Chapter 409 Thriller Game Kills NPC (3)
This sudden action startled Wang Lijuan.
Xiao Pai chuckled happily.
"Brother Egg, stop joking now. I know you're brave, but I never thought you were brave enough to joke about something that's neither human nor ghost!"
But soon the relaxed smile on Xiao Pai's face gradually disappeared, because he thought that Egg Bro, who was joking with him, was now putting his hand into his mouth.
No, strictly speaking, it's about stuffing your entire fist inside.
"Where...where is it...?"
He opened his mouth wide, his eyes widened, drool dripped all over his hands, and he made a sound from his throat.
"Where's my phone... is it in my throat...?"
Seeing that his mouth was about to be torn open by his own hand, Xiao Pai retreated while looking at his former friend in horror, his voice trembling.
"Brother Egg... Brother Egg, don't scare me! What are you doing, Brother Egg...?"
Zhang Zhuang slowly knelt down, shoving both hands into his throat. His small mouth couldn't possibly fit two hands, so he began to forcefully tear at the corners of his mouth. Under the lights, everyone watched in disbelief as he slowly ripped open his lips, his upper and lower jaws being ripped open by his hands, blood flowing all over his hands. Yet, seemingly oblivious to the pain, he continued to push his hands into his throat…
"My...phone...is...not...in...my...throat..."
After saying this, Zhang Zhuang stared wide-eyed and remained motionless.
"ah--!!!"
Shen An'an's scream was quite piercing, adding to the horror and horrification of the bloody scene before her.
Xiao Pai was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
At this moment, the one who was most afraid was Wang Juanli.
She stared at Zhang Zhuang's miserable end, and a sentence she had heard on the radio when she got on the bus suddenly came to mind.
"Don't talk to people with four eyes."
At first, she was wondering what kind of monster had four eyes.
But now, upon seeing the black-rimmed glasses on the man's face, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and the belated panic almost made her lose her balance.
If she had spoken to that bespectacled man, she would have ended up like Zhang Zhuang...
Looking again at Zhang Zhuang's face, which was torn to shreds and covered in blood, Wang Juanli felt her stomach churning and turned her head away, vomiting until she felt dizzy and disoriented.
At this moment, the man who had been sitting in his seat slowly stood up, and his previously bent waist slowly straightened out. Then, the sound of bones separating and dislocating tormented everyone's ears.
When he stood up, his head almost touched the top of the tram. He was over two meters tall and walked slowly and stiffly toward the crowd.
Xiao Pai had already hidden at the very back, and Shen An'an was clutching Gao Linjun's clothes, not daring to open her eyes.
At this moment, Le Xin noticed that there were other people in the carriage who were sitting calmly in their seats, watching the bloated corpse walk over, and still looking completely unperturbed.
Is it fake?
Or were you just scared out of your wits?
Just then, accompanied by a strong, pungent, and rotten smell, the man walked up to Gao Linjun, Le Xin, and the others.
He slowly lowered his head, revealing a patch of rotten flesh wrapped around his long neck, from which pus was constantly oozing.
He stared at the group.
"Have you seen my phone?"
Now who would dare to talk to him? Gao Linjun and Shen An'an lowered their heads, while Le Xin turned his face to look out the window.
Seeing that no one paid attention to him, the man dragged his swollen body around again.
Wang Juanli was trembling with her head down when suddenly she felt a sticky, cold sensation behind her ear, followed by a soul-searching voice pouring down from above her head.
"You took my phone..."
I don't! !
Wang Juanli instinctively wanted to retort, but when she looked up, she suddenly saw a dead face that was infinitely close to her face and zoomed in. Her eyes rolled back and she fainted from fright.
The man glanced at her, making sure she was really scared unconscious, then slowly turned around and looked at the only girl sitting alone in her seat.
Jin Shu was looking down and playing with her bracelet.
The man smirked, a stench of decay wafting out as he lowered his head.
"I saw it, you took my phone..."
Give me back my phone!!
Jin Shu slowly raised her head, and a face that was soaked and swollen was pressed tightly against hers, almost touching the tip of her nose.
“Give me back my phone…”
"Bang--!"
Before the man could finish speaking, a heavy punch landed directly on his face, smashing his already rotting skin into a hollow.
Male corpse: ? ? ?
He got beaten up?
The terrified crowd: ? ? ?
Is this even possible?
"You dare hit me!"
The slow-talking, stiff-moving male corpse suddenly became enraged. The carriage swayed violently, pulling at his swollen, enormous body, which swelled even larger in his rage. It was as if pus was constantly being poured into his body. His face, which was still somewhat presentable before, had now turned into a puddle of melted clay. His eyes were uneven, and his skin was all running down his face. However, his glasses were still firmly on his face, and upon closer inspection, the two temples of the glasses were deeply embedded in his temples.
"You're a thief! You stole my things! Tell me, where's my phone?!"
Tell me!! Where's the phone!!
A shrill scream from his throat echoed throughout the carriage. In an instant, all the lights overhead began to flash wildly, alternating between black and white. Across from him, Le Xin shouted loudly.
"Jin Shu, did you take his phone or not?!"
Jin Shu gave her a cold look, then reached into her bag and pulled out a pen, stabbing it into the man's gaping mouth.
Immediately afterwards, another punch was thrown.
Then, the entire carriage fell completely silent.
The male corpse's eyes were wide open, as if they were about to burst, clearly not expecting that someone among this group of players would actually be able to attack it.
"I'm going to kill—"
"Bang--!"
Another punch smashed one of his eyeballs out.
"you--"
"Bang—bang—smack—"
The fists rained down like a storm, and the slaps came from both sides, sending the man's flesh flying from his face. It was a horrifying and disgusting sight, but for some reason, it was strangely satisfying.
The male corpse had been beaten back repeatedly and was powerless to fight back. He fell to the ground with a thud, shouting as he did so.
"Stop hitting me! I'll tell you how to get off the bus! Please stop hitting me!"
Jin Shu stopped what she was doing and looked down at him.
"explain."
Just then, the male corpse who had been sitting on the ground begging for mercy suddenly raised his head with a sinister grin and looked at Jin Shu in a sinister manner.
"You spoke to me."
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