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Chapter 451 Red-headed Flyman

"Let me introduce myself. My surname is Wang. You can call me Brother Wang."

The burly man talked about his name and identity.

"Sophomore."

"Well, my name is Li Ya, you can call me Xiaoya, I'm in the first grade..." the thin girl said timidly.

He is actually a first-year student like him, so no wonder he looks a little timid.

"Call me Fat Sister, she's also in the second grade." The chubby sister said.

"My surname is Li, and my name is Li Zitong. I am also in the first grade, haha." Zhang Feng grinned.

"Two first-year students... Well, that's all. Now that we all know each other, let's talk about the script. Two first-year students, do you two have any questions?"

Ask questions...

"What should we do now?" Zhang Feng asked after sitting down: "Just sit like this?"

"Yes, just sit down and the script will be released later."

"Huh? How do you know?" Zhang Feng's lips raised a smile.

He propped his elbows on his thighs, raised his arms, and held them in front of his face.

He looked a little decadent. With such a decadent face and that smile on his face, people always felt that he deserved a beating.

The strong man resisted the urge to take action. He took a breath and explained: "I have experienced such a script once, so I know what to do."

"Oh, that's it. It turns out you are a veteran, no wonder you know so clearly. As expected of a second grader, brother, we are relying on you this time!"

After flattering him, Zhang Feng sat happily.

The four of them just sat here, after a while.

Finally there was a change.

Suddenly, Zhang Feng found that his feet seemed to have turned into air.

It felt like... He was a pencil drawing at this moment, and at that moment, someone was erasing his body bit by bit with an eraser.

No pain, no feeling whatsoever.

But there was an inexplicable panic in his heart.

People are always afraid when facing unknown things, and this applies to everyone.

Except for the burly man, several others were more or less uncomfortable.

On the contrary, the woman who was most nervous at the beginning has now calmed down.

As if she had accepted the reality, she quietly waited for her body to be slowly erased from this space.

Zhang Feng wanted to wipe away the beads of sweat on his forehead.

But he found that even after wiping for a long time, there were still beads of sweat on his forehead.

Oh...it turns out that his hand has disappeared.

Gradually, he lost feeling in his legs and feet and could not move his body.

When their heads are completely wiped out, even their sense of their surroundings disappears.

Darkness... endless darkness all around.

Obviously the brain can think, but he just can't see or hear anything.

No sound can be made when moving the mouth, and the limbs can't move as if they don't exist.

I don’t know how long it took before the darkness that had been shrouding the surroundings gradually disappeared...

"Heh...huh...huh..."

Zhang Feng opened his eyes suddenly. The first thing he did after opening his eyes was to breathe in the fresh air.

The dizzy feeling of being choked by someone and unable to breathe still echoed in his mind.

What’s even more terrifying is that after you lose control of breathing and lack of oxygen, you will not die, but will enter a state of half-death.

It's like your brain is dead, but you know you're not dead.

All in all...it's a very disgusting feeling.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough."

When Zhang Feng calmed down a little, he pinched his neck and looked around.

He found himself floating above a basement, with three people floating next to him.

It's Brother Wang, Xiaoya, and Sister Fatty.

Strangely, their bodies are all translucent.

Moreover, there is a bright number floating above everyone's head.

The burly man's number is one, the fat girl's number is four, and the elegant one's number is two.

According to this, the number above his head should be three.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng first subconsciously looked at his palm... It was indeed transparent.

And his body is also transparent.

They are like jelly, and they always feel like they can bounce a few times if you poke them with your hands.

"This feeling of flying is really magical." Xiaoya tried to control her body to move in the sky, but she moved in circles a few times and couldn't fly out.

Others are in the same situation. It seems quite difficult to control their bodies in the air?

Zhang Feng had the experience of being a trapeze artist and a failed man, so he didn't think there was anything strange about it.

He imagined the feeling of flying and floating, and moved easily.

"..."

"Why are you so handy? Do you think you fly a lot?" Brother Wang asked Zhang Feng.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay. I've just been a red-headed fly man a few times, so I'm more familiar with it."

"Red-headed Fly Man? What the hell."

"It's Spider-Man! Red-headed Fly Man!"

"YOU! That's Spider-Man!!!!"

Brother Wang was speechless and swore. He knew from the beginning that Zhang Feng was not a gas-efficient person, but he didn't expect that this guy was so out of touch. He really wasn't afraid of being kicked to death when he entered the world of Spider-Man that day.

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"Okay, okay, someone is coming, you two, don't say anything." The fat lady's chubby body spun around in the air several times before she successfully maintained her balance.

When she turned around, she immediately stopped the quarrel between the two.

Xiaoya didn't speak at the side. In fact, she couldn't say anything.

Then, the scene at the beginning happened.

Aya stepped on her little shoes and came to the dark basement, knocked on the door, and her father came out impatiently, and sent Aya away very perfunctorily.

Brother Wang, Xiaoya and Fatty Sister all watched the plot quietly. Only Zhang Feng controlled his body and flew directly into the door.

What did he see?

He saw a research room that resembled a slaughterhouse.

Zhang Feng couldn't tell what was in those bottles and jars.

But he could see a blue-eyed woman wearing a maid's outfit standing seriously next to a man who was tied to the bed.

The tied man's eyes showed fear, and his lips opened and closed, not knowing what he wanted to say.

Dad sent Aya away and returned to the room. Then, he closed the door, and several other people followed him into the room.

The four people who turned into souls watched helplessly as Aya's father picked up a chainsaw and cut up the man inhumanely. Then... he and the woman beside him began to argue with each other.

The excessive plot ends here.

Several people's vision went dark again.

Then he appeared in a very comfortable room.

---Now---

"Well, I don't think that's necessary. There is a mirror here, and judging from this outfit, it must be a little girl."

Brother Wang looked at the small skirt on his body and smiled bitterly.

It was already dark by now.

He quickly walked to the dressing table and used the mirror on the dressing table to see his face clearly.

It was a tender cheek belonging to an eleven or twelve year old girl.

"Hmm... But, am I controlling Aya's body like this? Or, in fact, we are just in her memory."

"It should be manipulation, or in other words, acting. In this script, the person we need to play is Aya." The fat sister said firmly.

"Well, these are all fine. The most important thing is that most of the supernatural objects on our bodies have been sealed. In other words, we have to use the bodies of teenagers to fight those ghosts."

Zhang Feng touched his chin, and as he spoke, he blinked, opened his backpack, and checked the supernatural objects currently available to him.

In addition to the Sun Wine Glass, a letter from the lovelorn, the Pen of Condemnation, and Wendy's cigarettes, these four other supernatural objects have been sealed.

Needless to say about symbiotic and parasitic supernatural beings, their bodies have been changed and it is impossible to use them.

However, surprisingly, all the attacking supernatural objects are gone.

As for the physical presence technique...I don't know if it's sealed or not.

"Ah, I have such a headache. I don't have any useful supernatural objects in my body."

Brother Wang scratched his silky hair irritably.
Chapter completed!
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