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After experiencing all kinds of pain, something deep in Youliang's heart still hasn't changed. If other big ghosts come over and start killing randomly, how can they let the classmates of Class 13 sort themselves out?

"Do you want us to discuss the most damned people in the class?" Gao Ming thought silently and stood still.

"What's wrong? Do you feel cruel?" Youliang's body was covered with shadows: "I'm just trying to save myself."

"I don't think it's cruel. I want to make a suggestion to you. How about killing Zhuo Jun first?" Gao Ming had long wanted to kill Zhuo Jun. He was just afraid of attracting Situ An's attention and alerted him: "That guy is again He is cunning and insidious, and he has harmed the whole group, and he is still Situ An's subordinate."

Youliang didn't expect that Gao Ming not only didn't refuse, but also took the initiative to help him choose a candidate: "The relationship between the classmates in your class doesn't look good."

"It's okay, we just want to kill each other occasionally."

The two ran out of the school. The nightmare city was completely shrouded in blood mist. People were everywhere venting their anger. The whole city seemed to be going crazy.

"If you are put back to reality, the vast sea may become like this. The shadow world has planted seeds in each of your hearts." Youliang's words reminded Gao Ming of something. He had used the help of The blank photo pulled the entire unit building where Zhao Xi was located into the shadow world. Originally he thought he was a "passage" between two worlds as Xuan Wen said, but now it seems that he and the rest of Class 13 should be in the shadow world. Sending into the seeds of reality, each of them may have this ability.

"We can't generalize." Gao Ming called out the big dog and asked it to spit out Qian Junran.

Nowadays, many students are wary of him. He wants to use Qian Junran's mobile phone to let Qian Junran contact other students.

Qian Junran sat on the ground with a frightened look on his face. After seeing Gao Ming again, he screamed and his face turned frighteningly white.

"Lend me your cell phone." Gao Ming opened Qian Junran's cell phone group chat and frowned. This guy was full of bad intentions. He created seven groups behind Gao Ming's back and said bad things about Gao Ming and Wang Jie everywhere. , he also wanted to seize Gao Ming and give it to the Bureau of Investigation in order to obtain the protection of the Bureau of Investigation.

Qian Junran believed in the Bureau of Investigation more than his classmates. Precisely because of this plan, he never fell out with Zhuo Jun. Before the death vote, he also persuaded people in his dormitory not to vote for Zhuo Jun.

His cell phone was taken away by Gao Ming, Qian Junran's face was bitter, his eyes were extremely tangled, and he actually stood up little by little.

"You can look at my information, you can let me help you deceive people, but... don't look at my browsing history." Qian Junran tried very hard to get his phone back, and Gao Ming didn't know that Qian Junran usually browsed What, could actually overcome fear with this obsession.

"I'm not interested in your private life." Gao Ming identified the locations of other classmates through the group chat. When he and Gao Yun recalled the past in school, everyone had already gathered together and tried various methods to conquer the nightmare.

They also discovered that there was a problem with the blood mist. Everyone's abnormal behavior was different, which led to their different attitudes towards the blood mist.

Some people feel that as long as they can gain the ability to deal with ghosts, they are willing to pay any price and begin to actively absorb the blood mist; some people firmly resist and do not want to become monsters; but there are more of the third category, who remain neutral and will not stop until the last moment. Make a choice.

"My classmates are all gathered at the only bus station in the city." Perhaps it is a coincidence that the fate of Class 13 is still related to the bus.

"Passenger terminal?" Youliang looked at the edge of the city: "That's where the worst nightmare collapse happened."

"My classmates seem useless, but when it comes to doing evil, each one is more powerful than the other." Gao Ming hoped that Youliang would not be careless: "Among them are people from the student union and people from the Investigation Bureau. They should cooperate inside and outside, and they can do anything. It’s possible to do it.”

Youliang remembered that it had only been a few days since the Class 13 bus entered the school. These students grew up too fast.

No longer arguing with Gao Ming, after Youliang knew the location, his figure became blurred, his consciousness traveled through the bodies of crazy people, and he went straight to the passenger terminal.

Seeing Youliang leaving, Qian Junran said cautiously: "Gao Ming, can you return your phone to me? I can help you act and cooperate with you. In fact, I have no conflicts with you. Although we both like Liu Yi, This is all in the past.”

Qian Junran lowered his attitude, but there was still a trace of resentment hidden in his eyes.

"You should continue to go back and stay, I will use you as a controlled experiment." Gao Ming asked the big dog to swallow Qian Junran again. When the blood mist enveloped the city, Qian Junran hid in the big dog's belly. He was The only Class 13 student in the social practice class who was not affected by the blood mist.

"Stop!" The people from the Investigation Bureau also chased after them. The two security personnel wearing blood rings used their ultimate moves, but Gao Ming only wanted to escape, which made them a little frustrated.

Gao Ming had no curiosity about the security force of the Bureau of Investigation, so he let the big dog eat him and chased after Youliang.

The city in the nightmare faded from its original color, and the blood mist blurred everyone's eyes. Everything seemed absurd and dangerous.

In the passenger hall, the students were divided into six groups. The largest and most united group were the scapegoats. They all now have the illusion that they are living people and possess all the beautiful qualities of human nature.

Cracks appeared on the wall near the edge of the nightmare, and in the center of all the cracks was a blood-red raincoat.

The bloody raincoat entered the campus on the second rescue bus of the Bureau of Investigation. No one knew what was hidden under the raincoat.

At this moment, the thing under the bloody raincoat seemed to have received some instructions and wanted to force its way in from outside the nightmare.

Standing at the intersection of the cracks, Zhuo Jun held the special knife of the Investigation Bureau, his muscles bulged, and he seemed to have grown taller under the stimulation of the blood mist.

The person confronting Zhuo Jun was Liu Yi. Behind Liu Yi stood a thin female student with an ugly face. She had a large birthmark on her face.

"Don't come any closer! Any behavior that interferes with the Bureau's plan will bring disaster to you!" Zhuo Jun gritted his teeth, and there were gouge marks on his back: "Absorbing the blood mist will make you lose yourself, don't take the initiative to do it again Accept it!"

The appearance of the blood mist broke a certain balance, and Zhuo Jun felt that the situation was going out of control.

"Are you scared?" Yuan Hui's voice sounded particularly eerie. Because of his crazy absorption of blood mist, his body sometimes shriveled up and sometimes swelled, and his whole person became neither human nor ghost: "The two people I love most have been killed by you. Kill! Zhuo Jun!"

"How can you pretend to be affectionate when you are raising a lover behind your back?" Zhuo Jun spat out a mouthful of bloody spit: "Let me tell you another secret. In fact, neither your wife nor your lover likes you, and neither do your two children. It's not yours."

"You forced them to talk nonsense!" Yuan Hui rushed over again, and other students also had their own plans.

Flesh and blood were flying in the passenger hall. There was no announcement of the departure of the bus on the big screen, only blood sliding down the screen.

Youliang rushed to the hall as quickly as possible. Before he could say his suggestion, he saw the classmates of Class 13 who had mastered the power and started killing each other.

But strangely enough, the fight between Class 13 students looked extremely brutal, but no one died, and the shadow on Youliang's body was still spreading.

"Aren't these people trying to trick me?"