Meng Chen, who was standing outside the door, watched Akiyama Jian struggle and crawl. He now admires this fat man's tenacious will to survive a little www.biquge.info. Just now, he found that this person had actually increased his speed by another cut. A fat man who is not diligent and does not distinguish between grains and grains can live longer than a soldier, and this dedication to life can be seen.

Meng Chen didn't need to help him. And that door gave Meng Chen the feeling of cutting off yin and yang.

Ken Akiyama struggled forward, his trembling hand raised in the air, and squirmed forward minute by minute. Gradually, he was about to touch the door frame...... A spark of hope was already shining in Ken Akiyama's eyes......

"What's ......" Meng Chen's gaze fell behind Akiyama Ken.

Sensing Meng Chen's strange gaze, Akiyama Ken trembled and looked back. He saw that Junko had put her hands on his feet at some point, and she was smiling at him with a bloody mouth. Colliding with the demon's gaze in the air, he let out a desperate cry: "Pull me out!" ”

As if playing a game of cat and mouse with him, Meng Chen found that he had just touched the door frame, and Junzi grabbed his foot as if he was teleporting.

Ken Akiyama's struggle really worked at first, and Junko slid out the door together. But the closer you get to the door, the more force comes from behind. In the end, Akiyama's body was dangling, and his two arms were tugging at the door frame, and he couldn't let him cross the threshold in the slightest.

"Please, please......" came from a weak voice. Only then did Meng Chen realize that Akiyama Ken's face was already dead ash.

At this time, Akiyama Ken's eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted, "No ......"

All his efforts came to naught in an instant. Junko pulled him deeper into the room again. Then the door of the machiya slammed shut.

"You don't help me, you don't help me!" Ken Akiyama's roaring voice came from the room.

Meng Chen slowly stood up and took a few steps back. Ken Akiyama was still cursing at him. Meng Chen stood in the middle of the alley, listening to these foul words with a blank face.

There is also a small window on the first floor of the machiya that is open. The wooden stall against typhoons was not closed, and you could see the shadows in the room from here.

Ken Akiyama slammed into the window. This fat man was able to stand up despite his foot injury when his life was seriously threatened. He put his hands on the window edge, sweat mixed with tears covering his face, looking oily. "Please, save me, save me......"

Meng Chen stood at a distance of five or six meters from the window, staring coldly at that shameless face, motionless.

At first, he begged, but when he found that Meng Chen had no intention of saving him, Akiyama Ken changed his face again, his eyes widened and he roared angrily: "If you don't save me, you will die, you will die!" ”

A hand slowly stretched out from behind Ken Akiyama's head, which was a delicate girl's hand. If it weren't for her gray, lifeless skin, it would have been a small hand that you couldn't help but hold in the palm of her hand. This hand touched Ken Akiyama's head from back to front like a caressing.

But Ken Akiyama trembled, his body couldn't move, only his eyes looked at the hand that moved in front of him in horror. The hand grabbed his mouth and pulled his head back, pulling ......

"Mom, help me......"

These were the last words that Akiyama had left in the world. His neck was torn off by this deadly little hand. The entire head turns 180 degrees to the rear. The wooden stalls of the windows slammed shut, and the sound of tooth-aching bones being twisted could be heard from inside the machiya.

It is said that everyone calls their mother before they die. This is because in a person's most fragile infant state, it is the mother's meticulous care that allows us to grow up. Therefore, when people return to their most vulnerable state before they die, all they think about is their mother. In the deepest part of people's consciousness, only mothers can protect themselves.

Ken Akiyama gave up on his mother. But at the last moment, he also called Mom.

Meng Chen kindly reminded Akiyama Ken that the evil ghost Junko was attacking him and the others. And he actually used himself to escape first. What is the need to save this kind of person, Meng Chen shook his head and turned around to leave.

"If you don't save me, you are the one who should die!"

Meng Chen turned around and was shocked to find Ken Akiyama standing behind him.

He was now - how to say - his back to Meng Chen. But the twisted neck was able to make his head face Meng Chen as if it were facing forward. And his arms and legs, both of which are in the opposite direction to his torso.

Akiyama Ken retreated and approached Meng Chen, and the speed was so fast that he was caught off guard.

The dead fat man is really dead, and after he dies, he will be able to harm others even more like a fish in water. His first target was Meng Chen.

The arms, which were as solid as iron tongs, stuck Meng Chen's neck. What soul locks, what abilities in the virtual world and consciousness space, have all become scum at this time. It was the simple suppression of power that had already made it difficult for Meng Chen to breathe.

Meng Chen pressed Akiyama Ken's hand with his chin, and then pressed his arm with his hand. It's a pity that these grappling techniques against ordinary people are obviously useless against a dead corpse.

The suffocation made Meng Chen feel like his chest was about to explode. But it seems that the other party doesn't want to let him die like this, leaving a small life channel in his throat.

After persisting for a while, Meng Chen felt that his arms were gradually weakening, and his groggy brain brought blurred vision. In the midst of the white expanse, he saw the flesh on Akiyama's fitness constantly squirming. The face seemed to be boiling, and large blisters bulged one after another under the skin. The bubbles burst open, revealing Junko's deadfish-eyed face in a mixture of red and yellow liquid.

Akiyama, who was under Junzi's control, choked Meng Chen's neck to death.

4 consecutive missions and countless life and death crises have made Meng Chen exercise a firm will. You must not lose consciousness, you must not just die. Meng Chen gritted his teeth and insisted on resisting.

At this time, his phone suddenly rang, and Junko began to laugh wildly. With the laughter, Meng Chen felt that the hand that was stuck on his neck loosened slightly, and he was able to see clearly again. Seeing Chunzi cracking open the big mouth that led to her cheeks and laughing wildly, Meng Chen had an urge to pull her tongue out.

"Nothing compares to the thrill of using the rules to kill people."

Junko suddenly spoke. That big mouth was a little leaky when it spoke, but it clearly conveyed what it should have been. Her words caught Meng Chen's attention and made him temporarily stop resisting.

"It's a feeling to use the power of heaven and earth to achieve your goals...... Too many beautiful things! ”

Meng Chen was completely attracted by these words, and forgot to struggle. Is this Junko's way of speaking? Or is someone else talking, Ken Akiyama? He doesn't have the level to speak. City Bridge? He didn't have the cruelty in this calm. Who, exactly? Who is this one who has been hidden in the deepest part?

"It's such a wonderful world. There are so many cute rules. It turns out that using the rules can make the business so ...... Sounding. ”

Meng Chen had already thought of a person, and this person's name stirred up waves in his heart. But on the surface, he still tried to keep his composure, and said lightly: "Tsk...... Miss Junko, I'm going to applaud your thoughtful ideas. But I haven't heard that becoming a ghost can increase your IQ...... Who are you? ”

"Hehe, in such a state, this observation is quite amazing." This sentence was said calmly, without the hideousness of a demon at all, "But...... Agent Brown, your relationships aren't very good. It's like that...... How so...... Ah, right...... High IQ and low EQ. ”

Hearing this, Meng Chen's pupils contracted suddenly, and even if he had already made a judgment, he still felt that Huang Zhong Dalu was ringing in his ears.

"Smith, you haunted fellow."