Showbiz Escape

Chapter 58
The Greedy Monster may look like a bland, old-fashioned-to-die monster, but it's actually a peashooter.

It's still the kind of high-level pea shooter who can shoot three rows at a time.

At the very moment, when he realized that the opponent was about to launch an attack, Ye Lingchuan had already dodged in front of Wen Zhuo. He put the sickle across his chest with his backhand, and spun to block most of the cobblestones.

Even so, another part of the pebbles still rained down on him.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zhuo's reaction was far more aggressive than his. He even considered defense, but she was completely on the offensive.

She bypassed him, with a figure like lightning, and rushed forward facing the flying pebbles, approaching the greedy monster in three steps at a time, and pinched him to the ground by the neck.

When the monster fell to the ground, it made a heavy, muffled sound, like a dry wood stick that had been roasted out of moisture. Its shriveled mouth was still open, but it was quickly pierced by the handle of an antique knife turned upside down by Wen Zhuo, blocking it. The cobblestone that lived the follow-up launch.

In the process of stalemate with it, she finally found the right time, stabbed into its heart with a decisive knife, and took advantage of the left-handed movement, gouging out the whole heart.

... So the monster really turned into a dead tree trunk covered with jewels, and it didn't move anymore.

Ye Lingchuan stood beside her and sighed softly after witnessing all this: "Next time you want to act early, you should also tell me."

"Isn't it too late?"

"So does it hurt?"

Wen Zhuo asked calmly, "Then does it hurt?"

The two looked at each other for a while, rubbing their joints at the same time, feeling helpless to each other.

"It does hurt."

Humans are made of flesh, not steel and iron, and if they go head-to-head with cobblestones, can it not hurt?
"Here you are." Ye Lingchuan pointed to Wen Zhuo's forehead. Since the relationship between the two of them is rather embarrassing, he couldn't help rubbing it for her. "It seems to be hurt more than mine."

Wen Zhuo touched his forehead, and indeed, he could obviously feel a bulge without bleeding, but it was definitely red, swollen and hot, and it hurt to touch it casually.

She was speechless: "Accident, just an accident."

"It's a pity that this hotel doesn't have ice packs. We'll look for them later."

"No need, skin trauma, anyway, it will recover automatically after customs clearance." She waved her hand casually, "The most urgent thing is to go to room 404 to take a look."

And, first confirm the clues carried by the greedy monster.

The heart was stuck on her antique knife, the black and red sticky touch was still dripping dirty blood.

She bent down, used the floor of the corridor as a chopping board, and cut open the center of the heart with a knife blade. With the slight sound of "噗嗤", more blood splattered from the heart. keys.

It's the key to room 601.

She was about to wipe the blood off the keys with her own clothes, but Ye Lingchuan next to her pulled up his coat and motioned to her: "Use mine to wipe it."

She couldn't help laughing: "It's such a time, why should I pay attention to these things? My clothes are not very clean."

Even so, she thanked him for his kindness, and wiped her hands with the corner of his clothes by the way.

The two returned to the door of Room 404, and Wen Zhuo opened the door.

The key was inserted into the lock, and there was a soft "click". She pushed the door open and entered sideways cautiously.

As a result, at the moment when she fully walked into the room, the door suddenly closed automatically with a "bang", blocking Ye Lingchuan who had not had time to enter together, and the invisible impact even knocked him half a step back.

The door was locked, and he was separated from Wen Zhuo by inexplicable.

His face turned cold, and he was about to ask if Wenzhuo in the room was in danger, but the next second, something flew from far away from the other side of the corridor, and it fell on his feet impartially.

He looked down.

It was a human head, a rotting human head with blood glistening eyes and empty eyes.

In the slightly opened mouth of the human head, a dark blue flame ignited in an instant. It seemed that there was no temperature, but it quickly ignited the corridor carpet, and ashes flew.

"Wen Zhuo! Meet upstairs!"

He called her and had no choice but to run towards the stairs. Behind him, a curly-haired man in aristocratic attire, holding another human head in his hand, was rolling his scarlet eyes, chasing after him.

That was the furious monster that Wen Zhuo had seen in the mirror in room 510 before.

……

Wen Zhuo heard Ye Lingchuan's voice, and also heard the unusual noise made by the furious monster. Even though she couldn't get out and couldn't see the specific situation clearly, she could guess a thing or two.

The weak point of the furious monster is in the left eye, so shooting with a bow and arrow is naturally the most convenient, but the problem is that the bow and arrow are currently in her hands, and she can't get out yet.

She had to get the hints and props in this room before she could help Ye Lingchuan.

Without further ado, she immediately turned around and ran into the house, checked every corner with ease, and finally found a red ribbon under the pillow.

The red ribbon is about four fingers wide, silky like satin, and exudes a strange fragrance, I don't know what it is for.

She went to the mirror by the table, and bent over it as she had done in the previous room.

After a while, her image in the mirror began to become blurred, replaced by a very oil painting style picture.

The blond woman with snow-white skin and bright red lips was wearing only a thin gauze dress, from which she could see her beautiful body at a glance.

The big bed beneath her was comfortable and gorgeous, and she was obviously doing that kind of infinitely happy thing with countless naked handsome men.

She was covering the face of the man in front of her with the red ribbon in her hand, and the dagger in her right hand had pierced into the man's body, and the blood flowing out from the man's body, no more, no less, filled the crystal cup on the bed .

The lights were turned off, and Wen Zhuo waited quietly. When the room was lit up again, she saw a crystal cup on the table.

And the blond woman in the painting has already picked up the glass of wine filled with blood.

On the rim of the cup, there is a line of faintly glowing small characters, which read: [The fine wine of the gods]

She was silent for a while, put the crystal cup into her arms, and walked quickly to the door.

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Ye Lingchuan was in a life-and-death race with the furious monster in the building. He ran fast, and the monster chased him fast, and the blue flame spread even faster.

In other words, he had to keep a distance from the monster at this moment, and he had absolutely no chance or advantage in close combat.

No wonder the props need a bow and arrow, without a long-range weapon, it is impossible to hit it with one hit.

When he was struggling and fled all the way to the sixth floor, Wen Zhuo was also in a hurry, and rushed here following the sound.

Standing at the stairs at the other end of the sixth floor, she watched the flames almost engulfing half of the corridor. She was worried that the monster would be unfavorable to Ye Lingchuan, so she bent her bow and set her arrow in desperation, omitting even the aiming process, and the outline of the monster in the sea of ​​flames was just Shot it.

(End of this chapter)