Inhuman Rampage [Unlimited]

Her hair was burnt like wire, clinging to her scalp, her face was as damaged as a burnt paper, her facial features were distorted in an unbelievable arc, and her original face could not be seen at all.

On the white tiles she walked on were filthy marks of blood mixed with pus.

The female ghost Yubai's eyes rolled up and down excitedly, and she slowly opened her mouth towards the three of them.

Zhou Yun turned around and sprinted for [-] meters. Wen Wusheng had the advantage of having long legs. Zhou Yun only needed to run two steps after three steps. Seeing him running leisurely, Zhou Yun panted and said, "If you can run, you can run forward!!"

Wen Wusheng: "It's okay to wait for you, just run faster than you."

Zhou Yun: "..."

Because they were waiting for Zhou Yun, the two soon fell behind Sun Cheng, the female ghost disappeared, but the pus traces on the white tiles were getting closer and closer, almost at Zhou Yun's feet.

Seeing this scene ahead, Sun Cheng felt relieved and slowed down his running speed.

If someone died, the female ghost must stop temporarily. She couldn't kill them all at once.

At that time, he can go back and check for clues.

A dense chill suddenly rushed up his back, Zhou Yun was about to die when his wrist was suddenly grabbed, his first reaction was a ghost, and he was ready to endure the severe pain, but the scenery on both sides began to retreat rapidly.

Zhou Yun tilted his head in shock, it turned out that Wen Wusheng was dragging him away.

It was only then that he discovered that his boss had amazingly long legs, a [-]-[-] body proportion, wide shoulders and narrow waist, tight and graceful body lines, and perfect explosive power. In terms of figure and running speed, he was not inferior to Sun Cheng at all.

The force on his wrist was not too big or too small, so that he would not stagger forward due to inertia, and it would definitely save him more than 50% of his strength. Zhou Yun had never run so fast before, and felt that the surrounding scenery was shaking violently.

Zhou Yun quickly found out in disbelief that his boss had brought such an oil bottle with him...to catch up with Sun Cheng who came out of the spiritual school.

The dripping pus on the ground quickly approached again, Zhou Yun's attention shifted instantly, and he asked urgently, "What should I do?"

Wen Wusheng said loudly: "Don't panic, Brother Sun is a graduate of the spirit school, he can definitely fight!"

Sun Cheng, who was on the left side of them, obviously slowed down a few beats.

In just a few seconds, Wen Wusheng and Zhou Yun passed Sun Cheng smoothly, climbed the stairs first, and escaped from the basement.

"Boss, are you still human? Why can you run so fast?" Zhou Yun panted while sitting on the steps in front of the hospital.

He still couldn't believe it for a while, but that was Sun Cheng from the spiritual school.

He now strongly suspects that if Wen Wusheng hadn't accommodated him, running 4 kilometers to the hospital would be much faster than riding an electric scooter.

"Being chased by ghosts a lot." Wen Wusheng said.

"..." Zhou Yun thinks about it too. The reason why he can run faster than ordinary people is because he is always chased by ghosts. Wen Wusheng must have dealt with ghosts more times than him.

"This is the only one from the spirit school?" Zhou Yun teased, "Boss, with your escape speed, you might be able to get the first place in the spirit school."

Wen Wusheng was flattered: "Really?"

Just as Zhou Yun was about to say something, he always felt uncomfortable with Shang Wen Wusheng's plain face.

Usually his boss is too buddhist and too unassuming, which makes him always ignore his advantages. In fact, in terms of appearance and figure, his boss is not inferior to the popular first-line celebrity male models, and even has an indescribable and particularly attractive Temperament, tidying up and tidying up is definitely a woman killer.

Of course, this premise is too difficult to achieve. He has known his boss for more than half a year, and he can't live like a human for a day.

In the future, the proprietress will have to take care of it.

After a while, Sun Cheng came out, his body was wet with blood.

Zhou Yun thought he was injured like this by a ghost, Wen Wusheng carefully looked at the splattered blood spots on Sun Cheng's body and the half bloody handprint that should be left by a person struggling, and frowned slightly: " who died?"

Sun Cheng took off his blood-stained coat, and said, "The leader was killed by a ghost. He arrived late and happened to go to the basement floor, but bumped into a ghost."

"Then his luck is really bad." Wen Wusheng looked at Sun Cheng and said calmly.

Remotely ran out of the hospital and said with lingering fear: "This game is too scary, just like the real thing! My friend died so quickly!"

He stepped into the basement floor after his friend, and he heard his friend's heart-piercing screams as soon as he went down the stairs. The pain made his scalp tingle. He immediately changed his mind and went back the same way. up.

As soon as he came up, he heard the game notification sound saying that his friend died.

Wen Wusheng whispered to Zhou Yun, "Stay away from Sun Cheng."

Zhou Yun was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong?"

He glanced at the bloody handprints on Sun Cheng's body, and after knowing it, he said in horror: "Did he push it out and feed it to the ghost?"

The more he thought about it, the more it came to light. For Sun Cheng, it was much easier to subdue a powerless leader and dedicate him to the ghost than to escape from the ghost himself.

Zhou Yun gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

Yuan Yuan was embarrassed and said: "I'm late, what's wrong with Wang Ting and what the ghost looks like, can you share with me?"

Just as Zhou Yun was about to say something, Sun Cheng frowned and said, "Wang Ting just died. The ghost didn't see it, but when it approached, there was an obvious trace of pus on the ground."

Zhou Yun was stunned, even Wen Wusheng was shocked.

Sun Cheng can't see ghosts, but that's the situation in the real world. He shouldn't be able to see ghosts in horror games, especially when both Zhou Yun and his players can see them.It is impossible for a game to treat players differently.

Zhou Yun whispered puzzledly: "Isn't he lying? He doesn't need it."

They are a team, and the cooperative relationship is far greater than the competitive relationship.

Wen Wusheng sat lazily on the ground with his legs slightly slack, lightly rubbing the human bone bracelet on his wrist, and sighed secretly for a while.

The old man's crow's mouth really hit it off, this game is haunted.

He and Zhou Yun can see ghosts in reality, but this is not reality, he is just a player.

After listening to Sun Cheng's words, Yuan Yuan guessed, "That ghost should be Wang Ting, right? Then what should we do now?"

Sun Cheng shook his head: "It's definitely not Wang Ting. There is pus on the ground. I just checked it. It may be caused by burns. Wang Ting died of taking sleeping pills. Her body is well preserved without any burn marks."

"Burn?" Remotely remembered the ending of the ghost movie he watched before, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. The painful and tragic death of his friend was still before him, and he became a little scared. ran out...?"

He said: "This makes perfect sense. Even Wang Ting's suicide can be explained as the work of a female ghost. After all, in the ending of "Two Mes", a female ghost who looks exactly the same kills the heroine. Completely replaced the heroine and became a human, and married the heroine's boyfriend. Then in reality, the heroine of the movie was first played by Wang Ting. After the heroine died in the movie, she turned into a ghost and came to reality. Wang Ting, who looks exactly like her, is exactly the same as what was reflected in the movie."

Sun Cheng nodded, and then frowned slightly. He really thought so, but there seemed to be something wrong.

……

"Boss, I don't think what Yuan Yuan said is right." Zhou Yun followed Wen Wusheng to the side of the road, saying as he walked.

"Yeah," Wen Wusheng blew out a puff of smoke rings, he was obviously thinking about other things before, but he came back to his senses when Zhou Yun called him, and said, "Play more seriously."

"what happened?"

Wen Wusheng sighed: "If you don't want to explain, just play seriously here."

Zhou Yun's eyes widened: "Is something wrong with this game?"

He is different from others. He has encountered too many evil things since he was a child. He knows that there are ghosts in the world, so he doesn't even need to believe it, because this is the truth, and it has nothing to do with whether he believes or accepts it.

Even life is full of ghosts, and it is not unacceptable for a game to have weirdness.

Zhou Yun tensed up a little.

"Oh, it's really hard to live." Wen Wusheng sighed.

"..." Zhou Yun lost his nervousness in an instant, and even had a flash of light in his head, "I know what he said is wrong!"

"Where?" Wen Wusheng rode on the previous electric bike.

Zhou Yun said excitedly: "If it is completely a remake of the movie, it should be that the female ghost kills Wang Ting and completely becomes Wang Ting, living Wang Ting's happy life, not now that Wang Ting is dead and the female ghost It’s still a ghost, the core of the ending of the ghost film is actually ‘replacing it and causing a qualitative change’, but now there is no replacement, and there is no qualitative change, it’s just a pure female ghost who killed Wang Ting.”

"Anything else?" Wen Wusheng persuaded.

Zhou Yun asked blankly, "What else?"

"Hey, don't be misled by others, let's think differently," Wen Wusheng said softly, "What if the female ghost didn't come out of the movie?"

"Then where could she come from?!" Zhou Yun was puzzled.

He saw the appearance of the female ghost. Although the female ghost was burned beyond recognition, she was very similar to the dead Wang Ting in terms of height and shape. If she hadn't been disfigured, she probably looked exactly like Wang Ting.

Wen Wusheng said: "For the exam."

Zhou Yun was so startled by these two words that his back broke out in cold sweat. He had completely forgotten about this plot point. He didn't think about why female ghosts also hated players, and what characteristics they had in common with the dead female star Wang Ting.

Zhou Yun's heart skipped a beat for a while, then he suddenly raised his head to look at Wen Wusheng: "Stand-in?!"

Wen Wusheng smiled and patted the back seat of the car: "Come on."

Wen Wusheng rode his bicycle to Wang Ting's studio. He thought it would take a lot of effort to sneak in, but he didn't expect that within a few minutes after they explained their intention, Wang Ting's female manager came out to greet them in person.

The two were ushered into the inner room.The clock on the wall showed that it was four o'clock in the morning.

Wang Ting's manager's eyes were covered with black and green, apparently he hadn't slept all night.

She is dressed like an urban elite woman, with the calm and self-confidence of the middle class all over her body, but now she has a slumped face and a lifeless look all over her body.

The lights in the room were all turned on, bright as day, in fact Wen Wusheng and the others had just come all the way, the lights in every corner of the huge studio were turned on, and the staff all had strange expressions on their faces.

There was a faint burning smell in the room, Wen Wusheng followed the smell and glanced towards the closed balcony door behind him, where a corner of the copper basin was exposed behind the curtain.

Zhou Yun obviously saw it too.

The agent said awkwardly: "To be honest, I was burning paper money just now, so it might smell a bit bad."

"For Wang Ting?" Zhou Yun said.

As if he had been stabbed to death, the manager fell silent for a moment, and after a while he managed to calm down and said, "I just heard that you saw that ghost in the morgue."

"Yes." Wen Wusheng said.

"Actually, we have seen it all today." The agent said.

"In the hospital?" Zhou Yun said.

"No..." The manager covered his face and said hoarsely, "here."

Zhou Yun was startled, and immediately felt unsafe around him.

The agent said: "She killed an artist newly signed by our studio. Not long after Wang Ting's death, the news has not been reported yet, and we don't know what to do."

There was an urgent knock on the door, and the manager was startled and curled up on the sofa.

"Sister Zhang, the invited monk has arrived." The staff member said.

It turned out to be just a false alarm.The manager let out a heavy breath: "I'll be there soon! Please entertain me first!"

She seemed to have a sustenance, and suddenly cheered up: "Let me make a long story short, I just received a call that a male artist under Shengming Entertainment also died just now, and there were pus marks around the body."

Zhou Yun obviously didn't expect that so many people would have died silently without their knowledge. If they continued to go in the wrong direction, they might not understand why they were killed by the female ghost until they died.

"What's going on?" Wen Wusheng said.

The agent said earnestly: "To be honest, I don't know how many people she will kill. I admit that I have done a lot of unconscionable things for money and fame, but now my life is at stake. Those are things outside my body. I am not afraid of the influence." , telling you that it’s just for the sake of accumulating virtue, you can hide as much as you can.”

"That female ghost was Wang Ting's exclusive stand-in before."

Zhou Yun immediately looked at Wen Wusheng.It really is! !

The agent said: "She burned to death in an accident while filming "Two Mes"."

"She really looks very similar to Wang Ting. People in our company can't tell the difference unless they look carefully, but you know, part of being a celebrity depends on luck, otherwise there will be no difference between the same people. She has never been well-known in filming. Later, people in the film and television city said that she looked like Wang Ting, so she simply came to be Wang Ting's double. ..."

The agent looked ashamed: "Wang Ting actually has a bad temper, and her acting skills are not good. Many of Wang Ting's plays that the audience watched were actually performed by doubles, but in the end..."

She was ashamed to speak out, these facts were not on the table.

"Understood." Wen Wusheng said.

The agent continued: "The directors on the set always praise her double. Some appreciate her and want to give her a chance to use her. Wang Ting... will secretly stir things up. They just don't want her to be popular. One is afraid that she will replace him. One thing is that she is used to others, and she doesn't want others to get up, so she hopes that she will remain unknown and serve as her substitute."

Zhou Yun found it outrageous when he heard it: "Then why can't she quit doing it herself?"

"Wang Ting seems to have something about her, and I don't know how she got it. Anyway, the girl is very cowardly. She has been swallowing her anger and dare not resort to the law. Maybe she is financially incompetent and doesn't believe in the law. I always knew that, but ...I also watched with cold eyes." The manager fell into deep remorse.

"In the ghost film "Two Mes", in fact, the heroine and the female ghost are basically doubles. Just a few days ago, in the last fire scene of "Two Mes", she was killed because of an accident by the blasting team. Well, if something like this happened before the film was released, the impact would definitely be bad, so we spent money to have a private relationship with her family, so the news didn't get out."

Wen Wusheng said, "Private?"

The agent became more and more ashamed: "I'm sorry, it's actually a threat, and we can't help it. It's a fact that she died. It's impossible for us not to deal with it. It's my job to solve the problem for Wang Ting. I know it's wrong morally, even legally. They are all brushed aside, but I have no other choice but to do this. I can't watch Wang Ting lose her reputation. I can't lose this job. I have my family to support and the mortgage to pay. You guys don't understand. I have a lot of stress..."

Zhou Yun felt a chill in his heart, such a living person passed away so quietly, without even the sound of a bubble bursting.

She obviously had the opportunity to become a female star who was as hot as Wang Ting, but she turned into a charred corpse, and Wang Ting did not repent. In yesterday's interview video, she was still acting coquettishly and calling fans to watch "Two Us" ".She is really not afraid of disdain.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry," the manager wept uncontrollably, "Wang Ting should have been killed in that scene."

She didn't know whether she was speaking to Wen Wusheng and Zhou Yun, or to the dead double.

Wen Wusheng said calmly: "Are the dead new artists and male artists who bullied her?"

The manager nodded: "The new artist laughed at her as just a stand-in. As for the male artist...I remember that he seemed to like Wang Ting, but he couldn't get one, so he settled for the next best thing and tried to become Wang Ting's stand-in...but he didn't succeed. I have no idea."

She looked sad: "They are all dead, so I think she will come to kill me sooner or later."

……

Coming out of the agent's office, Zhou Yun murmured: "No wonder she has hatred for us."

Stand-in, make a wedding dress for someone else.Among the people the female ghost wants to kill, those who have bullied her are the main targets, while the other part is selective.

It is these people who expect to get something for nothing, deceive the world, and trample on the achievements of others. They are those who do not deserve their virtue and ability.

It costs money to find a substitute for a role, and it is mutually beneficial in terms of market relations, but it is a deep-rooted violation of the test rules and fairness.

They are moths on the web of social structures, and in the future they are bound to become a source of pain for others, a snowflake that causes an avalanche.

Maybe it was because the story was too real, Zhou Yun felt sorry for the female ghost for a while. Thinking about it this way, he still felt that the female ghost was pitiful.

She had done nothing wrong and had nothing left.

"Boss, what should we do now?"

Wen Wusheng didn't agree, Zhou Yun yelled again, only to find that his boss stood still and didn't move.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yun turned around.

Wen Wusheng stood outside the manager's office, thoughtful, and asked for a while, seemingly inexplicably, "In terms of hatred, is the manager higher or the new artist who laughed at her higher?"

"Then the manager must be high. How pleasant she is saying now, she must have gone too far before. The degree of repentance is directly proportional to the degree of fault. It is because of a guilty conscience."

Wen Wusheng murmured: "Then why is she still alive?"

"Boss, what do you mean?" Zhou Yun was shocked.

"The female ghost killed the new artist, and even killed a student whose fault was minor compared to the others, but why didn't she kill her?"