Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1008
With a soft "ding", the elevator door slowly opened.

The fluorescent lamps flickered on the ceiling a few times, barely returning to a stable paleness.The surroundings were quiet, except for a slight touch when the elevator was fully retracted into the wall, there was no sound for several seconds.After a while, a ball-shaped thing rolled out of the elevator and slowly stopped not far from the door.

It looks like a white golf ball, but there is a lifelike eyeball drawn on one side; The body froze, pointed straight at the ceiling above, and never moved again.

Lin Sanjiu cursed secretly, knowing that he couldn't hide anymore; this kind of shape is undoubtedly a special prop.

She is hanging on a few hanging rings at the moment, her back is tightly pressed against the ceiling; there is no place to borrow strength on the original ceiling, but before she jumped up just now, she has used [the power of description] to borrow The hanging wires formed four rings that allowed her to stabilize her body.

She let go of her hand lightly, and was about to rush towards the elevator; from her perspective, she could only see the front half of the elevator, but no one could be seen—but as soon as her hands and feet left the rings, she couldn't help but startled.

Although she let go of her hand, her body was still "floating" below the ceiling, and she didn't even fall down at all.

Eh?what happened?

Shocked, Lin Sanjiu turned his eyes and landed on that "eyeball".It was still staring straight at her; it was obviously just a fake eyeball, but that gaze was fixed on her as if it were real——

and many more.

She suddenly reacted.

Could this gaze have the effect of pinning people down?

She struggled hard several times, but still remained motionless, as if someone had firmly stuck it to the ceiling with a large piece of adhesive tape.It has been a few seconds since the eyeball rolled out, and the person in the elevator might do something to her at any moment——after thinking about it, she hastily raised her voice and shouted: "You have heard of the 300-way ?"

Lin Sanjiu's voice fell in the corridor, but her body did not.The fake eyeball was still staring straight at her, and within the scope covered by its "gaze", even her slightly longer hair was fluttering, gently pressing against the ceiling.

Could it be that she has already used the 300 route on this person once?

When she just thought of this, unexpectedly, the elevator door slowly closed again—from the beginning to the end, she has not been able to see any figure inside.

The numbers on the display suddenly moved.

The number slowly jumped from "2-4" to "2-1"—at this moment, Lin Sanjiu understood completely: there was no one in the elevator just now.

The guy on the 2-1 floor intentionally put an eyeball in the elevator and sent it up again.But did that person just use it to detect the environment out of caution; or did he know she was here long ago, so he just used his eyeballs to deal with her?

The man didn't give Lin Sanjiu much time to think about it, and then, the number on the display screen of the elevator jumped again. "2-1" jumped to "2-2", and the arrow was still going up steadily; until a "ding", the elevator door slowly opened again.

Before the people inside stepped out of the elevator door, the faint and loud music sounded from the elevator.The man seemed to be listening to music with headphones on, the volume was turned up extremely high, and the sound leaked out, accompanied by his out-of-tune humming, and his attitude was unbelievably relaxed.

Now the 300 road is useless!
Lin Sanjiu was angry and anxious, seeing the thick-haired head stepped out of the elevator, his eyes seemed to fall on the eyeballs not far away, and stopped humming the tune in his mouth—then, the head He raised his head in the direction his eyes were pointing.

"...you are actually hiding on the ceiling," Tan Zhang looked at her a little surprised, because he was still wearing earphones, and his voice was so loud that he didn't know it: "Where did those hanging rings come from?"

How could it be him?
Is Tan Zhang related to 12 personalities?

Lin Sanjiu suppressed her surprise, and stared at him closely, a card emerged from her clenched hand.

The gaze of the eyeballs only fixed her position, but could not completely restrict her movements, at least her fingers could be stretched and curled.There is a way, maybe it can be released...but it will definitely scare the snake; once Tan Zhang is reminded, after she falls from the ceiling, he may not be able to catch him.What's more, Lin Sanjiu was not very sure about the method he thought of, so he could only hold his breath and wait quietly for him to take a few steps closer to him.

"You really stayed," Tan Zhang sighed, but refused to go any closer, "For the puppeteer? I really don't understand, isn't this the same as sending yourself to the tiger's mouth?"

Lin Sanjiu couldn't help frowning.

"It's unlucky for you to fall into my hands." Tan Zhang lowered his head again, and took out something like a small funnel out of nowhere - the funnel was transparent, as if made of glass , but there are some purple-black traces condensed on the wall.

"If you have any last words to say, let's say it now. Oh, yes, you can talk, and I can read lip shapes." Tan Zhang smiled at her and nodded his lips when he said this.

For some reason, this action struck Lin Sanjiu's mind like lightning; a sentence came out almost immediately: "You are 12!"

"Tan Zhang" shrugged.

"Even if you see it, you still don't score," he calmly tapped the small funnel in his hand, and the funnel shook suddenly, shaking tremblingly as if alive. "After all, I didn't try to pretend at all just now... You can't move anyway, so I might as well save some effort."

Like a shark smelling blood, the glass bucket slowly protruded its "head" from the edge of 12's tiger's mouth; Lin Sanjiu smelled like it.

"I...I don't feel so good,"

Lin Sanjiu whispered word by word, allowing the other party to see the change of his mouth clearly: "I feel very uncomfortable..."

12 raised his eyebrows—before he had time to respond, with a "poof" in the air, a large amount of blood turned into a fine blood mist and floated thickly, as if sprayed from a fire extinguisher. in the air.In the misty bright red, the figure on the ceiling seemed to twitch her fingers a few times, and then her belly suddenly opened, and large black shadows fell down with a clatter.

The eyeballs may have been stained by blood, and they lost their vision; those black shadows fell heavily on the ground, and finally made it clear that they were all internal organs, intestines, and minced meat, and 12 was splashed with blood all over his body.

Lin Sanjiu is like a pig that has been disemboweled, all the organs and blood in the belly have come out, leaving only a skin bag hanging on the ceiling - no one can recover from such an injury. can live.

12's eyes widened, even the blood on his face could not hide his shock.Just as he hurriedly took a few steps and looked up, he suddenly froze and took a deep breath: "That's not right!"

Even the internal organs fell off, why is the person still on the ceiling?

It was too late for him to say these two words.Just as he opened his mouth, the figure on the ceiling suddenly opened his eyes, and all the blood and broken flesh disappeared, only a long shadow wrapped in a sharp wind rushed towards him fiercely—Lin Sanjiu's hand While [cosplay lovers visited the funeral parlor today] was restored to card form, [Tornado Whip] in the other hand turned into a wind dragon again and rolled downward.

The eyeballs were immediately wrapped by the wind, jumped over the guardrail, and fell into the depths of the spaceship.

However, because Lin Sanjiu could barely move his wrist and couldn't perfectly control the wind direction, plus 12, he reacted in time; when the wind just picked up, he turned around hastily, rushed towards the elevator, and slapped Opening the elevator door—Lin Sanjiu's feet fell to the ground with a "boom", and he also scrambled into the elevator.

Lin Sanjiu grabbed a wire from the ceiling and threw it towards the elevator with her backhand; she used so much force that she could make a dent even in the metal—but the elevator door was finally opened before she could catch it. Before it was completely closed, the arrow on the display flashed downward.

　Well, the title and text of the anti-theft chapter finally did not match once.I changed it to "Death is Tragic", and you don't need to re-download to know the new title...

　
(End of this chapter)