As Carl pondered, the door of the warehouse seemed to be in a violent wind, and then bounced open violently, slamming against the walls on either side.

"Damn it! What is that? Carl's pupils shrank sharply, and he hid behind the shelves, observing the unknown object through the cracks.

A ghost that Carl had never seen before, if I had to describe it, it was a standing humanoid black shadow. It held a fresh skull in its hand, and there was not a drop of blood dripping from the underside of the skull. The blood-stained head has hollow eyes and a slightly open mouth, as if it is at a loss for everything, and there are doubts but cannot be spoken.

"There's no way to know its properties." Karl's face sank, since the supplies were also packed up, and the true face of the ghost thing was also seen, then he had to leave here next.

"In terms of distance, the distance between me and it is relatively safe, which means that it will not be able to catch up with me until I run out of the door." Carl calculated.

The next moment, he rushed to the door of the supermarket.

10 meters! Carl thought to himself.

The unknown humanoid ghost seemed to be a little stunned, and casually dropped the head in his hand, and the blood-stained head rolled to the corner of the wall and stopped.

5 meters! By this time, Carl had already run not far from the door.

The humanoid creature glanced at the doorway and waved its hand.

Karl didn't pay attention to the ghost's movements, but concentrated on running away in one direction. Only, without warning, he crashed into the closed supermarket door.

"Fack! When did this thing close? He covered his face and took a few steps back, his face gritting his teeth in pain.

The humanoid ghost floated towards him from thirty meters away, and the strange way it traveled made Carl's heart tremble.

Karl's face was hideous, but he quickly calmed down, straightened up and raised his pistol and roared: "Pretend to be a god and do something, go to God!" ”

Bang!

The bullet struck it without incident, and after the light passed, the humanoid creature was not dead, the place where it was hit was the chest, and its entire body seemed to be made up of a pile of liquid, constantly dripping black liquid.

The humanoid ghost looked at the figure for a moment, covered the wound the thickness of his thigh, and looked at Carl strangely.

Karl's pupils shrank, he had never encountered a ghost that could not be killed by a flash bullet, which was beyond the supernatural knowledge he had learned.

The humanoid creature seemed to be enraged, opened its hands, and closed it in Karl's direction.

Before Carl could react, some cans flew out from both sides, and after a sudden explosion, the fragments turned into sharp blades and flew towards him.

He fell to his stomach suddenly, but there were still some fragments that pierced directly into his back, and he gritted his teeth and endured it, his fierce eyes flashed, and he jumped up from the ground and shot directly at the humanoid ghost.

The shot once again added a thigh-sized wound to its body, but it immediately struck Karl.

Two cans flew towards Carl at high speed, and two "knocks" hit him directly. Carl took a few steps back in a daze, feeling like his jaw and ribs had been punched by a boxer, and his whole body was filled with a strong vomiting sensation. Holding back the discomfort, he fired several shots at the ghost.

Bang! Bang!

The continuous gunfire seemed to have taken a toll on it, and it screamed, and the black liquid spilled wildly, causing a "hiss" corrosive sound on the ground.

Karl's face was hideous, and after wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he raised his pistol again.

Boom! Carl failed to fire the shot before being hit in the left side of the face by a can, and a hot sensation came over his face. "Damn! It's canned chili peppers! Lao Tzu is really unlucky! He scolded.

As if to fulfill this sentence, Karl received another blow to the right cheek, his cheek was instantly swollen, his head was concussed, and he sat on the ground weakly. It's just that even if he is in a trance now, his eyes are still fixed on it.

"Hey...... It's me who won! Karl grinned, raised his pistol, and pulled the trigger in a victorious gesture.

Bang!

Before the humanoid could react, it was shattered in the head by a bullet. The body that had lost its head turned into a puddle of black liquid, "hissing" into a pit in the ground, and then vanished.

Carl lay on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief, this was a battle he really had with the ghosts, not a messy escape.

"It fucking hurts!" Carl closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. Several pieces of his arm and back sank into his flesh, causing him a lot of damage during his fight with the demons.

Karl opened his eyes, his eyes widening in disbelief.

For some reason, Carl noticed that the world in front of him suddenly became much clearer, and his eyesight improved a lot.

"How is that possible? This is? Carl shouted this sentence in disbelief, the change in his eyes made him nervous, if it was for the good, then he didn't care, if it was for the bad, then he was in the mood to kill.

However, after waiting for a while, and there was nothing in his eyes, Carl wiped his sweat, and then became excited.

Why is this happening?

Could it happen if you kill some special ghost? Or is it because of some serendipity? Either way, now Carl is getting real benefits.

"If you come a few more times...... Carl thought about it, but his face sank and he turned his head to look at the door of the warehouse.

Because the door there was broken, it was clear what was inside, and after he killed the humanoid ghost, the temperature did not rise but fell, and at this time, even if it was a fool's thing, it was clear.

Carl slammed towards the door of the supermarket, and almost as soon as he stepped forward, a few humanoid ghosts floated out of the door of the warehouse, screaming angrily at Carl, but failed to catch Carl.

He had already rushed out of the supermarket door to the edge of the grass, and was about to catch his breath when some sharp objects flew out of the supermarket.

"Fack! It's aluminum again! Carl scolded, the whole person threw himself directly into the grass, even so, he inevitably added a few wounds on his body, making him grit his teeth, but there was nothing he could do, he couldn't rush into the supermarket to fight those ghosts, he didn't have the flashing bullets to restrain the ghosts now.

However, today's injury is worth it! Karl grinned.

Not to mention the changes in his body, just a whole backpack of canned food has made him worry about food and clothing for a while. This way he can spend more time working on his shortcomings.

Thinking of this, Karl stood up with a grin, gestured his middle finger to the ghost in the supermarket, and gave a gift, "Fake mom hit!" ”

Hiss...... As soon as he moved, he pulled the wound again.

Let's go back first. Karl thought.