Game of Destiny: This player is different

"It's all Qin Shisan's fault. It wasn't him who sent some strange news about Happy Superman. How could I be distracted!"

While he was complaining in his heart, his brain was running rapidly, thinking of ways to get out of trouble.

Soon, a thought flashed out of his mind.

How about... walking backwards?

So Fan Gao moved his right leg back first, and then stretched out his left leg after the sole of his foot stepped on the steps below.

Slowly, slowly, back and forth.

His attention was highly concentrated at this time, and his eyes were fixed on the front.

While holding the flashlight in one hand, the other hand took out his weapon.

As soon as the situation arises, attack immediately.

"It's okay, it's okay, just go back like this, and then find a way to get to the mission location."

Fan Gao kept comforting her in her heart.

Suddenly, he felt something touch the back of his neck.

"Who!"

Fan Gao, who was in the weird atmosphere, became extremely tense.

With a loud shout, he hurriedly turned around.

Nothing at all.

"Is it because I was too nervous to have an illusion?"

He glanced around suspiciously for a long time, but couldn't find it, so he had to turn back.

However, after a while, the neck was touched again.

"No, this feeling is very real, not an illusion."

Fan Gao thought very positively.

But I was worried that when I looked back, there was still nothing.

Wait, how about this?

He took out his smartphone and turned on the face-to-face camera mode.

When the feeling of touch appeared again, Fan Gao didn't turn around in a hurry.

Instead, he pointed the camera at himself.

It can be clearly seen on the cold light screen that there is a man in a security uniform with a blue face floating behind him.

The other party's feet were drooping, and the toes of the leather shoes were touching his neck one after another.

His hairs stood on end, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

Fan Gao forcibly suppressed the trembling in her heart, and slowly moved up the camera.

There was a deep strangulation mark on the man's neck, apparently hanged.

The swelling of the lungs caused by suffocation made the man's face extremely enlarged.

Tongue sticks out from the gaping mouth.

It's like a long tongue that was forcibly stuck in the middle of the mouth with 502.

Fan Gao noticed that the man's eyeballs on the screen, which almost popped out of their sockets, were always looking down at him.

Condescending, with a trace of resentment and pain.

It turns out...you've been staring at me.

Fan Gao didn't understand until now.

From the very beginning of the mission, he was being followed by ghosts.

He was even followed all the way.

Careless...

Tick, tick.

The saliva of the hanged ghost, dripping from the tongue.

Under Fan Gao's horrified gaze.

The protruding tongue began to extend and elongate, just like the Bai Wuchang in the ghosts and gods' legends, it became extremely long.

Immediately afterwards, the nearly one-meter-long tongue flicked and wrapped around Fan Gao's neck.

Oops!

The latter only felt a burst of cold piercing into the bone marrow, and his limbs felt like falling into an ice cave.

And the hanged ghost floating in the air shook his head back and forth.

The corners of the split mouth were almost bent to the base of the ears, and the protruding eyeballs revealed an imperceptible joy.

It seems that he wants to kill the human being in front of him impatiently, so that the other party can bear the pain he has suffered.

"Uh...!"

Fan Gao's neck was tightly entangled, and his body was gradually pulled up.

A strong sense of suffocation filled the chest cavity.

He had to throw away the flashlight to free one hand to catch his tongue.

The other hand held the weapon and swiped it back and forth.

It was a knuckle-like glove weapon.

[Name: Talon of Pollution]

【Type: Weapon】

【Quality: Excellent】

[Attack Power: General]

[Special effect: After hitting the target, it may cause poison attribute damage lasting 5 seconds]

[Equipment conditions: sensitivity greater than or equal to 5, strength greater than or equal to 5]

[Remarks: The material of the weapon seems to come from an Indochinese tiger that unfortunately drank water from the Ganges River, but the manufacturer has always denied it]

【Remarks: I am not clean anymore】

Although the attack distance is short, the special effects are good.

It is a weapon with obvious advantages and disadvantages.

I saw Fan Gao holding his tongue with his left hand, barely opening a gap for himself to breathe.

The right hand kept stabbing.

The sharp knuckles cut the hanged ghost's tongue into wounds.

A foul-smelling, cloudy liquid flowed out of it.

Even so, he still refused to let go, tightly entangled Fan Gao.

The two sides are stalemate and confrontation.

"It's not that easy to want my life!"

Fierceness flashed in Fan Gao's eyes, and his whole body exploded with energy.

His right hand was covered with a lot of spiritual energy, and he punched the hanged ghost straight in the face.

The latter felt like being struck by lightning, and the strength of his tongue dropped sharply.

Fan Gao took this opportunity to finally get a chance to breathe.

Turn around, break free from the restraints, and turn your feet from hanging to landing.

Subconsciously took a few steps back, ready to open the distance and fight again.

Suddenly, his back felt cold, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

Damn, I forgot I was still on the thirteenth step!

The air fell into dead silence at this moment.

Fan Gao swallowed, trembling and rolling her eyes to look at her feet.

Level [-], Level [-]... Level [-], Level [-]!

My right foot is stepping on the No.13 step!

A gust of cold air blew past, and dozens of pairs of icy and bone-chilling arms wrapped around Fan Gao's back.

In an instant, the ability to move was lost.

The whole person is like a sculpture, fixed in place and motionless.

Clang—clang—

The knuckle fell to the ground, and the crisp sound echoed in the stairs.

Fan Gao's arms hung down weakly, and he fell straight on the steps.

The body, which gradually lost its temperature, was dragged by the recovered hanged ghost to the third floor.

...

Outside the office square, an extremely dazzling flashlight beam swayed back and forth.

Looking from a distance, one can see that the man with the tactical flashlight has a yellow and round head.

"This is where the pointer is pointing."

That's right, it was Qin Nuo who came.

Following the instructions of the mission props, he walked all the way from the main entrance to the office square.

It stands to reason that the five players should go to different areas to find sealed items.

The player nicknamed Fan Gao has already arrived in the office square, so I should go elsewhere.

But Qin Nuo couldn't help it.

Because the pointer keeps pointing here.

"Well... If you meet teammates, try to keep the distance as much as possible, and the task limit will not be triggered."

After thinking for a while, he took a step towards the office building.

It can be seen that, in addition to holding a flashlight in his left hand and a Type 56 submachine gun on his shoulder.

The black and white photo frame was also held by Qin Nuo.

The man in the photo frame originally had a bitter face.

At this time, the expression was a little painful, and a little scared.

Showing a strong desire to escape...

Chapter 75

"Tiezhi, why do you still have a bitter face?"

Qin Nuo turned the black and white photo frame towards herself: "Smile like me. A boy who loves to laugh will not be too unlucky. You just don't love to laugh, so grandma will die."

The man in the photo frame looked at the squinting and smirking headgear, wanting to cry without tears.

You are the devil.

When someone's grandma dies, the grandson is still smiling.

In addition, my grandma was killed by you.

Coincidentally.

At first, Qin Nuo thought it was just an ordinary black and white framed photo.