Especially the little girls among the eliminated ones were almost scared to tears.
This is not the same person at all as the enthusiastic, cheerful, handsome person they usually see on the big screen.
Simply the most perverted of perverts.
Now let them choose between Wang Ye and the ghost. They will not hesitate to choose to have a big fight with the ghost. The worst is to die.
But facing Wang Ye...
They always feel more terrible than death.
But Wang Ye didn't have time to care about what these guys thought, because the first climax of the master script he designed... was about to come.
This is based on comparison with the eternal night in the real world.
"Let's see how you play this time!"
"And I even made some extra food for you."
"You're welcome. Who made me your good boss?"
With Wang Ye muttering to himself, in the fantasy world at this time.
The originally black sky suddenly seemed to be stained with blood, making the dark night extremely blood-red.
The moment he felt something strange outside, Zhang Ziliang opened his eyes.
In the room at this time, the eyes of the originally quiet square ghost turned red, and he kept roaring, looking very violent. The ghost energy on his body kept surging, and his eyes were fixed on Zhang Ziliang. Filled with greed, as if it wanted to tear him apart.
"Mutation?"
"Could it be...that in this environment, there is no rule for killing people?"
"Fuck, don't touch me!"
Zhang Ziliang glanced at the sky outside, then at the square ghost in the room, couldn't help but cursed secretly, then rushed to the door in two steps, opened the door, and rushed out first.
The Square Ghost twisted his neck, veins popped out. Originally, water was dripping out of his body, but now it turned into blood. He let out a low roar and chased after him without hesitation.
result...
The moment it rushed out, Zhang Ziliang, who had been hiding behind the door, returned to the room in an instant, closed the door forcefully, and locked it.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ziliang pushed the sofa, coffee table, and bookcase to block the door.
soon...
There were violent banging sounds outside the door. It seemed like something was hitting the door. You could even clearly see that as the door vibrated, the buckles on both sides became loose.
"It's so sudden!"
Zhang Ziliang cursed secretly, and simply sat on the sofa blocking the door, barely adding some weight to it.
This kind of sudden change is useless no matter how high your IQ is.
No time is given at all to prepare.
No matter how smart you are, when you are walking on the street, the passers-by behind you suddenly have a whim, and if you are fine one second, they will give you a knife the next second.
This thing...
Who can guess.
Even the person who stabbed you didn't know that he was going to stab you the next second.
If this can be predicted, it is definitely cheating.
Zhang Ziliang's physical strength is at the level of ordinary people. After doing all this, he kept breathing heavily, but did not dare to show the slightest expression on his face. Who knows whether the person outside the door will be strengthened after being separated? The door is like this!
Then it would be a bit unjust for him to die.
This situation is not limited to Zhang Ziliang.
The entire city has undergone tremendous changes at this moment.
Two of them came together by chance. They were sneaking around stealing things in the supermarket. They had been observing this guy for an entire afternoon and had roughly analyzed the murder pattern of this guy. As a result...
The ghost was still looking at them directly, but suddenly it became violent and rushed up to bite them without any explanation.
After handing over one body, the other person escaped from the disaster scene with a narrow escape.
For a while...
From the exit of the illusion, one after another came out disappointed, and kept shaking their heads.
They really can't figure it out...
Why?
Why is this assessment so damn difficult!
The original idea was that one person would solve a supernatural incident and everyone would look at the ratings.
Who knows what the hell...
It's like inserting yourself into a ghost story. After being tortured once, you still have to say, you are eliminated.
Mental breakdown.
But Wang Ye still kept his eyes on the big screen, looking at Zhang Ziliang and muttering to himself: "Mr. Zhang, this matter... is not over yet."
As Wang Ye's voice fell, a strange noise suddenly came from Zhang Ziliang's bathroom.
It was like... the sound of water flowing.
The faucet in Zhang Ziliang's toilet suddenly turned on.
Soon, the water flooded the bathroom floor, and then, a strand of black hair flowed out from the faucet, and slowly came to the living room along with the water on the ground.
Looking at this scene, even with Zhang Ziliang's calm attitude, he couldn't help but want to curse.
Even if there is one blocked outside, another one appears inside the house.
How to live.
He even had a premonition, as if God really wanted to kill him.
Don't be such a bully.
The hair suddenly stopped when it was three meters away from Zhang Ziliang.
Soon, more and more hair flowed out of the faucet and gathered together in the living room, finally forming a ball.
Until the faucet suddenly shuts off on its own.
"What is this ghost's killing pattern?"
This was Zhang Ziliang's first thought.
"What the hell, ghosts don't seem to have any killing patterns now."
This was Zhang Ziliang's second thought.
Thinking about this, Zhang Ziliang jumped off the sofa decisively, rushed to the window in two quick steps, opened the window, and seemed to want to jump off the building.
But here...
It's the fifth floor.
The hair swept towards Zhang Ziliang very gently, as if it wanted to wrap around his neck.
At the critical moment, Zhang Ziliang turned sideways, without even looking back, and stretched out his hand to grab behind him, grabbing the hair accurately, then yanked it hard, threw it out the window, and then closed the window.
it's over...
Zhang Ziliang subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second...
The hair actually climbed up the wall again, and twisted one of the hair into a cone shape, and knocked it hard on the window.
The glass shattered instantly.
An icy wind blew in through the window, and the hair crawled back into the room.
However, to welcome it...
It's a sharp dagger.
Throwing this weird ghost out was just plan one.
If the plan fails...
This dagger can always be near the window.
Zhang Ziliang endured the coldness of his hands and stroked his hair.
The hair that had just come in was broken into two pieces.
Moreover, the ghost who kept banging on the door let out a shrill roar.
Zhang Ziliang was startled for a moment...
Not two ghosts?
Zhang Ziliang suddenly focused his gaze on the dagger in his hand, his eyes looking very dangerous.
