"Click"

The projection suddenly changed, and the huge picture suddenly switched before our eyes, and the darkness and light changed at the same time.

The second photo appears, just like the previous one, several young men and women are smiling at the camera, and even their movements do not change in any way.

"Click"

The projector jumps again, and the photos on the wall switch again, and it's still the same photo, with no change in the gestures and movements of the smiley face.

In a dimly lit room, the light from the projector is very noticeable. When the projector is on, the light in the tent seems to be okay, but when the projector suddenly switches, because the light changes so fast, we will be blind for a second or two.

The speed of the projector switching accelerated, and the whole tent was full of the clicking sound of switching.

The photo is indeed the same one, but as you switch, the people inside gradually get bigger.

From the very beginning, a few people were smiling happily, with the scenery behind them, and the beach at their feet. Their smiles looked like they were happy from afar, but after nearly ten times the magnification, their smiles had lost their original meaning.

There was a touch of weirdness on everyone's magnified faces, and their frightening smiles, stiff expressions as if they were sneering at us.

There is an inexplicable fear in my heart that is spreading silently, and I actually don't understand why I am afraid and what I am afraid of.

Knowing that after the photo is magnified countless times, people's natural expressions will become unnatural. Knowing that these smiles are happy if they return to the size of a normal person, they are happy smiles, but they feel afraid of this projection.

The projection is still switching, and the original weird people on the image are only one left under the rapid switching.

There is only a young man who looks lean and particularly energetic, and under the infinite magnification of the photo, the strangeness hidden by his handsome smile is displayed in front of us.

The strange and terrifying eyes were nowhere to hide, and he looked at me coldly, looking at Qin Yue.

The air seemed to freeze, time seemed to stop flowing, and he raised his left hand.

Lefty? The obsession of controlling the entire hotel?

I was so startled that I raised my hand to smash the paper cup over.

"Click"

The projector switched again, the other party's face enlarged again, and his smile had completely deteriorated, from the initial mockery, to cruelty.

Seeing his smile, I immediately understood that this thing was going to attack us.

As soon as I thought of this, a bloodstained palm protruded from the wall of the tent and stuck directly around my neck.

The palms of the hands are not warm at all, cold and biting, and have the unique fishy salty smell of sea water.

I slapped the paper cup in my hand on the palm of my hand, and the obsession in the paper cup emerged, grabbed my arm and pulled it hard, and pulled out the obsession in the projection.

One punch blasted the opponent, and the exploding flesh flowed on the projection. The blood obsession I called out stood right next to the projection and smashed my fist at the projection.

I couldn't help but change my eyes, this is too easy, isn't it? I think left-handers should be the same thing in the sea and on the beach. But it's so easy to be blown up by a punch? I don't think it's possible.

"Taiyi, be careful...... Drive away ......"

Qin Yue's screams came from behind him, worthy of being an old player, and the reaction was swift.

I didn't look around, I just glanced at it with my peripheral vision, and I understood why Qin Yue was screaming.

In the projector next to me, a hand stretched out.

Pale palm, palm to the right, thumb up, it is clear that this is a left hand.

This palm was only half stretched out, and it was pressed back by Qin Yue, and the trembling palm was pressed back into the projector.

When I came back to my senses, the blood obsession standing next to the projection was gone.

I looked at the paper cup in my hand, and I was a little confused for a while, that is a blood obsession, not an ordinary obsession, how can I say that there is no more?

Blood obsession is already the top of obsession, but when I swept my eyes, it disappeared, which shows how strong the other party's ability is.

Taking out another paper cup, I called out Long Yu and asked him to stand next to the projection, standing in the same position as he was obsessed just now.

I want to see how the other party used to get rid of the blood obsession.

Long Yu is the strongest blood obsession in my hand, if even he can't stop the left-hander, let alone other obsessions.

Qin Yue came to my side, and the cursed thing in her hand had been replaced by another.

That's the benefit of veteran players, who have a lot of curses with them, whether they are brought back from the game or selected from the wheel of fate, all kinds of ordinary cursed things, or powerful cursed things. Anyway, no matter what type of cursed thing it is, it's definitely a lot.

This is why I am relieved to hand over my back to Qin Yue, this is our mutual trust.

"Click"

The projector shifted again, the light flashed, and the whole tent was completely dark.

In no more than two seconds, the projector glowed again, but Long Yu had disappeared.

Cold sweat instantly broke out from my body, and I looked at the scene in front of me tremblingly, what was it?

It was just a flash, and Long Yu didn't even have time to make a sound, so he disappeared? How can lefties be so strong?

I was still in a daze, and the voice of Qin Yue driving away his obsession came from behind me again.

"Click"

The strange voice that had sounded once sounded again sounded, this time it was different from the last time, it was not as erratic as before, and the sound sounded from below me.

Looking at the voice, the "person" who had been facing away from us, who was already a corpse in my heart, turned his head slowly.

It's just that it's nothing to turn the head ordinarily, but the neck of this product seems to be broken, and every time it twists an inch, it will sound a particularly crisp click.

If this thing's neck is fine, his bones have definitely been broken, and the sound of bones rubbing against bones is the most painful.

The guy with his back to us didn't show any respite, just twisted his neck inch by inch, and twisted his head from front to back little by little.

The whole head was almost unscrewed, and the head was hanging on the back in a 180-degree turn.

Under our gaze, the half-twisted head struggled to lift itself on its back.

It may be because of a broken neck bone, or it may be because of something else, and the head has failed to lift several times in a row. However, this product has a lot of perseverance, never gives up, and continues to try to keep his head up.

Without any external help, his head finally trembled and raised. The slightly pale face revealed a distressing struggle.

"Hehe......" struggled his head to make a strange sound, obviously trying to tell us something, but couldn't say it.

I frowned slightly, and found that this game, as if every obsession has a hidden secret, but in front of these obsessions, they don't want to reveal anything.