Breaking through the room, Su Zhao's mental power gathered and formed a spear, which was definitely better than the long sword sent by the system.

Su looked around, all kinds of monsters that should not appear in reality, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good, if the whole world was like this in the future, it would be over.

But now is not the time to think about this matter, Su Zhao lifted the body of the gun violently, and slammed the head of the gun at the ghost thing that rushed to the side, and the explosive power of the gun head made it too late for the ghost to howl, and the entire soul body collapsed.

This time, it was directly like stabbing a hornet's nest, and all the ghosts rushed towards Su Zhao to kill.

If Su Zhao kills, they will also kill him, and if Su Zhao doesn't move, they will still do it.

It's just that Su Zhao's palms are very tight, and he has never encountered such a dangerous situation.

With so many ghosts killed, how can you fight it?

Suddenly, Su Zhao's spiritual platform was clear, and the spear in his hand turned into the most simple and simple telekinetic silk thread, which instantly stretched and lengthened, and under the control of his two fingers, it was like a spiritual snake sweeping around.

It is not lethal at all, it is just a soft silk thread, which is getting longer and longer, constantly bending between swings, and constantly sweeping around.

All kinds of roars of ghosts are right in front of him, and he will bite Su Zhao at any time, and his body alone is not enough for so many ghosts to stuff his teeth.

But what Su Zhao was doing was still waving the two silk threads in his hand, only to see the silk threads bending and twisting, as if there were these silk threads around him.

In an instant, these threads composed of telekinesis emitted a terrifying brilliance, and the silk threads solidified and catapulted like springs in all directions.

The power was terrifying, and all the ghosts that approached were cut off by the winding silk threads, or arms, or heads, or were cut diagonally - the silk threads were like blades, and no ghost creature could compete with the power of the telekinetic silk threads.

After a few breaths, the scene was silent, and the wailing and screaming of the ghosts were no longer heard.

It's like I've finally come back to earth from hell.

Rustle rustle...... Rustle rustle......

Su Zhao hadn't taken a breath anymore when he heard the sound of a ghost thing approaching, but this ghost thing was different from the one he had encountered before.

In the past, ghosts were semi-entities, but now this one is a full entity.

And wearing human pajamas, the ghost aura on his body, and his slow pace were weird, but Su Zhao recognized it as soon as he saw it - it was actually Yang Nanhua, who had been against him in the First Hospital of the Southern Suburbs.

Now Yang Nanhua has let the ghosts devour his mind, and almost all of them have replaced the shells of the ghosts, but Yang Nanhua's remaining mind jumped out excitedly when he saw Su Zhao's existence: "Tut-tut, Su ...... Su Yisheng, you're finished today, I will definitely eat you all in one bite!"

Su Zhao chuckled: "Think too much." Why, when you become a ghost, do you think you're awesome?"

Yang Nanhua let out a strange laugh: "You will die, you can't fight me!" Haha, remember the last time Chen Jie happened, I personally injected the potion into his body. ”

When Su Zhao heard this, his eyebrows froze and he sneered.

It turns out that last time, it was you who did it!

Then I can't spare you, the silk thread in Su Zhao's hand danced again, densely packed in this space.

Yang Nanhua didn't even notice the crisis, and still walked towards Su Zhao with a hideous expression.

Yang Nanhua's heart was beating wildly, but the beating amplitude was getting bigger and bigger, and suddenly, a big mouth full of fangs grew out of Yang Nanhua's entire chest, supporting Yang Nanhua's upper body to fold back.

Naturally, he couldn't see Su Zhao, because the whole person could only see the ceiling.

This is all mutated, and the silk thread in Su Zhao's hand broke out and cut towards Yang Nanhua!

Hiss!

Like cutting tofu pieces, Su Zhao's silk thread was very sharp, and Yang Nanhua was chopped into several pieces in a few clicks.

Yang Nanhua's pupils were still flashing with regret!

This should be the end of the story, right?

Scanning the whole scene again, as the fog dissipated, the bodies of ghosts still existing in the world continued to dissipate as if they had been evaporated by the sun.

The only thing left is Yang Nanhua's corpse, which was still left in this place after being invaded and assimilated by ghosts.

At this time, the fog dissipated.

This time, it is really called the feeling of exhaustion, and the use of telekinesis made Su Zhao tired and half paralyzed directly on the bench.

Yang Nanhua's body was next to his heels, and he didn't want to move.

It wasn't until the morning, when the morning light shone on every inch of the meeting room, that more than 100 personnel woke up from their nightmare. As soon as they talked, they realized that everyone had fallen into the same nightmare, and that nightmare was terrible.

In Su Zhao's eyes, they just forgot about the past, what should they do in the city.

But for them who have nightmares, they clearly feel that every moment, their body, and every behavior are manipulated, and they don't feel anything, they are imprisoned.

When they saw the central hall of the clubhouse, Yang Nanhua's completely inexplicable corpse, and the huge teeth that protruded from his chest, they suddenly understood that the world was about to change.

They were all at a loss.

Yang Nanhua's corpse was definitely taken for study, which obviously does not belong to the embodiment of science, if it weren't for the horror, these doctors would want to start studying it first.

Su Zhao went back to his room early to make up for sleep at this time, and the night of fighting made him realize what it means to be physically weak. If he had the body of a punch man, anything would be easy to say.

When he woke up, he still attended the follow-up meeting, and no one knew that he had saved the entire hospital.

Su Zhao was even less interested in taking the credit for himself.

His entire mind was now in his nightmare world, and this time, it had changed too much......

When the meeting was over, the bad news from outside was overwhelming - the fog widened, more nightmare patients appeared, all the relevant departments in the world took action, and even cross-regional video meetings between countries were not uncommon.

Back at the Su Medical Center, it was the time for a group of people to eat a boxed lunch at noon, a very good corporate culture, Su Zhao nodded, walked into the medical hall and said, "Is there mine?"

Chu Fat Man sat on the outermost, and while eating, he said, "Yes, inside." ”

Xiao Mo saw Su Zhao coming back, and seemed excited: "Brother Su, it's fatal, there are more and more patients, not only from other regions, but also from other hospitals!

Su was white, and the situation was getting worse and worse.

At this time, Su Zhao stepped in, and a beautiful doctor in a white coat also stepped into Su's Medical Hall.

"Where's Dr. Su?"