special player

Let’s say that when everyone in the Players Guild turned around, they heard the words ‘Only the dead can keep their mouths shut’.

Everyone trembled and their hair shivered.

Wu Chaoyong was seen quietly coming behind everyone at some point.

At this time, he was holding a hatchet, and his face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face.

"Pay attention to safety." Chen Zhencheng said softly. He took a step forward and stood in front of everyone. There was already an object on each hand.

This is his weapon against ghosts.

Several other people also took out their weapons and stood in Zigzag formation to confront Wu Chaoyong.

Li Le held the demon-suppressing gun in one hand and the soul-suppressing bell in the other, standing on the right side, waiting with bated breath. In an S-level mission, he was just a newbie. Standing aside and not holding back was already playing a great role.

The atmosphere was tense for a moment, and there was silence.

The enemy's situation was unknown, and no one from the players' guild dared to take action rashly.

"Brother Wu Chaoyong, I think there is some misunderstanding between us." After a moment of silence, Chen Zhencheng finally said.

At this time, he had a sincere smile on his face and his tone was unhurried, as if he was chatting with an old friend.

He wanted to solve the problem peacefully.

In S-level missions, if you can avoid irritating ghosts, try not to conflict with them, because you don't know which ghost you will die in.

None of the ghosts in S-level missions are easy.

"It's not a misunderstanding." Wu Chaoyong danced with the hatchet in his hand. The originally rusty hatchet was dazzling his eyes at this moment.

"Everyone who knows this must die."

"No one is an exception. The most important thing in the Wu family is face, and face is as big as the sky."

After saying that, Wu Chaoyong threw the hatchet on the ground, pointed at the crowd, and then stretched out his index finger to draw a small circle in front of him.

As Wu Chaoyong's fingers moved, part of the air in front of him seemed to be cut open, and a transparent bubble the size of a human head appeared.

Transparent bubbles slowly floated towards the guild members.

"Huo Lifeng!"

Chen Zhencheng shouted softly, and with the same finger pointing, a stream of fire shot out from his fingertips and hit the transparent bubbles.

The fire was like a sharp arrow, piercing the bubble in the blink of an eye.

But it only shot through the bubble, because the bubble was not affected at all and still floated slowly over.

The fire light penetrated through its middle, and the bubbles slowly floated forward along the fire light.

Everyone was stunned. Can this transparent bubble ignore all attacks?

"I'll crush him." Someone shouted loudly, jumped out from behind Chen Zhencheng, and reached out to grab the bubble.

This person's name is Zheng Youxi, and he is also a player of around level eight.

At this time, he was three to four meters tall, with thick brown hair all over his body, like a savage, especially his hands. The hair on his arms was thick and thick, and the palms were wide and the skin on the palms was black.

It must be that some kind of animal transformation skill was used.

"Be careful!" Chen Zhencheng frowned and warned.

Only, it was too late.

Zheng Youxi's hand has already grasped the transparent bubble.

"Roar!"

The next moment, Zheng Youxi looked up to the sky and roared, his expression was painful, and he roared like a trapped animal.

Everyone saw that Zheng Youxi's figure began to become illusory. After a few flashes, he disappeared out of thin air.

When everyone came to their senses, a figure appeared out of the transparent bubbles floating in mid-air.

It was Zheng Youxi in the animal form.

The bubble was still only the size of a human head, but it easily contained Zheng Youxi, who was two to three meters tall.

Zheng Youxi frantically slapped the barrier in front of him, roared and shouted in the air, even used his skills several times in succession, and even took out his thermal weapons.

The sounds of explosions and hits are endless.

But there seemed to be thick barriers around the bubble, and Zheng Youxi tried all his tricks to no avail.

"Deal one!" Wu Chaoyong hooked his finger, and the bubbles floated in front of him.

He reached out and took off the bubble, then took out a thin thread from his pocket and tied it up, letting the bubble float to the back of his head as if he were holding a hydrogen balloon.

"This balloon is not bad."

Wu Chaoyong looked up at the bubbles above his head and smiled.

At this time, streams of silvery white light slowly flowed from the transparent bubbles along thin lines to Wu Chaoyong's hand, and then disappeared.

Zheng Youxi, who was originally vigorous and struggling in the bubble, suddenly became sluggish.

"He is absorbing Zheng Youxi's vitality." Chen Zhencheng said.

The rest of the people's hearts trembled and their expressions changed slightly. This S-class ghost didn't have the terrifying appearance of ordinary ghosts, but it was a hundred times more dangerous than ordinary ghosts.

After just one meeting, they lost a teammate, and the other party was very relaxed and content.

At this time, everyone had only one idea in their minds.

run!

This is an invincible and terrifying ghost.

"Run away!" Chen Zhencheng made a prompt decision and said.

The five members of the guild quickly turned around and ran away along the original path.

Behind a few people, Wu Chaoyong did not rush to chase, but looked back at his earthen house.

At the door of the earthen house, his mother, Zhang Cui'e, was seen slumped at the door, with tears streaming down her face, an expression of annoyance and a bit of hatred.

Wu Chaoyong snorted coldly, but turned around and walked to Zhang Cui'e, wrapping the thin thread connected to the transparent balloon around Zhang Cui'e's right index finger.

Zhang Cui'e wanted to struggle to take her hand back at first, but as soon as she moved, Wu Chaoyong's sharp eyes looked over.

Zhang Cui'e was so scared that she didn't dare to move.

"You owe me these." Wu Chaoyong said coldly: "You will never be able to repay what you owe me in ten lifetimes."

After saying that, he left the Tsuchiya without looking back and chased in the direction where the guild members were escaping.

The five members of the guild increased their speed to the extreme and kept running. When they looked back and saw that Wu Chaoyong was not chasing them, everyone was happy.

But the joy didn't last long.

Because, on the village road in front of them, in front of the cabin, there were five coffins neatly placed.

Five coffins blocked the road ahead.

The carpenter was still busy working on the flat ground in front of his wooden house.

The carpenter carried out every step of chopping, carving, modifying, and carving the wood carvings meticulously and without any distractions. He didn't seem to care about the five guild members who came over.

Just these five coffins on the road said it all.

The five members of the guild slowed down and finally stopped not far from the five coffins, ready to stand ready.

There was silence all around.

Finally, after a few breaths, the carpenter raised his head, looked at the wood carving in front of him, and smiled, seemingly satisfied with his work.

There were five wooden sculptures placed in front of him.

When everyone in the guild saw the true appearance of the wooden sculpture, their faces were full of disbelief and fear.

These five wooden sculptures are exactly the same as the five members of the guild, and even the expressions of the wooden sculptures change according to the expressions of the five people.

"There are five coffins here. Should you five lie down in them by yourself, or should I put you in one by one?"

The carpenter smiled honestly and kindly at everyone and said.