The icy rain slid down the corners of Qin Ming's black sweatshirt drop by drop.

The soaking wet clothes brought a biting chill in the cold wind, and the body began to tremble constantly, and not only because of standing alone in the storm.

The bigger reason is that the scene in front of him brought him a great shock.

Even in the usual horror, there is absolutely no such a terrifying scene, even if there are not tens of thousands of floating corpses floating in this sea at this time, but there must be thousands.

With such a terrifying number of corpses, if they really all got on the ship in the end, even if only half of them got on the ship in the end, it would definitely be able to guarantee that no one would survive on this giant cruise ship carrying hundreds of people.

Because the number of ghosts is greater than the number of living people!

And the most shocking thing is that there are a few soaked and somewhat swollen floating corpses that have climbed to two-thirds of the side of the boat at this time, and they are about to climb up, and Qin Ming, who is closest to the world, must have a way of thinking.

What to do?

What the hell is going on with these floating corpses?

As for the so-called suicide port, Qin Ming actually didn't believe it at all.

Could it be that all the people who disappeared from the ghost ship over the years have become these floating corpses?

Qin Ming tried to untie the long rope that was attached to the railing, but Qin Ming couldn't pull the simple knot with all his strength, and the torrential rain in front of him dripped into his eyes from time to time, which also made Qin Ming's vision begin to blur more and more.

It was precisely on such a factor that Qin Ming had not noticed that the railing on the side had quietly stretched out a somewhat swollen and pale palm that had been soaked and grabbed Qin Ming's throat.

The vision was getting more and more blurred, and suddenly an irresistible huge force came, making Qin Ming stumble and directly roll out of the railing with half of his body, and at the same time instinctively pulled the railing next to him with both hands, and fell into the dark deep sea when he saw it.

But the power coming from that cold palm became more and more terrifying, but the desire to survive still made Qin Ming clutch the last straw for survival.

Because he couldn't resist the terrifying power, Qin Ming was directly pinched by the neck and the whole person was lifted out, and at the same time, the railing that was tightly grasped by five fingers gradually only became four fingers because it couldn't be supported.

Once he gives up the hand that holds the railing, then the consequence will inevitably be to fall into the deep sea completely and become a member of the floating corpses in the sea.

Life and death, only between the line!

At the same time, on the other side of the surveillance video, Lin Yan, who was watching the live broadcast, had already acquiesced in his heart that Qin Ming had become the first victim, because no matter what, as long as no one saved Qin Ming, it was only a matter of time before Qin Ming couldn't support it.

And at such a long distance, Lin Yan definitely couldn't catch up, and even if he could, Lin Yan didn't think he could do anything.

No longer looking at the content in the picture, Lin Yan lowered his head and silently lit a cigarette for himself, gently spit out a puff of white mist, then turned his head and said, "Da Zhuang, you have changed a lot today." ”

"Team leader? What do you mean? Liu Zhuangshi was honest and a little confused.

"In the past, when I asked and answered myself, I didn't have the habit of answering questions, let alone taking the initiative to study." Lin Yan looked at Liu Zhuangshi meaningfully and said.

Then I saw that Liu Zhuangshi suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Lin Yan who was sitting on the black leather chair, and his thick arms suddenly turned white, not because Liu Zhuangshi's own arms were very thick, but a kind of weakness similar to puffiness, I saw that Liu Zhuangshi himself gradually became a strange middle-aged man that Lin Yan didn't know at all, but his bloated face looked hateful.

The cigarette butt in Lin Yan's mouth fell to the ground, the smoke and ashes scattered, and the strange middle-aged man directly grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted Lin Yan into the air.

The terrifying face said with a smile: "Unexpectedly...... ...... by you Found ......"

……

"Quick, it's over there!"

"Don't let him run"

In the corridor, there were suddenly all kinds of chaotic footsteps, and in the dark corridor, a team of people were hurriedly carrying out some kind of action in the corridor, and at this time, at the corner in front of them, a black shadow flashed suddenly.

The group immediately chased them around the corner, but one side of the corridor was empty, and it was an absolute dead end, so you could see at a glance that there was no place to hide.

"Ahh However, at this moment, a scream suddenly sounded behind the group, and when they turned their heads, the person who was at the back of the team just now had disappeared.

"What about Shiguo? What about people? ”

"How is it possible, I was talking to him just now?"

"What the hell is this thing?"

"Hasn't the team leader come yet? We can't handle it alone! ”

The team began to panic, this was not the level they could fight against at all, and a good big living person just disappeared in front of their eyes.

"Don't panic, stay calm." From the corner where they had just come, a handsome young man with dyed purple hair walked over indifferently, "Difficulty is opportunity, the birth of a strong person needs such an opportunity, this is your opportunity to show your ability, Lord Yang Ling has an order, those who can kill that monster can directly jump to the B level and obtain the qualification of the spirit of the gods." ”

"Lord Roland!" When the group heard Roland's words, they all seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and their eyes were full of hope, after all, the survival instinct of human beings is to survive, and no one wants to die, not to mention that they all know in their hearts that with their level, they basically can't distinguish the spirit of God.

Giving the right hope becomes hope in itself.

Yang Ling knows how to manipulate people's hearts very well, which is also the reason why he was able to successfully perform his MLM Dafa in the Xenodimensional Library, and it was quite effective.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with religious belief, this kind of ethereal thing has brought hope to countless people to survive, maybe one day, people will begin to get tired of life, but people will never get tired of their beliefs, and under the shadow of death brought by the horror script, Yang Ling took advantage of the weakness and used some skills to easily integrate faith into the executor, with encouraging survival as the core value, but actually controlling people's hearts in their own hands.

The so-called hierarchy is nothing more than an auxiliary method to strengthen his means of control.

Because he wants everyone to thoroughly integrate a concept into their own values, only those who believe in him Yang Ling can get the best resources and get a chance to survive.

Because of him......

He is the God who controls the hearts of people!

"I'll help you lock in your goals, and you'll take care of the rest." Roland closed his eyes, then stood silently in place for a few seconds, and then opened his eyes in amazement, "It's in your ......"

"In the middle!"

As soon as Roland's words fell, a thin man in a spring and autumn shirt standing in the middle of the team lowered his head and smiled, suddenly revealing a scarlet eye, and bit down on the neck of a person in front of him, and then the man's chest immediately seemed to dry up and became soft.

"Ahh

The person closest to the person let out a frightened cry that was enough to puncture the eardrum!

Immediately, as soon as the man fell, the scarlet figure turned and jumped across the glass of a closed transparent window.

"Don't let him run." Yang Ling, who was wearing a black leather jacket, suddenly ran out of the corner, and a colorful drawing quickly flashed out of his hand, and a white light wave covered along the drawing in his hand, but at this time, the scarlet figure had already broken through the glass window, making a crisp sound, leaving glass shards all over the ground, and jumped out directly from the second floor.

At the moment when that figure jumped down, the seven-color map in Yang Ling's hand had already been put away, not that he couldn't catch up, but if he continued to cover it, someone would soon find out where he was now, and then what he had done before would be wasted.

"Forget it......"

"Team Leader......" The group of people walked over and looked at Yang Ling with hope, Yang Ling at this time was no less than their patron saint, but Yang Ling despised this group of wastes very much in his heart.

At this time, Yang Ling suddenly lowered his head, squatted down and picked up something from the ground, which was a black feather...... A crow's feather, to be exact!

Raising his head and looking at the vast dark night in the direction of the broken window, Yang Ling muttered to himself

Wang Ci...... Sure enough, I'm still alive......"