The author's diary of ghost stories

That rascal……

Did you run away with the police uncle in your arms?

The sudden turn of events stunned everyone present. After a second of hesitation, they looked in disbelief at Li Huachao, who was running out of the warehouse at a fast pace.

The warehouse was still dark, but they could still understand what was happening.

The two men got into a fight with the group of strong men. After a fight, one of them ran away holding the policeman in his arms.

This makes sense, but they just find it weird.

Wait, if these two people ran away, does that mean they left these dangerous men with axes in the warehouse?

"Chase!" The wooden man grabbed the ax and led the remaining strong men to catch up.

They didn't pay any attention to the other survivors in the warehouse, which also made the other survivors breathe a sigh of relief.

"What will happen to the police comrades?" someone among the survivors asked, "There are so many of us..."

But he didn't say anything in the end, because he felt the silence in the warehouse, which contained a kind of acquiescence, and he could understand this acquiescence.

The Scrooge looked at the door of the warehouse, then at the piggy jar he was holding, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

Chase?

I can't catch up.

It stayed where it was, looking at the blood on the ground, feeling weak and helpless.

At this time, it suddenly noticed that the goddess on the bus stood on the high platform with the help of two female students.

The female student shined the light of her mobile phone on the goddess. In the darkness, the goddess was bathed in white light. Coupled with her calm face, she looked somewhat divine.

“Whoever has ears must listen to what the Spirit speaks to everyone.”

She spoke loudly, and although she was an old woman, her voice was very lively.

The survivors standing on the ground didn't know what the goddess was going to do for a while, but they all looked at her with doubts.

"This is the seventh hour of the disaster. You have been abandoned by everyone." She said coldly, "The endless smoke, the stinging insects, and the monsters emerging from the bottomless pit. This is the judgment." That day is God’s punishment for the world.”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Someone in the audience retorted, "You are wearing a black robe, and you are from the Milo Church! When disaster strikes, you still want to promote your religion!"

Noisy chatter suddenly broke out among the crowd, and it sounded like they knew something about this Milo Church.

"Don't you think about where this disaster comes from? Can you explain the origin of these monsters in this fog?" the goddess asked, "All of this is written in the prophecy notebook, and the disaster is here. , don’t you still have no reflection?!”

"What are you talking about? Then tell me, what will happen next?" Someone still refuted it.

"Hmph." The goddess's gaze swept across the people in the audience. She opened her notebook and read word by word, "When the third spirit blew the trumpet, there was a big burning star, like a torch, rising from the sky. It fell down on one-third of the rivers and on the springs of water.”

She continued: "The name of this star is Yin, and one-third of all water turned into Yin. Because the water became bitter, many people died."

People in the audience looked at each other in confusion. Some people instinctively didn't believe it, but seeing that she was so sure, they couldn't make up their minds for a moment.

——

outside the warehouse.

"What are you doing!" The policeman was a little confused. He couldn't understand what was happening for a while. Most of the blood redness in his eyes disappeared, and the strength in his body was gone.

"If we go out and fight, it will be bad if we hurt those ordinary people." Li Huachao explained seriously. He could also feel the change in the police.

When he first picked him up, the policeman's body temperature was extremely high, just like holding a big sweet potato just out of the stove in winter. But now the policeman's body temperature seems to have dropped again, and his eyes have become much clearer.

Because the anger level has dropped, has the ability also become weaker?

Li Huachao could probably guess what happened, and he couldn't help but feel helpless in his heart.

Why are these strange creatures he randomly picked up so weak?

They are all seven deadly sins, so why are greed and rage so unreliable?

One is named Wudi and the other is named Yaizhen. They both have such awesome names. How come their fighting ability is not as good as that damn fat guy next door?

"So have you recovered now?" Li Huachao asked after finding that he had run hundreds of meters, throwing the policeman to the ground.

"Well, what I just said was..." The policeman nodded. As soon as the cold wind blew in this morning, he was much more awake, but his strength was reduced a lot.

"You should also understand that you are no longer a human being. You and those monsters are the same thing." Li Huachao said, "You have already died. If your guess is correct, you may have been killed by those strong men. Then he was resurrected by this gray energy."

"I have remembered something." The policeman nodded solemnly, "But once I think about it, my head will hurt, and then I will lose my mind. In that state just now, I held back and did not attack you."

"Okay, okay, I know." Li Huachao nodded, "Can't you use firearms in the state you were in just now?"

"I don't know. At that time, I just wanted to tear them alive. I didn't want to use a gun." The policeman's face showed some confusion. It seemed that he also had doubts about himself. "But I always felt strange. I Why would you want to do this?”

It was completely unlike him to do such a cruel thing as tearing a living person apart. He felt as if his mind was seriously disturbed by something.

"Maybe... he was affected by that kind of gloom." Li Huachao shrugged and gave a sparse and ordinary answer, and then he looked into the mist.

Although he couldn't see it, he still knew that the group of strong men had been chasing them nearby.

So Li Huachao asked: "So do you still have the strength to fight?"

Logically speaking, "Rage", one of the Seven Deadly Sins, would not be so weak, so the only explanation is that the policeman is like the Scrooge, he has not eaten "meat".

It's a pity. According to the novel ten years ago, this policeman should be a white-skinned and beautiful female policewoman with big breasts.

If it were a policewoman, then Li Huachao would be happy to manipulate Yu Liang to hug her and say, "Please eat me." With just a few pieces of meat, he could establish a special bond with her...

It's quite exciting to think about feeding monsters with your body.

It's a pity that Li Huachao has no interest in hugging men, so naturally he can't do such a thing.

"It's okay to use a gun." The policeman nodded. He raised his gun and pointed it at the enemy who was about to catch up in the fog.

"Is that so? That's good." Li Huachao nodded with satisfaction, then took out a chocolate bar from his pocket.

The policeman glanced at Li Huachao in surprise. He always felt that this man seemed to have changed since then.

He used to be a very calm person, but now he is so...

special.

The policeman found it difficult to describe the young comrade in one or two words, but he was sure that this special temperament was definitely different from ordinary people.

After receiving a positive answer, Li Huachao began to eat the chocolate bar with peace of mind. When the police used guns, he felt that there was no need to take action himself.

Compared with his own body, Yu Liang's body was obviously less energetic. To put it bluntly, it was like a dog's soul being put into a cat's body.

Li Huachao felt that he should not be so lazy in the past. He took a bite of the chocolate bar and was very sure of his idea.

A few seconds later, the strong men were already catching up. As they approached step by step, the outlines of their strong bodies appeared in the mist.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The moment he saw these strong men, the policeman squatted down again holding his head and began to scream in pain.

Li Huachao looked at his appearance and had a bad feeling in his heart.

When the policeman stood up again, his eyes were already red. He rushed forward with a gun and engaged in hand-to-hand combat again.

Li Huachao: "..."

I knew it!

Will you die if you use a gun?

Putting your finger into that ring and pulling the trigger, how can you not teach such a simple thing!

Li Huachao felt angry, but he had no choice but to stuff the remaining chocolate bar into his mouth, then grabbed two table knives and rushed forward.

The police alone are far from being a match for these strong men. Of course, this may be because the police have not eaten "meat" and their physique is only stronger than that of normal people. Compared with normal monsters, they are still very weak and incomparable. How much stronger are these strong men.

The ax is a cold weapon, and the table knife is also a cold weapon, so when the ax blade came towards Li Huachao, he just raised the table knife without evading, and in the blink of an eye he had already completed the throat sealing, and the whole set of movements was simple Clean and neat, without any sloppiness.

The strong man's eyes widened, and then he slowly fell to the ground while covering the wound on his neck that was constantly spurting blood. The ax in his hand hit the ground with a clang.

"You're just strengthening your physical fitness a little, but you don't have the ability to regenerate. How dare you attack me?" Li Huachao curled her lips in disdain, her words filled with disdain.

Facing opponents who use cold weapons, his shooting speed has an unparalleled advantage.

Of course, this is not unsolvable. If the opponent's cold weapon skills far exceed his, they can still find ways to deal with it, and another solution is like this.

Beaten.

Just beat them up and that's it.

The target of the strong men with axes was Li Huachao, so nine people surrounded him at this time. On the other hand, there were only three strong men fighting with him on the police side.

Li Huachao's ability is similar to turn-based combat. He can only select a single target in each round of confrontation, so when he is attacked from both sides, his operational skills are tested. It is still like this.

The forced displacement caused by the shooting speed in [Weapon Mastery] is only a small step, but it is completely enough for Li Huachao.

He was seen moving around among the nine people. The knife in his hand touched the strong man's body and ran away. After stabbing him, he quickly switched targets.

The regulation-level suppression of his shooting speed caused an instant displacement under his feet, which was just enough for him to avoid the previous chop from the strong man.

After some operations, there is a sense of combat beauty that "disaster is always one step behind me".

Of course, it is not easy to do this. This requires Li Huachao to listen in all directions and rely on his combat instinct to record the shooting time of the nine people around him, find the most accurate time, and then switch skill targets, always doing the last Arrive first and avoid its sharp edge.

However, this kind of maneuvering performance is very good, but it is not easy to damage. Every displacement affects Li Huachao's own force and the angle of the knife, so it is difficult for him to kill one by one, and he can only beat these nine strong men black and blue. .

Yu Liang, who was in his mind at this time, didn't want to see what was going on. Li Huachao's fighting style was indeed an art of fighting from a third-person perspective, but from a first-person perspective...

He actually felt like motion sickness, felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit.

"Watch carefully and learn well. This move is called Alpha Strike!" Li Huachao proudly said to Yu Liang in his heart.

Yu Liang was too lazy to pay attention to him.

The strong men around them also woke up after being defeated continuously. They didn't know what happened, so they launched a more ferocious attack.

And this choice is correct. At least Li Huachao really feels the pressure. He must continue to speed up the efficiency and accuracy of switching targets. The error tolerance rate is getting lower and lower, and more and more attention is consumed.

It's over, this kind of high-intensity battle can't be sustained anymore.

Li Huachao's heart sank. He couldn't find a suitable way to break out among the swords and axes.

If this continues, sooner or later he will be hit. He cannot be led by these people and has to break through the siege.

Suddenly, Li Huachao's eyes fell on the policeman who was fighting with three strong men on the side. As if he saw a savior, he strode forward and selected the policeman as his target.

"puff--"

The knife pierced the policeman's arm.

Li Huachao quickly pulled out the knife, then reached out and patted the policeman's wound. He watched the wound recover quickly before he laughed and said, "Sorry, sorry, mistake."

"Yeah." The policeman didn't say much. The wound caused by the blunt knife was just a minor injury and would heal in a moment.

With this move, Li Huachao also successfully escaped from the tight encirclement of the strong men, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm really a genius, I can think of such a wonderful method.

He looked at the nine strong men again, then at the policeman behind him. After thinking for a moment, he asked the policeman: "Can you just stand here and fight them? Don't move your position."

"Yeah!" The policeman was almost overwhelmed with anger, and his remaining sense could not think about the reason why Li Huachao asked him to do this, but he was happy to do it.

Of course, in this state, he might just forget about it.

Li Huachao also rushed into the siege with confidence and continued to fight.

With the police outside the encirclement, he could safely use the Alpha Strike technique.

The police is like a marked point that can be teleported to at any time, which can help him escape from the encirclement in an instant.

So what's there to be afraid of?

A mere siege is not worth mentioning!

Li Huachao was overjoyed, picked up the knife and started the routine again, but when she thought about it, she felt sad again.

It's over, it's over, the hunter is too supermodel now, won't it be cut in the next version?

Why should I cut the playstyle I studied myself?

Could it be more ruthless and ban him directly from the ban?