time, photographer.

After scanning the surroundings, Lin Hun found that Ru Meng had disappeared.

In this studio, there are only stiff human-shaped models.

These humanoid models come to life one by one.

The skin is smooth and tender, the appearance is beautiful, every inch of skin, every limb, every strand of hair is so perfect.

It is as if these models are perfect creations made up of countless perfect fragments.

"Oh, that's great, then I want to ask you, are you interested in being my model?"

The photographer became a real photographer at this moment. He had a gentle smile and a humble tone, as if he was really discussing with Lin Hun about shooting models.

"Ah~ You are really boring, don't you feel that when I came to your home court, you have the chance to win?"

Lin Hun didn't bother to start with this endless horror, who just made trouble for himself nonsense.

He felt the strong resentment gradually rising from the models around him, and his eyes lit up with blood and golden light.

"Is not it?

The photographer who was dismantled by Lin Hun didn't bother to play the game of cat and mouse.

In other words, Lin Hun's calm look now is completely inconsistent with his identity as a mouse.

He was controlled by his ghost city, and he didn't panic at all.

This makes the photographer very upset.

...For flowers...

The photographer who has been arranging the ghost domain all the time did not know that Lin Hun had broken into the first twenty or twenty of the death fight.

Or.

He even participated in Lin Hun's death fight meeting.

In his opinion, Lin Hun is just an outrageous lucky guy who has upgraded quickly.

Although Lin Hun has advanced to the Black Disaster, but in his opinion, this guy is just touching the edge of the Black Disaster.

There is no real background of the black disaster at all.

It is not easy to clean up such a guy.

"Ha ha "

With a grin, the shadow under Lin Hun's feet suddenly spread.

Three dark figures gradually emerged from it.

............0

With the appearance of these three figures.

Massive grievances erupted from them.

The grievances containing the power of terror shocked the photographer's photo studio.

Under the influence of this resentment.

The models in the photography studio gradually let out a scream and started to move.

"Finally you can let the wind go.

Stretching her waist greatly, Anji frowned and looked at the photographer who looked more than half of her face, with an unhappy expression on her face.

"What? Why do I have to face such a disgusting guy when I come out?

As the first black disaster to be captured by Lin Hun, Anji's loyalty to Lin Hun is real.

This is a mentally problematic Jiao Jiao.

After Lin Hun captured her shadow, not only did she not feel angry.

Instead, he became more and more obsessed with Lin Hun.

pity.

She couldn't express this fascination.

Being imprisoned in the shadows, only Doctor Gao and the Skeleton Knight accompany her.

Until just now she was released by Lin Hun.

At first, she thought that Lin Hun had encountered some difficult opponent and asked her to help.

Who thinks.

What he was going to deal with turned out to be a small rubbish with a strong scum and a bad personality.

It's really disappointing. Dry.

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