Nodding his head, Gao Wei agreed, Qi Ying's idea was undoubtedly a feasible strategy, obviously well thought out, and the plan was mature.

"Okay, let's do what Qi Ying said, after returning to reality, stand still, wait for him to contact, you can add my contact information first, I haven't exposed my identity, I can act as a contact intermediary, the number is ......"

Before the word "tall ......" was spoken, when Gao Wei listened and looked back at Ah Liang indifferently, he didn't have his turn to say anything, and the whole person gradually turned into earthy yellow dust.

Turning into dust from the soles of his feet, his legs scattered, but his upper limbs did not fall to the ground due to lack of support, and the invisible force held him up, like a wonderful magic trick, suspended in the air.

And I, unconsciously, didn't realize that he was sandy until the grit turned into his arm floated past his sight, and Gao Wei realized that he was sandifying.

As the saying goes, once born, twice ripe, facing desertification again, the high risk is no longer the first panic and helplessness, calmly waiting.

In the eyes of others, the high-risk poof, the dandelion-like was blown away, drifted away with the wind, disappeared without a trace, and the whole hospital room could no longer feel the high-risk breath.

As if it never existed, never appeared.

"W-This?"

Feng Le shrank to the side the whole time, separated from everyone, unwilling to speak, and now witnessing what can be called a supernatural phenomenon, the muscles of his body suddenly trembled.

A pheromone called fear, spawned in large quantities, travels back and forth through the blood vessels, infiltrating every cell, causing it to emit a piercing scream.

I couldn't help but hallucinate and remembered the strange means of sacrificing to the gods.

He also used supernatural powers to kill Sang Liang, his friend, and his classmates.

The second appearance of the indescribable phenomenon reminded me of the blurred scene of flesh and blood, and the disgusting way of death was imprinted in my mind like a knife and an axe.

The memory that has never faded has been uncovered in an instant, and the most painful scar has been revealed

The picture that a person wants to forget the most is often vivid and impressive, and the more depressed it is, the more violent it is when released.

"No, don't!" The symptoms that are no different from PTSD attacked, and the frightened Feng Le lost his mind and crawled on the ground with his hands and feet.

Walk? Completely feared and only worthy, Shi Lezhi's humans, do they still know that they can walk upright?

Even if he's a terrifying Homo erectus.

The head struggled in a direction he didn't know, like a wriggling maggot, and as far as he could see, it was the god of worship who once again drilled out of his friend's back, feathered into a human, and stood in blood.

The eyes full of killing karma looked at him with bad intentions, as if he was looking at a dead person, through the pupils of the gods, Feng Le was shocked to find that the dead person turned out to be himself, not Sang Liang.

"No!" The screams were heartbreaking, choking on blood in the throat, overflowing from the corners of the mouth.

The fear that reached the depths of his soul put an unimaginable weight on Feng Le's spirit, and the yellow urine soaked his pants and flowed onto the hospital bed, wetting a large sheet of sheets.

The smell of fishy smell mixed with the strong smell of mildew permeated.

Everyone watched silently, no one stopped them, not because they were indifferent and cold by nature, but because no one had the opportunity to exercise.

At the first time when his teammates became hysterical, Zhang Yan reflexively chased him out, but he found that he couldn't move, starting from his ankles, and had entered the process of desertification.

As a police officer, an important assessment before graduation is to witness the whole process of shooting, before going to the scene of the shooting, the instructor asked the kitchen to prepare a large bowl of tofu brain for all the trainees.

A bowl is not enough, you can add more, the amount is full, the water is red chili oil, the color is bright, appetizing to the extreme, this time, the trainees who are used to eating the training ground, all the index fingers are moving, and the appetite is great.

Even Zhang Yan, who doesn't like to eat soy products, drank three bowls, and then was dragged by the bus to the scene of the execution.

When the gun went off, when the bullet penetrated the skull, there was a small eye and the back of the head, but it exploded into a hollow the size of the bowl, and the size was consistent with the bowl of eating tofu brain.

Fragments of blood and bones exploded, walking on the wide ground behind, several strings of blood beads burst on the faces of the students, and all of them did not change their faces and their hearts did not beat.

But when the condemned man fell, the red and white things in the cranial cavity mixed together, flowing all over the ground, facing the people, the red blood, the white and sticky brains.

It has almost the same appearance as the fragrant and delicious tofu brain, and at that time, some students couldn't help but spit it out, eager to spit out all the food in their stomachs.

It seems that what I eat is not a bowl of tofu brains with white flowers, but human brain flowers, mixed with spicy seeds.

When I went back to the academy, everyone was not as energetic as before, but the mood was very heavy, I didn't know what I was thinking, and when I went to bed that night, many students were suffering from hysteria because of the impact of the day.

Crying and laughing, beating each other in a rage, smashing anything at hand.

Therefore, Feng Le's reaction Zhang Yan was extremely clear, but he couldn't stop his escape.

"Don't run! Feng Le! Ignoring the call of the crowd, he ran out in a frenzy.

The sober consciousness, completely dominated by violent emotions, has no reason, and becomes a beast.

"That's right, I ran away again, leaving my classmates and friends behind, and ran away in shame." Feng Le made a choice again, he couldn't control his personal behavior at all, even if his brain was clear and his consciousness was clear, so what?

The disorderly behavior knocked down a few tables and chairs, and in fright, he fled outside, and the depressing atmosphere in the hospital room forced him to go crazy, and the empty four fields effectively released part of the pressure.

Cold sweat burst out, soaking through his clothes, and the guilt after escaping swallowed Feng Le like a rising tide.

The sense of guilt and self-blame repeatedly caught up with him, and from Feng Le's perspective, the red clouds in the upside-down world seemed to be the embodiment of Sang Liang, and no matter where he ran, he couldn't escape the range covered by the red clouds.

Sun monkey, can't run out of the Buddha's five finger mountain.

The body curled up together, hugging in a ball, he wanted to escape, but whether his eyes were open or not, the corpse's unwilling gaze.

The fear of death and the desire to survive are intertwined and can be seen.

Under the illusion of madness, the red clouds in the sky cracked open and became the eyes of humans.

Coldly staring at the ant dust on the ground, on the ground, Feng Le looked up cautiously, and the feeling of being uncontrollable was tantamount to sprinkling a handful of salt on the wound.

The blood flowed and gathered in his brain, and suddenly Feng Le's eyes turned black, and his self-exerting consciousness was swallowed up by fear, and he passed out.

"Huhuhu......"

"Ahem."

With violent breathing, rapid coughing, and the feeling of suddenly waking up from a terrifying nightmare, the high-risk body was drenched in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and he glanced around blankly.

The familiar ceilings are rotting and peeling paint, the windows are in disrepair and the wind squeaks in the wind, the faint musty smell caused by years of lack of sunlight, and the beds that are moderately soft and hard exude a faint smell of sweat.

Hand on your head? The high risk gradually came to his senses, is this in his own home?

Did he return home?

"Damn, the overlapping gate can't think of a way to solve the headache that wakes up after desertification!" The second time he got out of the overlapping game, the high danger returned to reality.

In addition to the unbearable soreness all over the body, the skull felt like someone had split something and stirred the brain vigorously.

"Phew, what kind of supernatural existence, even a basic problem can't be solved." muttered a few words, and Gao Wei didn't expect the guy from the Overlapping Gate to hear it.

Even if they hear it, they may not want to change it.

Twisting his whole body, his bones clicked, Gao Wei slowly got up from the bed, moved his neck a few times, walked to the window and opened the window, it turned out to be a rare light.

The light from the outside shone into the glass, making the interior light transparent, making him accustomed to the red and dark eyes of the upside-down world, and he couldn't help but squint slightly, feeling bursts of tingling.

After closing his eyes and adapting to it for a while, Gao Wei felt that the 18-point physique was extremely effective, and the recovery was fast, just for a while.

The muscles are no longer sore, the skin is no longer sweating a lot, and the hearty feeling after exercise is really comfortable.

Pulling open the window, Gao Wei scolded outside: "Which one doesn't turn off the lights when they come back, isn't it dazzling?" His mother! ”

The only advantage of the cheap community he lives in is that the rent is low, which can be called the gospel of tenants, and everything else is all bad and has no advantages.

The room is small, the lighting is poor, there is a little resurgence, things are easy to mold, the neighborhood is indifferent, they are all poor ghosts, there is nothing bad about it, heaven is good!

What the? Why don't you move away with all the bad things you say? bargained with the landlord, and the fifty yuan a month's rent set by the soft grinding and hard foaming, how could the high risk move out, the price is really fragrant.

Move out of here, where to find such a cheap place on the high risk, but now that you have active value in your pocket, it's not that you can't consider it, but you have to look at the exchange ratio of active value and soft sister coins.

took out the mobile phone in the pocket of his coat, and found that there were two mobile phones.

I didn't buy a new phone myself, so I got it from other teammates? It shouldn't be.

Oh! That's right, the overlapping door gives the prop phone.

I took it in my hand and touched it, and I threw it aside casually, hit the wall and fell, not caring at all.

"Whoa, broken phone." The table is too hard, and it is suitable to use it as a brick to shoot people.

I have to say that although the prop mobile phone cannot be used, the hardness is extremely high, and the mobile phone made of unknown materials is unscathed no matter how you throw it away.

Lie back on the bed, pick up your baby Warwick T30 mobile phone, and glance at the time, June 24th?

That is, the upside-down world is what happened yesterday afternoon, and the date of the Battle of the Hanging Bridge is June 22.

In this way, the overlapping gate is really hateful, as a player who has participated in a round of the game, only rested for less than a day, and was pulled by the black door to the next game.

It's just treating us as inappropriate!

"Ugh." Gao Wei sighed helplessly, what if he is not a person, what can he do if he can take the door of the belly? They are like fish on a knife board, and they can only be slaughtered.