[Hunter] Tourists' time on the street

He laughed, "I'm looking forward to what the next level will be... Come play with me..."

The tourists stared at the darkness where the corpses poured out, and suddenly had a very bold idea: Can those corpses come out from there, can they also enter from there?It doesn't make sense that the gates of the summoning array are all one-way, otherwise it will be a big trouble to recover.But she would definitely not leave such a troublesome loophole.

As soon as he said it, the tourist flew forward and pressed the top of a corpse man's head, grabbed Tianling Gai with his hands as claws and dragged him to his side.An arc was drawn in the air, the tourist let go, dodged backwards, and kicked towards the ass of Experiment No. [-].

"It's really fucking in." The tourist looked at the half of his buttocks exposed outside and the hands struggling to rush out, and raised his leg and kicked it again.

"Go back! Go back!" The tourist beat the exposed corpse with a bone mallet in one hand, supported the wall with the other hand, stood on one foot, and stomped on the human face with the other foot.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw another dead baby crawling out of the hole in the distance. He was so angry that his head was about to smoke. He hurried over and swung his fist the size of a casserole. .”

But as soon as she dealt with this side, the other side started to pop up again. The tourist was running around in the dark room, waving two big sticks, hands and feet constantly, sweating profusely.

After beating and beating for a long time, the tourists were driven crazy.The ferocious face opened its mouth wide, and let out a beast-like howl, "I will die with you today! Go to hell!!!" The tourist threw away his bones, rushed forward, sat on the ground with his legs crossed around his waist, and his hands He grabbed the neck of the carrion in front of him and squeezed it tightly.The highly rotten flesh is as fragile as butter when touched by Juli, and the squeezed juice drips down the tourists' hands, and soon only the cervical vertebrae remain.

The protruding eyeballs of the corpse man rolled wildly, looking more frightened than tourists.

Outside the illusion, the owner of the haunted house looked at the screen sent by the "eye", turned around anxiously, and said to the ticket seller behind him with a look of hatred: "Who asked you to sell them two tickets?! That man looks ominous, he looks like a dangerous person, I...I...he wants to kill me!" The boss lay down on the swivel chair, out of breath.

The conductor lowered his head aggrievedly: "That woman came to buy the ticket..."

The boss suddenly jumped up, and the short man hit the ceiling with his head, fell to the ground in pain, stepped on his sleeves and stood up, even more angrily, "Isn't that woman even more abnormal?!" Jumped up and grabbed the employee Clothes feet, pulled him to the "eye", "You see what she did, I am a horror house, not whack-a-mole! Isn't my hint obvious enough?! I wrote it all on the wall La! Why doesn't she look more?!"

The conductor glanced up, then lowered his head unbearably.

After drinking more than half a cup of chrysanthemum tea, the boss was relieved, and tiredly ordered: "You go and write a sign, the shop does not entertain people with strengthening departments and IQs below 90, and hang it in the most conspicuous position of the gate. I will find a way Send these two people out." Once the fantasy world formed by other thoughts is formed, even he himself cannot change it easily.It is a very difficult ability to read.

The conductor moved slightly away.

"and many more."

The boss stopped him and asked, "Did they pay enough? No discount?"

The conductor smiled triumphantly, "The customers this time are very generous, and they paid without saying a word when they heard the price."

"Great, I won't have to go to work for the next six months."

The tourist held the vertebrae whose head had been pulled out, removed the two ribs, and she had a head hammer.In the same way, she can transform from a whack-a-mole player to Li Yuanba, a pair of drum-beating golden hammers who can hammer whoever she sees.I don't know if it was the illusion of tourists, but she felt that the surroundings were getting brighter.After it becomes brighter, all decay appears under the light. Visitors imagine the scene of intestines and rotten meat falling all over the ground, and waves turn in their stomachs.She closed her eyes in displeasure, spread her legs apart, and made up her mind to hit blindly in order not to vomit herself.

The boss let out a strange cry, stood on the chair and slapped the table angrily, opened the drawer, poured several pills and swallowed them, and turned his eyes to the other side.

Hisoka, who had cleared the corpse bug level, has entered the next level. There are countless offspring growing around the mother plant covered with human heads. Crazy vines whipped the intruders. Hisoka laughed wildly and moved quickly, stepping on the flying On the vine, use force to kill the mother plant...

Great, one of these two people is normal, let's send him there before the level is formed next time.The boss sat on the swivel chair, smiling tiredly and contentedly.

The screen returns to the tourists.

"Woman, it will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword."

The tourist, who imagined himself as a peerless blind man, was reciting the lines of the second year, and at the same time displayed the eighteen martial arts he had seen in the game, and fought fiercely with the corpse, "Huangji windmill! Huh?" Suddenly felt a Seeing a familiar breath, the tourist opened half of his eyes and looked through the slits.

Hisoka glanced at the big characters on the wall and the unaware tourists, and laughed mockingly, "Hehehehe..."

The tourists immediately recalled it, it's too classic, this laughter.Putting down the weapon, he rushed forward with a big stride, knelt down on one knee, clasped his hands together, and said, "Master!"

Hisoka glanced at the blood-red clearance reminder on the wall again, feeling ashamed for the first time in his life.Pulling up the collar of the tourist, he frivolously issued a warning, "Don't call me that..."

"Why?" The tourist opened his eyes, brushed aside the hair in front of him, and flung it back in a poignant way, revealing that he thought he was pitiful and pitiful, and took two small steps back, "You want Expell me from the teacher? Why... what did the disciple do wrong?"

Feeling that he might be beaten, the tourist pre-empted the attack, pretended to be distraught, covered his face with his hands and trotted away, "Master, take care, my apprentice is gone."

Hisoka sighed inaudibly, "Have the tourists ever thought about what the final checkpoint is...?"

"What level?" The tourists stopped their exaggerated performances and asked inexplicably.

Hisoka smiled and pointed to the wall.

"Ah..." I suddenly realized, enlightened, and the embarrassment was so embarrassing that it became a simple word.

The tourists closed their chins, quickly disposed of a batch of fresh carrion corpses, followed the prompts to tinker with the wall for a while, and soon the closed door reopened.

The tourist walked in front, scratching his head in embarrassment, trying to win the game first, "This game is really fun, have you seen my heroic fighting posture? Isn't it super handsome?"

"Hehehe... yes..." Hisoka narrowed his eyes, hugged his arms tightly and twisted his waist exaggeratedly, "It's boring to watch, and I don't want to fight anymore..."

"Wow, you are hurting so much." The tourist frowned unhappily, cursing him with a herniated lumbar disc in his heart, but moved his footsteps towards him, "I'll be closer to you, don't get lost again, this place It's evil."

Hisoka didn't want to explain, he didn't want to play anymore.

All the way behind are tourists solving puzzles. When tourists turn their heads to look at him, he turns away.

"Hmm...why are you so depressed? Didn't you come to play?" The tourist opened the door and poked Hisoka's face with his hand.

"It's not for this..." Hisoka became even more upset, and said seriously: "The owner of this haunted house is a person with the ability to read..."

"Ah, that's right." The tourist understood, "You want to fight with him. Damn, why bother, encounters in life are fate, why bother to fight to the death when we meet."

The tourist was still muttering, Hisoka grabbed her by the neck and smiled sinisterly, "Besides, I'll kill you..."

The tourist raised his hands helplessly, "Wrong."

The tourist walked out of the haunted house, looked at the sign at the door and frowned, "Did you have this sign before?"

Hisoka glanced lightly, then snorted, "Hey~ tourists~ they are discriminating against you~"

The tourist gave him a blank look, "I'm not from the reinforcement department."

Hisoka covered his face and smiled even more, he knew she wasn't.

The tourist blinked for no reason, and looked at him for a while, "You really look better when you smile. Let's go, where shall we go next?"

"It's very noisy over there~" Hisoka looked at the direction of the crowd and asked, "Are you going to set off fireworks?"

The tourist puffed up his face and looked at the sky and thought for a while. Hisoka suggested that he meant that he wanted to go, "Okay, but let's make an agreement first, don't let it go on me."

"Tourists are afraid of explosions?" Need to contact Il fans to order several batches of miniature bombs.

"A little annoying firecrackers."

"A little bit... um...?" Hisoka raised his eyebrows and looked at the tourist squatting in the bushes holding an umbrella.

The tourist pushed aside the leaves and looked at him through the gap, "You don't understand, it's called taking precautions before they happen, and you'll know when you're splashed with blood by a troublemaker."

Hisoka frivolously looked left and right to see a large area that was emptied, and the noisy crowd was crowded far away from them, "Come out~"

The tourist frowned, clenched his fist, let go, and came out rustlingly, "Okay."

"Whoosh-"

The first star rises and explodes into a gorgeous flower, and more stars rise and bloom one after another, and the night sky becomes a huge canvas.After a moment of blooming, all the withered petals turned into fallen sparks, extinguished in mid-air.

Tourists put up umbrellas to cover their heads.Fireworks seemed to her nothing but burning and clods falling into her hair.

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"Have you finished playing? I want to play." The tourist pointed to the singing and dancing crowd not far away, very puzzled, "Why are they so far away from us? I think you are normal today." Automatically ignore the weird tone and enchanting The walking posture, regular clothes + loose hair = normal.

Hisoka looked sideways lazily, winking like silk, "Have tourists ever tried to find problems from themselves...?"

"What's wrong with me? I behave like an ordinary person, young, energetic, and full of passion." Feeling very self-conscious