My Thriller Survival Game

Xu Yang suddenly stopped on the spot, then turned back and came to the old man's side. Under the surprised gaze of the other man, he put him on his shoulders, turned around and rushed towards the front room.

Baiwu seemed to be wise. After noticing Xu Yang's movements, he accelerated his advancement in vain. His speed was far faster than Xu Yang who used Ghost Step.

"I wipe it?!"

Seeing this situation, Xu Yang couldn't help but curse and ran forward again with all his strength.

The old man lying on Xu Yang's shoulder had come to his senses after the initial shock. He took a deep look at Xu Yang and then at the white mist getting closer and closer behind him. He took a deep breath and took out

The dry pipe just lay on Xu Yang's shoulder and started smoking.

"Uncle, what time is it, do you still have the heart to smoke?"

Xu Yang was extremely speechless. He really wanted to leave the old man behind and run away alone, but in the end he did not do so.

Forty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters...

The white mist advanced very fast, getting closer and closer to the two of them. At this time, Xu Yang was sweating profusely, not because he was tired, but as the white mist continued to approach, Xu Yang clearly felt the danger.

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He could clearly hear the sound of white mist corroding the ground, as well as the sound of rapid marching footsteps in the white mist, and the sound of bones rubbing together. These sounds were mixed together and gradually merged with the sound of his heartbeat, and even had a faint feeling.

The feeling that guided his heartbeat.

Obviously, there was great terror in the white mist, and he did not dare to look back at this time, even though he had made up his mind when he was on Niuma Street to improve his strength as soon as possible and not rely on family members in the community as much as possible.

But everything has a process. The improvement of strength is not achieved overnight. It needs to be done step by step. What's more, Xu Yang is not the kind of person who sacrifices his brains for the sake of face. When it's time to fight one-on-one, try to fight alone. When it's time to fight in a group, definitely fight.

It's meant to shake people up.

However, the horror level of Belden Mall was far beyond his imagination. From the time he entered until now, he had only met two and a half people. One was the Mediterranean man, one was the old man on his shoulder, and one was in the front room not far away.

He was half a girl, but he didn’t know what the white mist behind him was. @

The enemy was in such a mess without even seeing his face, which made Xu Yang doubt his own strength for a while.

However, now is not the time to think about these things, the key is to enter the facade room as soon as possible.

Originally, using Ghost Step here would greatly increase the consumption of mental energy. Now he is carrying another person. Although the person is an old man and is not important, it still greatly delays his steps and increases his burden.

“Zizzizi~~~”

As he ran, Xu Yang's body trembled violently, and the sound of corrosion rang in his ears. He knew that the clothes on his back were corroded, which made his pace speed up a bit.

Fortunately, he was only a few dozen meters away from the front house, but unfortunately, the white mist was already close at hand.

"Is it going to get cold?"

At this moment, Xu Yang felt a gasping sound coming from his ears, and before he could react, there was a blowing sound.

"Zila Zila~~~"

The next second.

Xu Yang felt the side of his face heat up, a wave of heat spraying on his face, and then he felt as if firelight was splashing out. The hair on his temples curled at an extremely fast speed after encountering the high temperature, exuding a burnt smell.

, and make a sizzling sound.

Subconsciously, he turned his head and looked to his side, and found that the old man was smoking a dry pipe. The egg-sized pipe nest was burning brightly. The old man's shriveled cheeks became more and more shriveled, and his chest was like a mouse burrowed into a bellows.

Strange noise, like having asthma.

Just when Xu Yang was worried that the old man would smoke himself to death, the old man exhaled suddenly, and a cloud of white smoke spurted out from his mouth, with sparks in the smoke.

Rush directly towards the white mist that is very close at hand.

"Hiss, hiss~~~"

The smoke collided with the white mist, like boiling water poured on the snow, making a sizzling sound, causing its advancement speed to suddenly stop.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yang was slightly startled and his steps slowed down involuntarily.

"Stop what you are doing and hurry in!"

At this moment, I heard the old man.

The boss shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Xu Yang was startled. He felt like he was waking up from a dream. He tried his best to take advantage of the stagnant white mist and finally rushed into the front room.

"Pa~"

Xu Yang carried the old man on his back and rushed into the front room. The door was closed and then there was the sound of locking.

"Plop~~~"

After entering the front room, Xu Yang threw the old man to the ground without thinking, and he also sat on the ground, leaning against the door and breathing heavily.

If it were in the real world, Xu Yang would naturally not be so casual, but this is a horror world. Let alone a fall, even if he cuts the old man with a knife, the other party will probably be fine.

While panting, Xu Yang turned his head and looked out through the crack in the door. He was curious about what the white mist was and what was in the white mist.

"Snapped!"

Xu Yang just leaned his head over, but before he had time to look at the situation outside, he was slapped on the back of his head.

The force was so great that Xu Yang was hit so hard that stars appeared in his eyes. Just when he was about to speak, a hand covered his mouth.

Dry, rotten, burnt... all kinds of smells rushed straight to his forehead. Xu Yang opened his mouth just in time to avoid choking to death. He subconsciously started to struggle, but a deep voice sounded in his ears.@*

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"If you don't want to die, don't look around and move around!"

Hearing this, Xu Yang was slightly startled, and then stopped struggling.

"Dong dong dong~~~"

At the same time, there were heavy footsteps outside the door, and then there was a knock on the door.

I don't know whether it was because he was worried about Xu Yang or because he was too nervous. The other party's hand holding Xu Yang trembled slightly and at the same time he tightened his grip. This made Xu Yang very uncomfortable, but at this moment, he could no longer care about it.

The knocking on the door was gentle at first. After no one answered, it gradually became more urgent. Later, it was no longer knocking, but smashing on the door.

Xu Yang was very worried when he heard the sound like beating a drum, worried that the simple door would be knocked open and things from outside would come in.

It seemed that Xu Yang was overly worried. The knock on the door was very loud and the door frame was knocked loudly, but the door was not knocked open.

"Ula Ula~~~"

Just when Xu Yang was thinking about when this was going to end, the sirens outside became more and more shrill, each sound getting faster and faster.

Before Xu Yang could figure out what was going on, the knocking on the door suddenly stopped. Immediately, Xu Yang heard a roar coming from outside, and then the sound of an urgent march.