"Name: Cha Nan

Identity: Hypnotherapist

Sacrificial Vessels: Unknown

……

Delegated Reward: Guidance from the Underworld - Nether Gate

Su Hang approached in the direction of the prey, and at the same time took out his mobile phone and quickly swept the message that the girl had just sent.

The only thing he knows now is that the psychological quality of the prey this time must not be weak. What's more, maybe the key to this opponent this time lies in his identity.

As for why the entrusted prey would be this person, Su Hang couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't think about it.

At the end of the road, there will always be an answer.

What's more, he has only experienced a duel when he really counts. If it weren't for the supplement of the girl's allure. For this game, he is still in a state of ignorance.

After all, no matter how good he was, he was still just a junior in high school.

Thinking like this, Su Hang's footsteps suddenly stopped.

In front of him was a deserted sanatorium.

The red line has disappeared by this point. His gaze was also beginning to return to normal. In this case, according to the girl's statement, then the prey must be around here.

Could it be that it's like the last round of fighting, or is it a hide and seek?

However, judging from the last battle, as long as the two of them are in the same area and duel him by name, this game will begin. So—

"Cha Nan, let's duel!"

Then, a wave of gray began to descend on the whole world, and then, swallowed it up.

At the same time, the voice full of banter sounded above the sky again—

"Challenger: Su Hang."

"Challenged: Cha Nan."

"No rules, no constraints, no limits! Bet on the past, bet on the present, bet on the future! Bet on family affection, bet on love, bet on life! Only when one side really dies can the other side win! “

"Death Duel, start now!"

"Su Hang, I'm very optimistic about you, you have to be careful in this duel, if you are not careful, it will be a catastrophe."

The last reminder of this voice was that Su Hang didn't take it to heart.

After all, judging by his attitude towards losers, perhaps he just wanted to make the game a little more exciting.

He just took out his notebook, activated its second form, Scythe Jue, and carefully surveyed the surroundings.

……

In an unknown corner.

A man in a medical protective suit with a sickly look on his face is lying lazily on the sofa, staring at the picture projected from the projector.

In the picture, a face with obvious immaturity in the eyes appeared on it, looking at his cautious appearance, the man couldn't help but chuckle, and then muttered: "Fifty-third prey, enjoy the rest of your life." ”

……

After Su Hang walked around this dilapidated sanatorium, he still found no trace of Cha Nan.

At this glance, you can see the margin, since there is no outside, then it can only be inside.

Su Hang thought, so he held the sickle and cautiously approached the sanatorium in a state of resistance.

"Huh——?"

When Su Hang entered the sanatorium, the scene inside surprised him.

Although from the outside of the sanatorium, it looks like it has been abandoned. But when you walk in, you will find that the interior of the sanatorium seems to be brand new.

Clean floors, brand new tables and chairs, unused oxygen tanks against the wall......

All of this, although refreshing, also feels particularly inconsistent. But if you are asked to say where the discord is violated, you can't say it.

That's how it feels in Suzhou and Hangzhou now.

Moreover, I haven't even seen the main owner now. This game is too embarrassing. But if you think about it carefully, since the main lord has not appeared yet, then his sacrificial weapon must not be a strong attack type, and even his own combat effectiveness is not high.

Just like the outlaw card, although it has great features, it has many limitations.

So, as long as you analyze and look for it carefully, and don't mess up, it feels like a big win in this game. Although, this feeling of powerlessness is really uncomfortable,

Su Hang thought to himself while inspecting each room.

"Psychiatric Clinic No. 1"

Su Hang looked at the sign wrapped in the first office door, and felt a little surprised, and a thought flashed in his heart.

But these years only stay in the mind for a moment, and then disappear again, after all, for the present, these are irrelevant.

He took the sickle and slammed the door open. However, there was not a single person inside.

Except for a desk.

He slowly approached the table. However, there is nothing special on the table. There is only one photo.

How could it be here?!

Su Hang looked at the only thing in this room that could be regarded as evidence, and he was very calm on the surface, but his heart was full of turbulence.

……

The man in black looked at the young man on the picture with a calm face, and was a little surprised in his heart, and then there was a trace of regret in the corners of his eyes.

However, there is only a trace of it. After a while, his eyes radiated a crazy light: "Anyway, you are going to die, you are going to die." ”

……

I saw a quiet intellectual woman appear in the photo, and she was holding a little boy at her hand, and the little boy's face showed a big smile, which was very warm.

The little boy in this photo is him, and the woman is the mother he hated so much before that!

However, how could such a photo end up here?

At this moment, Su Hang also felt that his brain capacity was not enough.

After all, it was either left behind by my mother when she came to recuperate. But how is this possible, the conditions of the magic capital are much better than this. If it's another possibility-

I don't want to admit it, but in this case, the probability of that possibility is still very high.

If, as he expected, then how should this battle continue?

Surrender directly?

Or do you adopt a policy of gentleness and use family affection to make the opponent give up?

No, he didn't want that, nothing could stop his determination! He wants to win every duel with dignity.

At most, let's see if we can come up with a perfect method. If you can't, you'll have to fight to the end.

While all sorts of thoughts swirled in his mind, he carefully put away the photo and put it in his pocket. Then, thinking about walking outside the door.

What he didn't notice was that soon after he pocketed the photo, the photo slowly dissolved into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

And on the desk called "Psychic Clinic No. 1", a photograph lies quietly there.