The big brother who left the field suddenly and hastily eased the tension with his own actions. Danger was hidden everywhere, and the tight atmosphere suddenly took on a bit of comical flavor.
Although this was not very kind, Xiao Lan silently gave him a compliment in her heart.
Then the two left the control room and walked out.
Many parts of the platforms that have experienced the double damage of explosions and fires have become very fragile, just like a frozen lake. It is difficult for you to directly tell where is safe from the outside.
As the two of them moved forward, there were always a lot of debris falling from the ceiling along the way. Along with dust and rubble, one could be hit if they didn't pay attention.
Smoke gradually appeared in the air, and it became thicker and thicker.
At this moment, not only was she not breathing well, Xiao Lan even started to feel uncomfortable in her eyes.
They relied on the memory of their previous exploration to walk towards the position of the train. They didn't know when it was now or how long it was before the train stopped. I hope it can come sooner.
"Warning!... Passengers, please... Don't get in the car..."
"Warning! Zizi... please... passengers... don't... get in the car..."
"warn… "
The station broadcast sounded again, with a harsh tone in his tone.
However, the stations have been burned like this, but the broadcast is still diligently persuading players not to get on the train. It is simply a ghost that has come to the world every year.
Their aim is: The station can be burned, and the player must die.
After hearing the broadcast, not only did Xiao Lan and Luo not stop, they walked faster.
If you say you don’t leave, don’t you leave, don’t we lose face
—
Dodging the collapsed pillar next to them, Xiao Lan and Luo arrived at the place of the bulletin board they had visited before.
A shadowy figure appeared in front of him.
They are of different heights, and their limbs are of varying degrees of mutilation. They are standing in front of them quietly, seeming to be waiting for the player to pass by.
Seeing the appearance of Xiao Lan and the two of them, the people who had stood still raised their heads one after another, revealing their own unique faces.
Xiao Lan saw the woman at the ticket booth. Her lower body was still mutilated. She was prostrate on the ground, and she could vaguely see the internal organs dragged out from the fracture of her waist.
The cleaning auntie I've seen before is also among them.
Now she looks a lot more ferocious than before, with large burns on her face, and two empty eye sockets, one of which is missing, and the other is in danger. .
"Meet...hehehe..." Auntie Cleaning's throat seemed to be broken by smoke, and every syllable was a bit hard and hoarse.
"Is it after you put on your makeup before?" Xiao Lan was a little shocked. He originally thought that the gray face he had seen before was already the death of this aunt, but he didn't expect it to be like this after removing the makeup. of.
Xiao Lan suddenly developed a strong curiosity about the makeup techniques of ghosts.
Perhaps Xiao Lan’s expressions and words were too straightforward, and the muscles that looked stiff on Auntie Cleaning’s face suddenly became fierce, and she shouted at Xiao Lan: "You... go... die—"
It seems that no matter how old a woman is, no matter what her taste is, no matter whether she is dead or not, she will be angry at others' mockery of her own face.
Xiao Lan: "..."
How can I turn my face and turn my face? He didn't say anything.
Luo explained in due course: "Sir, it is a very rude behavior to evaluate a lady's makeup, and it can be compared to death to some extent."
After being baptized by various cultures in the real world, Luo is already familiar with this.
Xiao Lan looked at Luo innocently: "Can't I tell the truth?"
Auntie Cleaning's anger rose again. She raised her hand and threw out the bag that had seen a lot of eyes before Xiao Lan.
Xiao Lan: "Well, I know it won't work..."
The zipper of the mid-air bag is slowly opening, this time it is not an eye, but a finger.
Is there more than one thing in this bag? As far as the size of the bag is concerned, it is obviously impossible to hold so many things. Could it be said that... which eyes and hands are actually produced by itself
Thinking of that more and more before, and chasing their persistent eyes, Xiao Lan didn't want to be overtaken by such difficult things at this time.
He made a decisive decision, taking advantage of the moment when the bag was not fully opened in mid-air, he jumped up, and the dagger slashed at the bag fiercely through a sharp arc.
When the dagger pierced the bag's body, the bag was struggling as if it was alive.
It is a pity that the guy in front of it is not only fast, but also extremely powerful. These are added to the extremely sharp dagger, like the claws of a hunter, forming a force that it cannot resist.
In the next instant, this bag with a shining international brand logo was cut into two pieces, and the hand that was less than drilled was not formed yet, and it turned directly into fly ash.
"Destroy props, increase poverty value by 1.6 million"
Xiao Lan never expected an unexpected gain: "1.6 million? Fuck... What kind of bag is this expensive!"
Luo answered indifferently: "This is a limited edition produced about a hundred years ago, and it is very well preserved. A similar bag was sold at auction for a similar price."
Hearing that the auntie cleaning on the other side was also stagnant, maybe she didn't expect the bag she picked up to be so valuable.
However, there is nothing left to drag Xiao Lan's blessing.
Even if she was dead, she felt the heartache after the sudden wealth disappeared.
She turned her empty eye frame to Xiao Lan, and it was full of words "Pay me back!!".
Along with the anger of Aunt Cleaning, the ghosts around her chased in the direction of Xiao Lan.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiao Lan and Luo ran away.
The most important goal now is to get on the train. If you get caught by them, you will definitely waste a lot of time. If you miss a train by that time, you don't know if this station can support the next train.
Even if you want to fight, it's not now.
The two ran ahead, jumping over the holes that appeared in the floor below their feet from time to time.
The ghosts behind them kept calling them: "Come here... here..."
It's like a brainwashed MLM organization.
—
The two of them finally came to the train's position with a string of tails behind them.
Unfortunately, the train did not arrive at the station at the moment, and there was no sign of arriving in a short period of time.
Not far away, there was a rush of running sound.
Xiao Lan raised her head and directly locked a fluorescent green head in the chaos. The owner of this head was jumping up and down, looking full of vitality.
There seemed to be many ghosts chasing behind her.
Xiao Lan yelled: "Rich—"
"Eh! Brother Xiao—" the first rich and noble voice came, "Do you have a ticket? I have a lot here!"
She raised a fancy backpack in her hand, and when she shook it up, there was a "crash crap" sound. She didn't know where she went to rob, there was such a big bag.
Xiao Lan asked as he ran, "Where did you get it?"
The first rich and honorable cut off her somewhat crooked kill Matt haircut: "I don't know, I found it by the roadside, and there is an explanation that I can get out of the station."
This unreliable appearance made Xiao Lan a little worried: "What color? Look, white is not good, black can be used."
"Ah? Is that true?" First Fortune opened his backpack as he ran, and then took out handfuls of white tickets from inside.
"Oh, this is white..."
"This is also..."
The tickets were thrown on the ground by her, and they were scattered all over the place.
Xiao Lan looked at some black lines from a distance, rich and honored, you are like a walking human-shaped flag, do you know
"Ah! I found it!" After First Fortune emptied the entire backpack, she finally found a black ticket at the bottom. She looked at the white ticket that she had thrown all the way, "So these are traps... "
She waved the ticket in her hand, smiled silly at Xiao Lan, and stretched out her hand to show her thumbs up: "Brother Xiao, you are so amazing!"
Xiao Lan: "..."
Was this guy completely relying on luck to clear the level before? !
The rich girl can live to the present, is it because she came to the world to release water and opened a simple mode for her...
After the first wealthy approached, the ghosts that followed her behind and the ghosts that had chased the two of Xiao Lan merged together, which meant that they would swallow the three directly.
However, the train tracks were not far behind the three of them. At this moment, the train hadn't arrived, and they had no way to go back.
"Brother Xiao, look at me!" The first rich and wealthy volunteered to say that he could play.
Then she raised her right hand and squeezed it into a fist. There was a glowing green light on her fist. The first rich fist threw a punch at the ghosts in front of him, and shouted: "Eat my single dog fist—"
A bright green light flew out of her hand and suddenly attacked the ghosts.
Several ghosts facing her fist were knocked out in an instant, and the entire encircling circle suddenly dispersed, and the green light moved forward unstoppably, finally leaving a trace of a dog's footprint on the ground.
[Single Dog Fist], the effect of this skill is as sharp as its name, and its power is extraordinary.
Xiao Lan seemed to understand something: "That... Rich, do you have to shout this sentence to activate your skills?"
The First Rich retracted his fist and nodded: "Yes, and this skill can only be activated by single dogs. If you leave the group, you can't use it, but it has a damage bonus for couples."
Maiden, your skills are really shameful and strict.
I feel that wealth and honor are hopeless to leave the group in this life, but killing the Matt girl doesn't seem to mind.
The first rich and honorable immediately shrank back after hitting this punch: "Brother Xiao, my skills have cooled down."
Xiao Lan mentioned [This is a poisonous dagger], and asked casually: "What is the time?"
First wealth: "4 minutes and 44 seconds."
… What a skill full of single dog resentment.
At this time, players came from other directions one after another, and it seemed that they had all found a way to clear the level.
But with their arrival, the number of ghosts on the platform has also increased.
At this point, it can be seen that Luo and First Fortune, who are holding tickets, have suffered significantly more attacks, and the other people are in the same situation as them, but there are a few players who only have sporadic ghosts around them, and they seem to be none. Find the ticket.
The ghosts gathered again, and they attacked the three from different directions.
While evading, the first wealthy took out a fly swatter-like prop from the prop backpack and launched a counterattack against the ghosts.
Luo Ze constantly wielded black blades to cut off the ghosts who were trying to approach. He also took the opportunity to secretly absorb some of their fallen limbs, with an aura of wild goose plucking his hair, and let the ghosts attack him. Hesitated more and more.
And because of the task, Xiao Lan held the brooch, which looked like a big sweet and delicious cake in the eyes of the ghosts, and there were so many ghosts coming towards him.
Some of these ghosts appear to be solid, and some are translucent. Obviously, physical attacks will not harm them.
Xiao Lan naturally would not wait to die, he activated the [Introduction to the Basic Principles of Marxist Philosophy].
【Name: Introduction to the Basic Principles of Marxist Philosophy (Advanced Props)】
[Ability: You can materialize ghosts when you use them, and you can damage ghosts through physical attacks when you use them on yourself. The duration is 10 minutes (the number of uses (4/5)]
[Note: The world is material, and the true unity of the world lies in its materiality]
Suddenly, a coercion from the material world radiated from him.
Xiao Lan raised her mouth at the ghosts who gathered in front of him like a supermarket promotion, "Come on, let you experience the physical transcendence method."
As his words fell, Xiao Lan rushed out from the spot like a sharp arrow, and the dagger in her hand drew out a blade of light that made the ghosts feel that their souls were trembling.
A pale palm with bright red nail polish tried to sneak attack Xiao Lan.
In the next instant, the snow-colored knife light flashed, and this arm had fallen to the ground and disappeared.
"Ah—" The owner of the arm gripped her severed arm and let out a sharp ghost howl. She felt the pain. The pain that she had never felt since she died was so vivid at this moment.
Even this feeling of pain was stronger than she felt when she died, with the terrible pain of burning her soul.
This is the power of Marxism!
Xiao Lan rushed directly into the group of ghosts like a demon, and every cut brought an exclamation. Countless ghosts lost their combat effectiveness because of his attack.
And Xiao Lan obviously didn't intend to kill the npc. The subsequent troubles were too great. They could only mourn on the ground, the sharp ghost cries intertwined, making the scalp of the person who heard it numb.
This scene is even more terrifying than destroying them directly.
Gradually the ghosts around Xiao Lan began to retreat, and a vacuum zone formed around him.
He just stood still in the jealous eyes of ghosts.
"Next, who is it?" Xiao Lan's eyes scanned the surrounding ghosts.
Every ghost who looked at him couldn't help turning away his sight, and no one dared to meet his sight.
"Fucking Brother Xiao Shuai exploded!" The first wealthy took a sneak peek at this scene, and she decided to go back and share this scene with Zhao Xiaohe.
At this time, the roar of the train came from afar, and it was obvious that the players' hope was coming.
Hopeful light appeared in the eyes of the players who were fighting.
But at the same time, the station broadcast also sounded, this time with a murderous tone:
"Warning!... If you... leave the platform... Kill!"
"Please... brooch... leave..."
Accompanied by the sound of the station announcement, the ghosts in the station seemed to have received some kind of order. There was a crazy look in their eyes, and it seemed that even their minds were beginning to lose.
The ghosts gave up their original goal, and began to pounce towards Xiao Lan regardless of the cost.
Even if Xiao Lan's dagger severely cut them into two pieces, the rest of them still attacked Xiao Lan unremittingly.
"Trouble." Xiao Lan said softly while looking at the train lights still far away.
Luo rushed to Xiao Lan's side for the first time, casting a line of defense with black shadows. However, the number of ghosts is too much, even if it is swallowed by Luo, it still does not retreat, stepping on the body of the companion that has not been swallowed, and will rush over.
The first rich and honorable also returned to assist Xiao Lan, but her skills had just been used once, and the fly swatter was really not powerful enough.
The first rich and honorable fly swatter waved out: "Damn! I really want to burn them, dare to covet my Brother Xiao!!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Lan's eyes lit up: "Good idea, riches and honors!"
"Huh?" First Fortune hasn't reacted yet.
Facing the almost overwhelming ghosts, Xiao Lan turned on her skills:
[Name: Poverty cannot limit my imagination]
【Ability: Flame Manipulation】
【Remaining time: 00:04:59】
Some of the ghosts are in the air, and some are stacked on the ground, forming a tide-like offensive, almost obscuring the line of sight.
Xiao Lan put away the dagger, raised her right hand and snapped a crisp finger.
Along with this sound, flames gushed from his fingertips and quickly intertwined into a huge fireball, enveloping the three of Xiao Lan.
The bright fireball is still spreading towards the surroundings, and the scorching temperature makes these ghosts who died of explosions or fires feel extremely painful, and they recalled the miserable and desperate life when they died.
The fear of flames has been deeply carved into their souls.
"Boom—"
Under the control of Xiao Lan, the fireball exploded, illuminating the originally dim platform.
Under the attack of the flames, the ghosts dispersed one after another, wailing in pain.
At this moment, in the flames, Xiao Lan's figure seemed so invincible.
The players who had been fighting couldn't help but stop the action in their hands. They grew their mouths and stared at the scene with their eyes widened. They are... what kind of guy they matched...
Is this... really an intermediate player? !
Xiao Lan's eyes were filled with lingering warfare.
"Burn up all filth, Red Lotus Karma!"
Xiao Lan: "..."
Wait, I didn't say that sentence just now.
Wealth, what kind of second line are you! ! !
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