Chapter 22: Black Smoke

As soon as he raised his hand to retract it, Gao Wuxuan took all the tar in his palm back into his body.

Then he looked down at the remaining half of the hanged man's corpse, and after a moment's thought, he reached out and touched it lightly.

It's a pity that after his fingers touched the corpse, the black watch didn't have any new information.

This corpse did not fall like a ghoul spine.

Shaking his head, Gao Wuxian didn't have much hope for this, and it was expected that he didn't fall.

After all, this hanged ghost remnant is also a subordinate product, and it is not the same as a ghost that needs him to fight half dead to kill.

"But you can take this half of the corpse with you."

Gao Wuxian's eyes rolled, although he had now filled up the ghosts, he couldn't tell when the ghosts would be hungry enough to affect his sanity.

If you can take away this half of the hanged ghost to death, wouldn't there be a reserve of food?

Opening his palm, Gao Wuxian made up his mind and grabbed half of the corpse, and was thinking about incorporating it into the black surface space, when the next moment the corpse of the hanged ghost suddenly turned into a wisp of black smoke and flew away.

"That's not right!"

Seeing that the wisp of black smoke did not disperse and condensed, Gao Wuxiao frowned, and his eyes followed closely.

Although the black smoke seemed faint, it flew at a surprisingly fast speed, and he only looked at it for a moment, and the black smoke almost rushed out of the room.

didn't have time to think, Gao Wuxian's feet suddenly exerted force, and the whole person flew out like an arrow from the string.

Immediately following the black smoke and rushing out of the door, Gao Wuxuan stopped in front of the sleeping Wang Jun.

Looking around, I caught traces of black smoke in the corridor.

"Where the hell is it going?"

Doubts filled his heart, Gao Wuxiao no longer put his mind on revenge on Wang Jun, and turned around and went straight to the black smoke.

But just as he passed in front of the door of Room 404, four people suddenly rushed out of it.

It was too bad for him to come, Gao Wuxian frowned, but his steps did not stagnate.

With a huge impact, he slammed headfirst into himself who had just left the door and held the Desert Eagle in his hand.

With a loud bang, the other party was knocked straight away by Gao Wuxian, and the three people behind him collided together, rolling into a gourd.

"Grass!"

A familiar angry curse exploded behind him, but Gao Wuxiao didn't have the time to care about him now.

At the moment when they blocked it, the black smoke had already turned into the corridor.

By the time the contour wall arrived, the black smoke was gone.

"How can it be so fast, where the hell is it going?"

His lips pursed in a straight line, and Gao Wuxiao, who was standing against the wall, had doubts rolling in his eyes.

Bang bang bang ~ The shouts of swearing and scolding approached with the sound of chaotic footsteps, and the sound of piercing ears was quite harsh to him.

Retracting his right hand from the buttress, Gao Wuxuan turned around and walked out of the staircase, looking up to see that he was holding the Desert Eagle with a hideous face, and his bloodshot eyes were about to burst out of his sockets.

Xu Jiaming, who followed closely behind him, was even more pale, and his eyes were full of horror.

It seems that this self is sick again.

Shook his head helplessly, at this time, Gao Wuxiao felt that he looked so ugly when he was sick, no wonder he had never had a girlfriend since he was so old.

Thoughts were churning, and the tar-made knives were condensed in the palm of his hand that hung low at his side.

Although the "high and unharmed" who only came out of room 404 could not pose any threat to him, the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, and he didn't want to capsize in the gutter after the collapse of the talks.

"Don't you apologize when you bump into someone!"

The comer clenched the firearm in his hand, and as soon as the angry curse erupted from his mouth, his face changed suddenly.

Anger faded from his face, replaced by a look of confusion.

Seeing that he still had the ability to think, Gao Wuxian's heart was relieved, and he smiled: "I was a little anxious just now, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hit you." ”

"Wait, it's not a matter of not apologizing now."

Gao Wuxian's apology ushered in a not very kind answer, and the eyes of himself in front of him were wide, and what was contained in it was not kindness.

The muzzle of the gun reflected the warm light of the setting sun, but the muzzle of the black hole pointed directly at Gao Wuxian's forehead.

Well? Is my murderous intent so heavy?

A little doubt floated in his heart, Gao Wuxian's eyes followed the muzzle of the gun, and after seeing the black watch on the wrist of the gun bearer, he thought for a moment, revealing an expression of sudden realization.

"Who the hell are you! Why do you look exactly like me!? ”

There was irrepressible anger in the ensuing questioning, and Gao Wuxiao was stunned when he heard this, as if he had been asked before.

"Let me answer your first question first."

Pursing his lips and thinking about it, Gao Wuxiao hid the knife made of tar condensed in his palm, and said: "I am the same as you, I am also a eater, as for you asking me why I look the same as you......"

Before he finished speaking, Gao Wuxian's figure suddenly became shorter, and his right hand, which was holding a rough tar knife, waved forward, and a black shadow swept through the air.

And above his head, the bullet also spiraled through him.

"Ahh

"Gao Wuxian" snorted in pain, and after the hands holding the gun were pierced by foreign objects, there was a mass of viscous substance that wrapped the space between his knuckles and the trigger.

After a successful blow, Gao Wuxuan got up slowly, flipped his palm and held a tar knife, and said softly: "Why do I look exactly like you?" Of course it's me, you. ”

"What crazy are you talking about!" "Gao Wuxiao", who struggled to break free of the tar between his fingers, roared angrily: "How can you be me!" I am who I am! ”

Listening to his roar, Gao Wuxuan smiled helplessly: "At first, I thought the same as you, and I thought I was the only one." ”

But in this ring, called the Strange Tower, nothing is unique.

Shrugging his shoulders, Gao Wuxiao flew out another tar knife, sticking Xu Jiaming, who was about to escape, in place, looking at the familiar horror on his face.

An inexplicable smile welled up from the bottom of my heart.

"Listen to me." Gao Wuxian retracted his gaze, looked at himself who was still struggling, and asked, "What is your task?" ”

"Then you don't need to ask!"

"Gao Wuxian" said to himself: "Of course, just like you, kill all the eaters in the building." ”

Hearing this, Gao Wuxian smiled, raised his hand and waved, sticking between the "Gao Wuxian" firearms, and the tar on the soles of Xu Jiaming's feet poured into his palms with a grunting sound.

Although it is not the first time I have heard of this task, compared to my own mission, the gap is too large.

He couldn't help but wonder what it was that led them to such a suicidal mission.

The unanswered questions only interfered with their thoughts, and the four people who stood in place waved their hands and said, "Okay, you guys can go." ”

"Just let us go?"

The "Gao Wuxiao" with the palm pierced through his hand looked puzzled, he didn't understand why this person with the same face as himself wanted to let them go.

"Or else?"

Gao Wuxian's head tilted, he didn't expect him to ask such a stupid question.

"Why don't I just leave you stupid here?"

"Nope! No, no! No, let's go, let's go! ”

Xu Jiaming, who had long been frightened, hurriedly grabbed the arm of "Gao Wuxian" and hurriedly ran back.

Seeing the backs of the four of them running away, Gao Wuxian grinned, which reminded him of the time when he was frightened with Xu Jiaming and them.