Chapter 91 Meeting
After sending this group of people to Honghu Building, Lin Yuanqing knew that the time for robbing people was over and the next head-on confrontation was about to begin.
Turn around, step, step, the sound of single and uniformly spaced footsteps sounded, slowly walking towards this gray ghost land.
walking in, this time Lin Yuanqing was not walking inside or opening the ghost realm. Instead, he took out the ghost bell again and slowly shook it.
A weird and ghost-attracting voice sounded, and the gray ghost realm filled with paper dust began to change. In front of it, familiar space ripples appeared, and a little girl slowly emerged.
The little girl was still holding two bleeding hearts in her hands. The hearts were still beating slightly. Pop, the hearts burst open and blood splattered everywhere.
The little girl turned her head and looked at the ghost bell in Lin Yuanqing's hand. Her eyes seemed to be full of innocence, but also seemed to be mechanically empty.
Here it comes again, this little girl really has a method that cannot be looked at directly, it should be a curse. Lin Yuanqing felt the familiar sharp pain in his eyes again, and the ghost eyes and ghost hearts were activated at the same time. Fight against it.
This time Lin Yuanqing did not stand still and wait for the little girl to come forward. Instead, he directly lowered his body, sprinted forward, and went straight to the little girl. The huge force directly left a spider web on the ground. crack.
Step forward, jump up, and step on the little girl's head.
boom! There was a loud noise, gravel splashed everywhere, and a big pit appeared on the ground. Ghost Foot's suppression was activated. After five times of intensified suppression, it now became outrageous. The little girl did not resist at all. After being stepped into the ground, she did not move. .
The little girl at her feet began to slowly dissipate again. The situation was the same as last time. At her feet she turned into an adult man with an empty heart. Judging from his uniform, he was still a doorman at the door, but his head was run over by a truck. All the same, it exploded into pieces, and the scene was once very bloody.
"Do we have to kill all the ghost slaves?" Lin Yuanqing looked at the situation at his feet and murmured.
Looking into the depths of the ghost realm, Lin Yuanqing leaned down and sprinted forward. Like an arrow from a string, he shot out and rushed towards the center of the gray ghost realm.
At the center of the ghost domain.
The little girl reappeared. She looked around blankly, as if she had nothing to do, and started wandering around.
Suddenly, as if he saw something, he walked in one direction, and the center of the ghost world shifted as he moved.
In front, a wheelchair decorated with a golden umbrella is slowly driving towards this side. There is also a person sitting in the wheelchair. This person looks very old, as if he is in his seventies or eighties. The same age, yes, he is President Nakamoto who is only sixteen years old.
The little girl came outside the golden umbrella, circled around it, and looked inside curiously.
President Nakamoto "saw" the little girl through the perspective of VR eyes, but he didn't care. He was very aware of the little girl's murderous pattern, and he didn't trigger it at all.
But seeing the little girl coming, President Nakamoto did not leave. He pressed the stop button of the electric wheelchair and sat quietly in the wheelchair, waiting for the arrival of the culprit who made him like this. He knew that he would definitely come. of.
On the other side, Lin Yuanqing ran all the way to the center, faster and faster, and soon arrived at the entrance of Watermark Garden.
As soon as he arrived, Lin Yuanqing saw this scene. A lonely old man was sitting in a wheelchair, and a lively little girl was circling around the old man. It looked very warm, and paired with the paper dust floating around There is a beautiful sense of picture.
"Nakamoto? Did you release this thing?" Lin Yuanqing stopped and asked with a frown.
"Mr. Lin, you are here. How do you like the gift I gave you?" President Nakamoto "saw" Lin Yuanqing's arrival and said with a mocking tone.
The little girl turned her head when she felt someone approaching. The killing pattern was triggered again and she suddenly disappeared.
The supernatural powers of the ghost heart and ghost eyes were triggered again, suppressing the external supernatural powers.
Lin Yuanqing tightened the ghost stick in his left hand, ready to swing it out at any time.
"Mr. Lin, you are very strong, really very strong. I brought the strongest of the few A-level ghosts here, but I didn't expect that I couldn't do anything to you." President Nakamoto continued.
"I don't need to tell you that I am very strong. Have you decided how to die?" Lin Yuanqing replied lightly, his eyes wary of his surroundings.
Suddenly, ripples appeared in the space in front of him, and Lin Yuanqing swung the ghost stick without even thinking.
Click, the sound of a stick hitting flesh was heard, and a little girl flew sideways out of sight.
Lin Yuanqing walked up to President Nakamoto without even looking at the little girl.
"I know I can't live. I will die within two days without you taking action. I just don't understand why you would do that. Wouldn't it be better to talk about these things directly? "President Nakamoto's tone became a little confused.
Seeing Lin Yuanqing continue to approach, President Nakamoto took out a pistol made of white bones from his arms. There was a jet black flame burning slowly on the gloomy pistol.
President Nakamoto raised his gun and pointed it at Lin Yuanqing.
The moment Lin Yuanqing pointed the gun at himself, a strong sense of crisis came.
"Just tell me that I want to open the box, will you agree?" Lin Yuanqing stopped and asked calmly.
"No." President Nakamoto replied silently. He never pulled the trigger of the gun in his hand, but pointed at Lin Yuanqing quietly.
"Shoot, why don't you shoot? Are you too old to pull the trigger?" Lin Yuanqing mocked. At this distance, he believed he could avoid the only bullet.
President Nakamoto stopped talking and quietly raised his hand to point at Lin Yuanqing. The two sides reached a deadlock.
"I see, you are afraid of missing, aren't you? You know, as long as your shot is empty, with my character, your club will disappear from this world, so, You don't dare to bet, right?" Lin Yuanqing was stimulated by the huge sense of crisis, and his words gradually became more and more sarcastic.
President Nakamoto still didn't speak, and the hand holding the gun was trembling a little. He was too old, and he only had one chance, so he waited quietly, waiting for that opportunity to appear.
"Nakamoto, let me tell you a secret. I am a ghost, a conscious ghost. Ghosts cannot die. If I remember correctly, your gun can only freeze Ghost for an hour!”
“Even if you hit me, your club will still disappear after an hour. Don't worry, I will never let anyone related to you go, and I will not let them live in a world like a region. I will send them to see you soon." Lin Yuanqing's words became more frequent. , has been playing with the mentality of President Nakamoto, and the ghost throat has more and more supernatural powers, gradually breaking through the suppression of the surrounding ghost realm.
President Nakamoto's hand holding the gun trembled even more violently, and his eyes under the VR glasses became a little frightened. He thought to himself: No wonder, no wonder he can keep using supernatural powers without the ghost reviving. (End of this chapter)