Chapter 540: Unfavorable Opening
"So it's here..." The feminine man suddenly came over, and the person who was using the tablet trembled, as if he was very afraid of him.
"You killed seven of my dogs. Wait, I'll be there soon." The feminine man ignored him and said while looking at the tablet meaningfully.
The team members behind him shuddered collectively.
They had seen this pervert turn living people into puppets, and they had also seen him paint with fog ghost acid, drawing bloody marks on the skin of his victims.
Several people were very clear about the extent of his perversion.
Therefore, the few of them didn't dare to say a word and just watched the feminine man go crazy there.
They are all from the Blood Wolf Guild.
This time, they are under the banner of revenge and are ready to deal with anyone who dared to kill their union members.
The green coordinates on the tablet in the man's hand marked the location of the instigator. This task was conveyed by their president himself using props, requiring them to do it well.
As for the feminine man, although he looks eerie, his strength is unfathomable, otherwise he would not be their leader for the time being.
The feminine man's real name is Xia Zhou, which may sound like a sunny name at first glance, but it has nothing to do with him.
Xia Zhou is a high-level player ranked 136th on the battle power list.
Don’t think this ranking is low, just look at how many players there are in the entire Blue Star.
Although many people died, there are still at least several billion left. It is big enough to be proud of being ranked in the top 100.
"Boss, will she be hard to kill?" At this time, the bald strong man on the other side said: "Should we..."
"Sh ...
Looking at Xia Zhou's slightly narrowed eyes, the bald man was in so much pain that he could only curse him as a lunatic in his heart, but shook his head in horror.
"No, no, no, I don't want to be a deserter."
"Then don't worry about unnecessary things." Xia Zhou stepped forward and pulled out the scalpel. The bald man groaned, and beads of sweat the size of beans ran down his face.
........................
The ground behind him was a mess, covered with blood-red and green slime.
Xiao Jin was standing on the edge of the rooftop, with a cigarette in his mouth, which was rare.
There were two empty bottles of serum next to her boots, and there were four more bottles in the space.
"Huh~" Smoke clouded her eyes and brows.
"Not bad, I used two and got four, and I made two more in profit!"
But then again, although the quality of the fog ghosts has improved, the number has been reduced by half. It is completely different from the overwhelming appearance on the first day.
Xiao Jin put out the cigarette in his hand, turned around and went downstairs.
The footsteps rolled over the dried blood in the corridor, and the tip of the knife made a sharp sound on the ground. The whole apartment was eerily quiet, and even the unique roar of the fog ghost disappeared.
"Third floor." She kicked open the door to the emergency passage, her pupils shrinking into dangerous vertical lines in the dim light.
Just like before, no matter how hard Xiao Jin looked, there was still no trace of the fog ghost in the building. She was now wondering whether she should leave here.
Barrage sporadically passed by:
[The anchor had a bad start today]
[The fog ghosts are all avoiding the big guys? 】
[Who knows... maybe they are scared after seeing so many of their kind die here! ]
Seeing that he couldn't find it, Xiao Jin didn't force it, but planned to go back and rest.
When she returned to the fourteenth floor, the morning light was seeping in through the scarlet mist. The windows that had been corroded and had holes were covered with spider-web-like crystals, like a protective film secreted by some creature.
"Evolved..." Xiao Jin poked the crystal with the tip of the knife, and the debris fell with a faint fishy sweetness.
Just as I was about to turn around, I heard a rustling sound behind me.
"who?"
The shadow spear brushed past the man's ear and pierced into the wall, the handle of the knife still vibrating outside.
Yin Hang froze in place, the bulging mountaineering bag in his arms slammed to the ground with a thud, and several packets of instant noodles, luncheon meat and mineral water rolled out.
Xiao Jin was very familiar with that packaging. It should have been issued by the government before.
In addition, she also saw canned fruit and whole steamed buns in the backpack through the gap...
"What are you doing..." Xiao Jin looked at him.
At this moment, Yin Hang's eyes were bloodshot, his overalls were torn at the knees, and the exposed skin was covered with festering red spots.
He lowered his head and did not reply immediately. Instead, he picked up the scattered food tremblingly. There were black and purple blood scabs in the gaps between his nails.
After a moment, he adjusted his mood and put the backpack at her feet amid Xiao Jin's puzzled look.
"You're back. I came to look for you just now, but you were not at home." Yin Hang forced a smile.
Xiao Jin's eyebrows were knitted together, and he had some guesses in his mind.
"What do you mean, give it to me?"
Yin Hang nodded: "I don't have any use for it anyway."
He grinned and said, "It would be a waste to leave the things here. I don't have much, I hope you don't mind."
"No, I don't lack supplies." Xiao Jin pressed the tip of his boot against the backpack, then he lifted it up and threw the backpack back into his arms.
“Is your sister still alive?”
Yin Hang's whole body trembled, and veins on his neck bulged when he raised his head: "It's no different from death now..." Before he finished speaking, he started coughing violently, and blood foam with black threads seeped out from between his fingers.
Xiao Jin glanced at the digital watch on his wrist. It was now four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was also the 20th day of the game.
"There are four packs of compressed biscuits and three boxes of self-heating hot pot in the backpack..." Yin Hang suddenly choked up and took out an iron box from his inner pocket: "This is Xinxin's asthma medicine. Although it's expired, but..."
"I said, I don't need this." Xiao Jin interrupted him: "Where is the person?"
Yin Hang came to his senses and realized that Xiao Jin was asking about his sister Yin Xin.
He shook his head, his mood was extremely low: "In the bedroom...but he doesn't want me to see her."
My sister is such a clean and beautiful girl, how could she let me see her half-human, half-ghost appearance?
Since the red fog appeared, Yin Xin hasn't eaten anything.
In fact, Yin Hang came to Xiao Jin this time not just to repay her kindness, he also wanted Xiao Jin to help his sister.
She was in so much pain that I just couldn't bring myself to do it!
Thinking of Yin Xin's festering appearance, Xiao Jin paused, then turned around and walked towards the opposite door, saying as he walked: "Follow me."
Yin Hang was stunned for a moment, then seemed to have thought of something, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes.
Could she possibly save her sister?
Although he didn't quite believe it, Yin Hang had no other choice. He hoped that this miracle happened to Xiao Jin.
Thinking of this, Yin Hang hurriedly followed, picking up the backpack that had slipped to the ground as he walked.
We can’t throw food away randomly now, what if someone takes it away?