But what appeared in front of the three people was a tragic scene.
Blood, blood all over the floor, bloody palm prints on the walls, and some torn pieces of clothes and bloody...
No one knew what was happening here, so Luo Wei boldly stepped forward and knocked on the door, "It's me, I'm Luo Wei."
There was a "click" and the door opened. A thin man with a sallow complexion opened the door. His left eye was pitch black and bottomless. He looked around in horror with his only remaining left eye. He didn't look around. After seeing those scary things, the man breathed a sigh of relief.
But when the man saw the white incense candle in Bai Yao's hand, his eyes lit up and he shouted, "It's the incense candle. Luo Wei is back with the white incense candle!"
The man yelled loudly, and the soundproofing of the dormitory was not good. After he finished speaking, the sound of doors opening from dormitory to dormitory could be heard.
"Is Luo Wei back?" A weak female student's voice sounded.
"Are there any incense candles?"
"Is that true?"
As soon as the man shouted, the people in the dormitory next to him opened the door one after another. They were all players, but none of these players' bodies were intact. They had either broken arms or legs, and some of them were even speechless.
Luo Wei carefully counted the heads and found that there were only nine people. Luo Wei asked the man in front of him with some fear, "What happened just now?"
The man thought of something and suddenly trembled all over, "A monster, a monster! I will never forget those scarlet eyes!"
The man continued tremblingly, "We didn't have any incense and candles. Dozens of black shadows broke in, and then... they tore the person next to me alive. There was blood all over the floor!"
One of the aunts covered her broken arm and cried, blaming Luo Wei and his group, "Why did you come back so late? Oh my arm, no, you must use that white incense candle to compensate me."
Zhang Shunquan let out a disdainful "Bah" and said, "I asked you to go to the sixth floor to get incense and candles. If you don't go, who can be blamed for this?"
Zhang Rao looked at the intact Bai Yao in the crowd with resentment on his face. How come he had broken off his hands and feet while Bai Yao could stand there perfectly fine.
Zhang Rao sneered crazily, pointed at Bai Yao and said to the others, "Look, Bai Yao has a candle in her hand, and there must be many good things in her bag. As long as we work together, Bai Yao's things will be ours." Got it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the other eight eyes all looked at Bai Yao, with a greed that made Bai Yao sick.
There was silence in the air, Luo Wei's veins jumped, a bunch of fools! He couldn't even think of provoking Bai Yao!
There was always a faint smile on Bai Yao's lips, but he was not smiling. There was a deep cold pool between his eyes, exuding a chill.
Zhang Shunquan suddenly took a few steps back, cherishing life and staying away from Bai Yao.
The one-eyed man suddenly smiled evilly, "Yeah, a group of us can't beat a weak woman? As long as we snatch the incense candle from her hand, we can survive tonight safely."
As he said that, the man stumbled towards Bai Yao. One person moved out, and others followed him, first Zhang Rao and then Auntie.
The others stood there quietly waiting for a few people to fight. The fight was about the snipe and the clam fighting and the fisherman profiting.
Bai Yao turned sideways to avoid the one-eyed man rushing towards her.
He turned around, raised his foot, and kicked Zhang Rao next to him. With a sweep of his leg, the aunt fell to the ground and cried bitterly.
This clean and neat action made others stunned. Zhang Shunquan even clutched his lower body and took several steps back. Luo Wei was not too shocked, but other ordinary people looked dumbfounded when they saw this.
A weak woman can have such powerful skills! ! !
But it's not over yet
Bai Yao showed an understanding smile, took out the sharpener from his bag, and said word by word,
"Although the copy won't let me kill you, you are still alive even if you are half dead, right?"
Bai Yao stepped towards the three of them, a dazzling cold light flashing on his sharpening knife. His words made everyone present feel a chill and their bodies tremble.
Although Bai Yao was smiling, his smile was bottomless, like a devil showing his last touch of kindness to a dying person.
