When the weirdness comes to the world, death is the end

"Don't worry."

As if seeing his concerns, Xia Wu said: "Twice a day, where can you find so many ghosts... once or twice every ten days, and by then the organization will definitely value you, and there will be a beautiful psychologist to give you psychological counseling regularly."

The scarecrow, who was still jumping up and down, suddenly became quiet, and Qi Yinhong coughed: "Actually, the greatest heroes serve the country and the people, and sometimes it's okay to sacrifice."

Zhang Yang, who was rolling on the ground with laughter just now, suddenly patted his butt silently and stood up without saying a word.

He was calm on the surface, but he was MMP in his heart.

Damn it, this kid was a young master when the world was at peace, and now he can still be a young master after the evil ghost revived.

It's so unfair.

He was afraid that his brother would suffer, but he didn't want his brother to drive a Land Rover.

"What about the last one? By the way, he is in the game tonight, so tell me orally." Xia Wu cast his eyes on Su Yuan.

"Mr. Xia Wu." Su Yuan said after a moment of silence, "I want to ask you a question first."

"Ask."

"Does the government have any means to deal with evil spirits?"

Su Yuan stared at him closely, very concerned about the answer to this question.

Through the fight with Jiang Shan, he found that even the group of lunatics in "Eternal Night" were human beings, and human beings would have weaknesses, fear, injury, and death.

Only the "evil spirit" gave him a feeling of helplessness and complete inability to resist.

When talking about business, several people also put away their playful thoughts and looked at Xia Wu quietly.

"Before answering your question..."

Xia Wu sat lazily on the bed, speaking casually: "I want to tell you what kind of terrifying existence the "evil spirit" is. "

"The levels of "Heaven's Favored" are divided into one to nine levels, and at the node of three, six, and nine, they will get a qualitative improvement. "

"And there is no useless "Heavenly Favored", whether it is Torch or Candlelight, some may just not stand out in the early stage... For example, your friend Buggy the Clown, he can only dismantle his own body now, and after upgrading, he may be able to dismantle other people's limbs at will."

Zhang Yang's mouth twitched, is Buggy the Clown talking about me?

"Every "Heavenly Favored" almost represents the ultimate of his ability, such as "Jumping". After reaching the ninth level, he can fill Mount Everest into Lake Baikal, can put the pyramids at his doorstep, and can easily go to other countries to steal aircraft carriers back..."

Xia Wu's words made everyone fascinated.

A world of immortal cultivation with powerful people like clouds and revived spiritual energy took shape in front of them.

But his next sentence directly made everyone feel depressed.

"But what about that?"

"Without understanding the rules of killing and without defense, the "evil ghost" in your corridor is enough to wipe him out instantly. ”

.....................

In the classroom.

“Fuck your mother, I’ll beat you to death.”

“What are you talking about? Do you think I want this?”

On the podium, two boys fought each other.

There was no reason, just one side was unwilling to accept the defeat of the game, and the other side was unwilling to be beaten passively.

When people are extremely afraid, they will become extremely irritable and impulsive.

The two of them punched each other, and gradually got angry. Li Goudan looked around, grabbed the compass on the table, and stabbed at the other's eyeball.

The next second, a strong hand tightly grasped his wrist.

“Calm down.” Ye Haoyu had a strange expression, “We are all classmates, let’s talk it out.”

“Calm down?” Li Goudan glared at him, “He started it first, you want me to calm down?”

Another classmate was not to be outdone, “Get out of here, are you sick? I’m about to die and you still want me to talk in a good way. I’m going to kill him! "

Ye Haoyu, who was caught between the two, felt helpless.

He didn't want to take care of this mess either, so he just let them beat one of them to death.

But Su Yuan insisted that he take care of it, and out of trust in his good friend, he had to bite the bullet and go on stage.

"Your mother's wrath, you still want to kill me?" Li Goudan was very angry: "It's not me who fucking asked you to die, if you have the guts, go find a ghost? What's the point of finding me?"

"Alpaca, if you don't beat me, will I die?" The boy yelled with his neck stiff, and it seemed that he had lost his mind.

"So what, I let you win and I die myself? Am I your father? !"

The two men fought again, and Ye Haoyu, who was caught in the middle, was also hit a few times. The sharp compass pierced his arm, and blood flowed out.

In fact, with his physique, plus the enhancement brought by "Heaven's Favor", it would take at most 100 to knock down these two people.One second, it was impossible to get hurt.

But he didn't dare. Not only did he not dare, but he had to act like a slightly stronger weak chicken, otherwise he would definitely alert the two people.

Ye Haoyu separated the two again with "great difficulty". He said to Li Goudan: "You have already won. Isn't it a loss to fight him to the death here?"

Li Goudan was stunned for a moment, and felt that what he said made sense.

Ye Haoyu winked, and he rushed out of the classroom door with understanding.

After he ran out, Ye Haoyu let go of the boy who had been struggling. After untying the restraints, he immediately picked up the stool and chased him out.

"Ah, it's really unlucky." Ye Haoyu covered his bleeding arm and returned to his seat panting.

Everyone in the classroom looked at him silently, confused.

In this situation, someone was injured for irrelevant people and things. How should the game be dealt with later?

It's really stupid.

Some people even started to regret why their opponent was not Ye Haoyu. His brain was not very good to begin with, and now he was injured, so he could be easily defeated.

The skinny man sitting in the last row of the classroom laughed at the bald donkey: "Damn it, students are students. Not only are they stupid, but they also like to meddle in other people's business. Such people usually have short lives. I bet he won't survive today."

"Hehe..." The bald donkey laughed dryly for a few times, and after hesitating for a while, he asked: "Old ghost, what number are you?"

As the number of people in the classroom became fewer and fewer, he became more and more uneasy.

"Huh?" The consumptive ghost looked at him with interest: "Why, are you afraid that your opponent is me?"

The bald donkey did not respond. Seeing this, the consumptive ghost smiled and then directly turned over his number plate.

The opponent's action made the bald donkey step back subconsciously, but after seeing the number on the number plate clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

His number was [9].

And his number was [10].

As long as they didn't face him, anyone else would have a way to win.

Seeing this, the consumptive sneered disdainfully. Even if he was a teammate, he looked down on such a coward.

[Winner of the sixth round of the private school gambling game: Li Goudan]

[The seventh round of the game is about to begin. Participants who drew number 7, please go to the podium]