I, Who Started at Full Level, Can Rewrite My Destiny Infinitely

A chill came from behind, Zhao Ran suddenly turned sideways, and an ice pick was directly nailed to the wooden door, sinking halfway through.

"Fuck!"

Zhao Ran uttered a foul language, turned around and continued running.

The two stumbled and scrambled all the way to avoid the ice picks flying from behind. Originally, the two were excited to kill the aliens, but now they ran away with their heads in their arms.

Zhao Qi had to grit his teeth, "Damn it, the doors are closed, there's nowhere to hide!"

Jiang Yi covered the back of his head with both hands, and quickly scanned the corridor with his eyes. He saw the huge double doors at the end of the corridor and asked, "What's that place?"

"Multimedia conference room!"

Jiang Yi's eyes flickered immediately, "You hold it first, I'll open the door, let's lead him inside!"

Putting this sentence down, Jiang Yi kicked his legs and rushed forward. Zhao Ran saw Jiang Yi with his back wide open and rushed forward without hesitation. .

However, the speed of that thing is also ridiculously fast. Every time he shoots, the opponent changes positions, and he can only retreat while fighting.

Behind him, the sound of gunshots echoed in the empty corridor, Jiang Yi had already rushed to the door of the multimedia conference room, his eyes fixed on the door lock,

Consciousness shrunk instantly and penetrated into the door lock, and the internal structure of the door lock was quickly constructed and displayed in the mind, and then the mechanism was pried, the doorknob was turned,

Click, the door opened.

Jiang Yi pushed the door open, stretched out his hand and pressed the switch beside the door, with a few clicks, the entire meeting room lit up.

This is a huge conference room of 300 square meters, with rows of conference tables and chairs neatly arranged.

He was overjoyed, this place was just right for hiding.

There was the sound of Zhao Ran's sprinting footsteps behind him, and Jiang Yi hurriedly stepped into the conference room, only to see a figure rushing in from the door, rolled on the spot, and turned over cleanly.

A white figure jumped into the conference room right after him, with his limbs spread wide like a four-legged spider, lying on the conference table.

Jiang Yi hastily stretched out his hand to close the door, and turned the locked catch smoothly.

The hairs on his back suddenly stood on end, and Zhao Ran shouted, "Be careful!"

With a gunshot, Jiang Yi suddenly turned sideways, and reflexively threw the clothes in his hand towards the white figure rushing towards him.

The wide tracksuit directly covered the flying ghost, Jiang Yi threw himself to the side, and Zhao Ran on the other side pulled the trigger again,

puff!

The white figure in mid-air suddenly crooked and fell to the ground, but the next moment, it tore off the clothes on its head, leaped up to the ceiling again, leaped a few times on the ceiling, and instantly met them. Pulled away.

Zhao Ran knew very well that the shot just now had definitely hit, and it passed directly through the chest from the side. However, the Other Ghost did not respond except for being repelled.

"Zhang Lijuan" was hanging on the ceiling with her limbs like this, her head was bent back at ninety degrees, her face was hanging upside down looking back and forth, and the long hair underneath was shaking back and forth as she turned.

Its eyes suddenly focused on Zhao Ran, its mouth opened wide suddenly, and a sharp ice pick flew out of its mouth.

Jiang Yi drilled directly on the spot, and immediately got under the table, and Zhao Ran quickly jumped behind the chair.

However, there was a crackling sound above the head, and the light in the meeting room was rapidly shrinking.

Jiang Yi's heart skipped a beat, the White Walker's icicle just aimed at them not at them, but at the light tubes on the ceiling!

The huge conference room was not bright for a long time, and fell into darkness again.

Is this strange ghost afraid of light?

Although the multimedia conference room is very large, rows of conference tables and chairs almost occupy the entire conference room.

Jiang Yiyi Lu Yin hid under the table and crawled, and joined Zhao Ran after a while.

The White Walkers seemed to be looking for their position, their twisted and folded limbs jumped between rows of tables, making dull sounds.

Jiang Yi and Zhao Ran listened to the sound of footsteps approaching on the table above their heads, and they huddled under the table without daring to breathe.

In the distance, a pale, naked body emerged from the gap between two chairs.

Zhao Ran only saw the appearance of that thing clearly at this moment, it was almost like a monster in a horror game.

The slender, white fingers were grasping the edge of the table, which was no longer a hand. The withered fingers became extremely slender, and the blue nails were an inch long.

The limbs and body seem to have been stretched, the length of the upper arms and legs is strange, the empty abdomen and waist have been stretched twice, the neck has also been stretched twice, and the small head seems to be hanging the end of the neck,

The whole body looks like a thin praying mantis, extremely weird.

It suddenly jumped and disappeared from the sight of the two.

Just as Jiang Yi and Zhao Ran were about to breathe a sigh of relief, there was a muffled bang sound from the top of their heads.

The heartbeat in your chest is like an uncontrolled engine. You desperately want to slow down, but it takes off and roars, accompanied by a deafening roar.

Jiang Yi felt that the beating of his heart could directly pass through his chest.

He and Zhao Ran didn't even dare to breathe hard, they curled up their bodies desperately to avoid being exposed outside the cover.

The sound of sharp nails scraping across the table gave goose bumps to both of them.

Go, go, go!

Jiang Yi kept praying in his heart,

However, at this moment, Zhang Lijuan's face suddenly hung down from the side. Her thin, mottled long hair almost fell to the ground. On her paper-white face, the mouth opened strangely.

"Fuck!"

Jiang Yi and Zhao Ran were so startled by the sudden oncoming blow that they both burst into obscenities. Jiang Yi turned around, scrambled and scrambled towards another direction.

A dead branch-like arm grabbed Zhao Ran, he raised his gun suddenly, and fired several times at the table above.

The Other Ghost groaned in pain, and withdrew abruptly.

At this moment, when Zhao Ran pulled the trigger, there were a few empty bullets.

"Fuck, 15 rounds are gone so quickly?"

Zhao Ran cursed in a low voice, turned around and got out of the table.

The moment he got out of the table, he quickly took out the replacement magazine from his trouser pocket with his left hand. At the same time, he directly pressed the magazine with the thumb of his right hand. At the same time, he turned his wrist and the magazine flew out in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the left hand sent the new magazine into the magazine slot.

The whole process took less than a second, and he pulled the trigger the next moment.

Gunshots rang out again in the empty conference room.