After Xiao Lan and Luo joined the battle group, the hair that was originally dazzling and majestic gradually began to curl from the left to the right. The three of them joined forces to cut the hair very fast, and the hair that had been overwhelming in the sky gradually reduced the circle of battle.
Xiao Lan was holding a dagger in her hand, and shuttled in the hair's attack.
After a month of special combat training, after being constantly beaten up, his current reaction speed has been much faster than before.
At the moment the hair struck, he accurately judged the target location of the opponent's attack.
Then Xiao Lan moved slightly to the side with ease, and the attack from the hair fell a few centimeters to his side as he expected. Taking advantage of the gap where the hair could not turn, Xiao Lan swung his blade and cut it directly.
During the battle, Xiao Lan discovered that these hairs were not the main body of ghosts.
Because [This is a poisonous dagger] does not appear to trigger the effect, just like when attacking clothes manipulated by pregnant women.
Luo's black figure flashed like a ghost in the siege of the hair.
Every time a sharp claw is swiped, the hair must be cut. I don’t know what kind of material his black claw is. It can pierce the door with a tough iron hair under his claws. It's as vulnerable as normal hair.
The three of them harvested these hairs at an extremely fast speed.
Not long after, there was only a part of the shower close to a certain compartment. It seemed that this was the source of these hairs.
The three of them slowly surrounded the shower, and a prop like a flamethrower appeared in Wu Ting's hand, but thinking and knowing with his feet, the power must be more than ordinary flamethrowers.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the hair-manipulating thing tried to gather the hair and escape. When fighting with the three of them, it turned into a posture of fighting and retreating.
However, all come, how can there be any reason to leave if you want
Seeing that the opponent was trying to evacuate, Xiao Lan put away the dagger in her hand, and suddenly grabbed the hair in front of him with her bare hands.
The strength in Xiao Lan's hand was so great that the thing on the other end of her hair was startled.
It suddenly increased its strength, trying to withdraw the hair from Xiao Lan's hand, but the other side was like a thousand wild boars playing tug-of-war with it, and the strength of its grasp was not loosened at all.
Then, Xiao Lan pulled back the hair she was holding, and tied it to the shower in another compartment very quickly. She also took the opportunity to hit a few knots that made ghosts crazy, and this one The hair was tightly tied to the shower.
Upon seeing this, Luo and Wu Ting also took the same action.
Soon, this pile of hair was weak, and it was pitifully and helplessly tied to a nearby shower, unable to attack or breaking free. The bathroom now looks like a silk hole, but unfortunately there are no glamorous and enchanting female fairies, only a bunch of bad men with black hearts and cruel hands.
Wu Ting held a flamethrower and walked towards the shower with hair pouring out of his hair with a smile. If he ignores his red pants at the moment, it would be an act full of oppression.
The next moment, the flamethrower in his hand burst out a purple flame.
The flame began to spread at an extremely fast speed as soon as it touched the hair, completely ignoring the moisture of the hair and the accumulation of water everywhere, and avoided the surrounding environment as if it could distinguish the target. The purple flame was very Quickly burn these hairs and curl them up.
The burning smell of these hairs is extremely strange.
Different from the protein burning scent of ordinary hair, this is a kind of burnt smell with a fishy smell. When it burns, it is accompanied by dark green smoke, which looks very unappetizing.
"what-"
When the hair burned out, there was an angry scream from the shower, which was spread through the pipe, and it seemed to have changed the tone, and the original voice could no longer be heard.
The bathroom finally returned to quiet again.
Wu Ting found a black dress and put it on, and in an instant it was that charming royal sister again.
He smiled and nodded to Xiao Lan and the two: "Thanks, I thought you were just newcomers who had just been promoted to the mid-level field. I didn't expect to be so powerful. I underestimated you before."
Wu Ting fiddled with her long black curly hair: "I will introduce myself again. I am called Wu Ting. I am an intelligence dealer. As for women's clothing, this is just a little personal hobby."
Xiao Lan: "What you said earlier about having the opportunity to cooperate means intelligence?"
"Yes, I am very optimistic about your talent. As a reward for helping hands, I can tell you a piece of news." Wu Ting's lips curled up, "He Rui is also my colleague, but he belongs to the kind of dirty work. He didn't care about the means when completing the task. It seems that he is eyeing you this time."
Xiao Lan tentatively asked, "Do you know what his purpose is?"
Wu Ting's raised eyes glanced at Xiao Lan lightly, with a mysterious meaning in his eyes: "Well, it's treated as an initial investment to solicit new customers."
His voice was suppressed very low: "As far as I know, a person with a big background recently released a task to find people. Those who want to take the task must go to a designated place and go through layers of screening. Very mysterious."
"I always only sell news and don't sell my life, so I didn't participate. But when He Rui went, maybe you are the target of the mission, or maybe you are just a hapless person who was affected."
After listening to Wu Ting's words, Xiao Lan was thoughtful. Assuming that he was really the target of the mission, then his father...what the hell is he? He can still bring such attention after missing for so long, and it simply brings traffic.
Of course, he still hopes that he is just a hapless person who has been affected.
Seeing Xiao Lan's expression, Wu Ting chuckled, "It seems that you don't know."
Xiao Lan nodded: "Indeed, I can only guess."
Wu Ting: "If you need to verify your guess, please come to me. Of course, it won't be free this time."
As he said, he handed Xiao Lan a pink mirror-like prop: "You can contact me then."
[Name: Appointment? (Vice-body)]
[Ability: to establish contact with the subject holder, the process of the call can be visualized]
【Explanation: make an appointment? make an appointment! 】
Xiao Lan took the props: "..."
This explanation seems to be obviously for a certain purpose, the virtue of descending into the world, the garbage game will be over sooner or later.
After the conversation, the three of them checked the bathroom for abnormalities.
After all, there was a new danger of death, indicating that something new must have happened here. The three of them carefully checked the past one by one, and finally walked to the innermost one.
It was obviously a wall before! An extra door appeared when everyone was unaware.
After exchanging a glance, Xiao Lan stepped forward and opened the door carefully.
At the moment when the door was opened, Xiao Lan clearly saw many splattered blood droplets in the air. These blood droplets were stagnant in the air as if they were being pressed and paused, like an exquisitely crafted sculpture.
At the moment when the door was opened, the time in the compartment seemed to start to flow suddenly, and the splashed blood began to move along the original trajectory, covering the surrounding walls.
A large amount of blood came oncoming, Xiao Lan reacted quickly and hurriedly closed the door of the compartment again, thus avoiding the end of being splashed all over.
Viscous blood slowly gushed out from the bottom of the compartment, and there were still flesh and blood fragments that couldn't tell where it was.
After the sound of blood drops stopped, Xiao Lan opened the door again.
This time he clearly saw two pieces of clothing besides the blood stains on the ground. These two pieces of clothing were also familiar to him. They were worn by the couple today, and they had seen them at the door of the laundry room before.
Wu Ting also saw it: "It's them..."
Xiao Lan nodded.
Wu Ting stretched out his hand to play with his hair: "Although I understand that the danger has increased, but I am a little happy and vaguely happy, and what is going on with a little regret..."
Xiao Lan also silently agreed. Although these two are very annoying, he actually wants to know what new content they can fight with.
Although I was attacked just now, I still need to take a bath.
The three of them chose the nearby cubicle to take a bath. If the thing that attacked still dared to come, let it not leave a single hair, and go back bald.
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After taking a shower, Xiao Lan walked towards the position of her cubicle.
It is now the third night, and the final danger is imminent. I don't know whether it will start from the early morning of the fourth day or it will not start until the last moment.
In any case, tonight’s rest is particularly important, and it is better to go to bed as early as possible.
But not wanting, Xiao Lan saw a person at her door.
It's the only resident who has made great achievements—a cultist.
I don't know if this person is nervous or has a brain problem. Facing the disappearance of the people who lived with him, he seemed to have no sense of crisis at all, still holding a broken god statue and talking about the gods all day.
It seems that in his heart, the destruction of all mankind is in line with the will of that god.
I don't know which of the two gods who sprang out from the corner of the corner, the wish is so traditional.
I saw that the cultist was holding the statue of the god, and muttered to Xiao Lan's door: "Punish him! Punish this sinner who disrespects your substitute, and let him sink forever in despair!"
Cultists are immersing themselves in their prayers.
At this moment, his heart was filled with the imagination of that nasty neighbor being punished by God.
I hope God can set them on fire, hang them up and tortured, so that they can no longer offend themselves.
"Cough." A voice rang above his head.
In a daze, the cultist thought he felt the oracle. He raised his head in surprise, but he met the face he didn't want to face the most-his rough and savage neighbor.
Damn, why are you
He looked at the closed door and then at the face above his head.
Oh, it's over.
Xiao Lan skillfully beat this guy and asked him to review what is called a severe beating from a social person. The idol in the hands of the cultist rolled to one side during the beating, Luo picked it up and handed it to Xiao Lan.
Looking at this idol, Xiao Lan remembered the one that had been destroyed in Liudao Hot Springs before, and that had brought him a large amount of poverty.
Both are idols, and looking at him in such a precious posture, this is not too much difference, right
Xiao Lan squeezed the idol and squeezed it hard under the cultist's gaze of "you are ruthless, you are cruel, and you are making trouble without reason".
"Destroy the props, increase the poverty value by 0.002 million, Xiao Lan is already so poor that she has lost her dream"
Xiao Lan: "..."
This thing is simply the shame of the idol! Spread the goods!
Looking at the accusing cultist next to him, Xiao Lan gave him another round of beatings from the society without saying a word.
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When Xiao Lan went to bed early, Luo still perfectly served as his emotionless pillow.
late at night.
The familiar sound of footsteps resounded outside the door.
This time there seemed to be more people. Xiao Lan was awakened for a moment and found that the situation was no different from before. He changed his position and planned to continue sleeping.
But this time, things outside are not as secure as before.
It seemed that the buzzing sound of many people talking at the same time sounded, the voices were intertwined, and the content of the conversation was completely inaudible under mutual interference.
At this moment, there is always an unwillingness to be lonely.
"You stinky man with no taste! I want to break up with you!"
"Why don't I have any taste, I didn't wear pink boxers!"
"Why did you eat garlic before going to bed last night? Even if you die, it will smell like garlic!"
"Isn't that because you ate stinky tofu first?!"
"My fucking#! @&!"
"You fucking @#%&*!!!"
The high-pitched and loud quarrel came through the door panel that was not used for eggs. It was still a familiar content and a familiar formula.
Xiao Lan covered her head with a pillow.
Damn, aren't you dead? !