endless force

Chapter 146 Let Me Finish My Lines
"Who are you? Why did you become like me?"

"What kind of monster are you? You turned into me to deceive people?"

Two identical young men appeared one after another, their eyes wide open, with deep shock and doubt on their faces.

Sister Weichen looked at this weird scene, although her heart was trembling, but she subconsciously felt that the young man coming from the other side of the bridge might be real.

After all, only the player would say the way the other party spoke before, but it is not sure yet, but fortunately, there is the simplest way to judge.

A player who has become a ghost will definitely not be able to reveal the game nickname on the top of his head. Whoever can reveal the game nickname on the top of his head must be a player. On the contrary, the one who cannot reveal the game nickname must be a ghost!

"The two of you can tell who is fake just by displaying your game nickname!" Sister Weichen immediately suggested.

"no!"

"Can't!"

The two identical young men shook their heads at the same time, rejecting Sister Weichen's proposal.

"Why?" Sister Weichen was puzzled.

Before the two men could answer, the suspension bridge shook again, and another figure ran towards us from the darkness on the other side of the bridge.

When the other party ran close to him, he took a closer look and found that it was another young man, and he was exactly the same as the two beside him in terms of appearance and clothing, and there was no slight difference.

"I'm a tortoise, Monkey King." Mo Fan, who was watching the show, couldn't help laughing.

Sister Weichen is not as big-hearted as Mo Fan. In this environment, she can't laugh, she just feels weird everywhere, and can't help but say: "You can still laugh, don't you know which one is true?" ?”

"I don't know." Mo Fan shook his head, quietly looked at the three identical people, and said indifferently, "Can't we just kill them all?"

"You make it easy. Killing a player will deduct 50% of the mission reward!" Girl Wei Chen rolled her eyes.

"Looking at the foolishness of the three of them, they don't look like players." Mo Fan curled his lips, and the criminal's head immediately appeared in his hand.

The faces of the three identical young men suddenly changed drastically, and their bodies and faces began to twist like plasticine. After a while, they turned into three black and strangely shaped mud balls.

The three mud balls kept wriggling as if they had life, and finally gathered together slowly, forming a black and smeared figure, just like a worker who just came back from the coal mine, his whole body, except for black, there is no other color .

"you……"

"Oh!"

Just as the black man opened his mouth, Mo Fan smashed his head on the face, and the whole face was sunken in like plasticine with strong plasticity.

But even so, the smashed mouth still opened and closed, "You..."

"Oh!"

Mo Fan smashed his head again, and this time half of the black man's head was sunken, and his mouth was crooked.

This guy's ability to fight is really strong. This is the first time Mo Fan saw a ghost who was hit twice by a criminal's head and was still alive.

But he wouldn't show mercy, he held back the hair on his head, and made a gesture to give the black man another fatal blow.

"and many more!"

The black man hurriedly raised his hand to stop it. When he spoke, his crooked mouth moved, which looked quite funny.

"What's wrong?" Mo Fan really stopped and asked.

"Brother, at least let me finish this line!" The black man was afraid that the other party would make another move suddenly, and his crooked mouth wriggled faster than ever before.

"Tell me." Mo Fan was quite kind, with a gentlemanly smile on his face.

"You two..."

The black man hurriedly wanted to say what he had not said just now. Who would have thought that just after saying three words, Mo Fan's head hit him in the face again.

The whole head of the black man finally reached the limit of endurance, and immediately exploded, splashing mud, and his body fell to the ground and turned into a pool of mud.

"Reminder: Congratulations, you killed a phantom and got 300 game coins!"

Bullying such intelligent ghosts is obviously more interesting than bullying stupid ghosts. Mo Fan's mood is also much better. Looking at the ugly criminal's head in his hand, he feels much more pleasing to the eye.

If he hadn't obtained the criminal's head in this dungeon, he might have encountered a lot of trouble, at least countless times more trouble than the dungeons he had spent before.

After all, although his damage is high, but relying on his means alone, I am afraid that it is really troublesome to deal with those weird ghosts.

Even if he is like this, it is conceivable that the other players in this dungeon can only be described as pain.

After exploring for so long, Mo Fan also concluded a rule. In this dungeon, the weaker ghosts can only scare the players, just run away and avoid them.

Stronger ghosts also scare players, but their methods are more sophisticated, and they can also harm or even kill players through their fear.

If you are more courageous, you may be able to survive. If you are less courageous, you may either be scared and forcefully quit the game, or be killed by some ghosts.

Only Mo Fan, because he accidentally got this surprisingly powerful criminal's head, felt a bit more relaxed.

Sister Weichen watched Mo Fan kill the monster that seemed to be hanging so easily and leisurely, and felt that the other party's reputation was really not blown out.

Even in this dungeon dominated by ghosts and horrors, Mo Fan is still so relaxed and at ease, even the girl Mochen couldn't help a little admiration.

In fact, there have been rumors circulating on the Internet that Mo Fan only relies on the weapon in his hand, and that without a weapon is a waste. Girl Weichen agreed with it at the beginning.

After all, Mo Fan's exaggerated damage is mostly due to the extremely powerful weapon in his hand. Mo Fan without a weapon is probably equivalent to a tiger with its teeth pulled out, at most a little stronger than ordinary players.

But now seeing Mo Fan with her own eyes, after seeing the opponent's outstanding performance time and time again, Sister Weichen only feels that what is said on the Internet is all fart. With Mo Fan's ability, no matter whether he has that weapon or not, it is absolutely beyond the reach of ordinary players. The presence!

Sister Weichen thought of her embarrassment at the beginning of the dungeon, and compared it to the present, although she has to endure Mo Fan's poisonous tongue from time to time.

But it was indeed unprecedentedly relaxed and leisurely, she didn't need to do almost anything, and she didn't need to think about anything.

She can't help but feel that it's not unreasonable for some girls in the game to like to find a master.

With a great master, acting coquettishly and being cute, she can easily get through the dungeon and get rewards, even more rewards than she gets through the dungeon alone.

Such a comparison really made sister Weichen feel uncomfortable. Looking at Mo Fan again, a trace of admiration rose uncontrollably in her heart.

Nothing else, this is a pure worship of the strong!

(End of this chapter)