Strange game designer

"If we spend more time together, you will find that I am actually a peace-loving person with an upright heart." Xia Yang's voice came from the self-portrait of a female security guard. He had his hands behind his back and his body was beaten. Long nails were inserted: "I oppose fighting and advocate using communication to solve problems..."

"Shut up." Wan Jie, the leader of Hanhai's special security team, stood in a corridor filled with blood and ferocious paintings. The female team member next to him seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. Her face was covered with curse words and she had multiple bullets nailed into her body. spike.

In order to catch Xia Yang in the front building of Lishan Hospital, they used their own people as bait and paid a heavy price.

"Actually, with your strength, you can defeat me head-on. Why do you need to use underhanded tactics? This is not like the style of your investigation bureau." Xia Yang said nonchalantly. He could move freely through the painting, but he needed to be attached when painting. On top of the scroll.

Xia Yang's ability is very strange, but there are also special members in the security team of the Investigation Bureau. The female team member can cause damage to the target by cursing herself, and can also turn her soul into a cage to imprison evil ghosts. While Xia Yang was painting for the other party, he was trapped in the painting of the other party's soul.

"You look relaxed?" The leader of the second security team is a tall woman. Her whole body is wrapped tightly, and no ghost marks are exposed: "You have killed so many of us, and you are still talking nonsense here. ?”

Picking up a long nail, the leader of the second team directly stabbed the female team member's arm. There was no wound on the female team member's arm. Instead, the self-portrait of the female team member on the wall began to bleed.

"What kind of K are you talking about? I've never seen him before. How could I possibly kill him? The Kaitan players are just a loose, low-level organization. You think too highly of them, but I can provide you with a piece of information." Xia Yang In the picture, he twisted his neck with difficulty: "Look out the window, I heard from other members of our team that K seems to have led the team to the back building."

"We all know K's ability, and there is indeed no trace of him using ghost patterns here." The leader of the third group was burly. He had no ghost patterns on his body, but he was carrying a coffin.

"Back building..." Wan Jie just glanced out the window and seemed to have obtained a lot of information: "There is already a shadow world over there. This hospital has become a source of pollution a long time ago. Those wastes from the Investigation Bureau actually arrived. Haven’t found it yet?”

Footsteps sounded, and an ordinary-looking, featureless man walked out of the safe passage. If it weren't for the blood ring on his wrist, others would have thought he looked more like an ordinary office worker.

"Captain, there are a lot of ghost talk players gathered here, but most of them are ordinary people who have just come into contact with abnormal events. It is difficult for them to even deal with big ghosts, let alone kill K." The man walked up to Wan Jie and said There was no smell of blood on his body, and his tone was calm, as if he was reporting to the leader.

"Didn't you arrest them?" The leader of the second team raised his eyebrows.

"There's nothing to catch, and I didn't hurt them." The man lowered his head and glanced at the watch on his wrist: "I think those ghost story players can be kept and let them join the investigation bureau. Compared with ordinary investigators, these people have at least been exposed to unusual events."

The man was the leader of the security team. When he said this, no one except Wan Jie dared to refute it.

"Let those trash fish fend for themselves. Let's go to the back building. There are still people alive in groups seven and nine. We have to rescue them as soon as possible." The leader of the third group carrying the coffin was the most generous and worried all the time. The lives of colleagues are at risk. In order to facilitate movement, the reckless man smashed through the wall and removed the female team member Xia Yang painted on the wall with blood: "You have to take this ghost with you, he really doesn't look like a good bird."

Not long after Xia Yang gained freedom, he was trapped again. He felt quite unhappy: "Okay, I'll take you to the back building."

After passing through the courtyard and entering the back building, Xia Yang began to sense Gao Ming's location with all his strength. His photo was still on Gao Ming's body, and there was a constant connection between the two.

"found it……"

After truly stepping into the shadow world, Xia Yang's perception became clearer, and he noticed some problems. Gao Ming's state was very strange.

"The murderer who killed your team members has discovered that you have come in. He is hiding in an absolutely safe place. I can take you to find it, but when you get there, you must agree to let me go." Teacher Xia demonstrated the art of language incisively and vividly.

Logically speaking, the security personnel are outsiders. It is normal for them to be discovered by the local snakes here. It is reasonable for the other party to realize that they are powerful and strange and want to hide.

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The intestinal meat wall was obviously attacked by a variety of forces. The patients trapped inside began to cooperate as soon as they saw this situation. If they stayed here, they would sooner or later become sacrifices to the damaged statues. As long as they could escape now, Anything is fine.

"Could they be other security personnel from the Investigation Bureau?" Gao Ming had fought against K before. Those security personnel who came out of the Forbidden Game in Xinhu each had ghost marks on their bodies. They had obtained extraordinary powers from the Forbidden Game. strength.

Compared with the damaged clay sculptures in the black lake, Gao Ming was more attracted to the corpses of gods. The corpses of gods could be directly used by the flesh and blood immortals, allowing the torture chamber to continuously produce new torture instruments.

The people outside tried their best to get in, and the people inside struggled to get out. Both sides slowly found the weakest point in the wall and began to concentrate their attacks.

"We can't wait any longer." Gao Ming began to call the flesh and blood fairy and told him the location of the black and white photo of the flesh and blood ghost.

Hearing Gao Ming's voice, the flesh-and-blood ghosts and gods decisively gave up their red raincoats, and with four ghostly faces, they leaned into the black lake and burst into ecstatic laughter.

This was really the first time that Gao Ming saw "joy" from the four ghostly faces of flesh and blood ghosts. I don't know whether it was because the flesh and blood gods' continuous strengthening made him emotionally rich, or whether it was because the black and white photo made his heart move too much.

Eight arms slapped the black lake, the shadows were stirred, and some damaged clay sculptures that had sunk to the bottom of the lake were also exposed.

"What was recorded in the photo?" Xuan Wen led Gao Ming, and they met directly with flesh and blood ghosts and gods in the center of the black lake.

The huge ghost and god stood in the center of the damaged clay sculptures. He stepped on many forgotten twisted beliefs and reached out to grab the photo of the deceased at the bottom of the black lake.

The lake surface formed by the shadows was shaking, and a large number of shadows were escaping in all directions, like water flowing backwards in all directions. The clay sculptures buried deep at the bottom shed blood and tears, and some clay sculptures were completely broken.

The flesh-and-blood ghosts and gods now are just like Gao Ming who was standing in the goddess's room. He put his hand into the copper basin, and the water turned into blood. All the statues in the room were watching him.