An urban legend.
It was a ghost story circulating in the city.
The cat-faced old lady, the cracked woman, Feng Men Village, Eight Feet Lord, Beijing No. 81, Bloody Mary.
These urban ghost stories were widely spread and many people were familiar with them.
Weird, terrifying, and absurd were the main characteristics of ghost stories.
In the game Endless Thriller.
Ghost stories only meant one thing.
It was dangerous!
It was extremely dangerous.
…………
Trembling! Fear!
Chan Qinran hid under the desk and shivered.
As she listened to the clear footsteps that gradually faded away from the corridor, she knew that she had survived.
"Wu, wu…"
Tears rolled in her eyes, and endless fear and grievance swirled in her heart.
She was crying.
However, he did not dare to make too much noise.
The footsteps outside were very sensitive to sound.
She saw with her own eyes that one of her colleagues was skinned by the owner of the footsteps and died in grief.
She was afraid.
She did not want to die.
However, she did not know how to escape from this haunted office building.
"Someone save me…"
Her heart was filled with endless desire, but she also knew that facing the terror in this building, she would be able to escape.
Humans were so powerless.
"This is it."
Downstairs, Lin Hun looked at the towering office building as a notification popped up in his eyes.
There were a few treacherous people who had died from overwork wandering in this building. The fusion of the dark world had allowed them to return to this world. They, who thought themselves excellent employees, could not stand others slacking off. They wanted everyone in this building to " work overtime."
"After the 996 social animal died, it became treacherous. Shouldn't you be taking revenge on the capitalists?”
Seeing the notification in his eyes, Lin Hun shook his head and strode into the office building.
Futuristic Vision did not give him any warning, which meant that the strength of Crafty in this building should be trash.
Bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
Lin Hun liked it the most.
Cold and reserved.
Lin Hun felt the atmosphere change as he stepped through the door.
It was the force field radiation produced by the treacherous resentment, which brought psychological suppression to humans.
This kind of suppression would cause fear, panic, and other negative emotions.
It would affect one's state.
However, to the ruler of the Specter Puzzle…
This effect was almost non-existent.
The ghostly shadow and ghostly hair released a sinister aura at the same time, isolating the resentment in the air.
The blood in his body also released a warm aura, directly melting the corrosive power of the ghost hair and ghost shadow.
He felt as if his body had warmed up after a warm-up.
Lin Hun clenched his fists and began to search the office building.
The others attacked Crafty, perhaps by looking for the rules of killing and investigating the cause of their deaths. In the end, they would rely on strength and emotional resonance to subdue or influence Crafty.
But Lin Hun wasn't so troublesome.
His eyes had the Future Vision and Death Backtrack, which allowed him to easily see through the strange cause of death.
The Grip of Immortality in both hands and the Shadow Substitute in the shadow, together with the Source of Life in the blood.
It allowed him to have the strength to resist the treacherous.
Against Crafty, what he needed was to use violence and kill him forcefully.
Divide their bodies and obtain their puzzles.
This was how players played games.
"Come, let me see how terrifying you are.”
Ta, ta, ta!
Amid the sound of footsteps, a figure was wandering in the corridor.
It was a figure in a black suit.
He was dressed in a well-ironed suit and his leather shoes reflected light.
However, his head was a tragic sight.
It was flat and shattered.
It was like a crushed watermelon.
Her brain and blood dyed her white shirt red.
" His " two eyeballs had been squeezed out of " His " eye sockets and were connected to " His " head by the axis of " His " eye.
But that was the case.
The pair of eyeballs was still rolling around as if they were looking for something.
While walking," He " suddenly stopped, and the eyeballs on " His " face suddenly bulged with blood vessels as " He " turned in a direction.
There, another figure appeared.
A human figure.
This human was neither wearing overalls nor working.
He had already set out his killing rules.
Ta, ta, ta!
The footsteps sounded again, but this time, the sounds were very dense and violent.
Accompanying the footsteps were sharp cries.
"Work! Work! Work!"
His opened hands turned into paper knives, compasses, square rulers, and other work tools.
It shone with a cold light and stabbed at the lazy human.
The strange eyes of the man in the suit lit up with a numb and dead light.
" He " seemed to have already seen the scene of this human being about to be " corrected " by " Him."
Squeak!
However, just as the sharpest compass was about to stab the human.
Crafty in a Suit suddenly felt his limbs tighten, and a terrifying binding force made him unable to move.
" His " eyeballs moved.
He realized that strands of hair had appeared around him.
The hair was weaved into a spiderweb-like trap.
It bound him within.
"Work! Work!"
The ghost hair pierced into his flesh and black blood flowed out.
The stench of rotting corpses wafted in the air.
It corroded the ghostly hair and sizzled.
"Can't you suppress it with just a Specter Puzzle? Then how about adding this?"
Lin Hun, who had his hands in his pockets, looked at Compass, who was gradually approaching him. The black shadow behind him slowly stood up.
He grinned like a crescent moon and walked toward Crafty in a Suit.
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