No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Under Li Rusong's human skin mask, Su Che had an extremely sinister expression on his face. Against the background of the paper mourning clothes, he was holding a chainsaw that kept turning with a low roar, white brains and minced meat sticking together with coagulated blood. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a normal person.

"You damn guy looks more like a cultist than me, do you have the guts to say that?" the hook-nosed middle-aged man hissed at the top of his lungs.

"You fart." There was a warm smile on Su Che's face, but in the eyes of the middle-aged man with a hooked nose, there was a malicious smile, "I, Su, am a good person, as if I were fake."

"Hehe." The middle-aged man with the hooked nose sneered twice.

The atmosphere in the dark and narrow cabin changed again and again, and the strange black mist spread around, "You can be a good person with such a crazy look, am I not a law-abiding and good citizen? Don't say these things, die !"

Under the hoarse voice, the painful screams and mournful wailing in the strange black mist echoed in the small and dark cabin.

One after another, two-legged ghosts crawled over from the aisles extending in all directions in the dark cabin, followed by the drowned ghost covered in blue moss and the red-clothed ghost named Blood Shadow of Ghost Harbor.

"Strange, why didn't this hateful guy step on the flowing blood but was not found by its curse? It's not right, I saw him trigger a curse in the monitoring of the captain's room at that time, and even the killer in his hand The pig's knives are all cracked! What the hell is he wearing under his feet?" The hooked-nosed middle-aged man's brow tightened, and he glanced down to see the plastic wrap that Su Che put on his shoes, and he was suddenly full of doubts.

Su Che stepped forward with a fast-rotating chainsaw in his hand, the sharp cutting chain skimmed through the permeating black mist, his screams of pain and mournful wailing were crushed to pieces by the deep roar of the chainsaw.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh..." The middle-aged man with hooked nose let out a scream, his sinister face was twisted in pain by the cutting of the chainsaw, and the corners of his mouth twitched and he said, " What kind of chainsaw do you have?"

Su Che raised the chainsaw and thought for a while, "It's just an ordinary chainsaw... Hey, don't run away, you haven't finished eating the chainsaw home delivery, why are you running?"

Just when Su Che was about to swing the chainsaw again, the hooked-nosed middle-aged man who had merged into the strange black mist had already fled. It is estimated that he would never forget the chainsaw in Su Che's hand in his life.

Swinging the chainsaw, the two crawling ghosts were sawed high, and the stinky blood was scattered, and the two ghosts turned into black smoke and dissipated while roaring unwillingly.

"Catch up." Su Che issued an order to the two female ghosts.

The hook-nosed middle-aged man's trick of blending into the black mist is like adding wings to a tiger in the dark cabin aisle. If you don't check carefully, you can't find him at all under the premise that he is determined to escape.

"Brother, the man with the gap appeared in the surveillance on the third floor of the cabin, he is about to reach the bottom of the cabin!" Long Wenhua's voice rang through the receiver.

Through the monitoring of the captain's room, what Su Che did was clearly presented in the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room. They only wanted to say four words about Su Che's behavior of chasing the cult members hidden in the ghost ship to the sky and to the ground.

That is: well done.

"Seeing this, I suddenly felt that the cult members who were persecuted by King Bi are a bit pitiful. What's the matter? King King should give him a good reward. Saw off his forehead, and it's over."

"We don't need to talk about morals with him when dealing with cult members, just go up and fuck him and it's over, Ollie!"

"......"

Su Che was unaware of the ridicule from the audience in the live broadcast room, and Long Wenhua's next sentence made him chase the hooked-nosed middle-aged man even faster.

"Brother, something big happened. The time flow rate of the monitoring monitor is obviously wrong. It is already eleven o'clock in the evening of the second day, and it will soon enter the third day. The blood flowing outside the door is getting louder and louder. It is Hit the cling film you blocked the door!"

The short-distance sprint skill was fully used, and Su Che's figure ran wildly in the narrow and dark cabin aisle, leaving behind him blood spatters, and it was only after Su Che's figure ran away that it slowly fell to the ground .

The pale-faced female ghost appeared in the cabin aisle, holding the headless ghost baby in her arms. The scarlet eyes all around were flickering, the mooring blood and tears, and the emotions of hatred and resentment broke out at the same time, and its figure disappeared from the dark cabin aisle out of thin air.

In the next second, the hooked-nosed middle-aged man who was fleeing desperately was in a bad mood, and suddenly opened a scarlet eye in the strange black mist, and the eyes that flashed from all directions completely enveloped him.

"Did you see my child? He was lost for a long time...a long time...did you see him?" The ghost with a pale face and empty eyes dripped blood and tears The sinister eyes of a middle-aged man with a hooked nose.

Just at this time, the cries of the headless ghost baby sounded at the same time, and the sharp and ear-piercing cries made the hooked-nosed middle-aged man dizzy and slightly absent-minded.

The web woven by the scarlet eyes has engulfed him.

Chapter 250 Uncle Wei's body seems to have only one layer of skin

"Are you running? Why didn't you run away?" Su Che picked up the chainsaw and found the middle-aged man with hooked nose who was trapped in the big net woven by scarlet eyes.

But the middle-aged man with hooked nose who was trapped in the big net woven by scarlet eyes showed a strange smile, "It has come out, it has started, no one can escape! Everyone will die!"

The sinister face collided with the scarlet eyes, allowing the scarlet eyes to spread on the body, one by one scarlet eyes opened from the middle-aged man with the hooked nose.

It seemed that due to the erosion of intense pain, the voice of the hooked-nosed middle-aged man became a little trembling, "You are all dead!"

As soon as the words fell, the scarlet eyes had completely occupied the upper body of the middle-aged man with the hooked nose. Suddenly, a roaring dark grimace rushed out from the chest of the middle-aged man with the hooked nose, sticky blood and broken internal organs Spraying wildly, the big net woven by the scarlet eyes set off like hell.

But at this moment, the blood shadow of Ghost Harbor emerged from the blood flowing on the ground again, and the hand with no skin and only muscle fibers popped out, piercing through the big net woven by scarlet eyes, and hooked the middle-aged man with a hooked nose. The man pierced through ruthlessly, and a hideous ghost was pulled out from the body of the middle-aged man with the hooked nose. He tore it into pieces without even looking at it, and chewed and swallowed it.

"No!" The hooked-nosed middle-aged man hissed loudly. The viscous blood and shattered internal organs quickly weathered and shriveled. After a while, there were bursts of rotten stench, and the corpse fluid flowed horizontally, as if he had been dead for a long time.

The iron hook on the right hand fell off the bare arm and fell on the floor of the cabin, making a muffled bang.

The hideous ghost of the middle-aged man with hooked nose floated in the blood, his head turned 180 degrees, and the dark pupils that occupied the entire eye sockets reflected Su Che's cold and suffocating human skin mask.

"Head grabbing?" Su Che stared at the ghostly shadow floating in the blood, and mercilessly swept the chainsaw in his hand towards it.

The blood shadow of Guigang still stared at Su Che, slowly sank into the flowing blood, and disappeared without a trace.

The scarlet eyes of the female ghost with a pale face were easily pierced by the blood shadow of Guigang, and her figure became much more illusory. Tears of blood dripped from her dark eyes, and she swayed gently with a headless ghost baby in her arms, and slipped into the dark aisle.

"Did you see my child? He was lost for a long time...a long time...did you see him?" The malicious murmur lasted for a long, long time. Echoes in the narrow dark passage.

It wasn't until the illusory figure of the pale-faced female ghost completely disappeared that Zhang Yi, who was holding a long-handled black umbrella, arrived belatedly, and the huge mouth full of fangs lingered for a while before hiding under the umbrella.

After receiving the long-handled black umbrella from Zhang Yi, watching her figure in a black dress slowly disappear, Su Che carried the chainsaw and prepared to return to the captain's cabin.

"Xiaolong, has the captain's blood flowing outside seeped into the room?" Su Che asked Long Wenhua, who was in the captain's room, watching the monitor closely through the old-fashioned functional phone.

Long Wenhua's tone was a little weak, "The blood flowing outside the door was almost smashing the door, but at the moment the man with the gap was killed by the blood shadow of Guigang in the surveillance, the movement outside the door suddenly disappeared, not only that, Those two ghosts have all disappeared. By the way, brother, the blood is flowing back into the ball hall!"

"The dance hall? That pool of blood! Could it be that the red-clothed ghost that is stirring the blood-colored steel wire is hiding in that pool of blood?" Su Che's mind suddenly appeared when he pushed open the door of the dance hall. The picture in my eyes, "Xiaolong, has the time displayed on the monitor become normal now?"

Long Wenhua was silent for a moment, and a voice that could not conceal his fear came from the receiver, "Damn it, the time that was beating wildly just now has stopped, it is now [-]:[-] in the morning of the third day, three days and two nights have passed like this gone?"

"How could the past be so simple, that red-clothed ghost finally appeared!" Su Che's mind was full of thoughts, the blood shadow of Guigang floating in his blood just now did not choose to conflict with him, obviously he was aware of this Another terrifying red-clothed ghost appeared on a ghost ship.

It is very likely that the blood shadow of the ghost port is looking for the ghost ship red ghost that appeared.

"The man with the gap was killed by the blood shadow in the ghost port, and the layers of mystery shrouded in this ghost ship are even more clueless. Should we go to the dance hall to find two red-clothed ghosts head-on, or wait for the last few hours to pass, Play by ear after completing the task?" Su Che thought carefully.

It is obviously not Su Che's style to sit and wait for death. When he pulls the power lever of the chainsaw, a deep roar can be heard, bringing a bone-chilling cold terror.

He gritted his teeth, "Done!"

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As the violent movement outside the captain's room stopped, the tense nerves of the members of the Ghost Story Association and Long Wenhua relaxed.

"Old K, what should we do now? The cult member Rift Man who was hiding on the ghost ship and making troubles has died at the hands of Blood Shadow in Ghost Harbor. There are only a few hours left. The three days and two nights trip that the president said To end, shall we continue to stay in the captain's cabin, or go out and meet the president?" Fatty Qian approached Kuang Cheng to raise his doubts.

Through the monitoring of the captain's room, everyone can see that the blood flowing back from the entire ship has approached the ball hall on the tenth floor of the cabin. The drowned ghost covered in blue moss and the ghost floating in the blood , heading to the ballroom.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the ghost in red on the ghost ship is about to appear, especially Kuang Cheng, who was attacked by the curse left in his blood by the ghost in red. If you step in, you might die for no apparent reason.

After thinking about it, he couldn't make up his mind, "Let's ask the president, I don't know."

At this time, Long Wenhua was pointing at the monitoring screen with his mobile phone, presenting Su Che's blurred figure in the live broadcast room.

"Those who sought skin with tigers were eventually killed by tigers, and the cultists who hid on the cruise ship Jianghai No. 422 and made troubles will inevitably die at the hands of ghosts."

"Bi Wang has been climbing the stairs with a chainsaw, where does he want to go?"

"Isn't that simple? It must be that King Wang saw that the flesh around his mouth was robbed of his head by the ghostly Hong Kong blood shadow that suddenly appeared. Dare to snatch the king's head, Guigang Xueying really doesn't know how to write the word death!"

"..."

Kuang Cheng told Long Wenhua about his difficult decision. Hearing Kuang Cheng's concerns, Long Wenhua immediately contacted Su Che via mobile phone, "Brother, shall we stay in the captain's cabin now, or go out and meet you?"

"Don't run around in the captain's room. I'm here to find you. It's very dangerous on board now. It's terrifying when two red-clothed ghosts fight each other!" Su Che's voice came from the phone.

Long Wenhua looked at Su Che who was carrying a chainsaw on the surveillance screen and walked towards the dance hall on the tenth floor of the cabin, and complained in his heart, "You said it was dangerous, I think you obviously want to rush into the dance hall and start killing!"

After complaining, Long Wenhua turned around and shrugged, "Brother said that the ship is very dangerous now, let us wait quietly in the captain's cabin and wait for him to come."

"Hey...Uncle Wei, why are you looking at us with that look?"

Reminded by Long Wenhua's voice, everyone in the Ghost Story Association turned their heads to look at Uncle Wei who had not heard anything for a long time.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

At this time, Uncle Wei lowered his head, almost down to his thighs, and he stared at the captain's room with a strange posture, his eyes were full of malice.

Puff.

The drooping head fell to the ground and rolled to Xiao Tiantian's feet with a grunt. Xiao Tiantian's soft voice made everyone in the captain's room shudder, "Uncle Wei...Uncle Wei's body...is like Just a layer of skin...no skeleton or muscle at all..."

Chapter 250: Is This Thing a Ghost?

Su Che raised the chainsaw and knocked open the door of the ballroom. The blood that flowed from the ballroom to the entire ship had completely flowed back.

The air became very thick, and there was always a lingering smell of blood lingering in the nostrils. His vision was obscured and blurred, as if he was in a thick fog where he couldn't see his fingers.

"Sure enough, the changes in the ballroom are definitely brought about by that red-clothed ghost."

These are two red-clothed ghosts without ghosts, or the ghost port and the ghost ship Jianghai No. 422 cruise ship are their ghosts.

The space in the dance hall was filled with blood mist, and the visibility was extremely low. He could only see a distance of three or four meters in front of him.

"Uncle Wei... Uncle Wei's body... seems to be only a layer of skin... there is no skeleton or muscle inside..."

Xiao Tiantian's soft voice appeared on the earpiece of the functional phone, followed by a suppressed commotion. Su Che slowed down and asked Long Wenhua on the other side of the phone repeatedly, "Xiaolong, what's going on with you, Wei?" What happened, sir?"

"I don't know, brother! Uncle Wei seems to have only a layer of skin left, his head... his head is also empty..." Long Wenhua said nervously Tell Su Che what happened in the captain's room at this time.

"Only a layer of skin left?" Su Che's eyes became strange, "The ghost port blood shadow has no skin covering its whole body, only the red flesh and tendons left, Mr. Wei... Could it be the ghost port?" blood shadow?"

With frivolous eyebrows, Su Che quickly overturned this conclusion, "Before Uncle Wei died, the blood shadow of Guigang appeared, so it is impossible for Uncle Wei to be the blood shadow of Guigang..."

"Uncle Wei, besides only a layer of skin, is there anything else abnormal?" Su Che continued to ask Long Wenhua on the other side of the phone.

Long Wenhua was silent for a long time before replying in a panic, "Blood... The turbid blood came out from Uncle Wei's skin... However, the turbid blood that flowed from Uncle Wei's skin For the time being, the blood cannot flow into the range of light from your paper lamp!"

Hearing this, Su Che heaved a sigh of relief, "That's good, you stay in the range of the paper lamp and wait for me, play by ear, if it really doesn't work, run away with the paper lamp, let's keep in touch and don't interrupt!"

After the call was over, the blood mist in front of his eyes continued to fill, and suppressed roars and fighting sounds came from all directions. Su Che guessed that the drowned ghost brought on board by the blood shadow of the ghost port and the two ghosts in the ball hall were fighting.

Behind him, the door that Su Che broke open just now was gradually submerged in the blood mist. The further he walked, the denser the blood mist filled, and the bloody smell that shrouded his nostrils became more pungent.

The chainsaw in his hand was booming, the cutting chain was constantly turning, making a creaking sound, and a terrifying aura emanated. During this journey, not a single ghost dared to trouble Su Che.

It really is an existence more terrifying than ghosts.

Passing through the blood fog, Su Che silently counted the distance he had traveled. Compared with the first time he entered the ball hall before, he is now about to reach the center of the hall.

The blood mist here has become extremely viscous, and even condensed into blood droplets, falling down.

call out--

The bloody steel wire disappeared in a flash, and the sharp howling sound of cutting the air suddenly sounded. Su Che raised the chainsaw subconsciously to resist, but soon discovered that the target of this bloody steel wire was not himself.

Looking forward through the thick blood-colored mist, in the hazy vision, there seemed to be a large black shadow that was cut in two from the waist at the same time as the blood-colored steel wire screamed sharply.