In the corridor, ghostly energy suddenly spread out like a flood.
Limbs of corpses crawled on the old man's body like leeches, and a deep dark light was revealed in his sunken eye sockets.
Aliang and Qiu Ling were both stunned. They didn't seem to expect why Brother Yu would suddenly take action.
The ghost energy suddenly rose up and rushed towards Jesse.
The next moment, it collapsed.
The man in the suit picked up the coffee, took a sip, and put it aside. He said nonchalantly, "Everyone, we just want to bring someone to our place for tea. Maybe we can put aside our hostility..."
Before he could finish his words, several silver lights suddenly appeared in the air and disappeared in a flash.
Jesse noticed something, squinted his glasses slightly, and disappeared from his seat in an instant.
The seat was shattered into pieces like paper in the blink of an eye.
Sister Meng opened her hands and said, "Oh, you run pretty fast."
Jesse appeared in the corner and looked at Sister Meng's fingers. There were five invisible thin lines connecting the fingertips.
Jesse's eyes wandered as he took out a metal capsule from his pocket and said, "If you don't like my suggestion, then do as you please."
After saying that, he crushed the metal capsule in his hand. In an instant, like a smoke bomb, a thick ghost fog rose up and swept across, engulfing the entire room, rushing into the corridor and engulfing the entire corridor.
Aliang covered his eyes, mouth and nose, and took several steps back. When he could see clearly, he found that he was the only one left in the entire corridor, and the rest of the people were nowhere to be seen.
The only person who remained there with him was Kate, who lay half-dead on the ground.
He still looked like he was dying, but he just couldn't swallow his last breath.
"Where did they go?" Aliang took out a scalpel from the cloth bag on his back and turned to look at Kate on the ground.
Kate laughed a few times and coughed up a pool of black blood.
"Just disperse you and deal with you one by one."
Ah Liang looked at his sickly body calmly and asked, "You are quite confident."
"So, who is going to deal with me?"
Kate looked at Aliang's cold eyes and pulled a smile at the corner of her mouth: "Of course it's me."
"You don't even seem to have the strength to get up. How can you kill me?"
Kate drooped her eyelids and said hoarsely, "This has been my life since that day."
"Suffering and illness cannot be separated from me."
"People need food to survive, and I need disease to survive. Even though I'm dying, you don't know that I'm enjoying this process..."
Kate chuckled, her mouth wide open, several of her teeth already falling out, and she swallowed it down her throat.
Aliang narrowed his eyes slightly and held the scalpel tightly in his hand.
Kate looked at Aliang and asked, "Do you know why?"
"Because there's a sick ghost inside me. Your torture is more like a few doses of stimulants injected into my body."
Aliang frowned slightly and noticed that the black blood on the ground was wriggling horrifically.
Looking closely, the black blood mixed with spit was filled with densely packed parasites.
When Aliang's expression changed slightly, Kate suddenly stood up and pounced on him like a facehugger.
On his bloodstained face, there was a look of crazy excitement...
…
“Ahem…”
Brother Yu walked in the dark with the help of a cane, coughing lightly from time to time. After walking for a while, the surroundings became bright and he could see clearly.
Before he knew it, he was back at the door of his room.
"Interesting, but then what?"
Yu Ge spoke hoarsely and reached out to grasp the door handle, but before he opened it, a voice suddenly came from the darkness at the end of the corridor, clear and loud.
Brother Yu let go of the door handle and turned to look over there.
In the darkness, a pair of eyes shining with purple light appeared, and Mihawk, dressed in gentleman's clothes, walked out of the darkness.
Holding a survey report in his hand.
Mihawk looked at the young man in the single list, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Fifth in Group A, Mr. Yu Guo?"
Yu Ge uttered two words: "It's me."
"Why is it different from the one in the investigation report? The person above doesn't look like the old gentleman." Mihawk said lightly as he looked at the black and white photo printed on the paper.
Brother Yu held his cane in both hands and said slowly, "Does that mean your investigation was incorrect and you found the wrong person?"
Mihawk looked at the photo, then at the old man, shook his head slightly, and said with a hint of a smile: "No, you are him. You have a black spot on your face, in the same position, and the outline of your face is somewhat similar."
"I don't know why the photos I got are different, but as long as I'm sure I got the right person, that's all that matters."
Mihawk flicked the investigation report away, and when it landed on the ground, the paper turned into ash.
Brother Yu looked at the wisp of ash, one hand on his crutch, the other on his back, he looked up at Mihawk and asked, "So, what are you capable of?"
Mihawk's eyes were covered with purple light, and the skin at the corners of his eyes was shattered. In a gust of wind, he rushed in front of Yu Ge, and the strong ghost power formed a shock wave that fell on the latter.
It was as if he was hit by a train. Before Brother Yu could react, he was sent flying.
With a loud bang, the wall at the end of the corridor collapsed.
Mihawk twisted his neck, his ghostly eyes flashing strangely, and he said calmly: "Your organs are like wilted flowers. They taste bad. They are not my taste."
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