The dirty and ssy floor was covered with nurous chaotic footprints, which seed to be left by them earlier.
Through the gap of the hotel lobby window, Wang Weihan glanced outside and was imdiately taken aback.
The once joyous and innocent amusent park appeared desolate and overgrown with wild grass.
The various buildings looked as if they had been abandoned for a very, very long ti, with the tarnished tal rusted everywhere.
In a breath, the entire world was overturned.
Recalling the once bustling and lively scenes, Wang Hanwei felt not just a chill through his heart, but a shudder that even a steel-hearted man couldn’t withstand.
He had excellently completed all kinds of dangerous secret missions, braved a hail of bullets, and uncovered the enemy’s plot.
Even when faced with life-threatening dangers in the next second, he had never trembled to the point where his tongue felt numb, like he did at this mont.
Suppressing a variety of emotions in his eyes, Wang Weihan’s fingers twitched a few tis, but he still insisted on taking out a small, mini cara to dutifully record.
[Falcon Team, Number 007, Horror Amusent Park Trial Field, the second day, it seems like we are trapped in the past tense of ti...]
Lin Zizhu sarcastically said, "Now you don’t want to hide your identity."
Wang Weihan wasn’t backing down a bit, saying, "It doesn’t an anything anymore, whether we can survive and get out is still unknown."
As he spoke, Wang Weihan suddenly changed the subject, calmly stating a fact, "I just didn’t expect you to be so stupid."
Lin Zizhu’s body swayed a bit, taking a heavy blow.
Wang Weihan’s tone was calm, without any major emotional fluctuations, but Lin Zizhu heard sarcasm, ridicule, disdain, and other anings from it.
"Eh, why has it beco so dirty here?" Su Li couldn’t stand it and lifted her foot a bit.
There was dust everywhere, and she didn’t know where to put her foot down.
Holding an empty tray, Su Li snorted discontentedly, "Is the cleaning staff slacking off?"
A thin, weak voice ca from who knows where, "No, no... I’ll clean it right away..."
Seeing Su Li again, Lin Zizhu couldn’t help but be overjoyed, even feeling a sense of having survived a disaster.
The eerie and vicious aura seed to be greatly frightened at the mont Su Li appeared, retreating quickly.
The whole space brightened a lot as Su Li moved, and within a one-ter radius centered on her, like magic, it beca spotless, clean, and bright.
In both Wang Weihan and Lin Zizhu’s minds, the sa thought arose: ghosts fear evil people.
Su *Evil Person* Li unawarely accepted this arrangent reluctantly, still not very satisfied, and scolded, "The room’s soundproofing is too poor, breathe more quietly."
Seeing Su Li looking displeased and ready to go upstairs, Wang Weihan and Lin Zizhu exchanged a look, realizing that this was an opportunity not to be missed.
Taking two steps at once, they quickly stood a step behind Su Li, one on the left and one on the right.
Lin Zizhu exhaled as he finally had ti to ponder.
He secretly glanced at Su Li several tis, the more he looked, the more chilled he felt.
"Xiao Li, is there anything uncomfortable on your body?" Lin Zizhu said, his eyes involuntarily moving to his own calf’s lingering wound.
Su Li’s exposed white and tender calves were smooth, delicate, and glowing with a jade-like luster, without a blemish, let alone a hideous wound like his.
"Yes... everything that’s eye-piercing makes uncomfortable."
Su Li said with a faint smile, "You are quite aware, aren’t you?"
Lin Zizhu was silent for a while, his tone downcast, "And her..." He could no longer hide his self-deception.
"It’s none of your business." Su Li inelegantly rolled her eyes.
Lin Zizhu was smart when needed, and foolhardy when it wasn’t required.
If he hadn’t noticed... according to Lin Zizhu’s usual nature, he wouldn’t have given up on Zhang Xijuan and Huang Shuzhong so easily.
In the past, there had been similar life-and-death trials, yet Lin Zizhu never ntioned giving up; now, however...
It only shows that Lin Zizhu’s life had never been under such severe threat before.
At the start, following behind Su Li, Lin Zizhu and Wang Weihan indeed had it much easier.
After a while, those cunning things seed to notice that Su Li had no intention of sheltering them and began to stir again.
From underground, a black mist ford into a black hand, tentatively pulling at Lin Zizhu’s ankle.
Lin Zizhu stumbled, tripping directly to the ground.
Hearing the commotion behind him, neither Su Li nor Wang Weihan looked back, maintaining their previous pace and continued walking forward.
In a soft voice, Lin Zizhu called out, "Xiao Li." As expected, there was no response.
He hurriedly scrambled to his feet, wanting to catch up with the two ahead.
Seeing the two in front about to disappear around the corner from his sight, Lin Zizhu gritted his teeth, enduring the pain of his split wound, and moved his thighs with maximum effort as if dancing on the tip of a needle.
Perhaps it was the scent of blood wafting through the air from his wound, or sothing else... the hunched, lurking black mist surged towards Lin Zizhu like boiling water, clawing at him.
Human potential is limitless; in the instant he sensed danger, Lin Zizhu’s pace accelerated to the extre, narrowly allowing him to catch up with Su Li and the others.
Su Li glanced casually, then stopped paying attention.
Lin Zizhu wasn’t incapable of speaking well or behaving properly, see, now he was being very obedient.
Earlier, she had surely been deed malicious and hateful, showing not a shred of human goodness, but Lin Zizhu neither complained nor harbored resentnt, not even a single grumble or misunderstanding.
Oh, n, they’ve always been quite insidious.
In the dark, those things, after their failure to strike, felt reluctant, causing a slight disturbance and then instantly freezing. Seeing that the she-devil in front who wouldn’t even spare bullying children had no response, they began to grow bolder.
The black mist made a coback.
Wang Weihan was more alert than Lin Zizhu, defusing several minor crises, whereas Lin Zizhu only made himself more disheveled.
Just as another deadly prank with venom was about to descend, a glimr flashed in Lin Zizhu’s eyes, his foot twisted, panicked, his hand instinctively reached towards Wang Weihan, who was very close.
"I’m sorry..." Before he could finish his apology, staring at the impending danger, Lin Zizhu’s mind went blank, and instinctively he pushed the object he was holding forward, using it as a shield.
No matter how quick his reaction was, Wang Weihan was rely an impressive ordinary person.
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