Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

A wolf in sheep's clothing has sneaked into the flock of sheep.

The wolf was secretly delighted, thinking that he was the only hunter.

Until one day, it discovered a tiger mixed in with the flock of sheep.

The wolf was scared because it couldn't beat the tiger.

So, how does it defeat the tiger?

The best way is not to look for an opportunity to confront the tiger head-on, but to lure a tiger away.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. When two tigers fight and both are injured, the wolf becomes the final winner...

……

The pale face was stained with blood, blooming like a flower. He was like a beautiful, man-eating devil from hell, weird and alluring.

The ghost was perfectly replicated, even his expression was exactly the same as his.

It's like looking in a mirror.

Wang Zi stepped forward and stood in front of Zeng Jiandong.

In the silent corridor, silent murderous aura was moving madly, making people feel suffocated.

"Wow——" The blue will-o'-the-wisp began to go out from 'his' side and spread to Wang Zi's side.

After a few seconds of silence in the dark space, the whistling of the wind was heard.

The two figures overlapped with the same speed and fighting style, inseparable.

The head rolled over from the other side of the aisle and hit Zeng Jiandong's feet.

He looked down, and was met with a pair of eyes staring at him in the darkness.

"what!"

He was so frightened that he cried out, his mouth trembled, he stepped back repeatedly, and then collapsed on the ground.

After recovering from his shock, Zeng Jiandong swallowed and glanced at the head again.

He was suddenly terrified when he thought about it, and goosebumps broke out all over his body.

It was the head of a woman, he couldn't remember her name, but she must be someone in the team.

The long hair was stained with blood, and the coagulated blood and hair turned into clumps, covering the bloodless face.

Her neck was torn off abruptly, with a not-so-long pipe still attached to it. Her eyes were bulging and almost falling out.

terrible……

Breaking a person's neck without any tools, this kind of strength is simply not something a human can possess...

He suddenly recalled the scene where the young man easily dealt with two ghosts, and suddenly felt relieved.

Zeng Jiandong raised his head and looked towards the aisle in front of him.

I couldn't see anything, but the sound of fighting kept reaching my ears, and it seemed like the fight was intense.

Trying to reduce his presence as much as possible, he suppressed his nausea and sat next to the head.

……

There is no doubt about it, this ghost can even completely replicate the thinking ability.

Wang Zi stretched out his hand to accurately block his attacking fist, and the knife he retaliated with was also dodged neatly.

This battle is like two selves fighting each other, neither advancing nor retreating.

Even the time to stop in the middle was calculated to the minute.

But these were not the things that bothered Wang Zi. What bothered him was that his blood was always rubbed onto his hands and clothes.

Not only is it disgustingly smelly, it's also dirty.

Wang Zi made a "tsk" sound, turned over and stepped back a few steps.

The boy glanced at the replica in front of him with cold disdain, frowned slightly, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Can you talk? Chat?"

I saw Wang Zi on the other side also had a cold face and replied in the same voice:

"no talking."

"..."

The air around the boy instantly solidified into ice chips, tinged with a hint of anger.

He suddenly grinned, looking particularly playful.

"boom--!"

Zeng Jiandong was startled by the loud noise in front of him and he jumped up.

I squinted my eyes and looked over there, but couldn't see anything.

Just as he was staring hard to look for it, the will-o'-the-wisp fires around him suddenly lit up.

Under the dim blue light, two figures appeared on the stone wall.

Zeng Jiandong's heart skipped a beat and he quickly looked to see which was the ghost and which was the human.

Before he could figure out what was going on, the young man's pleasant voice rang out from the empty surroundings, filled with madness and terrifying anger.

"Huh? You fake..."

Wang Zi's right hand, which was stained with blood, fiercely grabbed the head of 'Wang Zi Ghost' and pressed it against the wall, creating a hole.

Those beautiful pupils were sparkling with blood.

"What are you so arrogant about?"