Midnight Ship Says [Unlimited]

This is a tragedy in the moonlight.

The place where the scarlet curtains were illuminated by the moonlight was as bright as blood, just like the wax statues on the aisle of the wax museum, so tragic that they were dying.

Chu Tu looked at the wax figures all over the floor, clutched his shoulders, and thought about which bastard punched his wax figure, but no attack fell on him after that, and his heart sank slowly instead.

He is as experienced as he is, and he has mastered the current situation.

Chutu couldn't feel the attack, which meant that his wax figure in other dimensions was not attacked.On the bright side, people in other dimensions have already escaped; on the worst side, they even lost the ability to fight back.

When there was pain in his shoulder, Chu Tu understood this round of restriction in his heart. He knelt down on one knee, looked at the wax figure of Xiao Zhou under him who was firmly pressed by him but was still struggling, and clicked his tongue: Where can I find another boss as good as me? I can’t bear to take a punch, if you let me know that the punch to the shoulder was made by you, I want you to look good.”

He tied the hands of the wax figure behind his back with a tie, clapped his hands and stood up.The rest of the wax figures fell off their feet.

Under this kind of rule, if he didn't fight back, he would be unlucky. Chu Tu's attack was very merciful.

In the shadows, a figure slowly emerged.

Chu Tu raised his head vigilantly, and a straight figure in a suit walked up to him with his back to the moonlight.

Something is wrong with this wax figure.

Chu Tu's keen sense of smell felt that this was a situation beyond his control, and his eyes were unavoidably sharp. When he saw clearly that the person who came was the wax figure of Shang Huannian, his expression became more gloomy.

He stared at the wax figure like a leopard, calm and sharp, and shot suddenly in the silence, straight for the neck of the wax figure of Shang Huanian!

However, the other party's movements were faster than him, Chu Tu only felt his hand being grabbed, and then an irresistible force was transmitted from his wrist to his elbow, and then lifted him up!

"Shang Huannian, this bastard, does he practice weightlifting on weekdays?" Chu Tu never expected that such a slender Shang Huannian would be so strong in fighting, even with a wax figure that could use him as a template.

Chutu turned around in the air, relying on his strong waist to resist the inertia caused by the backward leaning, but brought the wax figure backward together.One person and one wax figure fell to the ground with a bang.

Chu Tu didn't hesitate at all after landing, he jumped up from the ground and took a few steps back.

The wax figure stood up, but there was no tendency to attack further. With an exaggerated and weird smile on Shang Huannian's face, facing Chu Tu, he still tilted his neck slightly, as if he was a little puzzled.

It was only then that Chutu realized that the ground where he was standing just now was sticky, like wax or oil.He quickly lowered his head, and found that his feet were vaguely sticky again.Bend down and touch it, it's wax.

He hurriedly took a few steps back, and found sticky wax oil emerging from the floor in front of him. These wax oils were very secretive in the dark corridor, and they couldn't be found without looking carefully.

After being covered with wax oil, will they still recognize the people inside as living people?

No, it should be said, is the person they think turned into a wax figure really dead?Still unable to move, awake, watching them go away, suffocating in despair?

When he joined the airline for the first time, he hated this kind of situation that came from all directions and there was nowhere to hide. After so many years, it still hasn't changed.

Chu Tu looked coldly at the quiet wax figure on the opposite side, took a deep breath, curled up the corners of his mouth as usual, and then——

Turn around and run.

He who knows the current affairs is a hero, first throw away this wax figure, and then consider how to solve the situation protected by wax oil.

Chu Tu ran frantically in the aisle, and the sticky resistance on the soles of his feet became stronger and stronger, until he was almost glued to the ground!

This aisle that used to turn left and right now seems to have no end. The wax figures on both sides of the aisle are performing their original antics. Seeing Chutu seems to be alive, the eyeballs start to move, and the stiff limbs begin to click. loose!

Chu Tu has already run at least [-] meters, but such a small wax museum can't reach the end!He activated more and more wax figures along the way, and followed him in a long line, overwhelmingly, as if he had met an idol fan, and followed him fanatically.

The wax on the soles of his feet almost managed to catch him, Chutu ran slower and slower, the wax figures walking down the steps on both sides could almost reach his shoulders!

At this moment, a wall appeared in front of him, and the whiteboard was hanging on it!

The dim light and the large group of wax figures behind him made it impossible for him to stop to see what was written on the whiteboard. In fact, because of the huge inertia, Chutu almost hit the wall before he stopped!

He didn't dare to turn his head, the footsteps behind him told him that each of these wax figures could drown him with a single spit—if the wax figures had saliva.

He stretched his left hand and wanted to turn around, but he didn't expect that his left hand was empty!The whiteboard just flipped over, revealing a dark space behind.

Chutu held his breath, leaned against the whiteboard, and somersaulted into it.The whiteboard closed in front of him, separating him from the mass of wax figures.

Chu Tu sat blankly in the darkness, his chest heaving and falling.

It's so fucking exciting!

He who had just escaped from the sea of ​​wax figures, not only had no fear, but an inexplicable pleasure rushed from the tailbone to the back of his head, causing his pupils to constrict and his adrenaline to secrete crazily.

"Cough, cough." He coughed twice, panting up from his trachea, the air was filled with a little bit of blood vessels, and the fishy sweetness after violent running.

He reached out and groped for a long time, finally found a support point, stood up with difficulty, and stomped his feet twice.

Good, no wax on the soles of the feet.

He took two long breaths and regained his composure.

It was pitch black all around here, and he could only keep exploring in front of him in the dark.There appears to be a wall on the left hand side and a large space on the right hand side.

After going through untold hardships, he finally found a button on the left hand side that was similar to a switch, and when he pressed it, the lights turned on instantly.

This is the studio where the wax figures are made.

There is a simple wooden table in the center of the production room.Defective products and semi-finished products are neatly arranged on both sides of the wall on the right hand side. They either have dislocated facial features, or have their body parts disrupted and reorganized, or are just lumps that cannot be called human figures. .

Side by side, they are hung from hooks on the wall, acting as a human tapestry.

Suddenly, it seemed that a tragedy had happened in the production room. The dark red blood sprayed on the surrounding wax figures, perhaps like a brilliant and cruel mandala when it sprayed out.

After looking carefully, I found that these are just ordinary red paint.

Chu Tu tentatively took two steps, then stopped suddenly.

In the shadows inside the production room stood a complete wax figure.

It was the wax figure of Shang Huannian left behind by Chu Tu, and it was looking straight at the intruder.

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The update time will be fixed in the future, at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, it is recommended to eat after getting up

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