Chapter 314 In the Nightmare
The sun is shining brightly in Egypt, the yellow sand submerges everything, and the towering pyramids are extremely majestic.
But on this pyramid, a man suddenly fell into pieces and fell from the top of the pyramid.
Rotting flesh blurred the surface of the pyramid.
The Grand Canyon of Death, above the canyon, seven people are staring at the darkness below.
There are men and women, and their expressions are different, but without exception, their eyes are cold and cold.
"Eric, how long do we have to stay here?" A red-haired woman asked with a dissatisfied look.
"Alaya, are you thinking about men again?"
Sitting under a rock, a middle-aged bearded man smoking a cigar looked at that man with some interest. Red-haired woman.
"Shut up, Deeks, I don't want to talk to you." Alea said in disgust.
"Don't be like this Alea, I didn't offend you, I just didn't satisfy myself at night. The great Satan can prove that I have tried my best."
The sun shines on the bearded face, which makes His already weathered face seemed even more weathered.
"Haha...pagans who believe in Satan" Alea sneered and stopped looking at Dix.
Dix was not surprised either. He seemed to have been used to it, so he just smiled and didn't take it seriously.
"Eric? You seem uneasy?" Alea frowned and looked at a man standing not far away.
He was wearing a coat, his face was slightly pale, and his whole body exuded a faint corpse odor.
"Well, I feel like something is about to happen. It's very dangerous and I may die. This makes me very uneasy." The man said, his face a little solemn.
Hearing this, Alaya sneered, then shook his head and said:
"Eric, don't be suspicious. You have been saying this every day for the past two months. Do you know what impact you will have if you say this? "
"There is a story in the East called Wolf, do you want me to tell it to you?"
Eric looked at Alea, thought for a while, and sighed helplessly:
“Maybe it’s my misunderstanding again.”
Hearing Eric say this , the other six people shook their heads, already used to it.
"Eric, you are like this. You are too suspicious. You should vent your anger on Alaya. This will help your physical and mental health."
"Of course, Alaya." Maybe I don’t want you to vent, after all, the corpse odor on your body is too strong, and Alaya won’t like it. Besides, can your thing still work?”
At this time, a man in his thirties joked, with a meaningful smile on his face.
Eric tightened his windbreaker and said nothing.
"Hahaha, Alaya, you should leave some space for Eric..."
Stab it
Bang, bang, bang
"Huh?"
Alaya wiped the blood on her face in confusion, looked around, and then her pupils suddenly shrank to the minimum.
"No! Impossible!"
She looked at the torn corpses of her teammates and Eric's exploded head, her mind went blank.
"Alaya! Run!"
Dix shouted towards Alaya with a frightened expression, and then he ran away into the distance without looking back.
But just for a moment, with a pop, Dix's head shattered and his brains splattered everywhere.
With a plop, his headless body fell to the ground, and Alaya looked at it all in confusion.
She couldn't believe that her teammates, who were chatting, laughing and joking with her one moment, were the only ones who died the next moment.
"How is that possible! What happened!" Alea's eyes were filled with fear, and she turned and ran away.
Stab
A headless corpse ran towards the distance. Alaya looked at the corpse in confusion.
It looks so familiar, oh, it turns out to be my body.
Darkness fell, Alaya fell into darkness, and the headless body fell to the ground.
The smell of blood filled the air, and the surrounding area fell into silence, followed by the sound of bones twisting.
A headless corpse stood up and stood there, then the second corpse, the third, the fourth... until the seventh...
The ghost's recovery was completed.
Paris.
In a certain opera house, a woman who was performing an opera on the stage suddenly exploded, and blood spattered on the faces of the audience.
Everyone was confused for a moment, and a woman wiped the blood from her face tremblingly.
"Ah!"
Screams rang out, and the noble and elegant opera house was in chaos.
In a library at Harvard University, there was an explosion, and the students who were studying quietly in the library all looked puzzled.
Someone curiously looked in the direction of the sound. Blood filled the air, and the classically fragrant books were covered with blood.
A female student stared blankly at the scene in front of her. The handsome senior who had been chatting and laughing with her just now and invited her to have dinner together.
Just exploded like that?
The girl opened her mouth in horror, but the internal organ fragments on her lips made her subconsciously close her lips.
“Ah!”
Screams came and went in the library, and the quiet library turned into a screaming paradise.
London.
Thames.
The London Bridge not far away is slowly merging. On the riverside corridor, many people are taking pictures with their mobile phones.
The classical architectural complex has a strong sense of age, which is also one of the points that attracts tourists.
The water of the Thames River is not too clear, it can even be said to be a bit turbid.
At this moment, many people are on the riverside corridor, looking at the slowly merging London Bridge with great interest.
The big bell tower next to it is very classic. A middle-aged man wearing a windbreaker is lying on the corridor by the river, quietly looking at the turbid river.
He also held a bottle of rum in his hand, drinking it one mouthful at a time, not caring about the couples taking pictures next to him.
The alcohol content of rum is very high, as you can see from the packaging, it is 75.5% Bacardi 151 rum.
But looking at the appearance of the middle-aged man, it seems that he doesn't care about this either.
He looked at the turbid Thames River with cold eyes:
"It's such a leisurely time, but that's all it is."
The middle-aged man murmured to himself.
Bang
The wine bottle fell into the river, and a couple taking pictures next to them looked forward in confusion.
Their minds were filled with blanks, and the blood and flesh fragments on their faces made them faint on the spot.
A splash appeared, and the turbulent river water could not cover up the screams of terror.
Today is destined to be unstable, so the people involved in formulating the Noah's Ark plan, whether they are ordinary people, ghost masters, or the head of a country.
All died suddenly today, without exception.
On the Eiffel Tower, Lin Qian flicked the ashes of his cigarette with a smile, his eyes full of disdain:
"The king's organization, several countries joining? One top ghost controller in one country?"< br>
"Haha...a joke."
Lin Qian exhaled a puff of smoke, looked up at the sun, and muttered:
"The sun abroad seems to be no different, but why is it so different? How stupid do you like foreign countries?”
“Is it because foreign countries have a short history?”
Lin Qian was a little confused, and after thinking about it, he didn’t bother to dwell on these issues.
Now I still think that people who come from abroad must have had their brains pressed with a hydraulic press, otherwise they wouldn't be so stupid.
Looking at Ye Zhen and Yang Jian, Lin Qian's eyes flickered, and she closed one eye after thinking about it.
"Go in and take a look. Yang Jian and Ye Zhen shouldn't beat people to death so quickly."
As he said that, a coldness appeared, and Lin Qian's eyes disappeared. One, Lin Qian didn't care at all.
In a nightmare.
Under the dim sky, the world around him was extremely depressing.
"Is this the nightmare world? It doesn't feel as comfortable as Lin Wudi's ghost paintings."
Ye Zhen put his hands behind his back and looked around. In front of him was a European-style building. castle.
The iron gate was ajar, stained with rust, and entangled with many weeds and vines, as if it had not been cleaned for many years.
Yang Jian looked at his body, it was intact and there was nothing weird about it.
After looking at Ye Zhen, the same was true.
"The supernatural has disappeared, I have really become an ordinary person, and the disappeared emotions have been restored again. This is really interesting." Yang Jian had a smile on his face.
"Master Yang, where is the person we want to fight? My Baguazhang is already thirsty." Ye Zhen rubbed his hands and looked around.
"It should be inside. Lin Qian said there are a lot of people. I don't know how many people there are. I should be able to beat seven or eight people. What about you?" Yang Jian looked at Ye Zhen and asked.
"Me? At least a dozen." Ye Zhen said with great confidence.
"Well, okay, I'll let you hit a dozen of them later." Yang Jian smiled and patted Ye Zhen on the shoulder, then pushed open the castle door and walked in.
Ye Zhen looked a little unnatural. He looked at Yang Jian, hesitated for a while, and still felt that a man should not be cowardly.
The two walked into the castle, but as soon as they entered, a voice sounded in the castle.
"Who are you! We have no grievances, why do you take action when we disagree?" An angry voice sounded.
Hearing this voice, Yang Jian looked very calm. It was the voice of a missionary.
"He is Yang Jian of Dachang City, one of the captains of the headquarters. As for the one next to him, if I am not mistaken, it should be Ye Zhen of Dahai City, Captain Ye."
At this time, a voice sounded. The missionary answered this question.
"Captain of the headquarters? Yang Jian and Ye Zhen? It's them!" The missionary suddenly appeared in the castle hall. He looked at Yang Jian and Ye Zhen as if they wanted to eat people.
"Okay, okay, great Jesus protects you, how dare you enter the nightmare."
"Conceit and arrogance will be the draw letter for you to fall into hell!"
The missionary stared at Yang Jian with murderous intent in his eyes.
As the missionary said these words, five figures appeared in the castle hall.
A woman, a strong white man, a Chinese, a white man with sunken eyes, and a European mixed race.
They all held a long sword in their hands, and the big white man even held a hammer.
They are very powerful. On the other hand, Yang Jian and Ye Zhen are unarmed and look very weak.
"Captain of the headquarters? It seems they are going to die here today." The strong white man stared directly at Yang Jian and Ye Zhen, his eyes full of fierceness.
Ye Zhen reached out and pulled off his tie, unbuttoned his cuffs, and looked at them with a smile on his face.
Yang Jian took off his clothes. The Interpol uniform was not convenient.
"Are you Luo Sheng? The person in charge of Tai'ao City?"
Yang Jian looked at the Chinese with a smile, his eyes flashing with meaningful meaning.
"Oh, Captain Yang, do you know me?" The Chinese man was a little surprised.
"That's not true. I just have a good memory. I looked through your file before, and I just took a rough look at it."
Yang Jian moved his muscles and tried to adjust. Bones and muscles in the body.
Hearing this, the camel smiled and said nothing.
“Kill them.” The missionary said sullenly.
"I am very happy."
"I have had this idea for a long time."
The strong white man rushed over with a sledgehammer, followed closely by the others, even that The woman also rushed forward with a dagger in hand.
Seeing this scene, Ye Zhen moved his neck and walked forward calmly.
“Leave the hammer-carrying one, the malnourished one, and the hybrid to me. I don’t beat women, so you do the rest.”
Yang Jian walked towards the other side, with some helplessness in his eyes:
"Okay, leave it to you."
As he said that, Ye Zhen sidestepped and dodged the white man who hit him on the head. One hammer.
The ground shook slightly. Ye Zhen slid over and came to the side of the strong white man. With his elbows crossed and his back turned, he climbed over and stood on the shoulders of the strong white man.
Ye Zhen looked down at the three people who attacked, his expression calm.
The strong white man's face was twisted and his body was slightly bent. Ye Zhen just hit him directly in the waist with an elbow.
Because he was not taller than Ye Zhen, Ye Zhen hit him in the kidney.
"Fake!"
Feeling the weight on his shoulders, the strong white man looked ugly, and the two people who Ye Zhen said were malnourished and hybrids, when they saw Ye Zhen After the real location.
They were all a little afraid. They were not afraid of Ye Zhen, but they were afraid of hurting their teammates.
The strong white man suddenly exerted force, trying to knock Ye Zhen down, but before he could exert any force, Ye Zhen kicked him directly in the eye.
With blood splattering, Ye Zhen easily jumped off the shoulders of the strong white man, his expression was very calm.
“Scheikerl! (Objection!)”
The strong white man covered his eyes and stared at Ye Zhen, blood seeping out between his fingers.
The malnourished man and the hybrid man looked at this scene with a confused expression.
In just one meeting, one of their teammates was blinded in one eye. This method...
"Come."
Ye Zhen put his hand behind his back, stretched his hand forward, and faced Then the three of them called.
The two were a little hesitant, but the strong white man didn't care so much. Seeing Ye Zhen being so arrogant, he simply didn't even look at me and rushed forward with a sledgehammer in both hands.
Seeing this, the other two people did not hesitate and rushed forward at the same time.
Ye Zhen smiled, took a step forward, dodged the sledgehammer, and then leaned forward to avoid the incoming sword.
Turn around, grab the sword-holding hand of the malnourished man, lift it up, and it just happened to intersect with the hybrid man's sword.
The collision of gold and iron sounded. Ye Zhen let go of the malnourished man's hand, stretched out one hand deftly, and suddenly touched the malnourished man's neck with two fingers.
The malnourished man's pupils shrank slightly, and then a pulling force appeared. When he reacted, he only felt a whistling sound behind him.
Click
The sledgehammer hit, and the malnourished man's chest was dented.
The big white man was a little confused. He had clearly hit Ye Zhen on the back, but in a blink of an eye he hit his teammate's chest.
But before he could react, there was a click and the sound of bones twisting.
The big white man turned his head subconsciously and saw Ye Zhen slowly taking his hands away from the hybrid man's neck.
The strong white man who saw this scene looked a little confused.
Ye Zhen calmly picked up the sword with his foot, put it in his pocket with one hand, and walked towards the strong white man with the sword in his hand.
"It's really weak. Don't you people know that there is such a thing as killing skills in our country?"
"Or to put it more simply, it is kung fu, that is, martial arts. Really I don’t know where you got the courage to challenge us. . ”
“Don’t you know that all the old men in our country practice Tai Chi?”
Hearing Ye Zhen’s words, the burly white man’s pupils shrank slightly, just for a moment. In less than a minute, he lost an eye, and two teammates died immediately.
"This is impossible! Isn't Kung Fu a lie?!"
The strong white man looked at Ye Zhen, who was walking slowly, and subconsciously took a few steps back, but soon he felt that this was shame.
He was actually scared away by a skinny monkey. This was simply a shame and a great humiliation.
"Oh~ Is that so, then you are really ignorant."
Ye Zhen looked at the strong white man expressionlessly, with ridicule in his eyes, and then he took a step forward.
But it’s Yang Jian’s side.
He looked at the three missionaries holding long swords with helplessness in his eyes.
"Ye Zhen just loves to show off."
As he spoke, Yang Jian laughed. He looked at Luo Sheng and said nothing.
"You are just an ordinary person now. Do you think you can beat the three of us? Even if one of us is a woman, she has a weapon in her hand."
Luo Sheng looked at Yang Jian who was smiling and didn't understand why he was still smiling.
Hearing this, Yang Jian shook his head, he exhaled, and then he slowly walked towards them, muttering:
"Wen You Taiji'an In the world, martial arts have the power of Baji. I really didn’t believe it before I learned it, but now I believe it. Bajiquan is really ruthless.”
Yang Jian’s pace was slow at first, but he kept walking forward. , the faster he is.
When Luo Sheng saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
When he saw Yang Jian sprinting over, he punched the woman on the chest, then grabbed the dagger and cut her throat with the sword.
Luo Sheng felt a big trough in his heart:
“Nima, you actually know martial arts!”
Luo Sheng thought about it but didn’t want to, turned around and ran away, and then Hearing a stabbing sound, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and then he was stunned. The missionary's throat was slit before he even got down a turn.
Clean and crisp, without any sluggishness.
"Fuck, you're cheating! Did you follow the wrong script?"
When Luo Sheng saw the situation on Ye Zhen's side, his whole body went numb.
Pfft
Luo Sheng stumbled and fell directly to the ground, blood gushing out from his chest.
Yang Jian pulled out the sword from Luo Sheng's back expressionlessly, and muttered:
"I can't even run away."
Plop
A sound of falling to the ground was heard. Yang Jian looked back and saw that it was Ye Zhen who penetrated the white man's neck with a sword, and then the white man Han's corpse fell to the ground, and the sound he made just now was this.
"So weak, Master Yang, how do you feel over there? I didn't even use the starting position here." Ye Zhen let go of the hilt of the sword and walked over with his hands in his pockets.
"It's worse than yours. This woman even held the sword in the wrong posture. I just snatched the sword away, and then, that's it."
Yang Jian threw the sword on the ground and wiped his hands, feeling a little unfinished.
"Alas...I still have more to say." Ye Zhen sighed.
Yang Jian felt the same way. For the first time, the two of them felt that using martial arts to kill people was really cool. It was just like using supernatural powers to kill people.
"Why don't we let Lin Wudi do some operation before we go out?" Ye Zhen thought for a while and suggested.
Yang Jian touched his chin and felt that this proposal was good:
"In this way, after we go out, let Lin Qian create a gladiatorial arena, and then use supernatural powers to create some living people, and I will implant the memories so that we can fight comfortably."
"For the venue, use this Nightmare is pretty good." (End of Chapter)