Being too ferocious because of caution

Chapter 79 "Day 1" Enemy? The answer is a blood bottle

After seeing that he could leave the room, Zhao Yi picked up the camera and walked out of the room directly.

The corridor was quite spacious.

Some potted plants were placed next to the doors.

Zhao Yi held the collar of the faceless man, who was still dripping with blood, in one hand and walked in the corridor.

The faceless man was not dead.

The special skill of Zhao Yi's soul weapon, "Predator", was wrapped around his body. At the wounds of his limbs, many black tentacles grew and intertwined, slowly absorbing the vitality of the faceless man.

However, when Zhao Yi had no injuries, the speed of their absorption would be very slow.

Because he might encounter danger at any time, Zhao Yi decided to take a blood bottle with him on the road.

After all, Zhao Yi could not be too far away from the "Predator".

When the distance between them exceeded 200 meters, the speed at which the Predator restored blood for Zhao Yi would be greatly reduced!

That's why Zhao Yi didn't mind the trouble of carrying the faceless man with his limbs cut off.

Of course... this scene was seen by the live audience, and it looked completely different...

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: See! I told you this guy has some psychological problems!

: Damn... He drags a corpse while walking, how perverted!

: What a big grudge...

: It seems that after the Ghost School dungeon ended, my brother Zhao got sicker and sicker.

: He's so perverted! I like him so much! Oh, oh, oh...

…

On this floor, there were ping-pong sounds everywhere. Many players were fighting with the faceless man in the room, and from the sound, it can be inferred that the entire hotel was full of players, and they were almost experiencing the same thing.

Keep going forward.

The stairs are just ahead.

But after a few steps, Zhao Yi suddenly stopped.

He tilted his head and curiously focused his eyes on a silk thread in front of him.

Very thin filaments.

I don't know what material it is made of.

Almost invisible.

It just happened to be across Zhao Yi's neck!

If he took one more step forward, this thread would cut off Zhao Yi's...head.

And there were many such filaments in the corridor ahead.

Zhao Yi curiously stretched out his finger and touched it.

The finger fell off.

The sharpness of the filament was beyond imagination.

"It's actually a soul weapon..."

Zhao Yi licked his dry lips, his eyes excited.

The blood, nerves, and bones of the broken finger were slowly rebuilt with the help of life force.

At this moment, a terrible cold light suddenly shot out from the door in the right front!

Crossbow!

Zhao Yi slightly turned sideways, and the crossbow arrow shot his left arm. Almost in an instant, the scalpel in Zhao Yi's hand appeared, with a cold light flashing, and cut off his arm that was shot by the crossbow arrow!

Blood splattered.

Zhao Yi didn't frown, with a weird smile on his lips, staring at the beautiful woman at the right door.

The arm that flew out quickly rotted under the venom of the crossbow arrow, emitting a foul smell!

Seeing Zhao Yi so decisive, the woman was obviously shocked.

Then, her cold eyes bloomed with murderous intent, and she fired a few crossbow arrows at Zhao Yi again!

Whoosh!

This time, Zhao Yi dodged easily.

The woman took this opportunity to quickly flee to the stairs, and the scalpel in Zhao Yi's hand turned into a stream of rainbows, hitting the woman's leg!

However, this woman was not an easy person to deal with. She just groaned and stumbled downstairs!

Did she really escape?

No.

She just felt that Zhao Yi was difficult to deal with and didn't want to collide with Zhao Yi head-on.

Once Zhao Yi chased her angrily because of his injury, the silk threads on the road would cut Zhao Yi's body into pieces of meat in the first place!

For this reason, she even deliberately took a knife from Zhao Yi.

The purpose was to make Zhao Yi think that she was injured and it would be easy for Zhao Yi to catch up with her.

But Zhao Yi had no intention of chasing her at all.

After taking back the soul weapon, Zhao Yi threw the faceless man into the corpse crusher.

Then, in the shocked and incredible eyes of all the viewers in the live broadcast room... he stabbed himself more than ten times!

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: Wow! What kind of unique martial arts is my brother Zhao practicing?

: No... I don't understand! Is he sick?

: Hiss... Isn't this self-harm tendency too serious!

: No! Look at the wounds on his body... Why are they healing so quickly? !

: Damn! Really! The broken hand has grown back? !

: Zhao... Zhao Ganglang?

…

Zhao Yi's serious injuries recovered within two minutes.

At this time, he took the scalpel and cut off the fatal silk threads all the way down the stairs.

Some players gathered at the entrance of the hotel lobby.

In the middle, there was a female player lying on the ground in a mess, already very weak.

She had a wound on the back of her leg, and the wound was wrapped with unknown black tentacles.

Zhao Yi walked down slowly from upstairs.

Seeing him covered in blood, everyone couldn't help but take two steps back, with great vigilance in their eyes.

But Zhao Yi didn't seem to have any interest in them.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Yi came to the female player and squatted down.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the woman's cheek, as if he was stroking his lover.

His eyes were affectionate and sincere.

The players on the side looked at each other, thinking that the woman was Zhao Yi's beloved, after all, the tenderness in his eyes was too contagious.

I didn't expect that in such a cold and cruel world... I could see such a heartwarming love!

"Brother's Day... What the hell?!"

"You..."

A man was about to go up to comfort Zhao Yi, but he saw Zhao Yi with a weird smile took out a bloody scalp!

A scream that made people's scalps numb...

Zhao Yi cut off the two arms and one leg of the woman in his arms.

Then he dragged the only leg left of the woman, whistled happily, and walked out of the hotel.

In the sun,

a long bloodstain stained with mud and dust gradually went away.

Everyone looked at the thin back bathed in the light, and cold sweat broke out on their backs...

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