In the office lobby.
The cold air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
A brutal fight took place in the dim light, and a pair of blood-red eyes flickered in the darkness.
Then a figure slowly walked out, it was Qi Yan.
His clothes were stained with a lot of coagulated blood.
With a ferocious face twisted, Qi Yan looked at Shi Yu and the others under the wall with a grim expression: "He is really an indestructible cockroach."
Shi Yu took a deep breath, and with a slightly trembling hand, he held the cigarette to the corner of his mouth and took a puff.
There were injuries of varying degrees on his body, but none of them were fatal.
Black Sulfur, standing aside, was covered in blood.
A small part belongs to others, and most of it belongs to you.
Pools of black blood fell to the ground, emitting a rotten smell.
Nothing fell, and the vitality was climbing on his body. The little pigeon on the blind man's shoulder looked at the bad blood on the ground, and its black bean-like eyes rolled.
“So much blood was lost…” The blind man’s face was a little pale, and he tightly grasped the black crutch in his hand.
The two of them were fine, but the ghost man's condition was undoubtedly the worst.
Lying in the corner, half of his body was beaten to pieces by Qi Yan.
As his flesh and blood rotted, he stood up tremblingly. The ghost man looked at Qi Yan and said, "The three of us are no match for him. Why don't we think of a way to escape..."
"You have to be able to run." Shi Yu shook off the ashes from his cigarette. His right hand was torn into pieces, revealing his white bones.
But as if he was numb to the pain, Shi Yu's voice sounded calm, with only a slight tremor.
Finally, in the corner, Lan Yan and Fang Ye, who were just there to watch, could only watch.
Lan Yan looked at Fang Ye with disdain: "What are you hiding here for? Go up and help."
Fang Ye's face was gloomy: "I have lost an ear."
"Oh, isn't there another one?"
Fang Ye clenched his fists and ignored Lan Yan, but looked at Mo Yan over there with a flickering look in his eyes.
"You can't help much, just stay away and don't cause any trouble."
Tong Yao, who was standing aside, had rested enough, said something, and then took off the black zipper mask on his mouth.
He stood up, and the curse lines at the corners of his mouth continued to spread. When his lips opened, a foul ghostly aura swirled out.
Qi Yan straightened his broken neck and said with a cold smile, "I haven't had enough fun yet."
"If you're not satisfied, I'll give you a big gift." Shi Yu said, tearing off his clothes.
The green-faced ghost opened its mouth and let out a strange howl.
Traces of ghostification crawled over the upper body, and patches of green scales also appeared faintly on the wheat-colored skin.
In the field, when Shi Yu and others from Group S were about to have the final fight with Qi Yan, suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed in the hall.
The sound of loud and clear footsteps was particularly clear.
Shi Yu and the others paused, then looked in one direction.
Who's coming again?
Friend or foe?
Qi Yan and Shi Yu were both worried.
Several eyes were fixed on the entrance of the corridor...
At the same time.
The woman in the red dress and the man in the suit received the gentleman's reminder, their expressions changed slightly, and then they left the monitoring room.
As soon as I came out, I suddenly saw a figure standing on the side of the dim corridor.
A figure walked over, and a little light shone on the face. It was Sister Zui!
The charming face of the woman in the red dress moved slightly: "Why are you here?"
The man in the suit's eyes moved slightly and stared at Sister Zui's exposed arm.
The skin covered with horrific scars exuded a foul ghostly aura.
"Fate, curse...disaster." The man in the suit adjusted his glasses and muttered.
Sister Zui's eyes seemed to be permanently devoid of emotion as she spoke calmly, "I was fighting with that Qin guy, but halfway through, he suddenly ran away."
“Then, I chased here.”
Sister Zui spoke calmly, looked at the two of them, and asked, "Where are you going now?"
The woman in the red dress looked at Ah Zui and smiled seductively: "Sir, you are leaving."
"If you can't get rid of him, then let the gentleman do it."
Sister Zui didn't say anything, but just asked, "Where is the master now?"
The woman in the red dress looked arrogant: "In low-level dungeons, he can be everywhere."
Sister Zui blinked and said calmly, "I understand."
The man in the suit put one hand in his pocket, looked at the time on his watch, and said casually, "We're running out of time."
"Let's go."
The woman in the red dress walked forward, her high heels making crisp sounds, but soon she stopped.
She turned around, her eyes resting on Sister Sin: "Why don't you follow me."
Sister Zui shook her head, raised a hand, and said calmly, "Nothing."
"If the gentleman doesn't come out, then I can only do something that is not in his plan."
The woman in the red dress narrowed her eyes slightly: "Something unexpected?"
"What do you mean by that..."
As she spoke, the woman in the red dress's gaze lingered on Sister Zui's hand.
That hand, gently raised.
Then it fell down suddenly.
In an instant, the pupils of the woman in the red dress suddenly contracted.
I saw that Sister Zui's hand was holding a kukri, and it had already pierced the heart of the woman in the red dress.
The horrible curse climbed up onto her body and quickly penetrated into her...
The graceful body trembled, and the pretty face of the woman in the red dress showed surprise.
She raised her head little by little and looked at Sister Zui in confusion: "What are you doing?"
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