No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"How many people died in the Hell Train?" Su Che thought to himself. The disappearances of the subway line [-] he found on the Internet were extremely limited. Most of the passengers who had come into contact with the Hell Train appeared in a coma the next day. On the first subway train, so there should not be many people who really died on the hell train.

But along the way, the unmanned platform with a thick layer of blood on the ground, the large blood stains on the tunnel wall, and the endless cemetery on both sides of the track just now, are silently telling the fact that they died on the hell train. There are definitely a lot of people on it.

"Quick, quick, quick!" The Fool's voice became extremely anxious, his left abdomen was suddenly cut open with a huge wound by the blood-stained bone-chopping knife that penetrated the hermit's body, and even his intestines flowed out.

Su Che pondered for a moment.

bang bang bang...

The Type 54 pistol was aimed at the hermit and emptied the entire magazine, and the hot bullet penetrated into the hermit's body, bursting a few blood flowers, but the hermit continued to output crazily at the fool like a normal person.

"The special bullets are useless, are you sure you're still a ghost?" Su Che retracted his pistol, took the butcher's knife, and slashed at the hermit.

Chapter 550

At this moment, the strange thing that surrounded the hermit and the fool blocked the way for Su Che and his party to support the fool.

"Die, you despicable foreign passengers are going to die here." The old man said maliciously.

Su Che suddenly suggested, "Ah, can we have a discussion, old man, why don't you kill that weird guy who stabbed you first, and then let's have a showdown?"

"..." The old man said that he had split open.

Trembling with anger, he pointed at Su Che, "You, the first to die!"

The strange things in the dark red house seemed endless, they crawled out of the big pool of blood all over the place, and rushed towards Su Che in a swarm, performing ghost sea tactics.

The pig-killing knife slashed down in the air, reflecting a large swath of light as cold as water, and the reddish mist clings to the blade, chopping the monsters that came one by one into two, connecting them into pieces of black Smoke curled up.

"There is no entity at all. The butcher's knife is like cutting the air, and Deng Butcher, who turned into a red-clothed ghost, doesn't appear to have touched other ghosts." Su Che discovered something unusual.

The silver-white metal at the tip of Professor Yang's pointer in the sleeve rubbed against the blade of the butcher's knife, and the blazing blue arc instantly wrapped around the whole butcher's knife. Su Che aimed at the distraught old man and threw it vigorously.

"Eat me with an electromagnetic catapult butcher's knife!"

Oh!

The high-voltage arc pierced through the air, and the pig-killing knife pierced through the old man with lightning speed. The undisguised hatred and murderous intent in her eyes stagnated at this moment, and black and foul-smelling mucus flowed from her throat. Gushing out, the skinny finger pointing at Su Che fell silently, "Despicable... despicable...foreign passengers...steal...sneak on me.. ...this...old woman...'

The eyes narrowed into a line have not been closed for a long time, and the old man who is dying is like those strange things in the uniform of the platform staff, emitting black smoke and melting quickly.

Jud seemed to have no problem at first glance, but Su Che felt more and more weird, as if he had punched the cotton with a powerful punch.

Kind of 'that's it?You fell down before I tried my best? 'illusion.

This situation might be quite normal if it happened to other people. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the fool who was stabbed in the knee again, "But this is the one who has escaped from Dongjiang Guoan's hands again and again, without leaking a trace Old fox, are you kidding me?"

Su Che remembered very clearly that the identities of almost all the core members of the Tarot Society were recorded in the files, except for the Fool, who only used one sentence, "The leader of the Tarot Society's cult organization is suspected to be a codename shared by many people, and the specifics cannot be confirmed." identity' to refer to.

When he was at Nanwan Station on Metro Line [-], Su Che realized that Yuan He had a completely different appearance from the Fool he saw, and realized that the Fool possessed an evil ability that had a completely different image in everyone's eyes.

And now, he has an astonishing guess.

Without moving his face, he picked up the butcher's knife inserted into the terrazzo floor, and shouted loudly, "Come on, big guy, today is the day to eradicate the traitor and hermit from the Association!"

Seeing Su Che's actions, everyone in the Ghost Story Association also began to show off their acting skills.

Xiaotiantian's eyes showed hatred, and she aimed at the hermit with a slap in the face, "The hermit will die to me!"

boom!

The earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, and the hermit who was entangled with the fool brushed past the fallen sweets, even if his body had been cut into a sieve by a blood-stained bone knife, it seemed that only the fool was in his eyes, blood-stained The bone chopping knife penetrated into the fool's body again.

Pfft!

The ominous aura spread in all directions, blood and flesh splattered, and the fool was almost cut off in the middle by this knife.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" In Su Che's eyes, the face of the fool who was indistinguishable from the hermit almost wrinkled into a ball, "Guan Tong, you want to kill me? Can you kill me?" Kill me? I have eleven tarot cards in my hand, can you kill me?"

"Give the fool a hemostatic bandage!" Su Che said with great concern.

The fool ignored Su Che, his whole body was insane, and there were bursts of faint stench emanating out, like the smell of a rotting corpse. The blood spurted out from the wound without money, and the smell of the corpse became more and more intense.

"Come on! Aren't you going to kill me? Then come on!"

The Spoon Killer appeared stealthily, held the badly damaged family eating spoon and smashed it down on the hermit's forehead, instantly splashing his brains, and the hermit didn't dodge or dodge, and went to kill the fool again.

The Fool seemed to be cornered by the Hermit, and the maddened look on his face could not be controlled at all, and he went straight to the Hermit who had killed him.

味味...

The blood-stained bone cutting knife was stained with the blood sprayed by the fool, as if it had been washed by strong acid, the knife edge became blunt, rusted all over, and the blood stains fell off layer by layer.

"Hahahahaha... Uh hiccup..." The maniacal laughter continued to echo, and suddenly he choked and hiccupped again, only to see the fool's belly swell a little bit, with all his intestines coming out. The blink of an eye stretched to the limit.

He screamed in disbelief, "What is this?"

"It's a starving ghost..." Fatty Qian said with some embarrassment, his swollen abdomen collapsed, and a long esophagus extended outwards, connecting to the fool's swollen abdomen to the limit, "I I don’t know what’s wrong, the starving ghost parasitic in my stomach suddenly went out of my belly and ran into the body of the fool..."

chew...chew...

The abdomen that swelled to the limit collapsed rapidly, so that the intestines that flowed out were pulled back. The fool's face became extremely embarrassed at this time, and he screamed madly, "Could it be that even you have betrayed the association?"

Seeing the withered and miserable condition described by the fool, Su Che strengthened his guess.

With a serious face, he said in a deep voice, "I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary member of the association, but what I got in exchange was suspicion. Don't pretend, I have a showdown. You are the number one traitor of the association!"

The number one traitor of the God-Fuck Association, if the Fool hadn't mastered most of the gold-rimmed tarot cards, I'm afraid he would really have believed Su Che's nonsense.

"The number one traitor of the association, are you talking about me?" The astonishment on Fool's face was fleeting, and soon became insane, "Yuan and you have just become core members of the association, and you want to betray me?"

"Fool, you have committed a heinous crime!" Yuan He was filled with indignation, "You say that you want me to eradicate the culprit who disrupted the important actions of the association, but in fact you want to use my hand as your knife to eradicate other core members! To tell you the truth, I have Abandon the dark and turn to the bright, ready to take the crime and make meritorious deeds, and uproot you who brazenly provoke internal strife!"

The Fool looked at Yuan He like a fool, "Other core members?"

Pointing to Su Che and the members of the Ghost Story Association, "Just them?"

"That's right, it's us!" Su Che snapped, "Fool, your end is here!"

The metal tip of Professor Yang's teaching whip rubbed the butcher's knife, and the blazing blue electric arc exploded. Su Che repeated his old trick and threw an electromagnetic bullet at the fool who was close at hand. At the same time, the deadly attack of the hermit had also arrived.

"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, I was labeled as a traitor by the association created by myself." The Fool did not dodge, as if he had sensed his doomsday, he rushed towards the Hermit with a hideous smile, "But even so, Guan Tong you Don't try to win this death divination game from me."

The Fool at this time is like a balloon filled with water and leaking. Even if a starving ghost is eating the internal organs in his abdominal cavity, the last trace of blood will be squeezed out, and a dark red blood mist will evaporate, killing him. And the hermit was completely shrouded.

味味...

Intense corrosion, together with the blood-stained bone cutting knife, the spoon killer and the hermit, all melted under the dark red blood mist, rotting into a ball of fleshy paste.

"Hahahaha..." Maniacally laughed, the fool stared at Su Che, "No one can win the death divination game from me, not even Guan Tong, nor you!"

With a piercing scream, the Fool's body also dissolved in the dark red blood mist, mixing with the blood-stained bone cutting knife, the spoon killer, and the hermit's rotten flesh.

Gradually there was no sound.

Then, everything in front of me disappeared, the rotten corpses of the hermit and the fool, the platform of three low brick houses stacked on top of each other, and a large cemetery under the woods.

woohoo woo...  

The whistle of the hell train sounded suddenly, and in the distance along the blood-stained track along the way, the hell train spewing thick smoke slowly approached.

Everything seems to end here, and tonight's mission can be ended by taking the hell train to the terminal, but Su Che let out a long breath and applauded, "Wonderful, really wonderful, next year's Oscars I don’t want to watch the award ceremony without you.”

"The play is over, it's time for you to show up! Mr. Fool, the number one traitor of the Association, who has thousands of faces and one face?"

Chapter 550 If an apology is useful, why do you need the police?

Silence, long silence.

Just when everyone thought that Su Che was talking to the air, there was a burst of erratic voices that could not be distinguished from male, female, old or young, coming from nowhere.

"Since when did you realize that everything in front of you is acting and fake?"

Su Che chuckled, "If I found something abnormal, I should have been suspicious since I encountered a ghost when I got out of the subway line [-] train for the first time yesterday afternoon. If my guess is correct, the one named Shao Lun The ghost is also you, right?"

The voice that could not tell the difference between male, female, old and young was silent.

Su Che continued to speak, "It's not just the ghost named Shao Lun, the girl named Lin Yin and the couple we met when we entered the north station of Qingyuan Road, the starting station of Metro Line [-] at night. The old man in the vest on the unmanned platform, Lao Feng, Team Leader Jia, and Xiao Deng, the three subway maintenance personnel who strayed into the unmanned platform, and the dead man surnamed Qi who was hung on the tunnel wall when we got off the hell train stopped, took us The old lady who came here wearing the uniform of the platform staff, and most of the human or non-human existences we encountered in the tunnels of the subway line [-] should all be you alone!"

"Am I right? Fool!"

Su Che stopped after speaking this long paragraph, silently waiting for the Fool's answer.

Everyone in the Ghost Talk Association was shocked when they heard such explosive news, and Kuang Cheng, who was covered in black hair, lost his voice, "All the people or ghosts we encountered when we entered Metro Line [-]...are all fools? "

"Oh, by the way..." Su Che suddenly added, "There is also the hermit who played with you just now, I reckon it is also very likely that you pretended it, logically speaking, the hermit sees it How can I still sit still, just thinking of pulling you to die together, the performance here is too deliberate, it is a deduction item."

Speaking of this, he also sighed with great interest, "Speaking of which, you fool play so many roles by yourself, and you play so realistically, you are not afraid of schizophrenia? I have a lot of experience in diseases, do you really not need me to help you treat mental illness? I am a professional, trust me!"

Su Che's voice echoed throughout the platform one after another, even overshadowing the bang of the train from hell.

Speaking of which, even Yuan He, who is a member of the Tarot Society, took a deep breath, one person with thousands of faces, one person with thousands of faces, entering Metro Line [-] from Qingyuan Road North Station, every move of all of them It has been exposed under the eyes of the Fool from beginning to end, and even followed the script arranged by the Fool all the way to the present.

How can this be won?

This can't win at all!

At this moment, Yuan He had the urge to abandon the dark side and turn to the fool's command on the spot. Unfortunately, he didn't have the courage. What he had done had already been marked as a traitor in the eyes of the fool. If he couldn't completely eradicate the fool this time, He must die ugly.

"Mr. Su, what should we do? What are we going to do now?" Yuan He expressed that he had panicked like a dog.

Ignoring Yuan He who was in a panic, Su Che waited for that voice that couldn't tell the difference between male, female, old and young to reply without changing his expression.

After a while, a burst of applause came from afar, "Excellent, compared to Guan Tong, you are indeed a strong challenger, but that's all. Calculate the time, you should succeed... ..”

Should it work over there?

The faces of the members of the Ghost Story Association and Yuan He were full of doubts, and Tang Xun was even more confused. Who am I?Where am I?What am I going to do?

Didn't I come to participate in this so-called Hell Train team building project tonight to save my life at the hands of the guide?

What the hell are they talking about?

Hearing the fool's words, Su Che didn't show the slightest surprise. He shook his head and sighed, "If you're talking about the No. 714 ghost bus I left outside the platform, then you might be disappointed again."

giggle!

Before the words fell, the loud and clear cock crowing sounded suddenly.

"It's chickens, I left two chickens in the ghost bus!" Su Che said.

Following the disappearance of the platform of three low brick buildings stacked together, the grove covering the sky and the large cemetery, the No. 714 bus left by Su Che outside the platform came galloping. The No. 714 bus at that time was already much dilapidated, the rusted body was distorted and broken, and wet water plants and thick black blood were sprinkled while driving, and the entire carriage was damaged beyond recognition.

And the big rooster and little hen left in the bus compartment by Su Che got out of the chicken coop at some point, and chicken feathers were everywhere in the bus compartment. The sale of bald chickens was even more miserable than before. They were all naked, and their dignity as a rooster was gone.