As Wang Ye's body leaned against the wall, all the corpses returned to their previous stiff state, approaching Wang Ye at a slow speed.
Looking at the group of corpses, Wang Ye frowned slightly, a look of thought flashing in his eyes.
"Can people become more sensitive only when they are unprepared?"
"Or, we need to be behind people..."
"No, not from behind! When the fake Zhang Han came here, he was still very sensitive from the front."
"To put it this way, it needs to be done when the person is not alert. And every time he touches me, he always touches my head."
"Can you kill only by touching the head?"
"Really, kill him by touching his head."
Wang Ye couldn't help but complain, but there was a hint of understanding in his eyes.
This kind of ghost may not be special in a one-on-one situation, but in the specific environment of a shopping mall, it can easily snowball and kill all the people in the shopping mall silently.
And it is more targeted towards the team of superpowers.
If you say so...
Those people with super powers died unjustly.
"Now, do you have any other means?"
After a short rest, Wang Ye picked up the ax in his hand and killed the corpses again.
A few minutes later...
On the entire fourth floor, only Wang Ye stood, holding a curled fire ax in his hand, with blood dripping down the ax blade.
The smell of blood and the corpses everywhere turned the mall into a shura field, gloomy and terrifying.
"Are you...are you from the headquarters?"
Suddenly, a voice came from a room not far away.
A cold glint flashed in Wang Ye's eyes, and he couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound with his murderous eyes.
Abruptly.
Seeing Wang Ye, who was covered in blood and full of terror, the figure froze in place in fear.
She swore that Wang Ye's terrifying look was imprinted in her mind at this moment, and she would never forget it in her life.
"Ahem... My name is Liu Qian, a superpower from the Logistics Department who has awakened in the throat area..."
Liu Qian opened the door, clutched her chest, and walked out with a pale face, coughing non-stop.
Inside the room, Zhang Han and Wang Qiang also walked out with caution. When they looked at Wang Ye, their eyes were full of shock, and...
fear.
Is this still a human being...
Looking at the corpses on the ground, faces already covered in blood...
There are only two words in Wang Qiang's heart...
devil...
In order to prove her identity as a superpower, Liu Qian took out her mobile phone, pulled out the rescue text message she had sent before, and showed it to Wang Ye from a distance.
"The text asking for help was sent by me."
Wang Ye frowned slightly, his expression was cold, and he looked a little scary under the influence of blood.
"How could you send a text message in this level of ghostland?"
Liu Qian coughed twice, and a few drops of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth: "My superpower can temporarily affect the magnetic field, but the price is very high."
"The wound on my throat was caused by forcibly breaking through the ghost magnetic field."
She was originally pretty, but with her pale face, she looked pitiful.
There are a few tears in the clothes and just enough exposed skin, which seems to arouse people's deepest desires.
"good."
Wang Ye's expression was as cold as ever, as if he was turning a blind eye to all this: "Let's fight quickly."
"ah?"
Wang Qiang was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't hear clearly: "How can we decide quickly?"
Liu Qian and Zhang Han looked at Wang Ye in confusion. As if accidentally, Liu Qian relaxed her hand on her chest.
A piece of white snow was accidentally revealed.
Liu Qian realized later and blocked her body again in panic.
"Woman, put away your cleverness." Wang Ye glanced at Liu Qian coldly, and then said: "This ghost can control corpses, and it seems that he can change his appearance and become someone else."
"The easiest way to find ghosts is to chop off the heads of all the dead people in the mall."
"If no one is available, this ghost..."
"I can't hide it anymore."
As he spoke, Wang Ye threw away the curled fire ax in his hand and replaced it with a new one from the fire hydrant nearby.
Liu Qian's expression turned slightly red after listening to Wang Ye's words, and she folded her clothes subconsciously.
Wang Qiang frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Okay."
Only Zhang Han looked hesitant: "This... is too bloody."
"Then you can stay here and wait to die."
Wang Ye turned around, gestured with the ax in his hand to see if it was smooth, and said in a cold voice.
Wang Qiang only hesitated for two seconds before taking action, running to another fire hydrant in the distance and picking up a fire ax in the same manner.
Liu Qian and Zhang Han looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and took action.
Soon, four people, each armed with a fire ax, started a massacre in the entire mall.
"Be careful. If you don't pay attention to your position, the ghost slaves will become agile and launch a sneak attack on you."
"I hope you don't die."
"After all, it's hard to explain if you don't take two survivors out."
Wang Ye said coldly while waving the ax, as if he was just stating a fact.
Wang Qiang and the other three were a little silent, saying nothing, and trying their best to contribute their strength.
gradually...
Almost all the ghost slaves in the entire mall have been dealt with.
Except for Wang Ye, the three of them had more or less scars on their bodies and were leaning against the wall panting.
In the lobby on the first floor, the last ghost slave stood there, looking at Wang Ye and the three of them with blank eyes, and showed a strange smile.
"The last one!"
There was a hint of excitement in Wang Qiang's eyes. He gritted his teeth, clenched the ax in his hand, and struck the ghost slave.
The ghost slave's stiff body was unable to dodge and fell straight to the ground.
"no?"
Seeing the ghost slave who was easily chopped down by him, Wang Qiang was stunned on the spot and couldn't help but look back at Wang Ye with a questioning look in his eyes: "Did you guess wrong?"
"Damn it!"
"I knew it would be impossible to solve the problem by doing this." Zhang Han felt a little anxious and looked around uneasily, looking at Wang Ye with eyes full of dissatisfaction.
In the corner, Liu Qian bit her lip, glanced at Wang Ye, and said nothing.
"Who said..."
"This is the last one."
Wang Ye said lightly.
"What?"
Wang Qiang, Liu Qian, and Zhang Han looked at Wang Ye in confusion.
Wang Qiang thought for a moment, suddenly realized, took two steps back, clenched the ax in his hand, and stared at Liu Qian and Zhang Han coldly, his eyes full of scrutiny.
Liu Qian also reacted quickly, her expression slightly pale.
Zhang Han silently picked up the ax that had been thrown far away, his expression cold.
"Werewolf game..."
"Start now."
"Who is the ghost?"
Wang Ye's expression remained indifferent and he said calmly.
