Chapter 107 Ghosts
"Who!" Langang's whole body tensed up instantly.
The figure in the thick fog did not answer.
Bite the bullet, Langang took a few more steps forward, and the figure gradually became clearer.
He is very lean and short, and the nails on his hands are surprisingly long, like knives.
"Ghost Claw Three!" When Langang saw the knife-like nails, he immediately recognized the figure as Ghost Claw Three.
Seeing a familiar person, Langang felt a little more relaxed. Just as he was about to walk over, he suddenly remembered something and immediately stopped, staring at the figure in the distance.
Guizhao San's back was born with a disease and he could only stoop, but the figure in front of him was upright. Even though he was just standing, he could still feel the stiffness of the figure.
"No, there is definitely something wrong with this figure!"
Langang frowned, immediately took out a pistol, and without hesitation fired at the tall figure in the distance.
There was a flash of fire, and the figure immediately fell down.
But the way it fell was very strange. It didn't look like a living thing, but like a stiff corpse, falling straight down.
Although he felt that the figure was very strange, Langang still walked over.
He was completely lost here. If he didn't find some opportunities, he knew very well that he might not be able to get out in his life.
And this figure is the only opportunity here, even if it is a trap, it is an opportunity.
Soon, he walked to the place where the figure fell.
At such a close distance, the thick fog could no longer block Langang's sight. After he saw the figure clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.
That turned out to be Ghost Claw Three! But the whole entity was very stiff, and the bullet just fired was even embedded in his skin.
"damn it!"
He turned Guizhu San over with his feet, and Guizhu San's body looked like it was carved out of wood, and rolled twice on the ground with a thud.
However, when he saw the front of Ghost Claw Three, he suddenly took a breath of cold air.
I saw that his front was completely gone, yes, completely gone, as if it had been shaved off by a razor.
All the internal organs were cut in half flatly.
Only then did he realize that there was a layer of cold ice on these wounds.
"Gui Zhao San died so quickly. It must have been less than 5 minutes since I was separated from him!"
He said in disbelief.
The strength of Ghost Claw Three is not weak, it should even be said to be very strong. He can deal with B-class ghosts alone, but now he dies so easily, and in such a terrifying way.
At this time, a burst of footsteps suddenly came from behind him. The sound was dull and depressing, like a corpse with stiff legs taking steps.
Langang immediately turned around and saw a faint black figure slowly approaching him more than ten meters away.
He subconsciously wanted to shoot at the black figure, but before he could pull the trigger, a similar sound of footsteps suddenly came from his right.
His spirit jumped suddenly, and the thin sweat on his forehead turned into beads of sweat.
There seemed to be a black silver figure on the right, walking stiffly towards him step by step from the thick fog.
The one who can kill Ghost Claw Three so quickly must be a B-level or above ghost. This one is not enough, are there two more?
For the first time, Langang wanted to quit, and he regretted coming to perform this mission for the company.
So he quietly retreated to the other side of the two footsteps. He no longer planned to continue this mission.
But just as he took a step back, his whole body suddenly stood in place as if frozen.
Behind him, there was the dull, depressing and weird sound of footsteps.
This sound could never be coming from a living creature!
Before he could think of his next plan, he heard strange footsteps coming from all directions, and strange black figures gradually appeared in the thick fog, walking stiffly towards him.
Come.
At this moment, he no longer had any composure, beads of sweat continued to appear on his forehead, and his face was even a little livid.
Those black shadows densely surrounded him, and he knew very clearly that even if he could contend with one A-level ghost, he was definitely no match for so many ghosts!
Besides, I still haven’t figured out the characteristics and abilities of these ghosts! This is the most deadly thing.
And with the current situation, it seems that there is no time left to explore these by myself.
It seems that he has fallen into a certain death situation.
"No, there must be a way out!" Lan Gang roared.
Even though he knew that he was in danger of death and could only wait to die, his desire to survive did not allow him to give up.
"That black building, yes, that building must be the key!"
He was in a critical condition and had to go to the doctor indiscriminately. What's more, he was now at the critical moment of life and death. He had no time to think too much. He just went to confirm any ideas in his mind.
"Come!"
He suddenly shouted loudly, and the blood all over his body suddenly swelled, like countless bugs under his skin.
The combat uniform on his back seemed to be bulging high due to something.
At the same time, Langang's face became more and more ugly, as if he was fighting and controlling something. Finally, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and the bulge on his back was instantly pierced by two blood pillars, but the blood pillars were in the air.
They did not fall apart, but condensed into two slender red arms.
Each arm is nearly three meters long and as thick as a baby's arm.
"Get out of my way!"
His legs suddenly exerted force, and his whole body suddenly jumped out of place, rushing directly towards the direction of the black building.
And he could clearly see the dark shadows that were gradually approaching.
They turned out to be highly decomposed but strangely red corpses!
These corpses are without exception, and each of them exudes a gloomy coldness.
At this moment, on the second floor of the stone tower.
Seeing that more and more human poisons were attacking, Rong Fei finally calmed down and said to Lin Bei and Fang Kun:
"I have a method that can open a way for us, but after using this method, I may fall into a state of physical stiffness in a short period of time."
"Damn it, if you didn't tell me this way earlier, let alone freezing up, you could just sleep on the ground for a while, and I could carry it away for you!" Fang Kun called back while repelling the endless stream of human Gus that were rushing towards him.
road.
"Stop dawdling, I can't do it, isn't there Brother Bei? Are you still worried about his physical strength?" Fang Kun urged again.
He feels like he can hardly lift his arms now. Although it seems that he doesn't exert much effort, he just flicks the needle and shakes his wrist, but in fact he needs to expend physical energy every time to pass the evil spirit in his body.
The silk thread is passed to those fine needles.
So at this moment he could hardly hold on any longer.
Chapter completed!