I play the horror world as a development game

"After all, Dr. Luo Ze's ghost is not the one who fights, but the one who saves people. You have played a great role and are much more valuable than our gold."

Luo Ze smiled slightly: "That's right, then I'll leave first, and leave this place to you."

Luo Ze turned around to leave, but Mo Yan looked at the corpse on the ground, but continued to speak.

"Besides, if I remember correctly, the ghost in Dr. Luo Ze's body is only dangerous."

"It can be said that most of the half-ghosts here are stronger than you."

Mo Yan stared at Luo Ze's back, and said softly, "It's more contagious than you..."

Dr. Lozer stopped in his tracks.

Turning around, he smiled slightly: "Yes."

Under the flickering lights, Luo Ze's handsome face became rotten and covered with corpse spots...

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The atmosphere was silent for a second.

The next moment, the ghost gun in Mo Yan's hand directly attacked and killed.

Amidst the howling sound, the weird bullet hit Dr. Luo Ze's forehead!

===Chapter 912 The Blood Tree Grows in Desperation and Fear===

boom! ! !

A ghostly howl sounded suddenly, and with the tyrannical ghost power penetrating through, a wall was pierced, and blood sprayed on the wall.

Luo Ze blinked, looked down at the pierced palm, and the pierced chest, blood was flowing out.

He raised his head and smiled slightly: "This is the power of Ghost Gun."

As soon as the sound fell, the second bullet was fired.

Luo Ze turned his head to avoid it suddenly, and the bullet passed through his forehead. Although he avoided the blown head, his skull still cracked and a lot of blood flowed out.

"Have you ever experienced despair? Come on, I'll take you there!"

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Luo Zesen smiled, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

Mo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and chased after him with a ghost gun.

In the corridor, two figures flitted quickly,

But soon, Mo Yan chased after him, and using the power of the ghost gun in his hand, he shot Luo Ze out.

When he hit the wall, a large bloody hole appeared in his abdomen.

Mo Yan walked up with a cold mask: "Doctor Luo Ze, you are a rare talent, but unfortunately, your wonderful life is over here."

Luo Ze's face was twisted, and a serious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Mo Yan, I also feel sorry for you."

"You are human, you cannot be infected, you are destined to die here!"

Mo Yan's expression changed.

It was only then that they realized that there were figures walking out of the surrounding ruins.

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It's not so much a human, it's better to say it's a corpse, its body was gnawed and mutilated, but it stared at Mo Yan like a zombie, eyes full of greed.

A small team that came down with him had corpses scattered in every corner.

completely annihilated.

Now he is the only one left!

Looking at the faces of several of his subordinates, Mo Yan's heart was complicated, and he still held the ghost gun tightly in his hand.

Whoa!

At this time, the ground visibly vibrated, Mo Yan's face moved, and he suddenly stepped back a few steps, and then saw a root beard knocking open the tiles from under the floor, and drilled out.

In the moment of astonishment, a large hole was suddenly opened in the floor, and a blood-colored plant continued to grow up, penetrated the ceiling, and grew to the third floor of the building!

On the penetrated floors, countless roots are like tentacles, spreading out along the reinforced concrete.

The roots turn each floor into a frame, and the most backbone plants are blood-colored, with rhizomes and rhizomes, the skin is transparent, and they wriggle regularly.

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It's like all the organs of the human body are connected to form a life system that releases powerful vitality!

Mo Yan froze in place, even his eyes widened.

"What is this?"

"This is the necessary foundation for the integration of the two civilizations."

Luo Ze lay there, his body drenched in blood, his eyes were fixed on the blood tree, and his eyes were filled with majestic ambition.

"Civilization invasion... You really are still thinking about it!" Mo Yan clenched his teeth.

Then he raised his gaze, and found Qi Yan and Gui Nan among the walking dead.

They exuded a powerful ghostly aura, and the ferocious corpse spots showed that the contract owner had been killed, and the out-of-control ghost in his body took control of his body.

Qi Yan casually threw the shadow on the ground.

He was spitting blood.

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The eight-armed ghost puppet on the back of the ghost has been torn apart, a large hole has been pierced in the abdomen, and there are injuries of various degrees.

He looked at Qi Yan twitchingly, and said with a trembling voice, "The situation is completely out of control..."

"Mo Yan, we should wait for support."

Puchi! !

As soon as he finished speaking, a root suddenly stabbed down, penetrated the shadow's body, and raised it high.

Shadow grasped the roots with both hands, and screamed vigorously: "Damn thing, ugly half-ghost..."

Before he finished speaking, the shadow's body was torn apart, blood sprayed down, and then his body was swallowed by the blood tree little by little.

"Those who are not half-ghosts can only be eaten as nutrients."

Luo Ze stood up dragging his bloody body, and Sen looked at Mo Yan with a smile: "Mo Yan, it's a pity that you are not one of us."

"You and your ghost gun just made a promise, didn't you sign a contract?"

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Ghost Man and Qi Yan walked out of the crowd and walked towards Mo Yan step by step, the playfulness of hunting was revealed in their eyes.

Looking at the subordinates who died tragically around...

Looking at the ghost man and Qi Yan who were killed by his own contract ghost...

Looking at the shadow of a little bit of the body being swallowed...

A cold feeling spread from the soles of the feet to the top of the head.

"Is this the feeling of despair..."

Mo Yan took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and when he lit one, he found that his palms were trembling violently.

He understood that this was the body's instinctive fear.

Fear of death.

He tried his best to light a cigarette for himself and took a deep breath. When he exhaled the cigarette, the fear in Mo Yan's heart gradually disappeared.

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Then, he took out another photo from his clothes.

In the photo, a group photo of my family, the smiles are so sunny and happy...

Holding the photo tightly, Mo Yan trembled, with the last frenzy: "It would be too aggrieved to just die like this."

"How can I be worthy of my position if I don't pull the back of one or two groups of S?"

Mo Yan spit out a mouthful of blood, stared at the approaching Ghost Man and Qi Yan, and grinned vigorously.

With an angry roar, Mo Yan poured the last bit of ghost power into the ghost gun, and pointed the black muzzle at the two of them.

"bring it on!!"

boom! !

The howling bullets were ejected, but they didn't hit Gui Nan and Qi Yan, but beat Mo Yan's head into a rotten watermelon.

Fragments and plasma were scattered all over the ground, and Mo Yan's body stood there, shook twice, and fell into the ruins.

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That weird ghost gun didn't have any effect. Instead, it shone with blood, releasing more black matter, spreading from the arm to the torso.

gradually,

The ghost gun occupied Mo Yan's headless corpse, took control of the body, and was no longer limited to one arm!

In the strange atmosphere, the headless corpse stood up stiffly, its upper body was covered with black matter, like a parasite, fused with flesh and blood.

That right arm has completely turned into a ghost in the shape of a gun!

From top to bottom, there was a strong killing atmosphere, like a killing machine!

"As I told you, the source of infection can infect all half-ghosts, no matter how strong the resistance is."

Luo Ze stroked the roots of the blood tree, and looked at the headless corpse in puzzlement: "You are a smart person, why do you still believe in the ghost gun in your hand at the last moment?"

"Maybe I've misread it."

As he said that, he trampled the family photo in the ruins...

===Chapter 913 is not an accidental visitor===

half an hour ago.

Inside the villa in the villa, the night wind outside the window is bleak and cool, the heating is turned on in the lobby, and quiet pure music is playing, which makes people relax physically and mentally.

Qin Yushi lay on the sofa and took a little rest.

On the sofa in the hall, Luo Xi sat there, watching TV intently, holding a large push of sweets in her hand.

Tick ​​ring.

At this time, the landline on the other side rang.

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Qin Yushi woke up, picked up the phone, and said to Qing Shan beside him, "Old Fang and the others are here."

Hearing this, on Luoxi's right hand, the blood-eyed ghost quickly opened one eye: "Is there any information about him?"

"I don't know, but Mr. Fang must be here for something at this time."

Qin Yushi put on a windbreaker and left the hall to pick up Mr. Fang.

Qingshan got up, went to the room and pulled out Tong Yao, who was having a good time playing games: "Mr. Fang is here, and he may have to assign new tasks."

Tong Yao was speechless: "It's so annoying, I want a vacation, when will I have a vacation?"

Qingshan adjusted his glasses, and said the same words: "Under special circumstances, follow the organization's arrangements."

"The blind man was injured so badly that he didn't rest."

"Where did he go? Didn't he say that he was arranged to go to the high-level and report the situation?"

"I heard from the people in the informant department that the high-level executives haven't seen him for a long time?"

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Seeing Qingshan turn off the computer, Tong Yao threw the game controller aside, leaned on Qingshan's shoulder, and asked casually.

"I don't know, that guy is always mysterious and invisible, just get used to it."

Aoyama didn't care and walked out of the room.