Hannibal is having a hard time now.

He really didn't want to kill Du Wei, but he was chased and shot by Du Wei.

However, the bullet that was supposed to be useless to himself could inexplicably hurt himself, which was completely unreasonable.

Except for the flintlock pistols of the church, there is no so-called firearm in this world that can be effective against evil spirits.

He knew it had to do with the coin.

But......

Hannibal, however, suddenly felt that his own kind seemed to have a big problem.

Compared to him, he is like a normal person at all.

There are hunters with so many evil spirits with them.

Once you get rid of it, you don't know how to die.

While running.

He looked back at the man who was chasing behind him.

Boom......

He was responded to by another bullet.

Blood splattered, and he was shot again in the left shoulder.

This time, however, Hannibal saw a skull-headed evil spirit appear behind Du Wei, and his soul couldn't help but tremble when he looked at its dark eyes.

Another evil spirit......

Even if Hannibal was cultivated, he couldn't help but scold: "Fuck, why didn't the church lock you up, are they crazy?" I don't know if once you die, those evil spirits will be absolutely out of control, and there will be big trouble at that time. ”

Du Wei was extremely silent, his bloodshot eyes staring at Hannibal.

He knew that Hannibal wanted to turn himself into his own kind, so he would not shoot himself, but he did not have that concern.

Kill him, turn him into an evil spirit, and when you deal with the evil spirit Du Wei, the success rate will be much higher.

Then.

A landmark building appeared ahead.

It was a medium-sized house, only two floors, painted red on the outside, and it looked out of place in the mirror, because it was very new.

Hannibal's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth drew an eerie smile.

He knew about the existence of the evil spirit of the mirror.

Thereupon.

Hannibal ran desperately towards the building, deliberately pretending to be physically exhausted, and staggering.

In the rear.

The eyes above Du Wei's mask gradually became more and more terrifying, blood red, exuding a thick malice.

These eyes are dark.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't want to come into direct contact with Hannibal so as not to have an unexpected situation, he would have given his body to the Black Shadow by now, and the Black Shadow would have done it.

Unfortunately.

While resisting the malice in his mind, Du Wei also had to control his own control, so that Pennywise above the sky became stronger and stronger.

"Let's see who dies first."

With that, he followed Hannibal and rushed into the very different building.

Hannibal has the confidence of immortality.

Du Wei had the best possible plan.

One trades off the other.

It's not that he wants to play with his life, but he has no choice but to go back.

……

Crash

The door slammed shut.

After Du Wei walked into the building, the scene in front of him made him squint.

As far as the eye can see, there is a two-way mirror placed vertically.

The top of the head and the bottom of the feet are also exactly the same mirror.

The building is as if it were made entirely of mirrors.

Each mirror reflected Du Wei's appearance at this time.

When I turned around again, I don't know when the door suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a mirror.

"This is the territory of the Mirror Spirit?"

Du Wei's voice was low, although he was asking, but his words were full of certainty.

Suddenly.

Hannibal's voice rang out: "You guessed right, but this should be what you want, I don't definitely set the game location in this kind of place just to kill me." ”

Du Wei frowned, looked around, and saw no sign of Hannibal except in the mirror reflecting his own appearance.

On the ground, there is no bloodstain either.

It was as if he had disappeared.

"No need to look for me, I'll hide behind some mirror, and if you can find me, I don't mind giving you a chance to kill me."

"But I feel like until then, you'll be removed by me and become my kind."

After speaking, there was a low laugh, revealing a bloodthirsty sense of depression.

"By the way, a reminder, the mirror evil spirit is also here."

Hearing this, Du Wei twisted his neck and tossed a coin again with his left hand.

Or is it a positive ......

Behind him, the skull evil spirit condensed a little, but the shadow on Du Wei's body quietly thinned......

The use of coins, even if it represents the positive side of luck, comes at a cost.

There is no such thing as getting something for nothing, only trading and being traded.

Of course, Du Wei has an instinctive wariness of this kind of thing, even if he uses coins, it is also a shell of a black shadow.

Of course, the one who was traded was also a black shadow.

Du Wei didn't bother with the black shadow, nor did he bother with the skull demon.

He stared at the coin for a second, then tossed it again.

Luck can stack.

Good luck doubled.

Followed by.

Du Wei no longer hesitated, took a pistol, pointed it at a mirror at random, and opened fire.

He still has four rounds of ammunition that he will have to reinstall when he runs out.

Therefore, this shot is only a temptation.

Behind a certain mirror, Hannibal leaned back against the mirror, his wounds were healing rapidly, and he was about to continue to speak and induce Dewey.

But with a bang, many mirrors to his left were shattered by bullet penetration.

One side after the other.

Hannibal couldn't help but squint, he deliberately chose a clever position in order to avoid Dewey's shots.

However, what he didn't expect was this.

Suddenly, a fragment of a mirror, for some reason, was flying in the air when it was suddenly knocked open by another fragment and rushed towards his position.

Coincidentally, it was unfortunate.

The splinter hit the mirror where he was leaning back, and inexplicably, the mirror shattered on the spot.

Exposed......

Hannibal immediately fled.

At the entrance.

Du Wei turned his head sharply and looked at where Hannibal was, even though he was covered by the mirror, but he had determined the approximate range.

"I found you......"

As soon as the words fell, Du Wei rushed over without hesitation.

At the same time, he put away his pistol and pulled open his trench coat and drew his sharp knife.

It seems, he is more of some kind of perverted murderer than Hannibal.

Situ.

In those mirrors, Du Wei's back was reflected, and suddenly ......

In the mirror, Du Wei turned his head, touched the mask on his face, and waved the sharp knife in his hand.

And on the other side.

Where Hannibal had been, after he left, the reflections in the mirrors suddenly blinked and showed a strange and eerie smile.

It's not just the two of them playing this game.

Now, third parties are starting to join in.

The game officially begins at this moment.

……

At this time.

The world in the mirror.

The red balloon floating in the sky began to descend gradually.

When he was about to hit the ground, a hand covered in oil paint grabbed the string that tied the balloon.

The clown-like monster, namely Pennywise, let out a terrifying laugh.

It looked at the building in front of it and walked over it step by step.

In the rear, an incomparably large team was pulled up, with thousands of puppets with dull expressions, and impostors of evil spirits such as Mary Shaw followed closely.

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