Wen Zhong hurriedly dodged away, and the spear was inserted diagonally into the floor, and the shaking of the barrel of the gun made the floor tremble faintly.

Fang Shiming raised his hand and fired a few shots, but the bullets that were given the game's isolation setting only barely shot into the armor, failing to cause a real obstacle to this powerful ghost.

Finally, a young man broke down completely, turned around and tried to escape, stepping into the darkness.

With the first there was the second, and in an instant, six out of ten ordinary people ran away.

However, from the moment the ghost appeared under the illumination of the oil lamp, the light of the oil lamp had already turned into an alternative ghost realm.

The moment the young man stepped into the darkness, he rushed out of the darkness behind the ghost.

With a "snap", the ghost didn't even look back, and smashed the young man back with a backhand hammer.

The slaughter began, the ghost hammered one with his right hand and grabbed one with his left hand, and only one of the six people reacted quickly and turned and rushed into the darkness and ran back.

Fang Shiming immediately used the puppeteer's line to make the five attacked people into dolls, giving him the ability to control the four bloody handprints and black blood beside the ghost, and at the same time grabbed the ghost and tried to suppress it.

At the same time, the young man who controlled the flight back stood up and grabbed the spear that he threw at the ghost.

It was shocking that several people were "not dead", especially the young man who flew back, his chest was sunken by a large block, and he actually stood up again, trying to pick up the weapon of the ghost.

This brave act not only makes people wonder, but also whether he wanted to escape just now or knew the secret of the oil lamp, and wanted to kill this terrible ghost from behind.

Everyone was encouraged and regained a little courage, especially Wen Zhong, who rushed towards the ghost with a boning knife.

Fang Shiming shouted to five ordinary people and didn't let them go up to die: "They are fighting very chaotic now, they have been colliding with each other for several times, you guys are just adding to the chaos, it is better to wait for them to change shifts if they can't hold on." ”

The five of them agreed with Fang Shiming's persuasion and stopped the pace of sending them to death.

The four puppets could easily make up seven bloody handprints to form a curse that would make the ghost's actions stunned.

The puppets took advantage of this time to dodge the hammer of the demon and continue to apply the curse of the bloody handprint on it.

But Wen Zhong's boning knife was completely useless, and the knife stabbed on the armor couldn't even break the defense, leaving only a mark.

Wen Zhong tried to twist the armor with the evil ghost he controlled, but failed, the evil ghost's supernatural spirit was not enough to suppress the armor, and the attack was blocked by the armor.

At this time, the young man with his chest collapsed finally reluctantly pulled out his spear, and after staggering and waving the gun a few times, his arm was directly broken, and he grabbed the gun and smashed it on the floor.

The side effect of using a spear is that the arm will break, which is nothing to the puppeteer.

The young man's arm was pulled back by the thread, and he joined his body again, grabbed his spear and rushed into the darkness, appearing behind the ghost, and a shot pierced the armor and peeked through the ghost's chest.

The ghost froze, as if he had been nailed to death by the shot.

However, in the next moment, the eyes of the ghost were red, and the young man was hammered by the ghost's strong backhand, smashed from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and evenly smeared on the floor.

After swinging the hammer of the counterattack, the ghost finally fell silent, the red light that showed through the helmet was extinguished, and the seven oil lamps that had been trampled on by it also returned to their light.

"Success?" Wen Zhong is in a very bad state, in order to twist his armor, he has used too many evil ghosts, and he is in a very bad state at the moment.

A puppet stepped forward and slapped the armor, and this time, instead of resisting, the ghost turned into ashes along with the armor and weapon, leaving only a yellow bell in place.

"Jingle Bell Jingle Bell" The piercing bell sounded, the oil lamp in the distance went out, and darkness hit everyone again.

"Run!" Fang Shiming shouted, picked up the two body bags and turned around and ran, and the five ordinary people immediately followed.

The four puppets didn't even have time to care about the puddle of black blood raw materials and the non-stop ringing bell on the ground, they lifted Wen Zhong, who was in a very poor state, and ran away with him, much faster than the speed of five ordinary people, and soon rushed to Fang Shiming's side.

One of the puppets continued to carry Fang Shiming, and the other three continued to carry Wen Zhong, picking up the five of them and sprinting forward regardless of their physical damage.

Fortunately, the ghost was partially distracted by the bell, and it stayed by the bell for a while, as if to re-tie the bell to its feet.

This bought the puppet more than ten seconds to escape, and successfully left the ghost in the darkness behind.

When the bell no longer shrill and faintly audible, the puppet lowered the six people.

Fang Shiming was slumped on the floor, his face was pale, gasping for breath, obviously he was a puppet, but he felt extremely tired and hungry.

It seems that in this endless corridor, any behavior consumes physical strength, and the consumption brought by the act of running away with everyone just now made Fang Shiming a little unbearable.

"Give." Lin Wanying handed over a bottle of mineral water and a bag of compressed biscuits, this girl is really sensible.

"We're not tired, it's because of the ...... of using our abilities" Before Wen Zhong finished speaking, Fang Shiming had already swallowed the biscuits.

"Here, the ability to use also adds a physical exertion, and food can supplement the consumption." Fang Shiming explained.

The puppet on the side found out the "stored grain" on his body and handed it all to Fang Shiming, and after Fang Shiming ate it all, he recovered a lot.

"Keep running." Fang Shiming struggled to his feet and said.

At this moment, a bell rang throughout the corridor, the bell disappeared, and the oil lamps were extinguished, but the few people did not fall into darkness - the day came, and the light from nowhere illuminated the entire corridor.

The killer fly immediately looked behind him, and there was no end in sight in the hallway, but even the eyes of the peeping ghost could not find the oppressive ghost.

"It's dawn, we're safe, for the time being." Fang Shiming glanced at his phone, it was six o'clock.

After last night's battle royale, there are now only seven people left: Fang Shiming, Wen Zhong, Lin Wanying, Lin Yongrui, Su Yue, Hu Haibo, and Jin Sheng.

"Didn't you say it could be a T1000?" Su Yue's face was complicated, and she was a little difficult to accept when she knew the truth.

Fang Shiming inspected the four dolls, and most of the muscles in their bodies had collapsed from their sprint beyond the limits of human beings just now.

These puppets were no longer able to bear the supernatural and began to emit the stench of black blood.

Fang Shiming spoke: "Here, the actions of ghost puppets are also restricted by that inexplicable physical strength rule, and only consuming and not eating will make them weak. ”

"We can eat a little less and prioritize serving to you and your ...... Ghost puppets. Hu Haibo immediately showed goodwill.

Fang Shiming shook his head, put away the compressed biscuits, mineral water, and table knife, and let the four puppets turn into black blood, and put them into the small box containing black blood before.