Terror broadcast

The moment Su Bai fired, Qin Yiming's eyes exploded directly, and balls of silk threads were released from every pore of his body. This was a self-mutilation way to fight back. Obviously, he was not willing to be teased by Su Bai like this. Then kill.

Gamblers are scary, but in the eyes of gamblers, there are interests, reluctance, and bonds, and Su Bai, who completely offended him, didn't care about interests or not, even if he lost everything, he would do it regardless of everything. I'll kill you!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"…………"

Su Bai aimed the bullets at the car in front of him and fired them, releasing clusters of golden particles with the brilliant color of death;

This car, which was basically scrapped, was completely reduced to scrap metal in the face of a round of bullets. At first, Qin Yiming, who was struggling desperately, could still resist it with his own metal fibers, but in the end, as Su Bai didn't want to As he continued to shoot like money, the metal fibers began to break, and blood began to continuously overflow from the pores on Qin Yiming's body. It was extremely miserable.

In the end, he let out a final roar of unwillingness, and his body was hit by bullets without any protection.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Finally, Su Bai stopped. Among the broken metal in front of him, a puddle of flesh and mud splashed everywhere.

With a sigh of relief, Su Bai slowly knelt down, pressing the muzzles of his two guns against the ground to support his body;

The pleasure of killing a powerful audience began to wrap around his heart, and he felt a kind of pleasure from the inside out. Su Bai himself felt a little smiley, spending so many story points just to find pleasure for himself, he really Mental illness.

At this moment, in the meat sauce, a heart wrapped in metal fibers suddenly trembled slightly, and then a silk thread suddenly stood up, like a sharp knife, piercing Su Bai's heart directly. Ajna.

Su Bai suddenly raised his head. His face was covered with blood, but he still had a smile. The muzzle of the gun was raised and pointed forward.

"Sorry, I still have one bullet."

"boom!"

The metal fiber that was intended to launch the final assassination was immediately annihilated by the shotgun blast at close range, and the heart of Qin Yiming, who was finally wrapped up, also completely exploded in the aftermath.

it's all over.

Su Bai stood up, staggering a little. However, at this moment, he suddenly saw Qin Yiming's rotten flesh began to squirm again, and the aura that had disappeared showed a tendency to reappear. .

"Oh, are you a vampire too?"

Su Bai did not rush over, but took out all the remaining bullets. There were still eight bullets left. Since the fight with Qin Yiming, Su Bai had consumed more than 20 bullets, which means 150 story points. Being consumed is almost equivalent to the reward share for completing a story world with excellence. It is really an extremely expensive victory.

After loading the remaining eight bullets, just enough to fill a Hellfire shotgun, Su Bai put the bullet back to his waist, held the gun with the bullet, and used the gun Tuo smashed open the junk in front of him and walked in.

He stepped on Qin Yiming's rotten flesh. The rotten flesh was actually squirming and seemed to have vitality. However, this vitality was constantly damaged and suppressed by the demon-breaking properties of the Hellfire Shotgun. Well, after all, the Hellfire Shotgun is a weapon with a thousand story points. You get what you pay for. Expensive things are naturally expensive. The various remaining demon-breaking attributes and the following are things that Su Bai cannot understand and The various residual energies of discrimination are enough to extinguish all the luck Qin Yiming had placed on him.

Not caring about the nausea of ​​the rotten meat in front of him, Su Bai put his hand into the rotten meat and started stirring and groping. Finally, he touched something slightly hot.

He took it out, shook off the rotten flesh on it, and finally revealed its original luster. It was a jade pendant.

Yu Perry actually had a human face, and it was Qin Yiming. At this time, Qin Yiming was staring at Su Bai with resentment.

"Your life is so damn tough. I've hit you with so many bullets, but I haven't completely killed you yet."

Qin Yiming kept cursing Su Bai. His anger almost made him crazy. However, Su Bai had little choice about this jade. After all, there were specialties in magic, and Su Bai was not a magician. Expert, and the most important thing is that Su Bai is reluctant to destroy this jade.

Because Su Bai had seen clearly before, if the additional attributes of his Hellfire Shotgun hadn't been too devastating, Qin Yiming might have escaped death in that state.

Damn it, turned into a puddle of rotten flesh, still have a chance to escape?

This is simply more vampiric than a vampire. How could Su Bai, a true vampire, not be jealous when he saw this thing?

However, just because Su Bai didn't know it himself didn't mean that others didn't know it. He held the jade pendant in his hand, then took out his mobile phone and sent a voice conversation request to the monk through WeChat.

Su Bai didn’t know if monks used WeChat in the past, but he probably still had to use mobile phones. After all, many famous temples now have to take exams for accepting monks, which depend on diplomas and literacy. Especially now on Weibo and other platforms, many so-called Masters and real people are actively marketing themselves, which can be regarded as a kind of advancement with the times.

But after entering the story world of Terror Broadcast, it is difficult to use WeChat, because after each mission, Terror Broadcast will invite the audience to pay attention to the broadcast’s public WeChat account “kongbu66” when making its concluding remarks. As long as the brain is still there, Normal listeners will search and follow it. Of course, Su Bai himself doesn’t know whether there are also listeners who are completely isolated from the world. If he doesn’t follow this WeChat public account, he won’t even have a WeChat store to redeem it. It should be difficult for a person who is a child to continue to survive in the story world.

The monk happened to be free and answered Su Bai's voice call:

"Amitabha."

The monk's signature greeting voice came from the phone.

Su Bai also imitated the monk and replied: "Amitabha."

The monk was silent for a while and said, "It seems nothing happened. The poor monk died."

"Hey, no, I want to ask you something." Su Bai played with the blood jade while holding his mobile phone with his head sideways. "I got a jade pendant. This jade pendant has a human face. How should I give this human face to erase?"

"Human face? Jade pendant? Haha, good stuff."

"Let's get down to business." Su Bai reminded.

"I'll exchange it with you, poor monk. The effect of that magic weapon cannot be maximized in your hand."

"This is of great use to me and is not for sale."

"Is that face the person you just killed?" the monk asked.

"Yes, the flesh of the one I just killed is still warm."

"That is the jade pendant where the soul remains in the jade pendant. It is a jade pendant that can preserve the remnant soul. It is considered very good among magic weapons. The poor monk is also jealous. If you want to erase the remnant soul of that person, it is easy. The most direct way is You can switch to the zombie state and use your zombie's evil spirit to flush it twice, and it will not affect the efficacy of the jade pendant."

"Oh, thank you, monk. I'll invite you to the hair salon another day."

Su Bai hung up the phone, stood up with the blood jade in hand, and then his whole aura suddenly changed. The zombie bloodline was switched out, and the cold, evil, dirty and negative attributes were also revealed.

Afterwards, Su Bai consciously forced the evil spirit out of his body and struck back and forth on the blood jade.

Slowly, Qin Yiming's face began to become lighter and lighter, the more he fell in love, the more blurry he became, and finally... disappeared completely.

The flesh and blood on the ground that was still squirming slightly turned black and smelly in an instant, and finally turned into a pool of pus.

The luster of the blood jade was brighter than before. It had a cool feeling when held in his hand, which was very comfortable. Moreover, Su Bai noticed that the blood jade actually resonated with his vampire bloodline, making his vampire bloodline Became more active.

"It's indeed a good thing, thank you."

Su Bai put the blood jade into his pocket, put away the gun, and then dialed Xun'er's phone number:

"Hey, how are you?" Xun'er's concerned voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's okay, come pick me up and I'll send you the location coordinates."

Su Bai is not worried about the scene here. Terror Broadcasting will be responsible for wiping the things and disturbances in this kind of real mission.

Soon, at the corner in front, a black car drove over. Xun'er sat in the back and rolled down the window.

Su Bai sat in. In front of him was a driver with a stern face, who looked like a soldier.

"Are you okay?"

Xun'er held Su Bai's hand.

"fine."

When the car drove past, Su Bai found that neither Xun'er nor the soldier driver seemed to have seen the two damaged cars there.

It seems that this is indeed the case. The ability of horror broadcast is not only very scary in the story world, but it is still equivalent to a bug in the real world. However, in the real world, it has many limitations on many things it can do, so it needs the help of listeners. hands to handle some business.

In the car, Xun'er wanted to bandage Su Bai's wounds, but when she took out the potions and bandages, she found that the wounds on Su Bai's forehead and arms had healed on their own.

Xun'er hesitated to speak, but said nothing.

After killing Qin Yiming, Su Bai's mind has cooled down now, and he has begun to think of his own business. He took out a cigarette, and didn't care whether he wanted to smoke in the car or not, so he just lit it and spit it out. After taking a puff of smoke, Su Bai asked:

"Xun'er, what do you think would be if Wang Xue turned into a ghost and came back to seek her life? What would she be most eager to know or get? In other words, what would be the thing that binds her most? "

Xun'er was silent for a while, and then looked at Su Bai. Su Bai also narrowed his eyes at this time. He also thought,

The two people said in unison:

"A note for the second game."