The blood in the room was still spreading, as if it was going to swallow up the entire room.
The wall skin has fallen off, revealing the dark red flesh and blood inside, which is still beating there, as if it is coming to life.
"No. 8 is coming out."
No. 9's attention has always been on No. 8, who was wrapped in a black cocoon. At this time, the black cocoon on No. 8 seemed to have something about to come out of it. It kept trembling, and the surroundings began to tremble.
A crack appeared, and a little red liquid slowly flowed out from the crack, like blood flowing from the body.
Everyone, including No. 7, was watching the changes in the black cocoon. After all, no one present had ever seen this situation before.
The weirdo behind No. 10 seemed to feel some kind of aura. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the black cocoon wrapped in No. 8. He always felt that there seemed to be another aura there besides No. 8's aura.
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"It seems to be the new guy here."
As soon as the weirdo's words came out of his mouth, No. 10's attention was attracted.
"That newcomer? How is that possible!"
In No. 9's understanding, Chu Ping should have been devoured by No. 8, so when he heard that Chu Ping was still alive, he seemed so surprised.
No. 10 was also surprised. He knew the details of Chu Ping best. He was the interviewer who personally invited him here when he was at No. 44 Xingfu Road.
"This kid is really lucky."
Number 10 also felt Chu Ping's aura. After experiencing this incident, Number 10 felt that Chu Ping could be a key training target of the association.
Chu Ping fell out of the black cocoon, and he was in a weak state. Because of No. 8, after Chu Ping fell out, they only glanced at Chu Ping and then turned their attention to it.
Placed on No. 8's black cocoon.
So no one in the room noticed that Chu Ping secretly stuffed something like a diary into his pocket.
When No. 8 broke out of his cocoon, he originally thought it would be an even fight. But who would have thought that No. 8, who had just broken out of the black cocoon, would rush towards the crowd like a frightened moth.
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Although the weirdo behind No. 10 was confused, he caught No. 8 the moment he was about to rush towards him.
"Why are you only half-dressed in red?"
It seems that No. 8's changes did not satisfy No. 10.
"But I can make do with it."
No. 10 subconsciously glanced at the weak Chu Ping. He always felt that something had changed in this newcomer, but he couldn't completely see through it.
The weirdo behind No. 10 seemed to understand No. 10's thoughts, and directly pressed No. 8, who was half-dressed in red, against a wall that was constantly squirming.
The dark red flesh and blood on the wall seemed to feel the despair coming from No. 8's body, and the frequency of squirming increased, and then it slowly swallowed him up.
But what no one noticed was that on the side of No. 8's body, a red background photo followed him into the creeping wall.
"Chen Feng was so generous that he turned the entire building into a ghost. No. 10 could only turn this room into a ghost."
The weak Chu Ping secretly watched everything happening here, and then gently touched his chest, as if there was something very important hidden there.
"Not only did Sister Jiang eat too much this time, but Xu Xia also fell into a deep sleep. We can only adapt to circumstances."
Just now, after Chu Ping was dragged into the black cocoon by No. 8, the reddish-brown diary in the backpack behind him started to move, and then wisps of light red mist began to penetrate into his backpack.
At that moment, Chu Ping knew that he didn't seem to have to die, or that Sister Jiang had another chance.
Sister Jiang had a chance, but Chu Ping cried miserably.
Because next, Chu Ping will have to go through a vacuum period without any sense of security.
After No. 8's black cocoon split open, what surprised Chu Ping was none other than No. 10 who was wearing a crying face mask.
Although Chu Ping had guessed that the crying face interviewer here was not the same person he had seen at No. 44 Xingfu Road, it was not until Chu Ping saw the crying face mask on No. 10's face that he knew that No. 10 was the one who dared to love.
The original interviewer with a crying face.
This is something Chu Ping never thought of.
"It's so damn deep."
Chu Ping was afraid that he would reveal his flaws, so he turned over.
At this time, No. 10's attention was all on the wall that swallowed No. 8 inside, and his eyes were filled with excitement that could not be concealed.
No. 10 could clearly feel the curse, despair and pain coming from the community, hidden in the black mist. They gathered there crazily as No. 8's body disappeared.
"ah--"
No. 8, who was half-dressed in red, saw his eyes clear the moment the wall swallowed him up. He couldn't hide the pain on his face, and then a painful wail came from inside the wall.
"No! It shouldn't be like this..."
No. 8's voice contained reluctance and other emotions that he himself was not aware of.
He clearly remembered that he was going to succeed, but everything changed when the new guy came out of the black cocoon.
Number 8's eyes fell on Chu Ping, who was too weak to get up. He should be the only one on the field who knew clearly that this newcomer was treacherous, but it was too late now, as the dark red flesh completely swallowed up his body.
"Hahaha--"
No. 8 didn't know what he was thinking. His eyes changed from unwillingness to madness before he looked at everyone present.
"You will all die because..."
No. 8 was halfway through his words when he stopped talking. He wanted to take away the answer. He seemed to have seen the scene where the treacherous newcomer trampled everyone here under his feet.
No. 8 completely disappeared in front of No. 10's eyes, and the dark red flesh and blood kept beating there, like a vibrant heart.
"What do No. 8's last words mean?"
Number 10 keenly captured the unusualness in Number 8's last sentence.
At this time, Chu Ping, who was weak all over, had his heart in his throat.
The culprit for why No. 8 became like this was Chu Ping, and the last words left by No. 8 had to make Chu Ping feel a little guilty. Although he didn't think he could single out the entire association, he would always be a thief.
You will feel guilty, in Chu Ping's own words -
"I am not born to do bad things, because my mental quality is not good."
Chu Ping, who was fifteen years old and was hitting people with a stick, said this.
"Maybe it's because of this."
Just when Chu Ping thought that No. 10 would suspect him, No. 9 gave the best answer.
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