When did the other party come in?

Is he a player or a strange being in this dungeon?

Anyway...... The other party has already shown his hostility.

The No. 1 strong man seems to be in a bad situation and state right now.

Shen Chan thought quickly, casually picked up a glass wine bottle filled with transparent liquor in the wooden box in his hand, and rushed in the direction of the strong man and the masked man!

On the strong man's side, he also realized that he had been attacked and turned his head to look behind him.

The pitch-black metal short stick in the opponent's hand fell on his head again, but this time the strong man reacted and stretched out his left hand to block.

The iron rod struck his forearm with a dull thumping sound like leather.

"Boom!"

"Sneaky thing, go die!"

The strong man roared angrily, waved his right fist the size of a punching bag, and punched the masked man in the face.

"Bang!"

The sound of a fist hitting flesh sounded, and the punch sent the masked man back two steps as if he was shrouded in shadows.

Although he lost his pistol, it can be understood by looking at his physique...... Even if he loses his pistol, he is still very threatening!!

The strong man still has to swing his fist in pursuit, but the next ......

The shadow on the masked man squirmed, as if a finger was touching the LCD screen, and some dizzying ripples like a phantom color rippled.

Then, his form vanished.

Shen Chan frowned slightly.

Sure enough, this guy has an ability similar to "stealth......

Taking advantage of this gap, he quickly approached the strong man, and then said.

"Back to back with me, try to minimize visual blind spots as much as possible!"

"The other party was repelled by your punch, and his own combat effectiveness is not strong!"

As he said this, he flashed behind the brawny man.

"No problem, Brother Seven."

The strong man said this, and the two of them also began to look around vigilantly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

The other party seemed to have completely disappeared into the room, and it seemed as if they were snooping on them in various shadowy corners.

"What are we going to do?"

More than ten seconds passed, and the strong man couldn't help but ask.

"Where did you drop your pistol," Shen Chan asked aloud, "We still need to get that one in our hands......

As he said this, the strong man looked around a little and found the pistol on the ground.

At the doorway, there is a distance of about two meters from where the two people are standing.

"I'll go get it."

The strong man said this, and immediately walked to the door.

Shen Chan's face changed slightly.

"Wait a minute, he's sure he'll be staring at ...... too"

But before the sentence was finished, the strong man had already walked up to the pistol and bent down to pick up the pistol.

And the moment he bent over, at his side, a wriggling shadow reappeared, and a vague human figure revealed its outline.

"Be careful!"

Shen Chan shouted, but it was too late!

"Bang!"

The metal short stick slammed into the back of the strong man's head again, and the strong man fell directly to the ground this time.

But he still retained consciousness, and the moment he fell, he struggled to push the revolver in the direction of Shen Chan.

"Number 7!"

He fell to the ground, and Shen Chan immediately bent down and picked up the sliding pistol.

And the black shadow once again raised his short stick high and slammed it down on the back of the strong man's head that had fallen on the ground.

"Boom!"

The strong man snorted and stopped moving.

Shen Chan raised his pistol with his right hand and aimed it at the other party, pulling the trigger directly without any hesitation.

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out, and the huge recoil shook Shen Chan's wrist and forearm numb.

The bullet sank into the blurred human form, exploding a blood spark, and a cry of pain came out from the shadows.

"Ahh

His figure is fully revealed, and the muzzle of the gun is on the left shoulder - obviously, this is not fatal!

Shen Chan recognized the other party's voice.

"It's you!"

This voice is the irritable tin foil hot youth who quarreled with the strong man before!

He is also a werewolf...... And it has a weird ability that is different from that fat house!

He didn't hesitate, and once again adjusted the muzzle of the gun to the other party's figure.

However, before he could shoot, the figure of the young man with tin foil burned disappeared out of thin air with a dazzling fluctuation.

Shen Chan shot again at the empty space where he was originally standing, as if hitting the surface of the mercury liquid, splashing more dazzling colors.

Subsequently...... Shen Chan immediately dodged to the side, and where he was originally standing, the figure of the other party wielding a short stick also reappeared.

"Damn imp! Don't run! ”

The other party cursed, and chased Shen Chan with the short stick in his hand again.

At such a close distance, Shen Chan didn't have time to aim, he could only shoot at the opponent's lower abdomen, and then threw the wine bottle in his hand at the opponent.

"Smack!"

The bullet exploded on the opponent's lower abdomen, the wine bottle exploded on the opponent's head, and the opponent also smashed a stick on Shen Chan's chest.

Shen Chan only felt a shortness of breath, a sharp pain in his chest, and the whole person fell backwards uncontrollably, just falling on the boxes and bags that had been stacked before.

Boxes and bags collapsed with a clatter, but they also acted as a cushion.

"I really admire that you got four sticks on the head before you lay down......"

Shen Chan had a high respect for the strong man in his mind.

But the movement of his hands did not stop, he grabbed a bag in his hand and threw it in front of him, the bag made a muffled thud against something and rolled to the ground - even though it seemed empty in front of him.

But Shen Chan can understand by thinking about it with common sense that the other party will definitely rush over to mend the knife!

Taking advantage of this gap, he quickly got up and picked up the candle at hand, and then quickly retreated to the wall behind him, leaning against the wall, holding a pistol and a candle and gasping for breath.

His chest was still in severe pain, his heart was beating wildly, and his breathing was rapid, but Shen Chan was extremely calm at the moment.

Koko...... Come on, idiot—is that all you can do? ”

Shen Chan grinned, letting out a strange and short laugh from his throat.

Next Second......

A faint smell of wine wafted from the left side, and Shen Chan immediately threw out the candle in his hand!

The candle flew halfway through as if it had hit something—and then—

"Wow!"

The flames rose, and the figure of the tin-foil scalded young man reappeared, scrambling to tear off the burning masking cloth and slap the flames on his shoulders.

"Idiot, that amount of high alcohol is spilled on the body and ignited, even if you don't have to leave it alone...... It's not gasoline. ”

Shen Chan said this, with some pity in his tone.

The instantaneous heat and firelight are indeed enough to make people hesitate for a moment and make subconscious mistakes.

This time for hesitation and wrong actions was enough for Shen Chan to raise his hand and aim at the other party's head.

"Bang!"

Shen Chan pulled the trigger, and an extra blood hole appeared on the other party's head.

Then, he fell to the ground like the fat house just now.

The blood-colored vortex also consumed his body, and then, a hint of blood-colored words appeared.

"Player 8, dead."

Shen Chan put away the pistol, and then bent down against the wall.

"Uhh

He also made a sound of wanting to vomit, but quickly stood up and sighed.

Shen Chan's face was full of calm, and he didn't even have a sense of happiness for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

"No......"

Shen Chan patted his face gently.

"I'm a bastard who doesn't have a sense of reverence for life and death......"

As he spoke, he looked at the strong man who had fallen in the doorway, and then at the blood in the upper right corner.

"Current Total Surviving Players: 7"

"Current Human Camp Player Survival: 7"

"Aren't you dead yet......"

Shen Chan muttered, pushed the monocle on his eyes, and then walked in the direction of the strong man.

The other party was lying on the ground, with a large wet blood stain on the back of his head, but his body was still slightly undulating, and it did not look like he was dead.

Shen Chan squatted down and pushed the other party's shoulder.

"Hey—"

As he said this, the strong man also tried to raise his head, and the whites of his eyes were blood-red—unlike the red light plated on the fat house's "mad" state before, he was congested from the blow to his head.

"Did you get rid of him?"

His voice was also very weak.

Shen Chan nodded and replied, "Well, it's solved." ”

"That's good," the strong man breathed a sigh of relief, took a few slow breaths, propped his head on the floor with his chin propped up, and then spoke, "My head is heavy...... I think it's going to be karma......"

Shen Chan didn't speak, and the strong man had already closed his eyes.

"Little brother No. 7, if you can get out alive, help me tell my parents, parents and sister, I love them very much, my bank card password is 332113, I am from Chengcheng, Qi Province, my name is Tang Chang, you can find me by asking any gym in Chengcheng......"

"Anyway...... Dude, stay alive...... You're still young......"

His voice grew weaker and weaker, and at last it was almost breathless.

"I will."

Shen Chan said this, but the strong man had no strength to speak, so he could only shake his head slightly, not knowing whether he was expressing gratitude or what.

Shen Chan squatted there and looked at each other, and also pursed his lips.

He felt something touch inside him.

Although I didn't feel anything about "killing" just now, I didn't seem to be some cold-blooded monster.

"I'll get out alive and help you tell your parents."

He patted the other man lightly on the shoulder, then stood up and rummaged through the utility room again.

About five or six minutes later, he found the "tainted statue" in a box—a grayish-white stone sculpture of a wolf-headed human figure in wizard's robes, the size of a palm, with slight cracks in it, and a wriggling, dark red that made people feel uncomfortable at first glance.

"That's it......"

As he spoke, there was a sudden sound at the door.

"Whoa-hum-huh-huh-"

A sound sounded like a cow's bark, and he looked at the source of the sound and saw that it was......

The strong man Tang Chang who was lying down.

Shen Chan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the blood word in the upper right corner of him.

"Current Total Surviving Players: 7"

"Current Human Camp Player Survival: 7"

He silently covered his forehead.

"What the fuck are you...... Waste my feelings. ”