When Yu Xing called out the singer's name, nothing happened.
The silence in the air was broken by countless black shadows, and Han Yan looked ugly: "Who are you calling?"
That's right, the actor is likely to be watching this live broadcast, but what Yu Xing means? He is saying that he is the person the actor cares the most?
absurd.
Han Yan claims to know actors. Actresses can be gentle and tyrannical. They can get what they want by any means, or they can easily destroy a person.
But actors alone cannot care about this emotion.
"Hahahahahaha..." Yu Xing also pressed his face against the translucent black protective cover, and cracks quickly appeared on his face. The strong corrosive force seemed to want to drill into the epidermis, piercing the muscle tissue and penetrate deep into the bone marrow.
But the next second, Yu Xing was pulled away by Zhao Yijiu. Zhao Yijiu looked at the scars on Yu Xing's face and laughed disdainfully: "It's true that this is still the case. Whether you are crazy or not, do you like to use self-harm to get what you want?"
"You don't have any other ability?"
Yu Xing had not experienced being interrupted by someone halfway through crazy. He first let his mind slowly return to his mind, and then he realized what Zhao Yijiu was saying. He pushed Zhao Yijiu away indifferently and smiled gloomyly: "Ha, I don't care--"
"You don't care, but who else can you care, actor?" Zhao Yijiu grabbed Yu Xing's neck with a little surprised look. The force coming from his fingers didn't seem to be joking at all. Yu Xing was taken away from his breathing qualifications, and he was not panicked, but looked at Zhao Yijiu with a smile in his eyes.
"Even if you want to use him, you don't need to use your life as a bargaining chip. I know all your abilities, but the pain will not decrease because of your abilities." Zhao Yijiu's eyes were even more terrible than Yu Xing. They were eyes that belonged to evil spirits. "If you are really useless, why not be killed by me. Maybe I can use the remaining power to make you a living dead person, so that you can feel the pain of death well."
"Even if you want to stop me... you won't be... killing someone to silence me?" He asked this sentence with difficulty in using his voice, "You are really... cruel."
"but……"
"Just you're back..."
"I can't stop me."
Yu Xing always had his own solution when dealing with problems. He was a little unhappy when he was disturbed. Even if this person was Zhao Yijiu, he would not spoil others.
His hand grabbed Zhao Yijiu's wrist and suddenly exerted force, and with the strange huge force, Zhao Yijiu let go.
"…?" Even Zhao Yijiu, who was ghostly, was really shocked by his power, and a clear expression of confusion appeared on his sharp-lined face.
Yu Xing glanced at the system and said that there were nine minutes left before the end of the Fear Hospital.
He must kill Han Yan nine minutes ago, get the piece of the reporter certificate in his hand, and leave before the destruction world is destroyed or closed. Otherwise, even if his Mission Three fails, he will still be punished even if the game ends.
But Han Yan's level is a real level of despair. Neither Qu Xianqing, Zhao Yijiu or himself can complete an effective kill within nine minutes. This has nothing to do with tactics, but a pure power gap.
Only one person can kill Han Yan.
That was what he hated the most - the hypocritical and powerful actor.
So... although Zhao Yijiu is for his own good, he can't appreciate it at this time... Besides, Zhao Yijiu's ghost consciousness should know that even a powerful ghost cannot exceed the captain's arrangement in the future team and do whatever he wants.
Yu Xing threw an unknown smile at Zhao Yijiu, who was obviously unhappy, and then turned around.
The actor always tried to panic and destroy his psychological defense with his desire to control, but now he would make full use of this. He glanced at Han Yan. The man looked at him leisurely and leisurely at the sudden dispute between him and Zhao Yijiu, and was completely unaware of what was waiting for him.
Yu Xing's mouth opened again. He seemed to have been interrupted by Zhao Yijiu and would not do such extreme things anymore, but in fact... who knows.
"Did you give up?" said the humanity inside the black vengeful spirit protective cover.
Yu Xing mentioned the actor repeatedly, which made Han Yan alert enough. Han Yan had already retracted most of his mental power at this time, which means that his arrangement was coming to an end and he no longer needed to pay close attention to it.
If Yu Xing didn't attack him at this time, it would be too late. Therefore, Han Yan was waiting for the last wave of prey's dying counterattack. He didn't want this to go too smoothly. This would seem a bit sloppy and make his feast not shocking enough.
The shadow ghosts began to get restless, and some shadow ghosts who were not under Han Yan's control also joined the pace of the large army. Han Yan only gave the shadow ghosts a layer of hint, allowing them to destroy this prisonered place for their sinful birth body, the dean.
One unformed shadow after another floats in the air. They seem to grow from the ground, and are not distinguished from this building, but they will turn the world that has nurtured themselves into ruins the next second of their birth.
Such shadows also appeared in the mud in the garden outside the building. Zombies surrounded the guests like siege. The dean had just swallowed the energy needed. Its huge body was enough to make the phobia of giants faint on the spot. The cold and cold scalpel winded out in a sharp and dangerous arc. Qu Yanqing stood in front of the guests and watched the huge ghost coldly.
"It seems that there is a disobedient patient who is trying to destroy the place." The dean's voice buzzed, and he showed a presumptuous smile in front of all the guests, "It's great, someone can finally destroy the place. That patient should be rewarded. I decided to treat him the last one!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "I think it's pretty." A red blood sword condensed in Qu Yanqing's hand. Behind her, Ren Yi used his fingers to draw a larger circle underground and wrapped everyone in. Zhao Mou held his fox stick in his hand. Even in this case, he still stood upright, and could only see calmness on his face, like a decent business elite.
Shafuli sprinkled "toxins" against ghosts outside the circle - perhaps that could not be considered poison, but a substance that depleted the soul.
She originally thought that she could escape, but the current situation obviously could not keep her alone. Looking around, her vision was full of dense black shadows. These shadows did not interfere with the dean. The dean seemed to be unable to see them, and the shadows would not swallow the dean.
She knew that this was a trick made by Han Yan. Since the last attack, Han Yan asked them to escape freely outside for so long, and gave them enough time to heal. If they could not hold up a big move, it would be strange.
She had realized what Han Yan wanted to do. The number of these shadow ghosts was too terrifying. Due to the accumulation of sin, they were still mutating. From an unformed silhouette, they gradually grew into various strange human figures of medical staff or patients. They were holding shadow weapons such as scissors, syringes, and stethoscopes. Gradually, they were no longer satisfied with floating quietly. Human screams that were imitating hard came from the shadows.
There is nowhere to escape, either fight or die.
Moreover, I don’t know if Qu Xianqing’s words just now worked, but she suddenly felt that there was nothing unacceptable to it.
Yu Jing was in the back of the circle, defending against the shadow ghosts surrounding from behind, protecting the magic cubes and the bead vendors at the center. Except for the sirens who were also on the rooftop, everyone else was fighting the joint attack of the shadow ghosts and the shadow dean.
Because the dean was there, the live broadcast of the garden was on, and all the viewers were nervously watching the battle situation here, but they saw that the dean's body was enough for the scalpel to touch and kill the guests. Every time the knife fell, several people had to move and dodge at a certain level. During this period, they also need to be careful not to let the shadow ghosts take the opportunity to attack them. Every dodge seemed thrilling.
This is still the result of Qu Xianqing shifting the blade away for them.
The golden light of dusk seemed to be burning to its peak at this moment. The fiery red and burning colors in the sky covered half of the world. It seemed that I knew I was about to disappear, and even the sun was releasing my last ray of light and heat.
The sunset is no longer gentle.
The aggressive colors find a delicate balance between the heat and the darkness, the junction of yin and yang, like the transition between day and night, the confrontation between light and depravity, and the interweaving of light and shadow.
The shadow ghosts gradually began to distort under this strange power. The shadows that had just assembled into human form had undergone indescribable changes. Some of them were lengthened, some of them split, and then they changed from human form to complete ghost appearances.
Screams pierced the eardrums, mixed with sour laughter, and the bitter friction of metal collisions like scissors.
The shadows that should have been invisible have been shaped into various terrifying appearances. Looking around, it really makes you feel like you are walking in the night.
These shadows not only surrounded them and attacked them, but also climbed onto the building, emitting black substances from them. Once the building comes into contact with these substances, it becomes rusty and fragile, with berries spots and mottled old shadows brought out from the peeling wall.
The vitality of the pearl vendor strangely remained at a minimum threshold. Although she would not be extremely weak without Yu Xing recovering her vitality, she would not continue to deteriorate.
She only had one eye left, and the other was dug out by herself in the heart of decay. She keenly felt the atmosphere of this temporary team. Although most people were nervous about death, Zhao Mou and Ren Yi had an insignificant sense of certainty.
Being an undercover agent in a single prism, the fastest thing that the bead seller learns is to feel the emotions of others and put himself in a safe field.
So she is very sure that Ren Yi and Zhao Mou must have a way to make the situation better. In other words, unless Yu Xing and the others can't hold Han Yan back and let Han Yan control the shadow ghosts start killing immediately, then she may have a small chance of survival.
If so, she should think about how to prevent herself from being suspicious and resentful by most viewers after the end. Single Prism is a large organization, but its members often hide their guild members because once exposed, they will always encounter a lot of trouble and revenge.
Han Yan, who took her into the fear hospital, has been exposed. As someone who was following Han Yan at the beginning, she would never be able to choose herself out of the single prism pit.
On the one hand, she still needs to continue to be undercover. On the other hand, she cannot let herself be in danger anytime and anywhere. At this time, she must clear her relationship with Single Prism in front of the public, pretend to be a victim who was deceived by Han Yan, and say that she is not aware of it. Although most people will not believe it, as long as there is still a possibility of breaking up, she will still be useful to Single Prism and will not be abandoned by Single Prism.
Her reputation, her life, and so on, doesn't matter, but she must continue to stay in the single prism.
Thinking of this, she took advantage of the interval between the dean's attack and avoided a shadow ghost with a neck as long as a wheel and asked in a low voice: "How long does it take?"
There are seven minutes left before the end of it, but since she asked this, she believed that she didn't need to hold on for seven minutes. To be honest, surrounded by ghosts of this density, let alone seven minutes, three minutes are difficult.
"Two minutes." Zhao Mou replied to her, "In two minutes, we only need to face these shadows, and the dean is not a threat."
This promise made the bead seller breath a little relieved. Although it seems that the shadows that gather more and more and more and more strange are the biggest threat, as long as the dean is not here, they do not need to deal with the strongest part of the attack. You must know that even Qu Yanqing dares to confront the dean's scalpel, because the sharpness will really cut people open.
She was paying attention to time, one eye bleeds, and a plan took shape in her mind, and she wanted to take a gamble.
Fortunately, the bead vendor is the one who is better protected. Qu Yanqing was injured in the process. In order to protect Zhao Mou, who was not so agile behind her, she rushed up to block the dean's knife in a dodge, and half of her shoulder was cut off.
However, due to the existence of evil grace, this body cannot make her feel pain, nor will she lose her power of movement due to injury. She is still like a god of war that cannot fall, leaving a slender back for the person behind her.
Zhao Mou saw it all. He did not say thank you at this time, but instead silently wrote a note in his heart.
When Yu Xing first visited their house, he mentioned Qu Yanqing, and Zhao Mou only felt that Qu Yanqing was a witch with countless intelligence and data as evidence. But now, the witch appeared in his heart with an unexpected and warm image.
Ren Yi protected the glasses on his nose and showed a very powerful physical ability. Although his main attack method was his magical "writing", he was far from as weak as everyone imagined when he moved.
It seems that neither the research institute nor himself, nor his best friend Zeng Lai, had ever said that he was weak.
Only then did the audience realize how serious their stereotypes were. Ren Yi was not weak, but he had a greater role in the rear than head-on battles, so he appeared as a "scholar" in the videos and live broadcasts.
Ren Yi is still facing the wound on his chest that has not been completely healed. He is as sick and disabled as Zhao Mou, but he is still flexible. The new wound on his body comes from the shadow ghosts, which is not too serious, because the circle under his feet dispelled some of the ghosts for everyone in a timely manner, greatly reducing their pressure.
But after so long battle, the circle formation was already shaking, and the light on it became dimmer and dimming. I believe it would be completely invalid in no time. At that time, most of the shadow ghosts blocked by the circle formation rushed forward, except for Qu Xianqing who could escape by himself, everyone else would have to die.
Just then, two minutes arrived.
Zhao Mou raised his eyes and shouted: "Senior Ren Yi!"
Ren Yi's eyes moved slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He suddenly turned to the violent Dean of Shadow and said, "It's the last moment, don't you want to appear in front of your daughter in a less disgusting image?"
Hearing this sentence, Dean Shadow's figure suddenly paused. The word "daughter" seemed to touch the deepest string in his heart. He was a little confused: "What?"
"I know, you love your daughter very much. The thing about your daughter is the source of your imagination. Even if you need to devour ghosts and increase your energy just now, you didn't attack your daughter, right?" Ren Yi reached out and held his glasses, and even if he said something similar to persuasion, he still had no expression.
He said to the dean: "Look back, your daughter."
To be continued...