God Bestows Evil

Chapter 27 Ten seconds of horror

 Qi Zhiyong's bravery did not surprise Pomensui for too long.

The broken door quickly realized that he was offended, so it roared, the chain on his body completely broke, and the magic weapon was completely damaged.

Immediately afterwards, its remaining big hand expanded in a circle and slammed Qi Zhiyong. Qi Zhiyong, who was using a knife to bleed Da Sui, was pinned to the ground.

The power brought by the Demonic Solution is not worth mentioning to the evil spirit.

 After that, Breaking the Gate changed his palm into a fist and smashed it down hard.

 Poof!

 Inhuman power fell on Qi Zhiyong!

　　Wow!

Qi Zhiyong’s upper body was shattered, and even a pit was made in the ground. The cement was cracked and blood seeped into the gaps. If it weren’t for the steel bars connecting it, the floor would have been penetrated by Da Sui.

Wu Xian was dumbfounded.

 What is going on?

Qi Zhiyong had a grudge against him, and he even wanted to use them as a scapegoat just now. Why did this guy suddenly seem to be a different person, and he was just here to be generous and righteous?

 But no matter what Qi Zhiyong’s purpose is.

Now that he is dead, will they become the target of the evil spirit?

Wu Xian straightened up his copper coin spear, and Shi Ji pulled out his boy's sword. The two of them stood ready. Originally, they were somewhat confident with their newly upgraded weapons.

 The evil spirits they faced before only had some special abilities. Although they were weird and terrifying, they could be killed by hitting them with magic weapons and talismans.

But breaking the door is completely different.

Its strength is completely exceptional. Can something like the Hulk really be dealt with with a copper coin sword and a Kodachi?

Can't!

The Qi Zhiyong covering the ground is proof.

 But even if they no longer have the confidence, Wu Xian and the others must hold on because they have no place to escape.

 However, what surprised them was that the broken gates did not attack them.

Da Sui's soul hook has been broken, but there is another chain. This chain is pure black in color and has sharp teeth. It is interspersed in its flesh and blood, like a part of its body. It is this chain that will Da Sui's arm was sutured to his abdominal cavity.

 But now, this chain has also been unlocked!

 The broken arm was pulled out from the **** abdomen. It regained two arms and became more powerful than before!

This new arm looks more like a human, holding a ring of keys in its hand!

Wu Xian's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Looking at the shape of the key ring, it should be the spare key of Ping An Hotel. Before, this evil spirit could only open one door a day, but now he has the key?

 A feeling of powerlessness came over my heart.

Wu Xian spent a lot of effort to hack Qi Zhiyong to death before cracking the rules of the big evil action, which may be meaningless now.

After breaking through the door and unblocking the door, Sui took a deep look at the two of them and gave them a sinister smile.

Then…

　　Wow!

Lights went out!

The corridor was dark for a moment. There were windows in the room anyway, and some moonlight came in when the lights were turned off. However, there were no windows in the corridor, and when the lights were turned off, you couldn't see where you were.

Wu Xian panicked immediately.

At least they can still see the evil spirit when the light is on. If the light goes out, how do they know where the evil spirit is?

 Imagination amplifies fear.

Perhaps the door-breaking evil spirit is right in front of you, and that ferocious face is facing your own.

Perhaps the hand that crushed Qi Zhiyong has already been placed above his head, and his body will be broken in the next second.

Maybe…

Wu Xian spent the longest ten seconds in his life, and a revolving lantern played in Shi Ji's mind. The two of them were frightened for a while, and then the lights in the corridor turned on again.

 The evil spirits who broke into the house disappeared.

Qi Zhiyong's broken body was lying in the middle of the corridor, his broken face looking at Wu Xian blankly, and Wu Xian couldn't bear to look at it.

 Although the blessed land feels like home to him.

 But the family atmosphere in this home was not very good, and domestic violence was serious, which gave Wu Xian the urge to run away from home.

 Historical records are as good as pork liver.

The ten seconds just now were so exciting that he urgently needed to change into a pair of pants.

The remaining people on the fourth floor were not completely unaware of Qi Zhiyong’s death.

Room No. 404, He Qiong’s room.

Sisters Su Huilan and Su Huijian were sitting on the bed holding hands, their two delicate and pretty faces looking cold.

 “Qi Zhiyong is dead.”

 “Why him?”

 They are the two of them who understand Qi Zhiyong’s abilities best among all the survivors, and according to the rules, Qi Zhiyong is the safest person.

 But this person who should have lived the most died so early.

 Things were out of control, causing the two sisters to hug each other in fear.

 “Ajin, I will protect you.”

“But we can’t go on like this. We must find a way to bring one more person over tomorrow, no matter which one of the three..."

“Then let’s hurry up and put on makeup.”

　　“The slit here is raised a little higher…”

“Make your eyes bigger, make your eye circles red, put some eye drops, and pretend to be pitiful. That kind of single guy who has never had a girlfriend can’t stand this..."

 …

 Room 401.

 Wen Chao’s room.

 “Well, he is not a bad boy...”

Wen Chao has met too many young people. In his opinion, Qi Zhiyong, like Fang Zhi, is both a person who is too stubborn in some aspects and acts according to his own rules.

“I, an old guy, can’t always hide here and wait for the young people to die and then die cowardly.”

 “Just wait until tomorrow, it will be fine tomorrow.”

His tone of voice was very strange. It didn't sound like he was talking to himself, but more like he was talking to someone.

The light from the billboard opposite shines through the window.

Wen Chao's table was filled with all kinds of miscellaneous items. He seemed to be trying to create something. The quilt was spread out on his bed, and it looked like a person was lying under the quilt.

 And Wen Chao himself sat on the chair next to the bed.

He took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, lay down on the quilt, put his hand into the quilt, and held it tightly with his other hand. Exhaustion made him gradually close his eyes, and he murmured softly before falling asleep.

 “A young man died.”

"You have something to eat again. Once you are full, your illness will be cured. When you are cured, we will go home together."

 …

Wu Xian’s door No. 406 was kicked open, and Qi Zhiyong’s No. 402 turned into a **** mess. Therefore, the only place that is safe now is No. 403, where Shi Ji lived.

The two of them opened the door and entered the room, feeling relaxed.

 The experience tonight was so hellish that just an ordinary room made them feel like heaven.

 After a brief wash, Shi Ji changed into a pair of trousers. After that, neither of them disliked the other and lay on the bed together. Shi Ji soon fell asleep, but Wu Xian could not fall asleep for a long time.

 He was thinking about Qi Zhiyong.

Wu Xian has never regretted the matter of harming Qi Zhiyong, and was even somewhat proud of his arrangement.

 But speaking in good conscience, this guy did commit suicide to give Wu Xian and his two men a way out.

 This made Wu Xian feel a little strange.

He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, and finally got up, using the faint light from the window to read the notes Qi Zhiyong had given him.

 (End of this chapter)