I loaded the ghost talk game

leave!

Is it okay for Boss to attack with his whole family?

Perhaps it was because Kamiyagawa stayed in the corridor for too long, and the ghost doll Hanako, who was already a deadly enemy, was aware of this, so she took her family members and went out.

After all, "Ghost Story" cannot really be regarded as a pure game.

No one stipulates that the Boss in this world must stay in the Boss room and wait for the players to attack.

Kamiyagawa couldn't care about the phone at this time, and just put the phone aside.

Hanako was crawling so fast on the ceiling, she reached the top of his head in a blink of an eye, and was about to jump down.

Judging from the last death experience, if you are hit by this ghost doll's throwing skills, you are basically gone. He was even carried to the toilet cubicle and drowned in Hanako's exclusive toilet.

Holding the 【Blooded Hatchet】, Kamiyagawa saw the right moment.

Hold the hatchet high above your right shoulder, concentrate, adjust your breathing, use the strength of your waist and abdomen as a support, coordinate the muscles of your whole body, and then violently swing down to the left to chop!

Self-display flow, cassock cut.

The hatchet cut through the air, made a hunting sound, and hit the ghost baby that fell into the midair.

One hit hits.

Hanako's hug also fell through, and she fell to the ground on all fours.

She looks up.

There was still a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, but the anger in his eyes was clearly discernible.

Hanako, I hate you to the bone.

"Mom..."

The little bear's resentful eyes made Kamiyagawa swallow involuntarily.

Those who should have come did not come, and those who should not have come did.

Tap, tap, tap.

After the ghost doll landed on the ground, she didn't quickly attack again, but raised her pale and tender right hand, and tapped the wall of the corridor next to her lightly three times.

Tap three times.

This is the method of summoning the ghost doll Hanako in Urban Strange Talk.

"Yes, yes, oh~"

Hanako knocked and answered.

The scene in the corridor began to change.

"Hee hee hee - hahahaha -"

First, there was an empty and weird sound of children playing.

On the ceiling, on the walls, on the floor, and on the glass of the windows, small black palm prints began to emerge, like countless invisible children crawling around along the corridor.

There were more and more small black palm prints, becoming clearer and denser, and densely packed all over the corridor in a blink of an eye.

Tap, tap, tap.

Hanako tapped three times without stopping.

"Yes, yes, oh~"

The children's play grew louder.

This voice was supposed to be full of childlike fun and joy, but at this moment it sounded creepy.

On every black mark of the palm print, there is a small black hand sticking out, swinging and grasping non-stop.

The entire corridor was quickly filled with soft and cold black, like a rotten and disgusting square cake covered with slender black mycelium.

"Is Hanako getting bigger? You have to use a sledgehammer to kill a chicken?"

It was the first time for Kamiyagawa to see Hanako using such an ability, before he had time to think about it, he hurriedly dodged the little black hands who were grabbing him from all directions.

At the same time, the blade of the [Blooded Hatchet] turned and swung, cutting off several black hands.

But helplessly, there are too many of these things, and their density makes people feel physically uncomfortable and their scalps feel numb.

Kamiyagawa only resisted for a while, before several black hands grabbed onto his legs.

The power transmitted from each black hand is not too great, but it adds up. That pulling force was hard to resist.

boom.

Kamiya lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

As soon as he fell, more hands grasped his body.

Hiss——

The single clothes and trousers made of linen were torn open several times at once.

Those black hands controlled by Hanako, besides holding and controlling Shen Guchuan, many began to walk around him, touching and pinching him.

The tactile sensation passed over is soft, cold, and crispy.

Anyway, it's dishonest.

A few more grabbed Kamiyagawa's head, pulling his hair and kneading his cheeks like playing with a toy.

"Damn! Obscene! Why are you still groping!"

Kamiyagawa had no choice but to struggle desperately, trying to free his right hand holding the hatchet from the control of the black ghost hands.

He would have stabbed himself with a hatchet if he could.

"Hanako didn't hesitate to drive me to control me, she probably wanted to drag me into her toilet again to drown..."

Pooh!

A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated!

Just die, but never die so aggrieved.

It is a pity that Kamiya's idea of ​​dying generously did not come true.

Those little black hands seemed to be aware of his thoughts, and they took the first step to pull out the [blood-stained hatchet] from his palm, and threw it aside.

"It's over..." Shen Guchuan's heart tightened.

The head had been completely pressed to the ground, and dense black hands blocked the view.

However, Kamiyagawa could hear Hanako's cheerful laughter, and could hear her approaching with brisk steps.

"Looking for our Hanako, what's the matter?"

"Looking for my sister, what's the matter?"

At the same time, Hanako's puppet family seems to be approaching her.

bad.

This one was sent again.

There is no way to recover.

"Big husband, いつか big husband になる, なんて思う日々を几つ重ねた, Today だって勤りTokyoの景に通ける拍は, 幽霊みたいだ"

In the midst of this desperate chaos, a hasty singing sounded suddenly.

It was Kamiyagawa's ringtone.

The moment the bell rang, his body relaxed, and all the restraints on his body disappeared.

Kamiyagawa regained his mobility and raised his head.

I saw a familiar tall and slender figure who appeared at some unknown time, standing with his back facing him.

He stopped between him and Hanako's family.

Gothic dress in black and red, retro boots, and a huge machete that is as high as a person dragged on the ground, shining coldly.

The brown-red long hair, which was originally coiled up in a dignified way, was all loose at this time, and the hair was gently brushed.

The scarlet aura visible to the naked eye, like boiling, permeated around the body, rampant and murderous.

All the black hands wrapped in this red shivered and spread away as if they were afraid of being burned.

On the side of the corridor, the phone had stopped ringing and the call was connected automatically. A young female voice that was so cold that there was no trace of human emotion came from inside:

"Hi, I'm Miss Mary."

"I am in front of you."

It's Mary!

Mary is here!

Kamiyagawa immediately felt an unexpected ecstasy.

This was the first time he was so happy to see the evil phone ghost appearing.

It turned out that after Mary received the phone call she took the initiative to call, although she did not report frequently, she was willing to come on a date.

She has me in her heart!

Those black palms around have been forced back by Mary's blood mist-like redness.

Therefore, as long as you get closer to Miss Mary, your actions will not be hindered.

This is a unique counterattack opportunity.

Kamiyagawa cheered up, turned over and picked up the [Blooded Hatchet] that fell on the ground:

"My big daddy is here, I have to fight!"