Click!

Pull the trigger.

boom!

A strange and eerie aura gushed out from the gun barrel, quickly splitting into four ghost shadows in the air, whistling towards the ghost baby.

The front end of the bullet stream transformed into a hollow and horrified ghost face, accompanied by a shrill howl of resentment and wrapped in a strong and awe-inspiring murderous intent. It actually managed to faintly resist the ghost domain that was crushing the ghost baby in mid-air, and even directly broke through the ghost domain and attacked the ghost baby!

The ghost baby also felt the powerful evil force contained in the four ghost shadows, and a weird smile froze on his face.

"Ghost oil?"

The tender, shrill child's voice only managed to utter these two words.

The eerie bullet exploded as expected, and the ghost baby disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The blue-gray body bounced like a frog, appearing on the ceiling in one second, lying on the wall in the next, and flashing to the floor in the next second.

Those ghost shadows obviously had self-awareness, and they actually turned a corner and followed the ghost baby!

Four terrifyingly cold blood-red flames transformed into a pointed bullet with ghost patterns engraved on it in the air, chasing and killing the ghost baby.

Bang, bang, bang!

There was a crackling sound in the air.

The ghost baby dodged a few times, rolled its dark eyes, and hid behind the white mirror wall at lightning speed.

"!!!"

Bai Jingbi was horrified. Although she had awakened her special ability of speed, she knew that even if she increased her speed to the extreme, she could not avoid the bullet that contained such a terrifying aura of destruction.

She couldn't even see the trajectory of the bullet, she only felt a powerful force coming straight at her accompanied by a loud explosion!

At the last moment of life.

She only had time to press the format button on her phone.

call out!

The bloody bullet made a gorgeous turn in front of her, the air wave lifted her bangs and went straight around her.

“…”

Bai Jingbi looked down at his phone which was already being formatted.

It would be better to let her die.

After firing that bullet, the man stopped looking and put the pistol back into the leather quick-draw holster at his waist.

"Okay, let's talk about something else."

His calm and composed posture reminded people of the saying "A real man never looks back at the explosion."

Xie Yu: “…”

Feng Ling complained in a very low voice: "It turns out that the 'shooting for ten minutes' that is circulating on the Internet is serious."

White Mirror Wall: “…”

The stream of bullets chased the ghost baby, running rampant in the ward.

The ghost oil bullet, which is specially made with ghosts as the main raw material, is extremely resentful. As a disposable consumable, an ordinary ghost oil bullet costs 500 popularity points. This enhanced version of the ghost oil bullet has four ghosts added to it, and one is stronger than four.

Its product description reads: [You just need to shoot me out, and I will take care of the rest. ]

The creator of the ghost oil bullet used his genius idea to preserve the ghost's self-awareness.

"Why am I being refined into a bullet and living in a four-person room, and you are still here at your leisure! Die, all of you!"

Yes, once they lock on to their target, they will fight to the death.

The ghost energy passed through the wall, and the bullets left several black and rotten craters on the rotten wall. The wall paint peeled off, revealing the cement and bricks inside.

Men, no, Jiang Ji lowered her head slightly and glanced at the new members she had carefully selected in front of her.

There was no emotion visible on that cold and handsome face, but in fact, his heart was already setting off fireworks with joy.

Finally! Finally, we have some real fresh blood!

Starting a business is difficult, it is not easy at all, and she can no longer pretend to be a big crowd alone!

This is the second vest Jiang Ji created for himself.

The law enforcers will leave.

Fanatically following the footsteps of the Prophet.

Walking on the edge of darkness, listening to whispers all the time.

The gun named "Blood of Tyrant" executed countless weird and polluted Night's Watchmen.

Looking at the combat uniform of the man in front of him, Xie Yu's expression was thoughtful: "So you are our new recruit guide?"

Jiang Li raised his chin slightly, his sharp eyebrows and eyes balanced out the softness of his facial features, "You could say that this should have been the job of the agent, but she should be too busy to take care of herself now."

He snorted.

"I am different from her. I don't have that much patience to raise a child. If you can't make it here... I will find a better night watchman for the prophet, and you will pay for your own death."

Xie Yu frowned slightly: "What's wrong with Ji Qing?"

Hmm? Jiang Ji, who was dressed as a man, had to be alert.

The cold man gave him a meaningful look and said, "You won't die anyway, so you should just take care of yourselves."

"A butterfly in the Amazon rainforest occasionally flaps its wings, which can cause a tornado in Texas two weeks later... Since the beginning of the Battle Royale, your future has changed. It is the prophet who has given you a new life. We are all miserable people at the mercy of fate. We are fortunate to be chosen by the prophet from the Time Mirror Gallery to become insignificant saviors!"

As soon as Jiang Li mentioned the prophet, fanaticism and madness appeared in his indifferent eyes.

Feng Ling, no, Lin Yao said: "The prophet saw the future?"

Xie Jixing: "What will the future be like?"

The two spoke almost at the same time and looked at each other.

Jiang Li grinned, "What do you think it will be like?"

"That kind of distortion, weirdness, dead silence, and destruction are something you can never imagine in your entire life."

"When that day comes, 90% of the investigation bureaus in the world will be destroyed, and all the bureaus below the ranking list will be gray tombstones. More and more humans will be polluted, and they will pretend to be humans, working from nine to five and riding the subway, while the living space of real humans will be infinitely squeezed.

By that time, the strange will be everywhere, following you like a shadow... No matter where you escape to, the end of the universe, the end of the world, will be nothing but blood, flesh and bones, and endless scorched earth."

The man snapped his fingers, and something fell from the air. Xie Yu subconsciously reached out to catch it.

The white mirror wall and wind chimes next to them also took it with a confused look on their faces.

He looked down.

Lying quietly in the palm of your hand.

It was a pitch-black Polaroid photo that had not yet been developed.

When they saw this Polaroid photo for the first time, they felt a surge of panic and palpitations in their hearts.

It seems that this photo is about to emerge