"Roar ah ah ah!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

A roar came from the woman's mouth, and what resonated with her was the short child not far behind her who had his arms broken off and his mouth wide open.

The child's attack was faster than the woman's. He jumped up suddenly, jumped over the woman's head, kicked his legs in the air, and rushed towards Zhang Feng with his teeth that looked like shark teeth.

This speed was not too fast for Zhang Feng at this moment. He quickly held the shotgun horizontally in front of his neck and accurately resisted the child who rushed towards him.

In an instant, the stench of corpses mixed with the smell of blood entered Zhang Feng's nasal cavity. The smell was extremely terrifying!

If I had to give an example, it would be like taking stinky socks that haven't been washed for fifty days, mixed with the soup from the herring can, and pouring it into your mouth, and forcing you to chew it several times.

"My child, have you not brushed your teeth for a year? There are so many yellow stains in your mouth that they are overflowing. I suggest you use Yunnan Baiyao toothpaste!"

Zhang Feng's right hand was a little weak, and his left hand holding the handle of the gun trembled against the ghost boy.

His subconscious vomit spread throughout the hall, just by saying a word! The level of shotgun bullets was upgraded from wandering spirit level to white coat level!

This is the first time Zhang Feng has seen such a rapid upgrade!

Previously, when he used the shotgun, he almost always fought alone, and he had never shown his "majestic appearance" in front of so many weirdos.

Therefore, Zhang Feng has only now realized...the more listeners there are, the faster the bullets will upgrade!

"You still care about complaining at this time?" Lu Zihang, who didn't know the situation, stabbed the ghost boy with a backhand shot.

The tip of the spear entered the body, and the children who were "dancing youth" in mid-air turned directly into smoke.

At the same time, the blood on the gun tip also seeped into the blade...

It's a pity that Zhang Feng didn't have time to carefully observe Lu Zihang's current appearance, otherwise he would have seen a lightning-like line faintly appearing between Lu Zihang's eyebrows!

After killing with one blow, Lu Zihang immediately returned his gaze and wanted to quickly kill the woman holding the axe.

Who would have thought! The woman who was staggering towards them actually disappeared from where she was.

A chill came from behind, and Lu Zihang's eyes widened as he realized where the woman was.

He immediately widened his eyes and looked back. What caught his eye was a rapidly falling ax blade!

It's going to happen!

Lu Zihang subconsciously wanted to retreat to avoid the woman's attack.

But it's too late...

Just when the ax blade was about to fall on him, a gunshot exploded in his ears.

There was a sound of "Bang!"

The woman's head was penetrated by a bullet. The huge recoil made Zhang Feng stagger a few steps, and the ghost in front of him also turned into ashes!

"One person once, two people don't owe each other anything."

Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows, moved his left shoulder, put the shotgun on the ground with his left hand, and struggled to hold the bullet with his right hand, trying to stuff it into the gun.

It's just that...his right hand was injured after all, and the ammunition that could have been easily stuck in the gun barrel slipped out three times in a row.

At this time, Lu Zihang quickly stepped forward, held Zhang Feng's left hand steady, and slowly pressed the bullet into the barrel.

"Okay, you owe me again~"

He imitated Zhang Feng's example and raised his eyebrows, naturally let go of Zhang Feng's hand, then made a trick and rushed towards the ghost in the distance.

"..." Zhang Feng silently pulled up the safety, picked up the gun, and flicked his right wrist in disgust.

"Wow, what's the atmosphere of this male-male idol drama? Seriously, you two match up so well~ You're a baby, and you're holding hands. It's great, isn't it!"

Shirley poked her head out of Zhang Feng's chest. This time, she was no longer a bug, but transformed into a cute little girl.

However, her body is still the size of a bug.

"What a good match. Shut up! If you don't want to help, just stay quiet and go back to me."

Zhang Feng gritted his teeth and pushed Shirley back with his chin.

Poor little Shirley was suppressed by the evil farmer Zhang Feng as soon as she showed up.

"No, no, no, let me show my head, I'm going to be suffocated! At worst, I'll help you, okay? I'll help you defend, you just attack!"

Shirley was not willing to be sealed in the clothes. She grasped Zhang Feng's clothes with her two small hands, bit her lower lip with her teeth, and made a compromise.

In fact, there was one thing she didn't say clearly, that is, she wanted to see the passionate interaction between Zhang Feng and Lu Zihang up close.

But she knew that she would be beaten if she said such words.

"Oh? Well then, hold on tight, don't fall, let's go! Yikusou! Snow Lama!!"

"..." She had already begun to regret it.

Zhang Feng clenched his shotgun and prepared to rush forward quickly!

As soon as he moved, he stepped on the ax that had just fallen to the ground.

"Um?"

He lowered his head, hesitated for only a second, put the shotgun on his arm, squatted down, reached out and picked up the axe.

Zhang Feng originally just wanted to use a close-quarters weapon to defend himself, but what he didn't expect was that... this thing was also a supernatural object!

[Transient Ax]: After aiming at the target, you can teleport behind him and launch a sneak attack on him! It can easily cut through the body of white-clothed ghosts, and can simply kill wandering ghosts.

Number of uses: 2/5, Type of supernatural object: Special type, Level of supernatural object: White level.

"???" I wipe?

Are these statues holding supernatural objects?

Zhang Feng clenched his ax tightly and looked at the "vast sea of ​​people" above with a confused look on his face.

What they are holding in their hands...can't be all supernatural objects, right?

Zhang Feng swallowed and glanced at the vast sea of ​​ghosts on the stairs.

At this moment...the nature of the game changes.

How is this a punishment? This is simply a bonus level!

He would be sorry for himself if he didn't make a big profit!!!

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

After figuring it out, Zhang Feng's eyes seemed to reveal a golden light!

In order to confirm his idea, Zhang Feng held the ax in his right hand, opened his legs, and roared!

He rushed forward like a madman!

At this moment, his waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer painful, and even his shoulders were fine.

What is a medical miracle? This is a medical miracle!

"Grandchildren! Grandpa is here! Haha!!!!" Zhang Feng's mouth made a joyful sound like a bungee jumping zombie.

"Are you crazy? Why are you rushing to a place full of ghosts? We should look for weak points!!" Lu Zihang had just stabbed a man to death with his gun, and Zhang Feng hurriedly passed him by.

The dead man had arms on his back, and in his hands were weapons of different shapes, including an axe, a kitchen knife, a sickle and a short spear.

Different weapons were very powerful in his hands. If he hadn't often bumped weapons together, causing his attacks to go wrong, Lu Zihang would have really had to work hard to defeat him.

He had just dealt with a difficult ghost, and when he was about to remind the injured Zhang Feng not to be impulsive, he discovered...

A certain idiot held a shotgun in his left hand and an ax in his right hand and rushed toward four extremely weird and weird creatures like the wind.

You don’t have to do this even if you die, right?

Are you in such a hurry to reincarnate?

And... wasn't Zhang Feng's right hand still hurting just now? Why did he pick up the ax and start charging now?

Could it be that he is actually playing me??

Facing Zhang Feng, who had demonstrated a medical miracle, Lu Zihang fell into deep thought.

He won't, he really should let Zhang Feng fool him...

No, he doesn't have the brain.

Then, there is only one possibility!

Lu Zihang's eyebrows knitted together. He swallowed and reached for the weapons scattered on the ground by the four-armed man.

[Bloody Amputee], [Soul Sickle], [Rotten Spear], [Rusty Kitchen Knife]

"..." Are you kidding me?

Are they all supernatural???

Although these supernatural objects have been disabled by use, they are still genuine supernatural objects!

He seemed to understand why Zhang Feng was so crazy.

Everyone who is indifferent to him has raised the idea of ​​​​fighting to support the war and killing all the ghosts here... In this way, no matter how many supernatural beings are left in the end, they will not be able to make a profit.

deficit!

But this thought only appeared for a second before it was extinguished by Lu Zihang.

Not to mention, there are so many of these ghosts that they can be consumed to death...

If they want to get out alive, they must avoid fighting as much as possible to avoid being surrounded by ghosts and monsters.

And...if the ghost here is really someone with a few supernatural objects...there is only one possibility for a long time.

The people here used to be students at the drama school.

It stands to reason that after the player dies, except for some discardable supernatural objects, the player and his supernatural objects will be teleported away together.

So, why do people here leave these supernatural objects behind after they die?

He thought...there is only one answer...
Chapter completed!