Can you do some personnel work?

But whenever he looked over, Su Zitu could always look away immediately, whistling and playing with bricks as if he didn't know anything.

Seeing this guilty look made Miao Sankuang feel more and more uneasy.

What the hell happened to this shit? !

"That... Zitu?"

Uneasy, Miao Sankuang couldn't help but speak out.

"what happened?"

Su Zitu's hand holding the brick suddenly trembled, and he almost couldn't resist throwing it out.

But soon she calmed down, her eyes fixed on the Meow Three Madness in front of her.

If she thought San Kuang was easy to get along with, and even hit it off, now she just thinks that there is something wrong with him!

"I feel like you've been staring at me just now... Is there something wrong?"

"You feel wrong."

"Can you stop squeezing the bricks so hard when you say that?"

209. People can’t be unlucky all the time, can they?

"Here, I bought it for you when I came out."

"Um???"

Seeing the milk tea and fried chicken handed over by Qin Zheng, Su Zitu was taken aback.

This guy has been messing around in the exhibition hall for a long time, and when he finally came out, he didn't want to meet up with his teammates first, but went to buy fried chicken with milk tea instead?

This guy has a big heart...

"Is there only one copy?"

But soon, Su Zitu noticed something was wrong, raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Ah."

"Okay, I won't do anything in the middle of the night this time."

Qin Zheng: "???"

What did you want to do? !

Looking at Su Zitu whose face brightened instantly, Qin Zheng's eyelids twitched violently.

If there is no reminder, I am afraid that I will be assassinated without anyone noticing in the middle of the night!

Did no one else respond?

He looked questioningly at the Miao San Kuang and others gathered together in the distance, and before he could get close to him, the hint had broadcast their conversation first——

"I think something is wrong with Zitu today, did you offend her?"

"Don't rely on us for everything, am I the kind of person who keeps causing trouble!"

"Who was blocked by her last time and dared not even leave the house?"

"The last time was the last time. After the last time, who would dare to mess with her? This time it really has nothing to do with me. If you don't believe me, ask Feng Wai."

"Indeed! We haven't been in contact with Su Zitu for a long time in this level. You should ask Qin Zheng about it. Maybe he used our name to provoke her."

"Makes sense!"

For a moment, the two and one ghost seemed to have reached a consensus, and stared at Qin Zheng extremely unkindly.

With the twisted psychology of this dog, it is absolutely handy to do this kind of thing!

On the other hand, Qin Zheng's expression became more and more bewildered when he heard all this. Didn't they provoke him?

What the hell is going on here? !

But without giving Qin Zheng a chance to think about it, a figure quietly appeared in his field of vision, attracting his attention all at once.

"Lin Anshen?"

Following Qin Zheng's utterance, Su Zitu and the others tensed up instantly, and stared in the direction Qin Zheng was looking at with great vigilance.

I saw Lin Anshen sitting silently at a leisure table and chair across the street, looking at Qin Zheng and the others with a smile on his face.

At this time, Lin Anshen had already put on a rather formal suit, and the skin color of his hands was still very different, and even this time there were quite a few corpse spots.

"It seems to be more deadly."

Qin Zheng muttered, the feeling of the ghost is still the same, but more like a occupied corpse.

[According to the scan, Lin Anshen himself died in an air-to-air confrontation with Feng Wai, was forcibly revived by a ghost, and is currently in a state of half corpse and half ghost]

[Lin Anshen in the current state, if he paints the foretelling painting again, the possibility of the result changing will be infinitely reduced, and at the same time, all the ghosts in the oil painting will be strengthened again]

"Will there be ghosts?"

[currently not possible]

After saying this, Qin Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the ghosts haven't appeared yet, half ghosts can still be dealt with.

Thinking of this, Qin Zheng calmed down and looked at Lin Anshen calmly.

It wasn't until the other party made a gesture of invitation that Qin Zheng led Su Zitu and others to approach there.

It's just that as the distance between the two sides narrowed, Qin Zheng felt a sense of horror inexplicably, as if he was approaching an extremely dangerous existence, and forcibly restrained his steps.

At the same time, the prompt warning sounded instantly——

[Ghosts invade out of thin air, please don't move the host! ! 】

After Qin Zheng paused, Lin Anshen froze in place in surprise. A truck roared past the street in an instant, almost dragging Qin Zheng into it.

And looking at the appearance of that truck, it was the one that hit Mao Shishi directly!

It's just that there is no longer just one ghost in the car, there is another player sitting beside him, leaning against the car window like a puppet, with his left hand raised inexplicably, constantly indicating the direction of the truck.

The surface of the truck was spattered with a lot of blood. It is hard to imagine how many people were killed by this truck.

"You are more dangerous than I thought."

Looking at Qin Zheng's expressionless face, Lin Anshen said lightly, and knocked on the table with his left hand a little restlessly.

This was the first time it took over Lin Anshen's body gradually, but the result was still changed!

Is it a problem on my side, or is this living person too wicked?

"Are you still Lin Anshen now?"

Qin Zheng didn't go over, just stood there and asked, while Su Zitu and the others also took out their weapons and stood silently behind him, waiting for the order to strike directly.

Regarding this, Lin Anshen just smiled, and said with nostalgia——

"It was my parents who asked me this question last time, but the answer is still uncertain."

"I hope to have a chance to see you in the exhibition hall tomorrow."

Qin Zheng frowned, and before he had time to ask further questions, there was already a rancid smell wafting from the other party's body.

Under everyone's dignified gaze, Lin Anshen's body, which was originally intact, turned into countless rotten flesh scattered on the ground, and gradually evaporated into the air.

"What does that guy mean?"

Miao Sankuang frowned and asked, did he run away immediately after the attack failed?

"I don't know, but I'm afraid it won't be a good night."

"Let's go back to the den and make defensive preparations. There is no problem here for the time being."

Zhang Fa made a suggestion. The other party obviously planned to launch a night attack. In this case, all the rest places must be arranged so that they are invulnerable!

As for Mao Shishi and the others who were peeping from the beginning to the end, they looked thoughtfully at the place where Lin Anshen disappeared.

Did the opponent come here specifically to attack and kill Qin Zheng, or did each team of players prepare corresponding ghosts?

Just as he was thinking, the blood in the body of the controlled corpse suddenly surged strangely, like a warning, which stimulated him to turn his head and look behind him instantly.

I saw that in the team of players who were following behind, some of them turned into weird paper figurines, standing quietly in place, and the others didn't notice anything unusual.

But as Mao Shishi turned his head, they also reacted, looking at the few paper figurines close at hand, their hairs stood up in fright, and they immediately retreated.

At the moment when they dispersed, a few lines of blood and tears fell from the corners of the paper man's eyes, and the faint sound of mourning gradually drifted away.

At the same time as the voice floated into everyone's ears, everyone felt their eyes warm up, tears fell down uncontrollably, and there was no sign of stopping at all!

"Run out of this area!!"

Mao Shishi quickly roared and jumped out of the window first.

But before he landed, a familiar truck suddenly appeared beside him...

210. There Are Signs of Something Not Right in the Team

"Bang!!!"

There was an extremely tragic bang, and a body flew towards the high school uncontrollably.

Like a kite with a broken string, it drew a miserable arc in the air, and then fell tens of meters away.

While gliding with his face on the ground, he even wiped an extremely long bloodstain on the ground, instantly calming down all the passers-by.

This is so... It hurts to look at it!

After Mao Shisi's body twitched a few times, he was completely silent, even giving up struggling.

But far away in a house in a certain corner of the city, a young body suddenly sat up from the bed, grinning his teeth and taking a breath.

"Damn, did you make a mistake! That truck is the second time!!"

Mao Shisi rubbed his face cursingly, the pain from when he manipulated the corpse just now still remained on his body, it was heartbreaking.

He felt that the ghost in the truck was definitely targeting him! !

"What truck?"

A faint voice of inquiry suddenly floated over from the corner of the room, and a puppet with a blue talisman on its face walked out of the shadow slowly with stiff steps.

The production of the doll itself is quite rough, and it can even be said that it is purely assembled from various parts, with no aesthetic feeling at all, and it even looks a bit permeable in the shadows.

However, Mao Shishi was already used to this, and after finally recovering from it, he said with lingering fear——

"Brother, I was hit by a truck in the level, twice in a row! It's still the same car!!"

"Murder?"

The puppet raised its small head and asked, with a hint of schadenfreude in its tone, Mao Shishi couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"It was done by ghosts, and it was created directly on the street in broad daylight."

"..."

This time, the puppet was taken aback, why does it sound a little strange?

In the past, ghosts would come out for a walk in the middle of the night. Now there are ghosts wandering the streets in broad daylight. Is the situation so dangerous?

"Then what, Fourteen, brother, I have something to do, so I won't talk about it for now."

"You don't want to run, do you?"

"......how come."

"Why are you silent all of a sudden?"

While Mao Shishi was desperately trying to stop the puppet controlled by his senior brother from running away, Qin Zheng and the others noticed the corpse he had abandoned, and rushed over excitedly.

"One person, one pocket, move fast!"

"What about clothes?"

"They're all carpets, and they can't even be exchanged for ghost coins. Don't want them."

"Why is this guy so poor and has nothing?"

"Tsk—"

After groping the corpse to no avail, Qin Zheng and the others curled their lips in distaste. They came quickly and withdrew even faster, and the process was so fast that the audience and passers-by in the live broadcast room were stunned.