Midnight Ship Says [Unlimited]

The aisle was brightly lit, and the warm yellow light could not bring them any relief.

Chu Tu and Xiao Zhou walked in front of the crowd without saying a word.

The shadows of the lights, the smiling wax figures staring at them from both sides left black shadows on the retina, coupled with psychological effects, only the sound of heavier and heavier breathing remained in the aisle, and no one had the energy to speak anymore.

"Wait."

Chu Tu stood in place with his pockets in his pocket.The remaining six people all turned to look at him.

Chu Tu said lightly, "We have been to this place just now."

"How do you know?" Zhang Ren asked.

Chutu pointed to the wax figure next to him with his chin: "Outside, I know this guy. I passed by twice."

Others defaulted, and no one said anything.

"Okay, don't pretend. There are at least 5000 people on this boat. Even if you don't know most of them, there will always be two or three of them along the way." Chu Tu sneered, "You all understand Well, it’s impossible to walk back to the whiteboard as long as we’re together.”

"So what?" Shen Yingzhi put his arms around his trembling girlfriend, "Can you drive people away? Is the old player so domineering?"

Zhang Qin hugged him, crying, "No, I don't want to leave the army." She buried her head in Shen Yingzhi's arms, trying not to look at the wax figures on both sides.

Chu Tu sighed: "You don't understand the temper of the airline. If the plot cannot be stimulated when there are many people, and the players keep gathering together, something more terrible will happen than being alone."

"Who knows if you're scaremongering. It's not like you don't have enemies here. If you want to avenge yourself, don't give us such an idea." Zhang Ren snorted coldly and glanced at Shang Huanian.

Chu Tu glanced at Shang Huannian along the way, was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped up and pushed.

Others were puzzled, thinking that this director who had always acted extraordinarily risky had gone crazy again.

After being pushed by Chu Tu, Shang Huannian did not respond.

"He turned into a wax figure!" Zhang Qin screamed behind Chu Tu.

In an instant, all the lights in the entire corridor were extinguished!

In the corridor, there was no sound.A gloomy atmosphere came from all directions as the lights went out, entangled Chutu's feet, making him unable to move.

A kind of crawled up his heart, numb and itchy.

The corridor is not completely dark, the moonlight shines through the window into the Wax Museum, like a thin layer of water mist, making everything half-bright.

"Heh, heh."

The dense darkness is far inferior to this seemingly invisible light. When half of the truth is hidden in the other half of nothingness, this kind of unknown that seems to be able to capture the truth is the poison that slowly cuts bones and bloodthirsty before dawn. .

The moonlight faintly illuminated Chu Tu's outline.This man at the end of his twenties, with a straight body and muscular lines vaguely in the darkness, was scribbling and messing with his hair that had been firmly fixed by hairspray, smiling softly.

He lowered his head slightly, and inserted his right hand into his hair. The scab on the wound on his thumb burst again because of his indifferent movement. lips.

Chu Tu's eyes were wide open, but his pupils were constricted like a cheetah's. He stuck out his tongue to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his shoulders twitched from time to time with a slight smile.

After clearing the route for the first time, he will never be injured again, but the real bloody smell in the first route will also no longer appear in his life, and it will no longer be able to ignite his nature, bloodthirsty, and madness.

The feeling of hanging your life above your head is all too familiar.He seemed to have returned to the days when he had been living on different ships.He thought that the past few years on the mainland had erased these things, but when darkness and danger enveloped him, the feeling of addiction slowly crept up again.

Chu Tu relaxed all over, with his hands hanging by his side, his shoulders half-slumped, and he turned his head frankly.

As expected, the other faces that were still alive just now showed him exaggerated and weird smiles like clowns.

Beside him, the living people who were standing there just now have all become wax figures.

Under the moonlight, Chu Tu showed a big smile that was not inferior to theirs.

Time seemed to stand still, and the only sound in the empty corridor was the sound of blood dripping from his right hand onto the floor.The smell of blood, rather than igniting the wax figures whose eyeballs began to roll, might as well activate Chutu.

"This is great." Chu Tu smiled and licked the blood on his hand.

Crack, crack.

A group of wax figures surrounded him, and for some reason, they felt surrounded by this one person.

What the hell.thought the wax figures.

After the lights went out, Shang Huannian found that everyone around him had turned into wax figures.His hands folded, and his knuckles clicked.

He probably understood what happened when he saw all the other people around him.

They are separated into different parallel spaces by the wax museum, and they will see that everyone except themselves has become a wax figure. However, there is a connection between different parallel spaces, because no matter how many spaces there are, there is only one person.

After the wax figure corresponding to a person is attacked in other spaces, the corresponding damage will be borne by the person.

Looking at the strange expression of the wax figure beside him, he didn't have any expression fluctuations. He looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the face of the wax figure of Chu Tu.

"You don't remember anything, and you blame me like this." He seemed to be reciting lines, with a soft tone, "After all, you don't even have a memory, so who else can remember?"

The wax figure under the moonlight raised its stiff joints, as ridiculous as a marionette.

Their eyeballs gradually focused on Shang Huannian, showing a scared expression, but this expression quickly disappeared, and they gradually gathered around him.

Shang Huannian didn't seem to be aware of the wax figure gathered around him, with gentle eyes, he stared at Chu Tu's wax figure affectionately, as if he wanted to see the past years from this distorted face.

On weekdays, Shang Huannian, who is warm and cold with a cool temperament, now looks like an abandoned and infatuated male lead, his eyes are red, and he whispers: "This route is still long..."

Why are the players in this game more abnormal than the other?Wax figures are depressed.

At this moment, Shang Huannian glanced sideways at the wax figure beside him, and his gentle and pleasant voice turned into a syllable of a smile.

"Don't worry, I won't let you get hurt." He grabbed the wax figure of Chutu with one hand and intended to attack him with both hands, and faced the wax figures around him sideways, blocking the wax figure of Chutu behind him.

Attacks fell like raindrops, but his expression didn't change at all, no matter how messy the field was, it didn't scrape the hem of Chutu's wax figure behind him.

Shang Huannian looked coldly at the wax figure lying down on the ground, but the corner of his mouth smiled slightly, just as gentle as he faced the camera.

"who is it……"

An intermittent voice sounded behind him, and Shang Huannian turned his head.

The expression of Chu Tu's wax figure was still exaggerated and terrifying, but the eyes were shining brightly.

A conjecture formed in Shang Huannian's mind.The eyes only widened for a moment, and immediately completed their usual harmless appearance.

"So that's the case, you can still feel it." He said softly, and stretched out his hand to the wax figure of Chutu, "Follow me."