Horror Game: All My Organs Have Their Own Consciousness

　　 [The oil money, maintenance money, and other expenses for the year have completely taken out his old bottom, and the 80-year-old mother and the child who is waiting to be fed are still waiting for him to spend his life. 】

　　【But he couldn't find the contractor who paid for him. He went to the source of the Moon Bay project to discuss the source and was also driven out. 】

　　 [The anger of being deceived, the despair of owing a debt, and the pressure of waiting for money at home, made him make the most frenzied choice. 】

　　 [He drove a dump truck in the downtown area and rushed into the sidewalk and crushed wildly. 】

　　 [Finally, he was shot dead by the police. 】

　　 [Now this dump truck that combines his grievances and absorbs the souls of crushed passers-by is back! 】

　　 [Task requirements: Use any method to calm the anger of the dump truck. 】

　　 [Task reward: 3 years of life. 】

　　【Failure penalty: being wounded and killed by a dump truck. 】

"Um?"

　　 Originally, Lin Hun thought that this dump truck should be a poor soul who returned from **** to this world.

　　 But now, it seems that this guy is more than dead...

　　 The contractor owes money. If you don’t have money, you can ask the police, the media, and even the majority of enthusiastic netizens.

　　 But this guy drove a dump truck on the sidewalk, directly taking revenge on the society.

　　 The death of Nima is also very happy.

　　 Now this product still has a face back.

　　 This Nima is simply unbearable.

　　 Soul Lin decided to use his own way (physical) to calm down the anger of this dump truck.

　　 let this dog know.

　　 Sometimes, if you do something wrong, you will be punished.

　　 Even if it is dead and alive, it is not immune.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 sighed softly, Lin Hun lowered his body slightly, and put his hand on the handle of the rainy night butcher knife.

　　 As if feeling Lin Soul's mood, the rainy night butcher knife in its sheath was constantly shaking, releasing a wave of cruel murderous aura.

　　 Murderous intent was like a blade, shredding the light that was bound to Lin Soul.

　　 The pitch-black shadow spread at the same time, directly covering the entire small square.

　　 hum!

　　 As if sinking into a quagmire, the dump truck that was charging wildly slowed down suddenly like a turtle crawling.

　　 At the same time, the headlights of the dump truck seemed to be in poor contact, flashing constantly.

　　 Under the influence of ghosts, the supernaturalness of the dump truck is being suppressed.

　　 But... suppression is not Lin Soul's purpose.

　　 "Cut!"

　　 Through the eyes of the twin masks, I looked at the male soul curled up at the engine of this mud truck, and the soul's remnant thoughts bound by this soul between his hands.

　　 Lin Hun's figure suddenly disappeared.

　　 appeared behind the dump truck in the next moment.

　3.3　 Click!

　　 The Soul of Lin, who held the rainy night butcher knife with both hands, slowly pushed the blood-blade blade of the unsheathed section back into the scabbard, making a crisp sound.

　　 Behind him, a huge black knife light suddenly lit up in the center of the dump truck that had been stagnant for a while.

　　 neatly divided the dump truck into two halves.

　　 Boom!

　　 The dump truck that had been split in two crashed to the ground and then exploded.

　　 A male soul that had been cut into two pieces in the middle cried out in the flames, which turned into a black mist and disappeared.

　　 Those screaming remnants of souls lost the **** of the man and showed a relaxed look.

　　 They nodded gratefully to Lin Soul, and then as if they had negotiated, they threw into the burning dump truck.

"Um?"

　　 Seeing their movements, Soul Lin was taken aback.

　　 He found that with the integration of these remnants, the burning dump truck quickly shrank and merged, and finally turned into a small engine and stayed in place. .

Chapter 113:

　　 This is a palm-sized engine.

　　The engine is copper-yellow, revealing an exquisite mechanical beauty.

　　 In addition to exquisiteness, this engine also exudes a slight spiritual fluctuation.

　　 [Congratulations on completing the task: repay the debt. 】

　　【The mission is 100% complete, and you will get a reward of 3 years of life. 】

　　【You have liberated the bound soul. 】

　　 [In order to repay your salvation, all the bound souls injected the humanity of participation into the engine of the blood-stained mud truck, creating a cursed item: the grumpy engine. 】

　　【Critical Engine】

　　【Star:★☆】

　　 [Attribute: mechanical fusion ⅲ, resentment burned out ⅱ]

　　 [Explanation: There are a lot of grievances and grateful humanity hidden in this engine. Put it into a vehicle, and you will get a supernatural vehicle. 】

"nice."

　　 picked up this fist-sized engine and turned it upside down, Lin Soul's eyes lit up.

　　 A supernatural engine capable of transforming vehicles.

　　 This thing is really useful in this world now.

　　 With the invasion of the dark side world, the world will gradually change.

　　 Although ordinary vehicles can still be used, once they enter some special places, these vehicles are basically useless.

　　 Therefore, a special vehicle that can walk in the spiritual zone is indispensable.

　　 Lin Soul took the engine and came to his house.

　　 There, the heavy locomotive he had ridden several times stopped quietly at the door.

　　 "Although cars can also be strengthened, the volume of cars is too large, and some narrow sections are not suitable. Compared with cars, it is more suitable to use this engine to strengthen locomotives."

　　 Lin Hun took the grumpy engine and stuck it on the fuel tank of the locomotive.

　　 hiss!

　　 As if sinking into the water, this small engine is directly integrated into the heavy locomotive.

　　 Click!

　　 With the integration of the grumpy engine.

　　The heavy locomotive quickly discolors and becomes old.

　　 The guard plate on the car body is constantly transforming from carbon fiber to unpretentious steel. On the rows of round rivets, blood stains appear out of thin air.

　　 Blood is like paint, dyeing the locomotive that gradually changes in shape red.

　　 On the swelling headlight, there was also a faint red light gradually lit up.

　　 is as red as a dump truck.

　　【Complete the fusion, you get the vehicle: Blood Hate Motorcycle】

　　【Blood Hate Motorcycle】

　　【Star:★☆】

　　 [Attribute: walk in the underworld ⅲ, **** impact ⅱ, resentment ⅰ. 】

　　 [Explanation: This motorcycle can burn some weird things as fuel. Of course, if you refuel, it will run as well. After all, it is a motorcycle no matter what it becomes. 】

　　 "Um...good soil."

　　 combines the grumpy engine, Lin Hun, this handsome locomotive, has directly transformed from a modern road motorcycle full of design beauty to an old-fashioned motorcycle full of the flavor of the times.

　　 Round headlights, bulky body, spoke tires.

　　 Everything was combined, making Lin Hun wonder if the car was launched from the museum.

　　 "Try it."

　　 Although he complained about the shape of this car in his heart, Lin Hun did not dislike this locomotive that contains supernatural power.

　　Because this car has too many advantages compared to ordinary locomotives.

　　 contains supernatural power, which means that the car will not stall due to supernatural power.

　　 has an offensive attribute, which means that riding this car can attack trickery.

　　Although this car also has negative attributes, the level 1 resentment cannot have the slightest impact on him now.

　　 sat straddling the motorcycle and glanced at the position of the instrument that did not have the key. Lin Hun raised his eyebrows, opened the pedal lever with his foot, and stood up and kicked it down forcefully.

　　 Suddenly!

　　 The huge power made this mutant motorcycle abrupt and didn't start.

"Um?"

　　 Discovering this, Lin Hun was taken aback for a moment, and he became interested in this car in his heart.

　　 "Interesting, let me see when you can resist."

　　 Lin Soul stepped on the starter lever again and blew it down hard.

　　 Suddenly!

　　 But it was a sudden burst of the motorcycle in exchange, and there was no intention to start it.

　　 "Okay, yes! I want to see how long you can hold on!"

　　 stood up again and stepped down fiercely.

　　 is still a familiar sudden noise.

　　 The car still can't move.

　　 "…………"

　　 With blue veins bulging on his forehead, Lin Soul's heart gradually grew hot.

[You kicked the 240 motorcycle for ten minutes, but it didn’t start. You wondered if the car was running out of fuel. You opened the fuel tank and found that the fuel tank was really out of fuel. You used a crystal fragment of resentment and threw it into the tank as fuel. , You successfully launched the blood hate motorcycle. 】

　　 "…………"

　　 Silently looking at the hint of Future Vision, Lin Soul knew that the car was not unable to start, but that it had no fuel.

　　 "Consumption of resentment crystals again? I have to find a way to earn some."

　　 shook his head, sighed, and twisted the lid of the fuel tank. Lin Soul took out the smallest crystal fragment of grievance and threw it in.

　　 He didn't know how long a crystal of grievance could make this car run.

　　 So, he decided to use this smallest crystal of grievance as a fuel for a good experiment.

　　 Suddenly... Om!

　　 stepped on the starter lever again, and with a sudden noise, the motorcycle finally started.