"Twelve, you're doing a good job. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Night Madness came over with a somewhat weak fat man, and patted Li Qing on the shoulder in an old-fashioned manner.

He and the fat man have been staying in the morgue and entangled with the group of corpses, it is impossible to solve the incident, then, it is easy to deduce that Li Qing, who rushed out with the corpse of the Lori woman, is naturally the one who broke the game and cleared the customs.

Night Crazy paid attention to Li Qing at the beginning, because their numbers were next to each other, although I don't know what principle the playground uses to sort the numbers, but I think about it, this twelfth is the closest to him in this group of players.

And now, Li Qing has broken the first ghost story alone, and the importance of Li Qing in the heart of Night Crazy has undergone subtle changes unconsciously, from the original overlooking to the fear of the level.

Li Qing nodded at Night Madness and Fat Man, his gaze sweeping over the other players.

"Only, ten?"

Thirteen players enter the game, and in the first story, Night Madness killed Man No. 3 at the beginning, and now the number of people, including Li Qing, is only eleven.

In other words, after Li Qingye and the three of them left, one of those players who stayed together died.

"I don't know if it's a hand between players, or a ghost in the hospital." Li Qing shook his head, no longer thinking about it, raised his gaze, and looked at the staircase door in front of him.

At the entrance of the staircase, two ordinary wooden doors closed gently, and at the top of the door, the position of the banner was marked with the words "Twelve Floors".

"Guys, we don't know who broke the first story, but we're glad that we have such a high-level player in our group. However, we must not let up, because, there are still twelve ghost stories waiting for us. ”

"There are only eleven of us at the moment, but there are still twelve ghost stories waiting for us. Even if only one person dies in each layer of ghost stories, we won't die enough. ”

"I suggest that everyone let go of other thoughts in their hearts and unite first, after all, survival is the most important thing."

The No. 7 man, who has always liked to speak and has a leadership style, stood up and looked around at everyone and said.

……

"This is the scene of the second ghost story?" Woman No. 9 looked around curiously.

Li Qing also looked at the scene in front of him.

This is a relatively backward rural town, and the houses on both sides of the street are only two or three storeys, and the walls are yellowed, and some of the paint on the walls has fallen off.

The whole town is filled with a dilapidated image.

"Huh? Ahh!!hhhhh ”

Suddenly, an exclamation came from among the players.

Among the players, a man in sportswear actually floated out of thin air, and even floated higher towards the sky.

"This ......" everyone looked at the man in sportswear who suddenly floated up in amazement.

"Did you get a hit?"

"What's going on?"

"Damn, this is going to heaven?!"

"Grab him and pull him down!"

"No, let go, you let go of me, I don't want to be taken by you to fly into the sky......"

The sound of panic and confusion sounded noisily.

The sportswear man grabbed the arm of a male player next to him in horror, struggling with his hands and feet, trying to stop his tendency to fly into the sky.

However, the male player who was held by him not only did not have the slightest effect of blocking the flying sky, but even took this player with him.

"I'm damn you, let go of the fuck!" The male player, who was grabbed by the arm and brought up, looked at his feet, which were already half a meter above the ground, and was furious.

The people around them also wanted to hold them, but after stretching out their hands, they felt an irresistible force and wanted to fly into the sky with them, and suddenly, they let go and retreated in horror.

Only player No. 11, who was unlucky enough to be grabbed by the arm of the sportswear man, couldn't break free and was taken by the sportswear man to heaven together.

"I'm fucking you! Let go of Lao Tzu!! ”

The man on the 11th glanced at the distance of nearly one meter from the ground, a trace of hatred flashed on his face, and on his five fingers, thin red nails appeared, and he directly began to tear the flesh and blood on the arm of the man in sportswear.

Snort!

The flesh was torn off by the No. 11 man, and the sportswear man screamed in pain, but the bodies of the two continued to fly towards the sky uncontrollably.

"No !!"

The No. 11 man showed despair on his face, and now he had been grabbed by the man in sportswear, more than ten meters above the ground.

Below, Li Qing and all the other players looked up in horror and inexplicably, looking at the two people who had turned into small black dots.

"Huh...... Together...... Die......" The sportswear man had difficulty breathing, and a smile of madness and despair appeared on his face.

The speed of the sky is getting faster and faster, and the two of them are now at least twenty meters above the ground, and if the two of them fall now, they will definitely fall into a pile of meat puree.

Moreover, as they fly higher and higher, the air in the sky will become thinner, the atmospheric pressure will also weaken, and at that time, the two will only have a dead end.

"Oh my god, what the, it's really heavenly?"

On the ground, there were still nine remaining players, tilting their necks, looking up at the two small black dots that were no longer clear, speechless for a while.

"How could it be...... Just go to heaven? Woman Nine glanced around with some horror.

"Guys, we just came into this ghost story, and we lost two players inexplicably, I don't know if anyone noticed anything before the accident?" Man Seven said with a gloomy face.

He died before he got out of the school, and as soon as he came in, two of them died, especially the unlucky one who was dragged to death, and he lost two players at once, and he didn't even play the role of cannon fodder, so he braided his hair, and the No. 7 man was naturally unhappy.

Everyone shook their heads indifferently, and no one took the initiative to mention it, if someone had just taken out a knife and cut off the arm of the sportswear man holding the No. 11 man, he could save the No. 11.

This kind of thing, no one will say.

Since ancient times, dead friends have not died in poor ways.

Although everyone keeps saying that they must be united, they must help each other and get through the difficult times together.

However, there is no trust between players, and there are only interests.

If I save him now, maybe he'll come back to hurt me later.

Anyway, I didn't kill people, and I didn't violate the agreement of unity, so what does it have to do with me?

It doesn't matter if you die more, if you die more, you can guard against one less.

This truth, the players present all understand, and no one objected, but sometimes, if you do too much, you will put yourself at a disadvantage.

"Fear point 61, death value 0, hehe, it seems that those two heavenly guys have a really long life." A low laugh sounded, and Night Madness stood in front of a wall, his hands on his chest, the smile on his face, the sun was shining.

Just when the player flew into the sky, he was watching the play on the sidelines, and after the play was over, he was also the first to observe the surroundings, and naturally, he was also the first to find the small wooden signs hanging on the wall that recorded the fear points and death values.

After all, dead people are a very interesting thing for him.