130 Friendly half-cunning

Bai Yao held up the black card in his hand and held the scalpel in his right hand.

I saw Bai Yao throwing the black card high into the sky, and those who did not have the black card all crowded over. Player No. 156, who held the black card, took the opportunity to step forward and open the door of the carriage. A dazzling light flashed, and the scalpel appeared out of thin air. Appears to pierce the palm of the hand.

Player No. 156 looked at the scalpel in front of him in horror. Hot blood sprayed on his face. This was his own... blood.

Someone poked his back with a finger. Player No. 156 turned around stiffly and saw Bai Yao looking at him with a smile on his face.

Bai Yao's innocent smile made Player No. 156 breathe a sigh of relief, but the next moment, Bai Yao pulled out the scalpel inserted in the door and cut off Player No. 156's aorta, and blood sprayed on the car door.

Player No. 156 turned into a burst of blood and dissipated in the air in shock.

This feeling of killing made Bai Yao fall into deep memories. In those dark memories, Bai Yao's reason gradually lost control, and his empty eyes were gradually replaced by another layer of red.

Bai Yao stood in front of the door. Player No. 177, who had grabbed the black card, ran towards the car door. As soon as he reached out to touch the handle, Bai Yao stretched out his right hand and pinched the man's neck. The force was so strong that he could see the neck. veins.

The fear of death surged into player No. 177's heart. He slapped Bai Yao's arms in panic to get free, but the more he struggled, the harder Bai Yao became. After a minute, the struggling hands fell down, and Bai Yao was alive. He strangled the person to death.

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The movement on Bai Yao's side naturally attracted attention. Bai Yao killed two people in a row, which made the novice players feel scared. However, the experienced players were indifferent to this, as long as they were not involved.

A black card was left where player No. 156 disappeared. Bai Yao picked it up and stood in front of the door without going to the next carriage.

A burst of black energy emerged from Bai Yao's body, and the entire carriage became extremely strange. The car lights dimmed a bit, and a gloomy air-conditioning rushed toward other players.

The experienced player No. 132 took a step back in shame and murmured in disbelief, "This... this is half a trick!"

How is it possible, there is obviously no weirdness here, how could the person in front of me be infected and become semi-weird.

Bai Yao's eyes were glowing with blood-red light, and his talent field was spread out. Although it only had a radius of one meter, it was more than enough to deal with the players in this carriage.

Bai Yao put the scalpel back in his bag and took out the SS-level ghost sharpener again, and walked towards the crowd step by step. An invisible sense of oppression made everyone feel suffocated.

Among them, player No. 131 stepped back in horror, even his voice trembled, "Are you...are you still a human?"

Bai Yao showed a friendly smile, his eyes filled with extreme excitement, "My in-game identity is not human, but semi-weird~"

A blue light emerged from the palm of Bai Yao's hand. The whittling knife was suspended in the air and split into five phantoms flying in different directions. The moment the phantom passed through the body of player No. 131, there was a "bang" , the body of player No. 131 exploded into flesh and blood flying across the carriage. Not just this body, but five bodies exploded at the same time.

The black energy turned into a light screen in front of Bai Yao and blocked the flesh and blood. The other players were not so lucky and were splashed with blood.

An unpleasant smell of blood spread in the carriage, and the flesh and blood on the floor evaporated into blood and poured into Bai Yao's body continuously.