The muffled sound spread throughout the operating room,
The meat ball made ripples in circles, surging like ocean waves, and glowed with a strange color under the hand-held lamp.
Lu Li dragged the radiator away, then lifted it up again and smashed it down.
This scene is not beautiful, and there are no moves to speak of, only violence. The simple and rough smashing and the shock caused by the trembling of the flesh all express the aesthetics of violence.
The huge mass of flesh began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was being consumed by Lu Li's attack.
The attack worked.
Bo~
The eyeball squeezed out of the fat again and let out a vague roar.
"Stop...stop! I'm...a ghost!"
Lu Li's response was to hold up the radiator again with an expressionless expression.
The shadows around the eyes expanded rapidly, and with a loud muffled sound, the radiator, along with the eyes and fat, crashed into the ground.
This blow caused great damage to Roshan. It twitched like a balloon and quickly deflated and contracted. The originally swollen body finally took on the appearance of a human being. And because of the change in body shape, it finally pulled out its legs stuck at the entrance of the hole.
It might not be enough time to raise the radiator at this time, so Lu Li took a few steps back and put his palms on his waist, preparing to use the psychic gun to end the battle.
Who knew that Roshan suddenly showed a soul that did not conform to the reminder, bouncing and rolling like a ball, bypassing Lu Li, and ran straight to the iron gate.
It wants to escape.
Lu Li was startled for a moment, then came to his senses. He used the oil lamp in his left hand and dragged the radiator with his right hand. He walked out of the operating room slowly with a clattering sound and followed the obese ghost.
…
"Huh...huh...huh..." Richard stumbled into a cross corridor, leaning against the cold wall, breathing rapidly.
After taking a few breaths, he suddenly held his breath and listened attentively. When he didn't hear any abnormal noise, he bent down and held his knees, and started breathing again.
Da da da da——
Suddenly there was a dull running sound in the corridor on the left, and it gradually approached. Richard raised his head, and his expression became joyful after seeing the figure emerging in the darkness: "Come and help me!"
As he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something was wrong and his expression froze: "Wait, why are you still the same as before -"
At this moment, deep in the corridor where the fat ghost ran, the sound of the friction of moving heavy objects suddenly echoed faintly.
What sound?
Richard was stunned and subconsciously looked at the fat ghost. The latter passed directly past him and ran away as if he had encountered a natural enemy, as if... he was running away.
Richard suddenly became uneasy. He forced himself to stand up on his knees and stared nervously into the depths of the passage.
Wow - Wow -
The friction sound continued and gradually approached. A bit of light emerged in the darkness ahead. And with the light, a slender figure was dragging something huge.
Staring at the man pulling the radiator, cold sweat appeared on Richard's forehead.
He forgot to escape for a moment.
The man looked at him calmly, stopped, and raised the exquisite flintlock gun that was like a work of art.
Bang!
The deafening sound of gunshots echoed throughout the corridor, and a large mass of blood exploded from the knee of the man in the mask.
"Tsk."
Lu Li's black eyes frowned slightly and he let out a light tut.
The shot was originally aimed at the chest.
Richard, who felt the pain after a few seconds, groaned, hugged his knees and looked ferocious, trying not to scream.
He tried to gather strength to fight back at Lu Li, but found that Lu Li did not continue to pay attention to him. Instead, he dragged the murder weapon and continued to chase the fat ghost.
Richard was stunned for a moment, wondering why Lu Li let him go, until he saw a looming ghost floating in the corridor following the sound.
"Damn it, I knew there would be something wrong if I dared to come here alone! This is poison!"
Richard cursed fiercely, clutched his knees and limped towards the depths of the corridor.
…
The Fat Ghost's chances of winning should have been very high.
Under normal circumstances, the person captured by the masked man will be restrained on the hospital bed, and can only struggle feebly in fear, screaming and watching the meat balls gush out from the corner, and then cover the hospital bed, and the screams will be heard along with the hospital bed.
pack.
Even if some victims are lucky enough to escape from the shackles of the hospital bed, the locked iron door will make them fall into the abyss of despair.
Maybe they will try to resist, but whether it is a scalpel or a stick, it is like scratching an itch for the fat and fat ghost.
The fat ghost should have been able to get its own container happily.
But unfortunately, it was Lu Li who was used as a container.
A rising exorcist star who has yet to gain any fame.
But I think as more ghosts and monsters are bullied by Lu Li, his reputation will spread in this industry.
The premise is that there will be surviving ghosts escaping.
So everything was reversed. The fat ghost that had just appeared was hit by a violent storm. Fortunately, the iron door was open, allowing it to escape from Lu Li's clutches smoothly.
Temporary.
The Fat Spirit ran into the dead end where Lu Li fell. The only two exits to the ground were blocked.
"Richard harmed me!" the fat ghost said bitterly.
His sentences are much fluent. It seems that as the fat disappears, his brain becomes easier.
Wow – Wow –
Lu Li, who was dragging the radiator, walked up to it and stood still: "Are these your last words?"
The fat ghost roared, with a sad and angry tone: "You united to harm me! I finally got a chance to be resurrected. Whose idea was it?!"
Lu Li picked up the steel pipe and said calmly: "Keep talking, I want to listen."
The fat ghost's narrow eyes were full of hope: "Will you let me go if I tell you?"
Lu Li thought and nodded: "No."
The fat ghost was startled. The contrasting actions and words confused him for a few seconds. Then it suddenly realized that Lu Li was playing tricks on him and roared: "Go to hell!!!"
It staggered towards Lu Li, its skin bulging. But it was not like a mountain of flesh like before, but gradually became oval like a balloon.
"Go - die -"
The muffled voice was filled with resentment. It staggered towards Lu Li with a painful expression, its torso almost swollen to the point of being transparent.
At this moment, Lu Li took out his folding umbrella, pulled it out, and unfolded it in front of him with a bang. The transparent umbrella covered most of his body.
One arm stretched out from the umbrella, and on the slender palms, a flintlock gun that looked like a work of art extended forward.
Several rune-like roses climbed on the body of the gun, waiting to bloom. One of them had quietly bloomed for a small part. The next moment, the index finger on the trigger tapped lightly.
Bang!!!
The muzzle roared like a dragon, black smoke spurted out, and the fat ghost exploded instantly like a punctured ball.
Crash--
The sticky powder flew everywhere, all over the walls, floor, and ceiling. The umbrella that received the impact trembled slightly, and the liquid yellow-white powder fell from the back of the umbrella.
The debris covering the surrounding area fades and disappears as time goes by.
The first rose on the flintlock blossomed quietly.
