Shi Yuan quickly came to the third floor with an anchor hook gun and ran straight to the luxury suite. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He looked back and saw that several demons had rushed up the stairs and chased after him.

He ran into the suite as fast as he could, slamming the door shut. He could clearly feel a strong collision coming from outside, shaking through the door panel and his bones were about to break.

If you want to complete the beauty in the painting, you must leave the door, so that there is no way to continue against the door. The door lock alone is not enough to compete with the few demons outside the door, and it is only a matter of time before it is knocked open.

However, if it is a matter of time, it means that time can be gained.

Shi Yuan locked the door tightly, pulled over the nearest cabinet, and resisted it temporarily, while he searched in this room to see if he could find something relatively long.

Soon, he found a ladder. Why there is such a ladder in this kind of luxury suite is unknown at the moment, but Shi Yuan didn't have time to think about it. He quickly took the ladder to the door, attached the Strange Power sticker to his hand, and with this hand, he picked up the ladder and pressed the other end of the ladder against the door.

If you do this, you can delay it longer.

Shi Yuan didn't expect how well he could draw. He had never learned to draw, but in this case, even if he did, it probably didn't make a difference.

Those oil brushes must have been special oil brushes, and his task was to paint, but rather to use those oil brushes to smudge on that oil painting a few times.

Wait, why is this oil brush a set instead of one?

Shi Yuan took out the perfume with difficulty, and the hand holding the ladder was occupied, and he could only use his other hand to do these things.

Aim the perfume at the oil brush and press it down.

Sure enough, the oil paintbrush became a little different under the effect of perfume. Originally, it was five oil brushes, but now, one of them is green, while the other four are red.

The answer is already very obvious, the green oil brush is the one they need for this mission, and the other four, not only are they useless, but they may even have some kind of danger, for example, the painted beauty will not only fail to complete the task, but also new ghosts will appear.

Shi Yuan picked up the oil paintbrush that turned green and put the tip of the brush on the oil painting.

There is no need for paint, and there is no need for painting, and wherever the tip of the pen goes, it immediately becomes the color it should be.

As Shi Yuan expected, he only needed to paint and not paint.

The ghost outside the door was thumping more and more violently, and he only felt his whole body tremble. This tremor is not caused by fear, but purely by the force of the ghost's impact. Even with the effect of the strange power sticker, he only has an increase in hand strength, and the overall strength is still the same. There was some unsteadiness on his feet, and he was now holding the paintbrush with his left hand, which was twisted very differently, but now that he had found a way, this difficulty was nothing.

If it's just a painting instead of a painting, it's done in no time. Of course, this "very soon" is relative to serious painting. In fact, it took him a full five minutes to smear.

Five minutes in the middle of a mission is too long, not to mention the impact of ghosts outside the door.

I don't know what happened to them on the first floor, did those ghosts run into the hall and attack them?

After finishing the last stroke, Shi Yuan felt a little relaxed, and he subconsciously began to think about the situation that other companions might encounter.

Perhaps because the beauty who had completed the task required was missing, the sound of the impact outside the door suddenly stopped.

Is that really stopping? Or is it just an illusion, a lure, a bait to lure him in?

Shi Yuan walked to the door, carefully leaning against the door panel, and at the same time unfolding the perception domain.

At such a close distance, if there is a ghost outside, it must be perceptible.

It was blank outside the door at the moment, and there were no humanoids there, nor anything black.

Is the mission accomplished?

He asked inwardly.

Beauty is nowhere to be found. Now that the beauty has been found, it means that his mission should be completed. However, I didn't receive a text message that the task was completed.

Shi Yuan looked at the beauty on the oil painting that had just been painted by him, and always felt that she was looking at him.

It was clearly the eyes that he had drawn, but he felt that they were moving.

Shi Yuan subconsciously moved to the side, and the eyeballs of those eyes also rolled together.

He wanted to get out of here at once, but he couldn't just leave, because he knew that if this was really the target of Beauty Without a Trace, then the next page would be here.

The page, that's more important than the task itself. Shi Yuan took out his mobile phone and checked the task text message again.

The text message said, "Near that location, you're going to find the next page." ”

The answer is already coming out, the page must be near this painting.

Shi Yuan looked at the beauty that had just been painted on the oil painting, and felt that her eyes had been following him.

Shi Yuan is used to being watched this kind of thing, and he has been like this for so many years. But the gaze of this beauty made him shudder.

It was definitely not just a matter as simple as killing intent, but a piercing cold that went deeper into the bone marrow, as if it came from the depths of the Netherworld.

However, Shi Yuan's eyes were attracted by those eyes, and unconsciously, he didn't even realize that he had been staring at those eyes for more than ten minutes. It was as if he had entered a corridor of time under the guidance of those eyes, and he couldn't get out of it at all.

This has nothing to do with the individual's will, but is like a drug that goes directly into the marrow and blood of the person, and even if you have a strong will, you can't resist it.

At the same time, downstairs, on the first floor of the hall.

After Fang Yisheng pulled Yang Chuying to a room, he closed the door tightly and resisted.

They received a text message from Liu, in which Liu told them his judgment that the ghosts were actually from the physics department. In fact, Fang Yisheng also made a similar judgment, and it was precisely because of this that he pulled Yang Chuying here so calmly.

Of course, there was another important reason why he saved her.

He felt that his days were numbered.

Rather than just die, it's better to make a contribution before you die.

Trying their best to reach the door of the room in the room, Fang Yisheng and Yang Chuying were already exhausted, but there was nothing they could do. If you relax now, you will lose your life.

Suddenly, at some point, the noise and crash outside ceased eerily as if there had never been anything outside.

Could it be that Shiyuan has already completed that task? But why didn't you hear from him?

Fang Yisheng tried to slowly open the door and walked out.

There was a dead silence in the dark hallway, as if there were only two of them in the entire building.