Chapter 187: Do you eat?

Yin Hui was a little surprised. He was not sure whether the other party had discovered him. He had to draw a talisman in the void and re-tie the barrier around him to ensure that he would not be discovered.

Pa, pa, pa...

The sound from her feet attracted everyone's attention, but found that there was a pair of red shoe holders under her feet.

"Strange, I'm wearing shoe stents in this weather? Is this person a problem?" Yin Hui murmured in his heart, slowly exiting from the cement pipe, so as to ensure that there is enough space around him to carry out his attack.

The girl's pace was getting faster and faster, heading straight to the direction of the cement pipe.

Conan Doyle, who was hiding not far from Yin Hun, was pounding his heart as if he couldn't control it anymore. She watched the girl come over and stared at her with a vicious look. Any move could anger the other party. The lonely shadow was so long that it stretched into the cement pipe. Her head fell on Conan Doyle's neck, as if she was about to bite it.

She moved her neck in fear, but the other party actually moved her neck, so her shadow fell on Conan Doyle's neck again.

The special forces soldier seemed a little impatient with Conan Doyle, and raised the gun in his hand and was about to shoot it, but Re Daonan stopped him. It would be better not to be alert to the enemy. The man in black would not appear so easily. Maybe the girl was just testing whether there was anyone.

"Hu." The girl seemed to not notice them, breathed a long sigh of relief, and then turned away. Seeing her figure disappear completely from the lamp, Conan Doyle wiped the sweat from her forehead. She was too nervous just now, and a layer of sweat appeared in the palm of her palm holding the gun.

It was not because she was afraid of girls, but because she was afraid of alerting the snake and ruining the overall plan. She knew in her heart that the members of the group had put in a lot of effort for this plan and could not burn their efforts.

The footsteps were getting farther and farther away, until the figure disappeared from the dim street lights, the attacks that Yin Hui blessed in his hand were slowly released. However, the tense nerves did not relax at all, and his attention was still focused on the house opposite. He was sure that the man in black would definitely appear.

As expected, within half a stick of incense, the footsteps of the slap became faster and faster. In the end, they were even more frequent than their heartbeats. For some reason, the footsteps actually accelerated.

There was only a lonely lamp in the dim school, and there were many shadows. When the girl walked into the shadow, it seemed to disappear out of thin air. Yin Hui felt nervous, and she didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she appeared again.

However, this time the girl actually grabbed a handful of things in her hands. Because the distance was far and the lights were dim, they didn't know what the girl was holding in her hands.

I walked in slowly and seemed to see the rope as thick as a person's arm around her arm three or two, ticking and ticking with blood.

Everyone's heads were filled with question marks. Yin Hui's heart was pounding because he remembered a possible scene: a girl held a person's intestines in her hands and was walking slowly. She occasionally bit her mouth, and her mouth was filled with feces and blood, as if she was eating a juicy persimmon.

He closed his eyes and felt the turmoil around him.

Slap, flap...

The girl's footsteps were getting faster and faster, and the shadows became longer and longer under the dim light. Finally, she drilled into the cement pipe again and bit Conan Doyle's neck.

This time was different from the other few times. She actually felt a kind of coldness on her neck, as if she was really bitten by something.

Papa, papa!

But the girl suddenly stopped and the white and bloody things in her hands were fiddling with them. She tossed and turned, layers of juice rolled down from above and fell to the ground, making a slight clattering sound.

The intestines are really human places. It looks like a place that is as thick as a baby's arms, four or five meters long, with blood flowing, and many holes. The feces inside are flowing out, emitting bursts of stench.

Conan Doyle's eyes were red and swollen. Only then did he realize that the bloody scene he had seen before was just a drop in the bucket, but what he saw now was the real human anatomy.

She skillfully played with her intestines on her hands, and the shadows cast by the dim street lights just shone on Conan Doyle's body, and circled around her neck.

And the shadow began to become full of strength, and suddenly strangled Conan Doyle's neck. With a forceful pull, she couldn't breathe. She struggled hard.

She understood that she had really exposed her whereabouts, and she pinched her hands around her neck to try to move the shadow away. But every time she grabbed it, she could only grab the skin on her neck, and could not catch the bloody intestines. The suffocation began to rise into her mind.

Her struggle quickly attracted the attention of the special forces and Yin Hui. With the direction of Conan Doyle's struggle, he looked up and found her in the pile of cement pipes not far from him. Her face turned red, but her body struggled without making any sound.

Yin Hui suddenly understood that she was unwilling to drag everyone down and did not want to see everyone's hard work and work was ashamed of losing.

He didn't even bother to think about it anymore, bit his fingers, chanted the blood curse, and finally lit it around Conan Doyle's neck.

A blood-red finger appeared on his forehead, clear and eye-catching. Conan Doyle, who was struggling over and over on the ground just now, stood up and looked around nervously. He confirmed that the girl did not attack, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you okay?" Yin Hui asked with concern.

Conan Doyle nodded, and did not pay too much attention to Yin Hui's greetings. Instead, he turned around and crawled back to the cement pipe, looked outside through the pipe, and confirmed that the girl did not come up because of her disappearance, so he came back from the cement pipe again.

"How about Yin Hui, what do you think about this matter?" Her brows frowned, and it seemed that she was tortured by this matter.

"Watch the changes." He briefly summarized a few words: "Girls only play a tentative role to ensure that there is no one around, so that the people in black dare to come out and take action..."

The special forces seemed to agree with his statement, nodded repeatedly, and said a few words mercifully.

"Let's go, let's continue to watch and see what she is going to do." Conan Doyle ordered, and at the same time she was the first to drill back into the cement pipe and looked outside intently.

With Yin Hui's blood curse attached to her body, she doesn't have to be afraid of being seduced by the girl and causing various hallucinations.

But when he got into the cement pipe, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, because she found a dim figure wandering around in a corner of the pile of cement pipes, spinning in place, as if he could come out of the shadow at any time.

She frowned tightly, trying to see who that figure was. But when she finally barely saw it clearly, she was actually shocked, and that person was actually another herself.

"Damn." Conan Doyle, a high-quality talent who has always been convinced by virtue, couldn't help but swear at this moment. She could tolerate fake coins, but could not tolerate fake herself.

Yin Hui seemed to have noticed the figure, and probably guessed Conan Doyle's next move. He hurriedly chased and grabbed Conan Doyle's arm, leaned in her ear and whispered: "Don't worry, this is the other party's plan, we must not fall into the trap."

Conan Doyle, who was extremely impulsive just now, calmed down a lot after hearing Yin Hui's consolation. Even she felt strange because she always did her own thing and never listened to other people's opinions, even though she knew that other people's opinions were correct.

Fortunately, the special forces did not see this scene, otherwise they would have to rush out and beat the fake boss. Conan Doyle also knew the special forces' temper and told Yin Hui not to let the special forces discover the fake boss.

But when he turned around, he found that there was no special forces behind him. He crawled out of the cement pipe in a hurry and looked around. Then the dim street lights were not found at all.

"Strange..." He murmured to himself, and was about to call softly, but he heard Conan Doyle's urgent call: "Yin Hun, come here quickly, come here quickly."

Yin Hui tightened his heart, and his body quickly jumped onto the cement pipe from the ground, and saw Conan Doyle waving to him.

Looking at her hurried expression, I knew something must have happened, so I followed her.

"What's wrong?" he asked while enduring the coldness from the cement pipe.

It was only then that he noticed that the cement pipes actually emitted a rotten smell, as if this was not a pile of cement pipes, but rather a gathering place for rotten corpses.

I really don’t know how those students could withstand this taste. He underestimated it in secret.

"Look, look there." Conan Doyle pointed his right hand.

Looking in the direction of his finger, Yin Hui saw that there were a few more shadows under the shadow just now, wandering back and forth to call his friends and seemingly wanting to attack.

After looking closely, I realized that there were other members who were smiling, including scalpels, Huang Crane Tower, Bird and Bird Master, Taoist nun and special forces.

"It must be that fake Conan Doyle who called them over." She couldn't bear it anymore, slapped the table and suddenly crawled out from the other end of the cement pipe.

It was still drizzling in the sky. It seemed as if it was cold as ice when it fell on them. His skin tightened a little. Seeing the opposite side, he shouted angrily: "Huanghelou, I'm here, come here quickly."

Seeing that Conan Doyle had already exposed her whereabouts, Yin Hui knew that there was no need to hide it, so she came out of the cement pipe and took two steps to catch up with Conan Doyle.

Because of his anger, he could hear Conan Doyle's heavy breathing.

As Conan Doyle's voice exploded, Huang Helou and others also trembled all over. When they focused their eyes on Conan Doyle, they were stunned.

No matter how they wanted to break their heads, they would never have thought that someone would become Conan Doyle.

At the same time, this also means that the actions of several people failed, and it was very thorough. If the other party did not move one soldier and one soldier, the seven members of the incredible team of the National Security Bureau were completely defeated by the other party.

Since this is Conan Doyle, who was the one who summoned them just now?

With this doubt, everyone turned around vigilantly, and at the same time they used their own killer moves, preparing to take the final blow.

Bang!

The moment they turned around, the place where the fake Conan Doyle was standing exploded, and a burst of smoke came out. Because they didn't know the power of the explosion, they subconsciously rushed around. Fortunately, the explosion did not hurt them, but the white smoke completely spread the surroundings. They could not see clearly the situation around them even if they opened their eyes.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, a bunch of waste, want to catch me? It's so sinful." The voice was filled with the strong aura of the middle-aged man, and Yin Hui was sure that the voice came from the mouth of the man in black.

"Bang bang bang" Before everyone could see the face of the owner of the voice, the air was broken by a fierce speed, and finally the sound hit the man in black.

Immediately afterwards, a hunched body was beaten up and finally hit the wall behind, and a crack broke open.

ah!

Screams followed one after another, but he could understand that the sound was not the voice of the man in black at all.

Bang. The corpse slid down the broken wall and finally hit the ground with a slam. Blood splattered everywhere, with a range of five or six meters. The scene seemed like a huge tomato shattered.

"Hahahaha, how about it? I am a sniper, right?" At this time, the sniper came out of his cover place. The shot just now turned out to be he fired.

This guy is really a professional sniper. The power of the shot just now is no less than that of a small rocket launcher.

"Hi, it's bad luck." Sun Dong, the explosion maker, also came out of the hidden place: "It's a pity that the celestial girl flower scattering array I carefully arranged, it seems that it is useless today.

"Let's go and see the corpse." Yin Hui did not have the joy of victory on his face like the rest of the people, but instead was a little worried: "I always feel that things are a little strange, and things are not as simple as we imagined. A dignified master cannot be removed so easily."

"Hehe, do you think you can take me off like this?" A cold and harsh voice vaguely from the girl standing in the middle of the playground. The girl's lips, which seemed to be dyed with blood, slowly squirmed, revealing the red teeth inside. Her long black and thick hair completely blocked her face and could not see her face.

"It's really not as expected." Yin Hui shouted, and at the same time, he accelerated his pace to the dead man who was shot to death by a sniper.

When he finally saw the murdered person clearly, he was a little stunned because the person was not someone else, but the principal of the school.

It seems that even the principal has not escaped the misfortune that was regarded as it.

At this moment, he collapsed on the ground, with a fist-sized wound on his chest, and blood flowed out like a fountain, dyeing his clothes red. Because of his strength, his hunched body hit the wall and his body was broken, with bruises everywhere.

I don’t know if the principal is a puppet of the man in black or is temporarily controlled by the man in black, but the current result is very unfavorable to them.

Just a small minion in black almost destroyed their entire army. If the man in black took action, they would probably have no power to fight back.

"Gaga, gaga, gaga." Just as everyone was stunned and at a loss, the girl suddenly burst out with a sharp laugh. He quickly looked back and was surprised to see that there was a red thing still beating on the girl's mouth, which could be bitten through at any time. Extending along some of the flesh connected to the red thing, he actually saw a big bloody hole in the heart.

That red thing turned out to be her heart.

Realizing this, even Yin Hui, a veteran traitor, couldn't help but tremble all over.

Plop, plop.

The heart was still beating because the blood vessels were still connected to her body. With every beating of the heart, blood splashed out from some worn wounds in the heart, flying four or five meters away.

Conan Doyle and others were shocked. They didn't know what to do?

Treat him like a ghost? Will it seem that they are too cruel?

Being a human being? But it is obvious that the other party has no chance of survival.

"Do you... eat?" The girl smiled slightly. The smile looked very pure, and the blood on her mouth was like tomato sauce, spinning on her bright red lips.

If the heart on his hand was still leaping hot, everyone would have been confused by him and thought that he was just a greedy little girl.

"Do you... eat?" The girl gave in politely again, but among the people in the group, except for the sniper swallowing and spitting, there was no sound. They turned their heads over and couldn't bear to see this miserable scene.

The dead bodies they had seen were even more cruel than her, but there were not many dead in front of them.

So they can't stand it. Especially for this kind of flowery girl. There is nothing they can do. The only thing they can do is to keep a whole body after the girl dies.

If they had taken action, the girl would have been torn to pieces long ago.
Chapter completed!