Ning Chuan was extra careful when going down the stairs, the situation in the corridor let Ning Chuan know that the place he was in should be full of dangers, and maybe he would pay the price of blood if he was not careful. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fortunately, the situation that Ning Chuan was worried about did not happen, and the entire staircase was safe. Moreover, it is impossible to kill him by inexplicably coming out of a trap in the death design, and the deadliest existence in it should be a powerful ghost, and those people will die in the corridor before, probably just to remind Ning Chuan and tell him that the game has officially begun.

After cautiously going out of the stairs, Ning Chuan saw the scene on the first floor, and then his whole person was frozen there, what are those deaths upstairs, everything here is the main dish!

As far as Ning Chuan could see on the first floor, all the exits and windows were sealed by falling iron windows, apparently to prevent someone from escaping deliberately, otherwise how could those people run upstairs.

As for the reason why those people fled, Ning Chuan also found the answer.

Right next to the iron door of the exit, a huge cylindrical thing with countless giant curved blades on it was parking. If you could describe it as an object, it would look like the harvester in front of the harvester that harvests wheat!

In the middle of the first floor is a discotheque, which, judging by the severed limbs and severed arms all over the floor, suddenly fell from one end of the wall and swept from one end of the wall to the other while everyone was indulging in loud music.

During this period, someone should have discovered the danger, and when they panicked, they subconsciously ran in the direction of the exit, and even drove other people who found the danger to crowd there together.

It's just that when everyone saw the inexplicably blocked exit, there was no chance to turn around and go upstairs again.

In this way, at the exit, the corpses of the people were almost piled up into a small mountain, and it was impossible to distinguish which limb belonged to whom.

"This kind of trick can't be that the last powerful ghost didn't die, but it greatly enhanced his ability to set traps!"

Ning Chuan suddenly realized that the killing method here also belonged to the category of traps, but it was nothing compared to the traps he had encountered in the villa before, and they were not at the same level at all.

If you guess like this, Ning Chuan feels that the ghost has become a lot trickier, but why does the ghost focus so much on traps, even if it is biased towards traps, it should also be a restricted class, and in the end, it is still a ghost to complete the harvest, and the trap will have vitality, and you can survive by getting out of the trap in some way halfway, and here is the trap that will die!

At the same time, Ning Chuan heard a lot of people shouting to the south of him, it seemed that not all of them died in this hall, no matter how it was, it was impossible for all of them to dance here.

Listening to the source of the shouts, Ning Chuan hurriedly ran over, and at this time Ning Chuan urgently needed to determine whether it was everyone who triggered the trap themselves, or whether the ghosts themselves were in charge of all this.

When Ning Chuan rushed to the place where the shouts were made, he found that they were two separate spaces, which should be two separate dance floors with smaller spaces.

Unfortunately, three sides of the two dance floors were blocked by lowered iron railings, while the other was covered by a thick concrete wall.

Ning Chuan was standing in the middle of the two dance floors at the moment, and the people inside were all desperately slapping the iron railing in his direction.

After everyone saw Ning Chuan, they seemed to see hope, and they all kept shouting at him.

"Let us out, we have money, we will give you as much as you want!"

"I don't want to die, please, let me go, I still have a wife and children outside!"

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Everyone regards Ning Chuan as the initiator of everything, only Ning Chuan knows that he is also a person in this game.

Looking around carefully, Ning Chuan didn't find any switches that could turn on the iron railing, even if he wanted to rescue everyone, there was nothing he could do.

As for the idea of lifting the iron railing, it was directly ruled out by Ning Chuan, if it could be lifted, would the people inside still need to shout, they definitely tried all kinds of methods, and only started shouting in despair.

Faced with this situation, Ning Chuan chose to remain silent and did not respond to anyone's words, there was no need for him to do a superfluous thing.

The people inside didn't think so when they saw Ning Chuan's attitude, they all thought that Ning Chuan was the designer of the trap, he didn't make any reaction, he just wanted to watch everyone trapped, so everyone gradually turned from unsuccessful calls for help to abuse.

Ning Chuan ignored all the scolding, since he couldn't save everyone, let's see what would happen to them.

During this period, Ning Chuan took the opportunity to observe the surrounding terrain to prevent the ghost from having no way to escape, after all, he didn't know whether the trap that killed everyone needed the ghost to appear and activate it personally.

Soon, Ning Chuan knew the answer to his question, during this period, the ghost did not appear, but there was an abnormality on the two dance floors, and it seemed that there was no need for the ghost to come and operate it personally.

I saw that at the top of every dance floor, there was a huge iron plate, which was descending towards the ground at this time.

The appearance of this phenomenon made the people who were locked up on the two dance floors blow up, this is the rhythm that wants to kill them all!

Ning Chuan also realized that this trap also belonged to the category of mortality, as long as the people inside had no way to escape, there was no chance of survival, and their cry was simply a swan song before death.

Looking at the hysterical shouts of the people inside, Ning Chuan could only mourn quietly for them in his heart.

The iron plate above is descending little by little, and the people inside can no longer stand when the space is compressed, but turn into a half-squat, and finally can only lie on the ground, desperately holding against the iron plate with their hands, trying to prevent it from continuing to fall.

However, the result was cruel, how could the arms of flesh and blood stop the heavy iron plate and the machinery that supplied it with energy.

The heavy iron plate first bent everyone's arm, and then compressed the space inside a little bit, and the bodies of those who were a little fatter were already deformed, even if they were not dead, it made them extremely uncomfortable, and basically the internal organs were out of position.

However, the pain did not last long, and the iron plate finally squeezed their heads, and the sound of skulls breaking and screams kept coming into Ning Chuan's ears, and the miserable scene made Ning Chuan unbearable to look at directly.

When all the cries disappeared, Ning Chuan looked at his feet, which were already full of liquid mixed with blood and minced meat, and as for the people in the two dance halls, they were all filled with meat.