Chapter 41: The Misty Ghost

Wen Qing admitted that the corpse in front of him, whose skull was split in half and the edges were full of teeth, was indeed very curious, but there was really nothing special about it except for hunting. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Please, can you be more realistic next time you transform monsters, so as to get people's brains out, I can only give you a passing score of 60 at most in this wave."

Looking at the empty head of the corpse in front of him, Wen Qing shook his head helplessly, dear, are you really brainless if you don't use your brains as a monster? How can there be a monster that doesn't need a brain?

Moreover, this corpse is obviously an imitation of a certain movie about vampires he has watched, Wen Qing still remembers the setting in it, wherever it is bitten by a vampire, sharp fangs will grow around the wound, so it is more curious and more curious.

The corpse seemed to understand Wen Qing's words, and the split head closed suddenly, and then under the strange gaze of everyone, the corpse slowly rose back into the ceiling.

“...... What happens when this illusion can be recovered? Looking at the restored ceiling and the three big blood words 'you wait' instead, Wen Qing was speechless for a while, could this be regarded as the brainwave master who was losing his temper with himself?

“M4。” Wen Qing glanced at the girl behind him, then opened his mouth, and the latter immediately understood what he meant, and slowly moved towards the back of the crowd without leaving a trace.

"Keep up and don't fall behind." Looking at the girls who were still parked in the hall and shrunk into a ball, Wen Qing suddenly felt helpless, why am I in front of you to help you step on the thunder, what are you afraid of?

I have to admit that Silent Hill is indeed a rare horror masterpiece, both the atmosphere treatment and the plot design are first-class, but it's a pity that I met a freak like Wen Qing.

If this is the first time he has played this horror game, he may still feel a little scared, but if this is the second time he has played it......

Wen Qing must state that the reason why he operated the protagonist to fight with the nurse monster for half an hour was really not to 'touch' the other party's figure, but that the monster was indeed too difficult.

Horror movies and games are used to scary people is nothing more than a few old stalks, although there are sometimes innovations, but the effect is not very good, to make the atmosphere good and add some horror music and then scary, this is the right way.

However, from the beginning of the illusion to the present, except for Wen Qing and Hank who were a little nervous at the beginning, the next time and journey seemed to be farther and farther away from everyone.

Under the leadership of the two, everyone successfully fought all the way from the lobby of the hospital to the third floor of the basement, that is, the lobby on the first floor of the hotel.

The flickering tungsten light bulbs, the large pools of blood and the corpses of the sick everywhere, and a nurse monster staggering towards the crowd not far away, this is the scene that the brainwave master has conjured up on the basis of the hotel lobby.

"I said, old man, can you stop touching people's breasts all the time?" Seeing Hank once again rely on **** Dafa to distinguish whether the nurse monster in front of him is real or fake, Wen Qing felt that his mouth was about to cramp, why do you have to pinch it a few more times after touching it, is it really good to eat tofu so openly? The nurse monster is also dignified, hey!

"Otherwise, I'm going to bend down and touch my legs?" Hank put his hand on the nurse's ball and rubbed it a few times, and after making sure it was a real monster, he cleanly twisted its neck.

"Why can't you touch a normal place except **** just to touch your legs?" Wen Qing covered his face, and he began to wonder if this thing was a cameo from some old man in Dragon Ball.

"For example."

Just when Hank was about to say a particularly harmonious word, Wen Qing decisively rushed up and blocked his gas mask,, all the people present are lesbians, you always speak carefully!

However, he underestimated women's brain replenishment abilities too much, and even if Hank only had time to say a word, the girls behind him could guess what word he was going to say.

"Change, pervert......" Dome hugged Shizuka's thigh and muttered quietly.

Just when Wen Qing wanted to turn around and complain about why even Lori knew this kind of word, he suddenly felt that his vision was a little blurry, and it seemed that there was fog around him?

Faintly, the chuckle of a little girl reached Wen Qing's ears, not only him, but everyone present heard it.

Wen Qing wanted to identify the direction of the sound source, but he found that the sound seemed to come from all directions, and it was impossible to distinguish which side was the real sound source.

The girls in the back huddled together again, shivering next to each other, and everyone bit their lips for fear of making a sound.

As the fog around her became thicker and thicker, the girl's laughter became clearer and clearer, and she seemed to be getting closer and closer to everyone.

"Be careful, there's something coming!" Hank, ignoring the mobility impediment caused by the injury to his right shoulder, forcibly drew his dagger and placed it under his left hand holding the gun, constantly looking around.

"Sir, laughter can hide your footsteps, there are unknown objects approaching here!" ump9 rushed in front of Wen Qing and protected him behind him, in this situation, the life safety of his own commander was more important than anything else.

"Knock...... Knock ......" Wen Qing pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the sounds around him, and finally heard a different sound from the girl's laughter, which seemed to be the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"What the hell? Triangle head? The voice, like the girl's laughter, came from all directions, and it was impossible to discern the direction.

Wen Qing took back the pistol, took off the M870 on his back and held it in his hand, if it was really a triangular head, it would be no different from tickling someone with a pistol.

"Such a heavy voice, it doesn't look like an illusion." Hank cautiously moved his body closer to Wen Qing's side.

"The room is so big, did you notice anything else?"

Wen Qing turned his head to look at Hank, and suddenly, he noticed that the fog around the other party was flowing in a strange direction, and it felt like a gust of wind was suddenly blowing there.

"Hank, get down!"

Before he could speak, Hank jerked and lunged forward, and a huge axe appeared above his head out of thin air, grazing his helmet and sweeping past!

"Triangle Head!" Wen Qing subconsciously lifted the M870, and when he wanted to aim, he suddenly found that the axe was gone!

"What the hell is so special!?" A cold sweat suddenly broke out behind Wen Qing's back, could it be that he was hallucinating just now?

"Fuck, there's something hidden in this fog!" Hank scrambled up from the ground and yelled at the crowd, "The attack was physical!" ”

"But it's gone!" Wen Qing shouted as well, he kept scanning Hank's surroundings with his gun, and there was no trace of a triangular head at all except for the fog that had been blown away.

"There's something wrong with this fog!"