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Hang... to die? "

"No." Meng Jiawei shook his head, "Look, the clothes on this wax figure are exactly the same as the ones she is wearing now, and you can see that even the anklets on her ankles are exactly the same. The watch can be enlarged...the display is...10:10...then that means..." At the same time, the two of them thought of what Meng Jiawei didn't say later, and their frightened hearts were about to jump out. They both agreed I looked at my phone carefully, it's 9:40... This means... Zhuang Chengdie will die in half an hour?

Zhuang Chengdie himself also wanted to understand this truth, and was so frightened that he couldn't even cry. He could only stare at his dead body with his mouth open, unable to say a word.

The horrifying atmosphere has been spreading around the four of them. Mo Jiaqi bit her lips, looked at the stunned Zhuang Chengdie, and stomped her feet: "What are we waiting for now? Why don't we hurry up and find a way out? Wait here to die!" One sentence awakened the crowd, and they stood up to discuss.

The four of them are all gamers, and they also play games produced by other companies on weekdays. Of course, they also played a lot of horror games, so they were extremely calm at this time. The result of the discussion was that Mo Jiaqi took the lead and Zhuang Chengdie Hiding in the middle with Li Weiran, Meng Jiawei was behind.

"Boom!" Suddenly there was a dull loud noise in the silent wax museum, which startled the four people who hadn't finished discussing. However, there was no more sound after the loud noise, and the four listened with ears After a long time, Li Weiran asked in a low voice, "Is there anyone?"

Mo Jiaqi shook his head, pointed to the ceiling and whispered, "It seems to be coming from upstairs..." "Hush... are you sure?" Meng Jiawei asked in a low voice, took out the backpack behind him, took out a pair of canvas shoes, Another one was shared with Mo Jiaqi: "Here, I don't have any extra weapons, you take this, let's go up and have a look."

Before he had time to complain about using a shoehorn as a weapon, Li Weiran hurriedly whispered: "No! Go together! Don't leave us behind!" Mo Jiaqi frowned, raised her phone to check the time: "Okay, Let's go together and be safe."

The direction of the sound just now turned to the left, and the four of them went up the stairs without a sound, and found that there were only two long corridors on the second floor. It was a room, with the door tightly closed, but there was a white note on the door of the room closest to them, which said September 2012, 9, and a line of "Huangfuchen" was embellished at the bottom. , which is really confusing.

September 9th, isn't this just yesterday?The four of them looked at each other, what does it mean that Huangfuchen is written under it?Zhuang Chengdie was still trembling with fright, hid behind Mo Jiaqi, and asked quietly: "How about we go in and have a look?"

This place definitely has a hundred connections with Huangfuchen!The remaining three nodded, and after waiting for a while, no one of the four came to open the door. Mo Jiaqi looked at the phone and said, "I'm coming!" Then he put his hand on the doorknob.

The door creaked softly and opened quickly.The room was very dark and there were no windows. When they hadn't entered the door, they were all shocked by the scene inside!

I saw corpses strewn all over the ground. The leader Yu Wenling, his wife Han Lin, son Yu Wenyun, and their colleagues—Er Gouzi, Lynx, and Xiaobai Lianhua, who said they were going to ride a roller coaster—all lay on the floor. On the surface, the appearance of the three members of Yu Wenling's family is okay, at least they are just bleeding, and Ergouzi Shanmao and others died the most tragically, as if they were thrown from a high altitude or crushed by a heavy object or run over by a car. Parts of the body had been turned into fleshy paste, only the head was left and one could tell who it was.

Although Li Weiran was shocked, she couldn't resist the scene. She and Zhuang Chengdie held their heads together and screamed for a long time. Behind the dead body, he sneered: "Look! They are all wax figures!"

Wax figure?The two girls calmed down, Li Weiran took a deep breath for a long time, then pretended to be very calm, picked up a broken foot next to him, squeezed it: "This seems to be the old dog's shoe...not bad...it's fake... Huh?" As she spoke, she looked down and saw 224 written on the sole of her shoe.

224?Thinking of the 219 on the shoes of Zhuang Chengdie's corpse, Li Weiran suddenly seemed enlightened, and hurriedly yelled: "Hurry up! Look! The numbers on the soles of their shoes! I seem to know something!"

Soon, although I felt uncomfortable, the numbers of everyone were found out at once. Shan Mao and his six colleagues were from 229-224, while the numbers of Yu Wenling's family were 213 to 211... Zhuang Chengdie was 219...

Li Weiran froze in place for a moment. According to the Wax Museum of Death, his leader and colleagues died yesterday, and the cause of death must be related to Huangfuchen. Moreover, according to this reasoning, the time of personal death is also the same. Follow the numbers backwards, since Zhuang Chengdie hanged himself at 219:9 for number 58, then... She looked at her watch, it is already 220:[-]... What should be tangled up now is... who is [-] ?

Is this 220 alive or dead now... Is he someone from outside... or one of them... among the three?

Li Weiran thought of this, and suddenly found that Mo Jiaqi's face was extremely ugly, and when he was about to ask him, his head fell off.

39. Horror Wax Museum...

In Li Weiran's eyes, the moment Mo Jiaqi's head fell, seemed to be slowed down by a high-speed camera. His body fell heavily on the ground, and the blood from the artery in his neck sprayed straight onto the wall like a high-pressure water gun. On the ground, a small part of it splashed on her body, but his head slowly rolled down along the body, rolling straight at Zhuang Chengdie's feet.

Meng Jiawei roared, ran over, hugged Mo Jiaqi's head, stroked his cheek gently, and finally couldn't help crying out trembling.The two girls, Li Weiran and Zhuang Chengdie, had already collapsed, hugged each other tightly against the corner of the wall, screamed several times, and waited for a long time before the three of them completely calmed down, and no one spoke again.

The room was pitch black, only the faint light of the phone. Li Weiran slowly recovered from the shock just now, and asked in a trembling low voice: "What should we do now?" After a long silence, Meng Jiawei whispered blankly: " Don't you think that Huangfuchen is responsible for all of this?"

Li Weiran smiled bitterly, still in the mood to talk about Huangfuchen?Now they should be talking about how they got out of this wax museum alive!She gritted her teeth and began to quickly filter her thoughts in her mind.

According to the wax figures they found in this room and the time posted on the door, the leader and colleagues must have died yesterday, which can also explain why the four of them couldn't get through to them, and the note at the door said Huangfuchen's name was mentioned, indicating that this matter must be related to Huangfuchen.When she first entered the door and turned on the DV, she herself had seen Meng Jiawei and Zhuang Chengdie squatting on the ground side by side, but the real Meng Jiawei was behind her, so what was this "Meng Jiawei" squatting on the ground?

Could it be this invisible "ghost" that killed Mo Jiaqi?wrong!When she watched Mo Jiaqi just now, she used her DV player. If the ghost appeared, she would definitely be able to see it with her DV player... But what if the ghost disappeared... Could it be that it is still around them now?

Li Weiran shuddered at the thought of this, in this world...do ghosts really exist?But...the first thing they saw was Zhuang Chengdie's wax figure. Where did Mo Jiaqi's wax figure go?

Thinking of this, Li Weiran suddenly asked hurriedly: "Xiao Meng, did you see the door marked today, maybe... maybe... we are also inside!"

The emotions of the three were heavy and broken. Meng Jiawei kept silent, and Li Weiran hurriedly took a photo of his face with his mobile phone: "Xiao Meng! Now is not the time to chase Burmese people. If something goes wrong, more than one person will die. It's gone!" Meng Jiawei was so stimulated by the light of the mobile phone that he couldn't open his eyes, he paused for a while, and then whispered: "I remember today's day is written on the door diagonally opposite."

"Okay! Let's go and have a look!" Li Weiran was a little impatient, but when he saw Zhuang Chengdie's expression of fear and Meng Jiawei's numbness, he exploded: "Go! Otherwise, we don't know who will die next." It's gone!" Then, she turned her head to Zhuang Chengdie: "Girl, I'm actually very scared because we don't know what we are facing, but we must unite now to get out alive, understand?"

Zhuang Chengdie sobbed softly, then nodded hesitantly.

Now, Li Weiran has become the leader of the three of them. After discussion, they decided to abandon Mo Jiaqi's body and explore other rooms on the second floor instead.

Meng Jiawei's cell phone ran out of battery very quickly. In the pitch-black wax museum, the three of them could only see the road ahead by the faint light of the cell phone screen. Soon, they saw a person quietly falling down at the end of the corridor. on the ground.

The hearts of the three were beating wildly, but they still approached slowly and cautiously. After seeing the real face of the man clearly, Zhuang Chengdie covered his mouth and sobbed.

The person in front of him is Li Weiran himself.

Li Weiran took a few steps forward in a daze, squatted down, first looked at the sole of the shoe, it was written 218, it seemed that he was in line behind Zhuang Chengdie, and he was about to see death.

This "self" was lying quietly on the ground, in the shape of a large character, with dilated pupils and a big mouth. A piece of slender and sharp glass shards passed through her mouth, and a puddle of blood flowed from the back of her head. It appeared that glass shards had pierced the head, which was the main cause of death.

"Let's go! Let's go!" Li Weiran stared blankly at his wax figure for a while, then comforted Zhuang Chengdie who was sobbing, and left in a hurry.

There are many rooms on the second floor, and almost every room has the date and the name of the person written on it. After they opened it one by one, they found that the room was full of wax figures of various deaths, and they felt even more chilled and horrified. They are casual clothes, and some wax figures are so lifelike that you can see what brand of camera the deceased was holding before he died. At first glance, they are tourists who came here. Could it be that these tourists all died in the amusement park?

3D amusement park... it's too scary.

Soon, they finally found the room with today's date and Huangfuchen's name written on it?Trembling and pushing open the door, the room was still pitch black, but to their surprise, there was only one white wax figure in the room, the three of them walked in and took a look, all gasped .

The only wax figure is Mo Jiaqi, but the most incredible thing is Mo Jiaqi's current appearance.At this time, it was completely naked, with a terrified face, its eyes were almost bulging, its legs were bent in an M shape, and its arms made a push-off movement, as if it wanted to push away something on its body.

Li Weiran was dumbfounded, and squatted down to look at the soles of the wax figure. There was 220 engraved on it. She was indeed a senior fan girl. She could tell at a glance that Mo Jiaqi should be having sex with someone at this time, but...why is this Is the wax figure completely different from Mo Jiaqi's previous death?Thinking of this, she looked at Meng Jiawei who was also shocked, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on here?"

"How the hell do I know what's going on? Go to the fucking place! Go to the fucking place!" Meng Jiawei collapsed, knelt down, and looked at Mo Jiaqi's wax figure in disbelief, "What the hell is going on? What's going on...what the hell is going on?"

Li Weiran frowned. When she squatted down just now, she looked at Mo Jiaqi's back acupoint, and some milky white liquid flowed out from the acupoint. It seems that Mo Jiaqi should have died after ML ejaculated... With a thought in her heart, she suddenly turned her head and asked: "Speaking of which, the two of you made a loud noise last night, and we could hear it clearly from the next door."

Meng Jiawei was a little dazed, and didn't realize it for a long time, "Ah?...What?" Li Weiran thumped in his heart, and gestured to the wax figures of him and Mo Jiaqi, "What? I saw Huangfuchen running through the cat's eyes Your house gave you a black plastic bag...you..."

Li Weiran didn't dare to continue, because she saw Meng Jiawei's face was ashen, and her eyes were full of shock: "Yesterday...yesterday... I never met Huangfuchen, and I didn't leave him either." Sheets!"

What does it mean!Li Weiran's pupils shrank, and he asked hurriedly: "What do you mean, please explain clearly!"

Meng Jiawei was a little confused at the moment, he shook his head in disbelief, trying to recall what happened yesterday: "After we had a barbecue together, we went to the basement to play billiards... Then I remembered that when I was about to go upstairs, I felt like I ate too much Yeah... I just wanted to buy some digestive tablets, so I went around the amusement park and finally found the first aid station, and he was already asleep when I went back..."

Li Weiran grabbed his chest and took a few steps back, with an expression of disbelief on his face: "What's going on? The girl and I clearly heard Huangfuchen come to look for you last night, and he left after you had a few words. Later, after the two of you returned to the house, you yelled out in a short time, the voice was really loud, and we were excited all night!"

"But I really went to the amusement park to buy medicine! I can swear that I have absolutely no ML!" After Meng Jiawei said this hurriedly, everyone fell into deep thought, and everyone felt shuddering: Since Meng Jiawei went to buy medicine She returned to her room after a long time, so who is that... who is having sex with Mo Jiaqi...

And if according to Huangfuchen's statement, the wax figures displayed in the Wax Museum of Death are all in the style before death, then it means that Mo Jiaqi was already dead when he was having sex with someone... Then those who followed them to the Wax Museum What is he?

When everyone thought of this double relationship, they all got goosebumps.

"I can't take it anymore! I want to go home!" Zhuang Chengdie who was standing quietly behind them suddenly broke down, cried and roared, turned his head and ran out the door.

The silly boy!Li Weiran was anxious, and also ran up to catch her, but the little girl ran very fast, and after going out the door and shaking her figure, she was nowhere to be found.

Li Weiran was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He held up the DV in his hand and kept looking around. Damn it, when did Zhuang Chengdie run so fast? After a shake, he disappeared. Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp sound not far away. Call.

This is Zhuang Chengdie's voice! "Quick! Xiao Meng!" Li Weiran hurriedly ordered, and Meng Jiawei ran towards the screams.

The screaming sound came from the living room downstairs. When they both ran there, they suddenly found that Zhuang Chengdie was hanging in the same place as her wax figure, and had passed away.

Li Weiran asked Meng Jiawei to check it out. Indeed, this is not a wax figure, but a real person. Zhuang Chengdie just ran with his front foot, but his back foot was hung in the mouth and died... It is too unacceptable...

Li Weiran suddenly felt hopeless, Mo Jiaqi and Zhuang Chengdie were both dead... 218 is coming soon, she will be next... Thinking of this, she finally burst into tears.

"Sister... let's find out where we can get out!" Meng Jiawei's face was ashen. Although he was still a little puzzled, he was really terrified of staying in this room where he could die at any time.

The two went up to the second floor again, and checked every room again, but there was no way out at all, and... Mo Jiaqi's body was also gone.

When the two found that Mo Jiaqi's body was missing, they both stood there in a daze, looking at each other in disbelief: There was no one in the wax museum...then...where did Mo Jiaqi's body go?

Meng Jiawei also collapsed, covered his mouth and cried for a while, Li Weiran couldn't bear it, so he hugged him from behind and comforted him in a low voice: "When we get out alive, we must find out the reason, promise me Da Meng! We must get out alive !"

After Meng Jiawei heard this sentence, he gradually calmed down. After a while, he nodded: "Okay, let's go!" Just after saying this sentence, suddenly there was another loud noise on the first floor, and then, "咚咚咚咚" very regular footsteps suddenly sounded from downstairs, and then, the footsteps began to walk upstairs.

The uniform footsteps made it impossible to tell whether this person was a man or a woman, and this person was probably the murderer who killed Mo Jiaqi and Zhuang Chengdie!

"Turn off your phone! Hide in this pile of wax figures!" Li Weiran ordered hastily, and he crawled and hid behind Yu Wenling's wax figures, not even daring to turn on the DV player.

"Dong dong dong dong..." The man slowly went upstairs, and soon, he stopped in the room they were in... and slowly opened the door.

Li Weiran felt that her heart was about to jump out. She curled herself up in a corner, begging God Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara Jade Emperor in her heart, begging it not to find her, but unfortunately...the footsteps circled around the room...then stopped in front of her.

God... I've lived for so many years... I really haven't done anything wicked... Help me!

The man had been standing beside her, she knew it, but she didn't dare to look at it, didn't dare to look at it, didn't even dare to take a breath, so she could only continue to hide behind Yu Wenling.

The two seemed to be in a stalemate for a long time, and that person followed Li Weiran's example and didn't move. She just felt that she couldn't hold on any longer. Who is this person... Do you want to take a look...

Li Weiran couldn't resist his curiosity, so he opened his eyes.

All I saw was a pale and fuzzy face floating out of the dark room!

Li Weiran opened her eyes wide and screamed, the one standing in front of her was the dead Mo Jiaqi!

What exactly is going on!Could it be that Mo Jiaqi did all of this?

"I've got you..." Mo Jiaqi smiled strangely with the corners of her mouth curled up, her pale face was distorted and deformed into an extremely hideous shape, she suddenly waved her hand, and with a slender and sharp glass shard, ruthlessly aimed at Li Weiran's growing mouth Tie it down!

"Ah!" Meng Jiawei, who didn't know anything, jumped up when he heard Li Weiran's screams, and suddenly walked towards the door, but just as he stumbled out of the door, a pale and blurred face appeared, and then, A cold but unfamiliar hand gripped his neck tightly.

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Mo Jiaqi knelt on the ground with a pale face, tremblingly looking at the few people in front of him... In order to survive... He killed his favorite friend and person in order to survive...

The truth of the matter is like this: that night, when Meng Jiawei was exhausted and went to the pharmacy, the wax figure Meng Jiawei was arranged by Huangfuchen to enter the room. When the two had sex, the wax figure's dick melted and killed him immediately.When Mo Jiaqi woke up, Huangfuchen came to him and told him that he was dead and that if he didn't obey the order, his family would also die.

The order was to kill Zhuang Chengdie, Li Weiran, and Meng Jiawei.

Mo Jiaqi chose family affection between the two options of love and family affection, and he followed the order out of fear.

He was originally a ghost, so it was very easy to create the illusion of a severed head, and then he quietly followed the three of them, hanging Zhuang Chengdie, stabbing Li Weiran, and strangling Meng Jiawei with his own hands.

"Congratulations on passing the survival test. The master wants to see you." Huangfuchen appeared from nowhere and stood quietly in the corner. He was still wearing a black suit, and seemed to blend into the darkness. Only the red agate ring on his hand was shining With a bloody light.Calmly glanced at the dead body here, turned his head slightly, looked at him who was full of anger, and said lightly: "You don't have to blame yourself, this is the law of survival in the 3D amusement park, if you don't kill people, others will. you."

The law of survival... Mo Jiaqi laughed desolately, and did not speak for a long time. Huangfuchen felt a little unbearable. He thought for a while, then sighed slightly, and touched the ring on his hand again: "His soul is in the In my ring, if you want to see him, I can let him out." He smiled again and said lightly, "I just need an assistant, how about you?"

Mo Jiaqi laughed a few times blankly, staring at Meng Jiawei's body, sneered for a long time, and finally asked a very sharp question: "Manager Huangfu, who did you kill at that time?"

Hearing this question, Huangfuchen took a breath, his face was extremely embarrassed, he snorted coldly, turned his head and walked away, before hiding into the wall, he stopped suddenly, turned his head slightly and looked at the man who was still looking at him with a sneer Mo Jiaqi smiled sadly with her lips curled up, her eyes were already red, and her calm eyes were filled with water vapor, her expression was quite desolate: "My daughter."

40. The punishment of 3D amusement park...

Linghuyan has a secret, which he dare not tell others so far: he died a long time ago and turned into a ghost. Now he works in 3D Amusement Park, and is mainly responsible for the operation of the Underwater World theme park, which can be regarded as a A small department manager.

How he died, I can't remember clearly, the last moment he was eating fast food with his fiancée at the hot dog shop in the amusement park, the next moment he was kneeling on the ground blankly with blood on his hands, and his fiancée was missing.Until an indifferent man appeared, congratulations to him for passing the test and being able to work as a department manager in a 3D amusement park.

"Hi, Manager Linghu. I'm Xiaomo, Manager Huangfu's assistant. Please attend the meeting on time at twelve o'clock in the evening." Linghu Yan sat on his swivel chair, playing with the ruby ​​ring on his hand carelessly, and looked up. Looking at the little boy passing through the wall, the boy was wearing a black suit with a black waist, a black bow tie, and a baby face. Although the little assistant was in a bad mood, she didn't want to embarrass the newcomer, so she nodded: "Okay, I see, I will be on time."

Mo Jiaqi looked indifferent, bowed slightly with lowered eyes, and quietly floated away from the wall.After Linghuyan watched him go, he let out a long sigh of relief, shifted his body heavily, and closed his eyes wearily.

He had had enough of this life.

I have been here for a year, and I am planning activities every day so that more people can visit the underwater world and harvest human souls.Yes, his mission is to collect human souls every month and dedicate them to the owner here—the biggest BOSS behind the scenes of the 3D amusement park.Who is their master?What does it look like?What kind of ghost does it look like?He didn't know anything, all he knew was that he wanted to live on.

The most grassroots employees are okay. For managers like them, the elimination system will be staged every month in the regular meeting-the ghost who gets the least soul will die again in an extremely cruel way.According to their owners, this boosts employee motivation and increases productivity.

He really is a pervert!Linghuchen thought angrily, one day, he would leave here and be a free ghost without harming others!

When Linghuyan entered the conference room at 45:[-] in the evening, the remaining four divisional managers had already left. Seeing him walking in, one of the men with a very gentle smile waved to him: "Ling Fox, you are here, sit down quickly."

The person who spoke was the manager of Harry Bobo's Wizarding World. He was surnamed Huang, about 35 years old, wearing a flight jacket, and wearing a pair of tattered black-rimmed glasses. He introduced himself as a high school class teacher, and he was on summer vacation. I got caught when I brought my students to the amusement park.

Linghuyan greeted him friendly, sat down in his old seat, and greeted the two beauties beside him at the same time.The girl sitting on his left is called Lu Wanqing, who is in charge of African tribal divisions. The girl is not very old, holding a sandalwood fan, wearing a gorgeous red phoenix cheongsam, which makes her skin whiter and more exquisite, and her figure is extremely exquisite. Seeing him greet him, he just nodded slightly. Linghuyan knew that this girl was actually a cold-blooded killer, and she stayed here forever during an assassination mission; and the one sitting on his right was a little loli, the person in charge of the Little Tadpole Kingdom. He has a nice name called Nanako, who looks less than 13 years old, is a Chinese-Japanese mixed race, with big eyes and is very cute, but he knows that it was this little girl who pushed her parents down on the Ferris wheel to get took this job.

And the last one that was not introduced is the manager of Future Planet. He is lying on the table and maybe sleeping. His name is Wang Hao. He is a 20-year-old boy. He turned out to be a hacker. He never said the reason for coming here. , but Linghuyan knew that the hands of these five ghosts were all covered with the blood of innocent people, and they would never be able to wash them off.

There was a soft "click" from the handle, and the door opened suddenly. Their immediate boss, Huangfuchen, came in through the door with his newly appointed assistant. Today, Huangfuchen is still wearing a black suit, but his tie has been changed to a new one. The narrow black leader, with expensive cuff buttons on the cuffs, looks normal today, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of the nose, combined with the strange ascetic beauty of the suit and the expressionless handsome face, I am really fascinated A bunch of ghosts.

Huangfuchen walked around them expressionlessly, and sat straight on the first seat. Assistant Mo Jiaqi also moved a stool and sat behind him. Linghu Yan glanced at the man sitting on the first seat, this is Huangfuyan The man is their immediate boss. No one knows how often he came to this amusement park. No one knows how he got to the position of executive manager. However, the five of them know the relationship between Huangfuchen and the owner. very special.

This kind of special... There must be some improper relationship between the two of them... Thinking of this, Linghu Yan felt a little itchy in his heart. Before he was alive, he was a standard rich second generation who could take all men and women, and his fiancée was also arranged by his family. People don't have much emotion, but after becoming a ghost, he has a certain power of life and death, and some ghosts who can't be trained by their masters also take advantage of the situation to hug their thighs, so he has been in trouble for the past few years. He wrapped himself tightly, but his two legs were thin, long and straight. If he used these beautiful legs to hold his waist tightly when making love, the small pink mouth was tightly attached to his huge buttocks. ...that should be such a cool thing...

"Let's talk about the operation situation in September, Manager Linghu, you come first." Huangfuchen's quiet eyes like a deep pool suddenly glanced at him indifferently, as if he wanted to see through all his inner thoughts , Linghu Yan coughed as if to cover up, and hurriedly reported.

Compared with the summer vacation, the number of souls obtained in September is much smaller, and the total number of souls obtained by each division is only over [-]. This made Huangfuchen frowned deeply: "Why are there so few people? Which one do you really want to be eliminated at the end?"

No one spoke. Huangfuchen looked around them calmly, and said quietly: "There are still five days until the elimination day. I hope everyone will work hard."

A boring regular meeting finally came to an end at four o'clock in the morning. When everyone dispersed, Linghuyan stayed at the end. When everyone left through the wall and only Huangfuchen was left alone, Linghuyan walked away quickly. Go in front of him and whisper, "Manager Huangfu, can we cooperate?"

cooperate?Huangfuchen frowned slightly, waved Mo Jiaqi back, looked around cautiously, closed the door of the meeting room heavily, stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar, bit Gritting his teeth, he said hurriedly, "Hush your voice! Don't you know that if the master hears us, we will definitely die?"

Linghu Yan shrugged: "Anyway, I've already died, and another death can't do anything to me."

Huangfuchen looked at Linghuyan with complicated eyes, didn't speak for a while, seemed to be thinking about something, waited for a long time before asking wearily: "What plan do you have?"

Linghuyan didn't answer, but smiled sinisterly with the corners of his mouth curled up, swept Huangfuchen's body up and down with his obscure eyes, finally licked his lips with his tongue, and smiled: "What do you think?" Huangfuchen snorted, The black eyes flashed brightly, and he suddenly laughed. He raised his right hand slowly and made a movement to unscrew his suit, but suddenly his left hand exerted force, grabbed his neck with one hand and stretched his left leg forward to hook him. His legs tripped him to the ground.

His movements were very fast, and when Linghuyan realized it, he had already fallen heavily on the ground, his neck was tightly strangled by Huangfuchen, and he could only lie on the ground without saying a word. The face he pinched turned pale, and there was a playful smile in his originally cold eyes, he curled his lips into a slight smile, and only said one word: "Get lost."

How dare a mere ghost who had been dead for less than a few months covet him?Huangfuchen raised his eyebrows, looking at Linghuyan's pissed-off back, just about to go in the opposite direction, but inadvertently lowered his head and found a black hair on the milky white marble at the door.

Black hair... Someone was at the door just now!Huangfuchen frowned, knelt down and picked it up, whose on earth is it?

Five days later, when Huangfuchen returned to his office in the resort, he found a piece of paper on the table with a very familiar font on it, which read: Underwater World Aquarium Hall B.

He is very familiar with this kind of domineering and flamboyant font. It is the handwriting of the master. It seems that the final punisher has come out. He looked at the report and found that the person who collected the least souls is the emperor. It seems that he is doomed to die this time. During those strange punishment methods, Huangfuchen couldn't help shivering for a long time, and heaving a long breath, he summoned Mo Jiaqi, and the two went to the aquarium together.

The fishes in the aquarium in the early morning were still resting, and it was a little scary whether there was anyone in the aquarium quietly, and soon the two of them came to the B exhibition hall.

Hall B is a small exhibition hall, which is dedicated to exhibiting some dangerous aquatic creatures, such as piranhas, so the exhibition halls in Hall B are all compartments. The two walked around and soon found several other The two managers have all arrived, looking at the window with compassionate eyes, and the emperor is also in the group.

It's strange... Who is the one punishing this time... Huangfuchen turned his eyes, and the person in the window was half submerged in the water, the palms of his hands were cruelly pierced by iron chains and hung from the roof, his eyes were covered with a black cloth, The whole body is naked... The person who was punished turned out to be Linghu Yan!

impossible!The person who collected the fewest souls this time should be the emperor!Why is Linghu Yan the one who punished?Huangfuchen's pupils shrank, and his heart that had stopped beating for a long time suddenly trembled violently. Why is this!

Soon, something slowly rose from the water in the window, and Linghuyan only felt that he was covered by a huge black shadow, and then, a thin, long and cold strip actively draped over his body. Immediately afterwards, he felt a huge body with smooth mucous membrane covering him.

What the hell is this!Linghuyan was so frightened that he trembled all over. It wasn't until several long things wrapped around his limbs and opened his limbs wide open that he realized what it was... This... This is his aquarium. The mutant octopus inside!

right!that's it!When Linghuyan rang, he had fed him a few months ago, he couldn't help trembling all over, could it be... Could it be that it wanted to eat itself like that!

But it doesn't intend to do that.

The octopus used its tentacles with suction cups to cling to his skin tightly. At the same time, all the tentacles wrapped around his body, and slowly and forcefully opened his legs 180°.Some small tentacles have already wrapped around the front, aiming the suction cup at the sensitive place and sucking violently. "Ah...stop..." Linghuyan begged softly, but the response he got was that Zhang