Doomsday game milk tea cart

Holding the cup of milk tea in his hand, He Wuning slowly put it back.

He withdrew his gaze expressionlessly. Although he didn't say a word, Yi Luo inexplicably saw a kind of speechlessness on his face - "Why should I worry about this kind of person".

"Cough." Yi Luo cleared his throat, followed behind him with a suppressed smile, "I'm just joking."

He Wuning didn't look back, the two gradually walked into the building.

The door behind them closed automatically without any wind, and closed with a "squeak", and the two turned their heads vigilantly at the same time, with nothing behind them.

Yi Luo shrugged: "It seems that they don't plan to pick up any guests today, we have reserved the venue."

He Wuning frowned, Yi Luo glanced at him, and tentatively said, "Why don't you walk behind me."

He Wuning looked at him silently, took a deep breath, moved the fingers holding the long knife one by one, and stared at Yi Luo: "I don't think there is any need to explain, but it seems that you have misunderstood a bit."

"I'm not afraid of ghosts."

Yi Luo nodded vigorously: "I understand, I understand."

Then take a step forward, "Then I went ahead?"

He Wuning suspected that he and he might speak two languages.

Yi Luo laughed: "It's not that I don't trust you. Haven't you heard of it? Ghosts usually come from behind. Since you're not afraid, I'll leave behind you."

He Wuning: "..."

He watched Yi Luo take the lead, but finally closed his mouth.He rubbed the center of his brows, actually missing Q sauce a little bit, at least he would help to make complaints at this time.

As the two walked forward, the space in this house did not match the appearance at all. They had already walked a long way inside, but they still couldn't see the end of the road.

Not even the ghosts appeared.

There is no end in sight, the way behind him, but the door still exists brightly, showing an indescribable sense of existence.

Yi Luo looked around strangely: "What does this mean? That ghost is cowardly? Let us go back and forth from where, and don't want to show up?"

"Maybe." After walking for so long, He Wuning was getting a little impatient, "I've only heard that there are monsters with an attack range, so how can they hide? Isn't this a violation?"

He has already turned on the communication device in his hand, "Wait a minute, I will report him first."

Yi Luo couldn't help laughing: "Are you tired from walking? You are so angry."

"Hmph." He Wuning snorted coldly, typed a paragraph and sent it to Voice of the World.

Voice of the World: "Received feedback, please wait."

"It is detected that the monster has not attacked the players within the attack range for a long time, the report is true, and a warning is being issued, and it is forced to appear for 3 minutes."

Yi Luo opened his eyes: "...is this really possible?"

A corner of the door behind him was suddenly opened, and a translucent head protruded in from the door, and the voice sounded a bit gnashed: "Humans, you..."

"Yo, come out? Coward?" Yi Luo laughed and raised the gun in his hand, but this time the other party didn't give him a chance to aim, and rushed up to give them a claw.

"I'm not a coward." The mischievous ghost hangs upside down on the crumbling dilapidated chandelier. This chandelier is already half bald, and there are no more than ten light bulbs that can light up from the hundred and eighty small bulbs. Creaking and shaking.

The two pushed the distance tacitly - the lighting of the chandelier may be a problem, but it is not a problem to crush people to death.

"Hmph." Mischievous Specter's face was distorted, apparently it was the first time he was reported by the player for not attacking the player, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's really interesting, humans, you guys are more interesting than I imagined. "

"It looks as if you can't wait to die."

"However, I'm also curious. Is the brain of a creature like a human being single-threaded? Do you only have the option of 'forward' in your head?"

"Turn around!" It suddenly yelled hysterically, "Turn around! Open that door!"

"Ordinary people think that something is obviously wrong inside, like a ghost. There is only a door behind them. Shouldn't you open the door and escape quickly! Are you trying to walk through this land area by footsteps!"

"You guys know how hard I was waiting behind that door for a sneak attack!"

"You still report me, what's wrong with your heads!"

He Wuning: "..."

Yi Luo curled the corners of his mouth, almost unable to hold back his laughter.

He Wuning sighed and frowned slightly: "It's the first time I've met such a noisy ghost."

Yi Luo was very interested: "Have you seen other ghosts?"

He Wuning glanced at him, wondering why his point of interest could be perfectly skewed every time.

"In horror movies, in ghost stories." He Wuning looked at the mischievous ghost in front of him that was about to smoke because of anger, "The ones who screamed were all human beings. This is the first time I have met such a ghost who was so out of breath."

"That's true." Yi Luo nodded in agreement, "When he yelled, I wasn't afraid at all, I just thought it was funny."

He Wuning picked up the long knife and put on a fighting posture: "That's because you weren't afraid at all."

The shaking of the chandelier was getting bigger and bigger, and the mischievous ghost looked at them condescendingly, as if with the shaking of the chandelier, the whole old building shook together.

He Wuning pricked up his ears and looked around: "Here we come."

The chandelier suddenly fell off the ceiling, and with an unbelievably strong momentum, it rushed towards the place where the two were. After the two flashed past, the chandelier that made a loud noise slowly floated up from the hole on the ground .

The mischievous ghost itself has no entity, but in order to increase its attack power, it actually wrapped a huge chandelier with its body, turning it into a part of its own body.

"Hee hee hee." He smiled with a sinister expression, "Just now I complained that I didn't attack, but now I'm going to attack like a storm, even if you say no, I won't stop."

His eyes darted around the two of them, and Yi Luo narrowed his eyes: "Is it my illusion, or is it a matter of this person's indecent appearance?"

"Obviously speaking harshly, why do I think he is playing hooligans?"

He Wuning: "..."

The long knife in his hand swung in a circle suddenly, and slashed somewhere in the void behind Yi Luo. A little ghost over there let out a "Wow", turned into a streamer and dropped objects all over the place.

It is an ordinary monster "ghost". Judging from its appearance, it is probably a lower species of mischievous ghost.

He Wuning was thoughtful: "Could it be that he can manipulate other ghosts?"

The smile on the mischievous ghost's face gradually widened. He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. The illusory ghost could actually snap his fingers, and the echoes of snapping fingers echoed throughout the room.

Lampshades, vases, stools...

All the utensils in the hall that could be separated from the ground floated up, and all kinds of round or flat ghost heads appeared on them. They showed the same sinister smiles as the prank ghosts, and jumped up and down to surround them.

Yi Luo and He Wuning looked at each other, and the two of them went straight to the attack of the mischievous ghost at the same time, He Wuning charged, and Yi Luo set up a gun to cover.

The two had quite the same idea—to catch the thief first, to catch the king, and to catch the ghost, first to catch the most vulnerable.

The mischievous ghost threw out the tail of the chandelier on its body like firing a cannonball, and took the opportunity to dive into the troubled waters of the ghost group to fish.

He Wuning chopped off a flying candlestick with a single knife, and it floated up staggeringly within a second after it landed. Obviously, another ghost inherited the relic of the previous one and joined the battlefield again.

He Wuning was so annoyed that he could only yell, "Passive-aggressive, I'm reporting it!"

The mischievous ghost in the ghost group popped up angrily: "What do you know! This is the rhythm, this is the tactic!"

The moment he poked his head, Yi Luo's bullet was sent between his eyebrows. He raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled provocatively: "Hello, this is also a tactic."

The mischievous ghost immediately retracted and did not show up again. Yi Luo felt a little regretful: "Why is this monster not bloody at all?"

He Wuning glanced at him: "Probably because ghosts really don't have blood."

Yi Luo was stunned for a moment, and asked hesitantly, "Are you telling a bad joke?"

The surrounding ghosts do not do much damage. Although jumping up and down is more troublesome, it is not considered a crisis, but it is a bit of a hindrance.

Yi Luo flashed a toilet peg, with a delicate expression: "Do you ghosts still need to go to the toilet? Why do you still have this?"

"Ghosts don't need to go to the toilet, so you can at least rest assured that this is a clean one." He Wuning split the oncoming bench with a knife, and the bench split into two, and then both sides flew up at the same time.

The two chased after the mischievous ghost jumping up and down. It was crowded among a group of ghosts. It made up its mind to be a turtle with a shrinking head, and handed over the heavy responsibility of fighting to the younger brother under him.

Of course, because He Wuning threatened him to report him, he would occasionally show up and pretend to attack without anyone noticing, and then continued to run away.

Yi Luo carried the milk tea to replenish his condition, and smashed a scrub brush with the empty shell of the milk tea. He sighed: "I originally thought that only us players would spread their wings on the verge of breaking the rules. Why is this thing..."

"what!"

There was a somewhat familiar scream, and the two looked at the door following them like a shadow. He opened it again at this moment, and Louis staggered in from the outside.

There seemed to be something chasing him outside, he slammed the door shut, and then the incorporeal ghost walked through the door with a smile, and greeted him with his head: "Hi."

Louis screamed in fright and fell to the ground, backing up again and again.

Yi Luo looked like he was watching the show, "Hey, what expression will he have when he turns around and sees that there are more ghosts inside than outside?"

As expected, Louis turned his head back, his face paled in fright for a moment, he closed his eyes, and rushed towards He Wuning and the others sullenly.

Yi Luo didn't expect him to be so straightforward, he was stunned for a moment, showing a suspicious look: "...this kid is not good at acting, how did he get selected?"

"Probably there are no other talents." He Wuning dodged to avoid his rushing "throwing into his arms", before he hit the vase in front of him, he reached out and hooked his collar to make him stop.

Yi Luo's eyes widened in surprise: "Wait, why are you still helping him?"

Louis stopped his movements, and looked back at He Wuning blankly.

He Wuning asked him: "Where is Q?"

Louis was shocked, as if he had just reacted, his eyes wandered, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and ran towards him, revealing a gem-studded dagger in his hand.

He Wuning had been prepared for a long time, and of course it was impossible for him to attack him. He reached out and grabbed a pressure cooker, and threw it directly into his arms.

"what!"

Louis exclaimed, and fell back, bringing down quite a few ghosts in mid-air.

He Wuning wanted to sigh when he looked at it, but suddenly his hairs stood on end, and the long knife in his hand was thrown back abruptly, but the moment he turned around, he abruptly stopped the attack.

He saw a familiar face.

Even if he realized in an instant that it was a fake, but that moment of hesitation was very fatal.

The translucent hand of the seemingly quiet girl passed through his heart, and He Wuning fell into an ice cellar for a moment - its attack was not fatal, but he saw a negative status "curse" under his status bar.

His hands and feet were cold and he fell back. Yi Luo's bullets smashed him into a sieve in an instant, but it was still a step too late.

The wall behind He Wuning suddenly opened a door, which looked like a monster's huge mouth, trying to swallow him up.

He used his stiff body to slightly adjust the direction of the long knife, no matter what was waiting for him behind, at least he had to be stabbed first.

The author has something to say: Q Sauce: My treasure——

感谢在2021-09-1823:59:16~2021-09-1920:56:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 piece of white meat;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Gu Junjiulan; 4 bottles of Moonlight Night Sky; 2 bottles of Hewaimu; 1 bottle of tianertf and Gong Yimian;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!