The 391st Chapter of the Deception Agency, can you really win? Xu Lang pulled He Xiao, who was already vigorous, without looking back, and began to flee towards the third floor. The violent trembling of his left hand foretells the evil spirits. Their recovery is inevitable. They can't stay on the first floor. On the second floor, only Cheng Guoguo is still holding his last breath, buying time for them.
But both of them knew that Cheng Guoguo couldn't stop it for long. The time spent in exchange for life was extremely precious, but it was a drop in the bucket. It was not an easy task to find a small box in a huge villa.
Xu Lang’s pace was a little flustered. He never thought that things would deteriorate so quickly. Less than an hour ago, the three executors who were full of pride, Cheng Guoguo had taken the lead in death, and He Xiao was already at the end. He dragged He Xiao's arm and could feel the kind of weakness, as if the bones had been melted by the mutated blood, and this adult male was dragged by him in his hand but it seemed to have little weight.
Once He Xiao dies again, Xu Lang will only be a living person in the villa. The evil spirit's goal is no longer so complicated. If it wants to, Xu Lang will not be able to find the box anyway...
It was precisely the matter of Cheng Guoguo that made Xu Lang's mind upset. He didn't feel distressed or pity. He had thought of all this a long time ago. No one's death would make him gloomy, but even early Prepared, but when things happened before his eyes, he still couldn't get rid of it.
Cheng Guoguo was one of the first people he had contact with since he entered the newspaper. Although there is no connection between them, as an executor on the same team, especially having fought side by side many times, his situation inevitably made Xu Lang. Once again realize the unpredictability of life.
He Xiao was in tears at the moment, muddy tears mixed with straight sweat, but he didn't know that he kept falling down his cheeks, and Cheng Guoguo's death had a great impact on him.
Unlike Xu Lang and Yan Yan, He Xiao is a true, genuine, flesh-and-blood, and affectionate person. He is different from these two. He has friends and relatives. He can accept others from the bottom of his heart.
Cheng Guoguo was the one who entered the newspaper earlier, and he met He Xiao the first time. Although the two did not become allies, the relationship is always good. Although there are some calculations between them, they have always passed on the dough.
Even Xu Lang had some strange emotions. For He Xiao, Cheng Guoguo's death was even more difficult for him to accept.
He Xiao was very courageous. He was able to live to the present by luck, and he himself was very contradictory. He clearly knew that luck would come to an end sooner or later. Under this kind of mentality, he feared death even more, so he did it. Many despicable things.
But this time, he really wanted to save Cheng Guoguo. Although he did not dare to go directly to the first floor to take Cheng Guoguo away, he still used all his strength to rescue Cheng Guoguo on the second floor, but their curse was already Deteriorating to the bone marrow.
Not only did Cheng Guoguo fail to save him, but He Xiao even felt that his body was dying rapidly. He stepped on the ground as if he were stepping on cotton. It was not that the ground was abnormal, but that his legs were already weak. Support your body!
He Xiao's situation can still last for a short period of time. He slowly raised his head, looking at Xu Lang with godless eyes, and said hoarsely: "Can we still complete the task..."
Xu Lang's posture paused for a while, he pulled He Xiao's arm to his shoulder, and carried him forward: "I don't know, but I can't let Cheng Guoguo die in vain!"
"Yes... As long as you still have a breath, you will find it... Find it..." He Xiao's face was already sickly pale, his lips trembled as he said these words, if it weren't for Xu Lang to insist on carrying him at this moment , Can’t keep going!
Reluctantly to cheer up, force himself to cheer up a little bit, and to cheer up a little bit, he has not found the meaning of life, the meaning of living, he wants to look for Cheng Guoguo!
Anxiousness gradually appeared in Xu Lang's eyes. He had brought He Xiao to the third floor for a long time. He still had no clue. He didn't think that the way to find the box was to search door to door. This would not only waste too much time, but also bigger It may be useless at all!
At this moment, the resurrected evil spirits on the first floor were obviously Li Kaifeng's body beginning to transform. At that time, a red light burst from the upper floor. They were located on the second floor. Then, according to his previous guess, the crimson meteor is the power of the box.
The two should be in one, that is to say, find the position of the red light emission, which is where the box is!
The previous situation was too urgent, and he didn't have time to see where the red light was emitted, but vaguely knew that it must be on the third floor!
Then things returned to the original point again, Xu Lang could only search in place, searching door to door!
Xu Lang's face became more and more anxious, he could feel the trembling aura from the floor below, and his left hand also gradually changed at this moment. The irresistible and powerless cold steadily eroded his fragility. His nerves, even he has already felt that something is recovering.
He pushed open a door forcefully with his left hand, and after taking He Xiao into the room, he knocked down all the furnishings in the room, but there was still no valuable clue. His left hand was filled with black air, and the black leather gloves could no longer suppress it. That breath.
Until the black leather gloves came off completely, his pitch-black palms, as if scorched by the fire, were completely exposed to the air. Xu Lang's face showed uncontrollable pain, and his left arm was gradually numb at this moment, which could not resist. It was his left arm that lived in the cold and tortured first!
He Xiao fell on the floor, seeing this scene before he had time to exclaim, the breath on Xu Lang's left hand directly caused a second degree of trauma to his body that was about to collapse!
His whole body was fucked, his face was morbidly flushed, and his blood vessels burst. He clenched his fist and slammed it on the floor. There was a violent cough, and a lot of blood was almost completely pale golden. After being splashed on the dust-free floor, it seemed to have opened a multi-cornered petal.
Xu Lang pressed his left wrist with his right hand, his eyes changed several times, and then he suddenly looked in one direction, which was also the third floor, but it was an attic above the third floor.
This is the place where Xu Lang's mother died when he was a child. It was also the place where he had dreamed back a few times and the entangled nightmare, which tortured him for endless years and let his tears run dry!
The evil spirit attached to his left hand is extremely excited about the aura of the same kind. Now that this kind of unstoppable struggle has appeared, it is obvious that it has been extremely stimulated by something, and that kind of stimulation has surpassed everything!
So, what is hidden in the once nightmare attic
Xu Lang reluctantly picked up the black leather gloves on the ground and forcibly put on his left hand again. He placed his left hand in his pocket and looked at He Xiao, who fell on the ground with a trace of confusion and pain, so he quietly came to him. , Frowned and said softly: "I can no longer continue to bring you by my side. My left hand is occupied by the evil spirit. The closer you are to you, the faster you will die..."
He Xiao’s pain became heavier and heavier. He raised his head, and the corners of his mouth kept oozing light golden blood. His eyes were full of struggle. One hand stubbornly grasped the corner of Xu Lang's clothes and said with great difficulty One word: "Win...you have to win..."
Xu Lang took a deep breath, gently dragged the hand down, stood firm, and looked into the depths with gleaming eyes: "I will win!"
After saying this, he casually took an umbrella on one side in his hand, and ran towards the deeper part of the third floor.
Only He Xiao was left. He weakly released his hand and fell to the floor. He gently wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth. The pain on his face became more intense, and the mysterious people in his communicator kept roaring. He couldn't bear it.
"Trash! Trash stuff, you..."
He turned sideways slightly and took off the communicator under his ear. The black spot was lying quietly on the palm of his hand. He stared at it tightly and whispered, "Human, can you really win..."
Perseverance appeared on Xu Lang's face. He returned to the starting point and turning point of his fate. This time he was no longer the weak little boy. He had witnessed the terrible and powerful evil spirits since he was a child. At that time, he could not resist. Can only watch the tragic death of his parents!
But this time, he was very fortunate, he was very excited, because he finally had a stand to defeat the evil spirits.
Perhaps only by entering the newspaper office can you have this position and qualifications, confront the evil spirits as equals, compete and compete!
Although the way for human beings to win is only to survive!
But the ability of ants to survive the elephant’s feet is already a great victory, and it is also a contempt for the power of the elephant herd!
Xu Lang's eyes became more and more grim. Holding the jet black umbrella in his hand, he ran towards this road. This is a dead end, and at the end of it is the staircase leading to the attic, which is also a step back into the death of his mother. place!
Looking at the familiar wallpaper, his heart gradually became extremely cold because of the coldness conveyed by his left hand. At this moment, his heart was still water, and what was waiting for him in front of him might be the evil spirit or the box.
No one knows what he will get when he rushes out, and what outcome he will face, but with so many people dead, Xu Lang can only win, he can't lose!
Although his breathing was rapid, his hands were extremely steady. Holding the umbrella, he stabbed to the upper slide, and a large amount of dust came with a strange smell that made people hide his face.
Xu Lang subconsciously flashed, but he was still hit by a large amount of dust on the top of his head. He waved his hand to disperse the turbidity in front of him. The slide stopped in front of him, and when the dust dissipated, his blurred vision penetrated through this patch. At the end of the black gray, I saw a scene.
A terrifying black shadow towering to the extreme, almost against the ceiling, flashed by at the end of the other end of the third floor. Xu Lang hurriedly turned sideways, only to find that there was only a deep corridor in front of him, and there was no such shadow at all!
This was the second time he saw an unknown shadow, and compared to the last time, he saw it more clearly this time. This shadow was very familiar to him, and it was a tremor rooted in the depths of memory.
That is the evil spirit that killed his mother alive! It was the evil spirit he saw with his own eyes 18 years ago!
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