Chapter 405 You are so fucking indifferent.

Author: No melons in October

Chapter 405 You are so fucking indifferent.

At this time, the atmosphere on the field was a little anxious.

The Tomahawk Ghost looked at Shen Jian not far away, and his grimace that was originally smiling suddenly fell into a deathly stiffness.

The momentum around him was even more stagnant.

Damn it!

He said why he didn't see the elder brother coming back to inform him.

I dare to be cheated.

This is so damn cruel.

No hesitation.

The Tomahawk Ghost turned around and ran away.

Although his target was not Shen Jian, his eager and hungry expression still made him shiver.

It's like being targeted by some natural enemy.

There is a visceral fear.

so.

He fled... made a strategic retreat.

All the players were stunned.

Three perspectives were reshaped.

Only humans have ever run away from evil spirits, and evil ghosts have always run away from humans. This is just like a dream.

It turns out that evil spirits can also be afraid and frightened.

This scene.

It allowed them to regain some confidence in being human beings.

The eyes are even more complicated.

In the horror game copy, they struggled to survive, walking on thin ice, and looked more like minions than minions in front of the evil ghosts.

Never thought that human beings could chase ghosts.

If such a scene were photographed and uploaded to a paranormal forum, it would probably cause a sensation in the entire paranormal circle.

Thinking room.

Shen Jian took action here.

He took back the blood-stained chainsaw, took out the mourning stick, and shouted directly: "Brother Ghost, don't run away. We are all good people and won't do anything to you. Stop now and I'll show you something good." "

Tomahawk Ghost:!!!

God is such a good person.

Can you be a bit embarrassed when you ride a horse?

He remembered what he had just seen.

A ghost king was dismembered into six pieces by this cruel human being, and he died with his eyes open.

this is too scary.

With this level of cruelty, you can just come and take our place.

I still have the nerve to say that I am a good person.

Nonsence.

Should a good person who co-authored the book deserve to be framed like this?

Think of this.

The Tomahawk Ghost had only one thought in his heart.

Yo-Yo.

These humans will kill whoever they like.

Anyway, he was determined to take care of this little turtle.

then.

His speed increased a bit.

Even the battle ax in his hand was dropped.

Travel light.

Shen Jian chased after him.

Still explaining earnestly: "Brother Ghost, listen to my quibble. The brother who was trampled under my feet just now has this kind of need for abuse. As his friend, I naturally have to satisfy his need. Masochistic tendencies.”

"If you don't have masochistic tendencies, I can choose some painless, harmless, and won't damage your health methods to help you."

Battle Ax Ghost:???

A question mark slowly formed in his mind.

Are you sure you're not rushing to kill me?

You're going to fucking kill me, and you're saying you won't damage my health?

very nice.

What he said was like farting.

The battle ax ghost sneered.

He kept traveling through the haunted house full of mazes, trying to get rid of the demon Shen Jian.

His advantages are great.

Because this human being is not familiar with the structure of a haunted house at all.

As long as he can be allowed to run back to the base camp, then this human being's days of showing off his cruelty will be over.

"Brother Gui, can't you really give me a chance?"

Shen Jian's tone began to become impatient.

Looks unhappy.

And he took out a red spear from his body.

That's a Rakshasa gun.

Ma Mian’s exclusive underworld weapon.

He has the power to kill people by stepping on his footprints.

And the road that the Tomahawk Ghost walked just now was densely covered with footprints in his eyes.

"Haha, human, you will be dead soon!"

A somewhat sinister smile appeared on the Tomahawk Ghost's face again.

At this time, he was not far from the haunted house base camp.

As long as he persists a little longer, he can successfully escape.

"In this case, we are not destined to be together, but I still want to thank you for leading the way."

See the situation.

Shen Jian also felt a little regretful.

then.

Stepping on a dark footprint.

The Rakshasa gun poked out.

at once.

A big hole appeared in the chest of the Tomahawk Ghost a hundred meters away.

"Ahhh!"

The next second.

The desperate screams of the fierce ghost sounded.

The players who arrived looked at each other in confusion.

"What the hell..."
To be continued...