Chapter 39: Soul Tide (4)
"Hurry up, we won't last long!"
Under the cover of Shen Xinyu and others, everyone rushed out towards the open gap one by one, and Lu Shangzhi knocked on the rattan ball made of tree vines on the side
"Old Zhou!"
The vines opened, and Zhou Tianhai jumped out of it
"Take my sisters and them first!"
The latter nodded, and released Lu Xue and Zhang Qing from the vines, and when he saw that everyone was evacuated safely, Lu Shangzhi immediately turned around, grabbed Shen Xinyu, who was shooting and covering him, and ran
"Sister Xiaoyu, why are you the only one left, Han Qingfeng?"
"It was still there, but it disappeared at some point. ”
"Is he trying to kill us?"
While they were talking, there was a sudden scream in front of them, and the two hurriedly accelerated and ran up.
"Huh... Ha... Hah..."
His physical strength gradually weakened, and the people around him surpassed him one after another, even He Jiaqi, who was slightly fat, ran ahead of him, Wu Tao glanced back, and he had become the last in the queue
"No more...... I can't run...... Ha...... Ha...... Can't go on like this...... If those two guys in the back can't resist being chased by the ghosts, then won't I be the first to die? No, I don't want to die......
His eyes skimmed over the back in front of him, and a bold idea popped out of his mind, and his hand touched his pocket, and all that was available to his body was the mobile phone and a folding knife in his pocket
"I wanted to use it to stab Yu Yuren's ...... in the street Ha...... I can't help it...... Don't blame me...... Fatty!"
After that, he threw the folding knife forward and fell to the ground in front of him, how could the other party who was in a hurry to run lower his head and pay attention to the ground, so that when he stepped on the knife, he only felt a pain under his feet, and then because of the inertia of running, the soles of his feet slipped and caused the whole body to fall heavily on the ground, Wu Tao was overjoyed and hurriedly overtook him.
Wang Tong, who heard the sound from behind, glanced back, and his pupils instantly widened
"Lao He !!!"
He Jiaqi, who fell to the ground, heard the call and hurriedly raised his head, and before he could react, a big pale hand was on his shoulder, and when he looked back, a bare face without any organs appeared in front of his eyes.
His fingers snapped into the joints of his shoulders and tugged at each other, tearing one of his arms off.
"Ah!!! mm
Halfway through the screams, more and more hands came out from under the ground, some grabbing his ankles, some pulling at his ears, some putting their fingers into his mouth and clasping their chins, tearing them apart under his terrified eyes!
"Lao He !!!"
Kneeling on the ground, the whole person lay on the ground and tears couldn't stop flowing, they have been good friends since elementary school, and now they can only watch each other die and can do nothing, Wang Tong began to hate why he came here! Why did he pull each other along......
Yu Zhiren looked at him, he couldn't bear it, he ran back from the front, and happened to meet Lu Xue and others who were chasing after him, the two glanced at each other, and put Wang Tong on the ground with each other's hands, and Wei Xingxing in the distance couldn't help but be jealous when he saw that the two had such a tacit understanding.
When Lu Shangzhi and the others caught up, He Jiaqi's body had already appeared in front of the two of them in pieces, and the faceless ghost wanted to catch Shen Xinyu when he saw this, but he was knocked to the ground by Xiao Lu, the flower messenger, and carefully stepped over the meat pieces and ghost hands on the ground, and ran in the direction of Lu Xue and the others.
The physical strength was on the verge of the limit, and the people who could no longer run fell to the ground panting one by one, and the only one who could still stand was Tang Cheng, who was born in the military.
He casually pushed open a door, and found that this place was very familiar, take a closer look, isn't this the entertainment room where he and Zhou Tianhai stayed together before, after running so many roads, it stands to reason that he should have missed it a long time ago, but why did he come here after going around and around.
After the catastrophe, everyone who lived for the rest of their lives gradually got up from the ground and followed Tang Cheng into this room, Yu Zhiren and Lu Xue put Wang Tong down, and let him lean against the wall in despair, Wei Xingxing on the side hurriedly rushed over, hugged Yu Zhiren's arm tightly and swore his sovereignty, the latter looked embarrassed, Lu Xue didn't care, walked to his best friend and asked if he was okay, Zhang Qing shook his head and covered his abdomen and said that he was fine, but he was a little uncomfortable.
At this time, Lu Shangzhi and the others also came here, and after confirming that there were no ghosts chasing behind them, they walked in, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw the figure of Han Qingfeng's bastard, and just wanted to get mad, they were grabbed by Shen Xinyu and nodded the room with their chins, and the latter realized that something was wrong, and his brows furrowed slightly.
"Woo woo woo woo ......" Thinking of He Jiaqi's death, Wang Tong cried again
"See this, the camera is here, and which horror movie has you seen the photographer die?" the other man's words were still in his ears, but at this moment they seemed so ironic.
"What is it for a man to cry and cry!"
raised his head, glanced at Song Cheng, and said "Get out" with a trembling voice, the latter was not annoyed, and sat next to him, his eyes were reminiscing, slightly revealing a little sadness
"I can understand the feeling of losing a friend, everyone doesn't want this to happen......"
The former wanted to refute, but was interrupted by Song Cheng, "I guess you will definitely want to scold me for being a guy who can only speak cool words, right?"
In fact, I have also lost comrades...... And for me, I am a dear and dear comrade-in-arms...... Or two. It was because of my poor decision-making that they were sacrificed.
But brother, do you know that if death could solve the problem and make up for my mistakes, then I would not hesitate to exchange my life for them, but in fact it can't.
You might think that if you had paid more attention or run with him and picked him up immediately when he fell, maybe he wouldn't have died.
So let me tell you, instead of thinking about these unrealistic things, you should think more about how to use your life to create miracles, make it more valuable, and bring each other's share together, which is what the living should carry. ”
After saying this, he patted Wang Tong on the shoulder, stood up from the ground, poked his head out of the door and looked left and right, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was no situation
At this moment, the sound of the machine suddenly running in the entertainment room, everyone looked towards the source of the sound, and found that the computer host in the room had started by itself, Tang Cheng immediately rushed to the socket and unplugged the main switch of the tow board connected to the power supply, but the computer did not stop running, and the monitor was still on, all of which was beyond the scope of his cognition, and he retreated with an unbelievable look
Han Qingfeng walked to the front with steps, threw out two pieces of rune paper from his satchel, and held the sword duel in his hand, muttering something in his mouth. But before he could finish reciting the incantation, the operating frequency of the main engine suddenly accelerated, and it instantly exceeded the load, Tang Cheng hurriedly turned around and yelled when he saw this
"Get down!"
Dozens of computers exploded together, shattering all the window glass, and flying out with countless sharp objects wrapped in air waves
"Cough cough cough cough ......" The burning rune paper slowly fell from the air and fell in front of Han Qingfeng, he hammered the ground a little unwillingly, not because the spell failed, but because the number of rune paper was not enough to run out, these two were burned before they could play a role, it was really a bit of a waste, he would never have taken it upon himself if he knew this, it was really in response to the old saying - stealing chickens does not make rice.
Still immersed in remorse, there was an exclamation behind him.