MTL - I’m Just This ‘Sue’-Chapter 68 Fifth villain (6)

In fact, the identity of the older man is already obvious. Fu Yunjing's fingers moved to the side: "Well, then who is this woman?"

"My mentor." Hang Qing looked at the woman in the photo, and suddenly there were many memories belonging to her original body. As a result of an instinctual reaction, Hang Qing's face paled: "Some things are not impossible. Say, no one wants to mention it. "

Le Tong swallowed hard, and she felt that she had touched the corner of the truth, which made her a little uneasy: "Then ... don't say it? This thing has nothing to do with the castle's hell."

Fu Yunjing tore off the photo and put it away. He took a deep look at Hang Qing: "Then wait until you want to say it."

The room suddenly fell silent, leaving only the sound of the door panel being constantly hit.

Le Tong smiled bitterly: "It really feels like a zombie siege."

Fu Yunjing frowned suddenly and asked, "Did you hear anything?"

"Voice? What voice?" Le Tong snorted: "Senior, don't scare me."

Although Hang Qing was already a ghost, he still felt the hair on his back standing up, and he turned his head sharply, looking at the direction of the secret room. Da Da Da, Da Da Da ... extremely low, but in the ears of Hang Qing, but the sound of footsteps is very obvious, it is getting closer. Someone, no, a ghost came to them.

"Back off." An extremely strong sense of crisis spread in Hang Qing's heart, and he sang almost immediately.

The other two also reacted very quickly, stepping back and reaching the back wall. However, Hang Qing did not follow them back. He walked to the desk and tapped the desk coaster, which had not been activated for a long time. A cabinet door popped open, and Hang Qing took out a pistol and an iron sword with a strange shape.

"What are you still doing? Come here!" Fu Yunjing's tone was a bit fierce and could not be refuted. Looking closely, there was a little anger in his brows.

"Mr. Su!" Le Tong shouted anxiously.

Holding a pistol and a long sword, Hang Qing slowly walked towards them, while moving forward, Hang Qing was also watching their reactions. ——The two guys didn't really doubt him at all, even if he concealed them, and even held the weapon in their hands at this time, they did not show the slightest alert.

"Here you are." Hang Qing handed out the weapon in his hand.

"It's useless, isn't it? Guns and knives are useless to ghosts, aren't they?" Le Tong said with a sad face.

"They are all made by Herman to deal with the ghosts." Hang Qingdan said indifferently.

"Is there such a thing ?!" Le Tong's eyes widened, it really felt like he had penetrated into the spiritual alien text.

Fu Yunjing's focus is not on this: "It turned out to be Herman's thing."

Hang Qing responded lightly, giving the gun to Fu Yunjing and the heavier sword to Le Tong: "You have never fired a gun, it is difficult to aim, and although it is specially made, the recoil is still strong. At this time, the sword is more suitable. Although it is a bit heavy, it is convenient to swing. "

Le Tong heard that he was busy holding the sword in his hand. Slightly sinking, but within acceptable limits.

Fu Yunjing stared closely at the secret room on the other side, but his mouth said: "You never thought about it, in case I would not shoot?"

Hang Qing took a deep look at him, and said quite profoundly, "Don't you say that you will have a lot?"

Fu Yunjing froze for a moment, and his unhappy face suddenly turned into a smile: "You're right ..."

When the words fell, the ghost who came out of the back room finally revealed his true colors. It was a tall, middle-aged man. The black suit on his body seemed to be soaked with blood, revealing a weird and sticky color. Looking up, the man's face was blurry, making it difficult to distinguish the features. Le Tong couldn't help but look away, nauseated and vomited twice.

"Herman." Fu Yunjing stared at the flesh-blooded man, and shouted the man's name.

"He is Herman?" Le Tong exclaimed, busy turning his head back, and continued to look at this ugly man. Although it is difficult to see Herman's appearance from this face, his shape It is indeed very similar to the photo. Le Tong had a complex look: "Humanoid dog-like metamorphosis."

Herman suddenly stopped, and his face began to bleed. Tick-tick-tick, the white carpet was quickly soaked with blood, and the thick **** smell was mixed with the stench and it was disgusting.

Herman's eyes were black, but looked a little weird because of the blood. He stared at Fu Yunjing stubbornly, his eyes stunned, as if the **** of death had stared at his prey.

However, Fu Yunjing sneered, "It's you ..." Fu Yunjing rubbed his palm pistol, his muscles were tightened, and the blue tendons on the back of his hands were slightly protruding.

Suddenly, Hang Qing felt that Fu Yunjing was like the man in front of him, oh no, the male ghost was ripped apart.

Herman made a gurgling sound in his throat, and suddenly his feet moved quickly, and he even rushed straight towards Fu Yunjing with a clear goal. The boy of this age, even if he is actually the villain boss of this world, he still has the blood impulse and fearless peculiar to the youth. Hermann's actions obviously not only did not intimidate him, but made Fu Yunjing's warfare and violent atmosphere even stronger.

Fu Yunjing rushed up.

The two bumped into each other.

Le Tong grasped the sword in his hand tightly and waited eagerly, ready to rush forward to help.

However, Hang Qing felt that at this moment Fu Yunjing did not seem to like others to help. Fu Yunjing's face had a strong sense of interest, and the light in his eyes was astonishing. Hang Qing suddenly felt that maybe Hermann had a higher degree of affection in his heart.

Fu Yunjing did not use a pistol.

For him, it makes no difference.

His hands caught Hermann's shoulders accurately, Li Gui drank loudly, his throat made a hoarse cry, and the blood on his face was dripping onto Fu Yunjing with inexplicable mucus. Fu Yunjing frowned in disgust. He didn't seem to exaggerate his muscular arms, and easily lifted Herman upside down.

"Beep".

The blood mist exploded.

Herman's entire tall body collapsed to the ground, turning into a mist of blood.

The movement and blood in the room attracted the male ghosts outside, and the male ghosts began to hit the room door more violently. Before Le Tong was happy, he looked nervously at the door again.

"It can't get in," Hang Qing whispered. "It's more difficult than the outside."

Neither Fu Yunjing nor Le Tong understood anything. But just follow them to know.

Because the mist of blood fell and turned into Herman, he appeared to them just as they had just seen. Unscathed. Herman laughed strangely, looking at Fu Yunjing's eyes full of hatred and malice. He stuck out his **** tongue, licked his lips, and rushed towards Fu Yunjing again.

Suddenly the lights in the room went out, and the gust of wind blew. Herman's weird laughter gradually filled the whole space and drilled into people's ears.

"What kind of monster is this?" Le Tong collapsed.

"A ghost that can never disappear, every time he breaks up his ghost, he will become stronger again."

Le Tong's eyes were dumbfounded: "Open, open? Isn't he getting more and more powerful? This ... how could the senior be able to fight?"

"Fighting. By daybreak, his strength will return to the original point, and it will be good tonight." Hang Qing believes in Fu Yunjing's ability. No one can kill anyone else.

"Last tonight ..." Le Tong felt dark before him: "How can this survive?"

Hang Qing thought for a moment: "It can."

At the other end, Fu Yunjing broke Herman again roughly, Herman laughed coldly, and then took shape again. As Hang Qing said, he got worse every time.

Fu Yunjing frowned: "What the hell!"

The chandelier in the room "snapped" and almost hit Fu Yunjing.

A powerful force started to scurry in the room, leading the table to fly towards Le Tong. Behind Le Tong was the wall. If she could not avoid it, Hang Qing had no doubt that she would be killed by that table. On the wall, all the internal organs were broken up. Therefore, Hang Qing caught Le Tong by his side: "Stay by my side, you can't move in one step."

When the voice dropped, the table had hit the wall, and the whole room seemed to shudder.

At that moment, Herman made a more hoarse cry.

The woolen blanket on the ground suddenly rolled up and buckled Fu Yunjingsheng. The entire woolen blanket wrapped him, and the vase flew over and hit him. The **** smell in the room became stronger and thicker. It is also disgusting.

Le Tong screamed in shock: "Senior! What to do!"

"Don't move." Hang Qing clasped her: "Fu Yunjing will be fine." Hang Qing's tone was too determined, with a magical power to calm people down.

Le Tong shuddered and forced himself to calm down: "But, but ..."

After waiting for Le Tong to finish his speech, a "bang" shot was fired, and a special bullet flew out of the woolen blanket, hitting Herman. Hang Qing breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that Fu Yunjing couldn't be so dishy, ​​and he wouldn't be arrested. Fu Yunjing really thought of himself as a bait, so that when Herman's head was closest to him, he shot again. What he said to Le Tong just now should have been heard by Fu Yunjing.

Herman took a few steps back, and a hole was blown out of his head, blood splattered, with a foul smell. His blood-stained face looked even more horrible. The bullet disappeared after the bullet had been hit, but Herman's actions were noticeably dull.

Fu Yunjing got out from under the blanket, his face was so cold that he held Herman to the ground. This time it seemed to be much gentler, probably not wanting to break Herman into a cloud of blood again. He cruelly held the pistol in Herman's forehead with the pistol in his hand, as if he wanted to insert the pistol into Herman's forehead.

Herman struggled fiercely, and began to cry violently in his throat.

His cry shattered the glass in the room.

The wind and rain blew in from the outside.

Storms, thunder and lightning, and tables, chairs and pens flying all over the room.

The sharp pen tip flew over towards Le Tong.

Herman yelled fiercely, and the pen swept fast. Seeing that it would be pinned into Le Tong's mind. joke! Can the heroine kill him? As soon as Hang Qing felt tight, he raised his hand without thinking. "Beep," it was the sound of pen penetrating through flesh.

"Ah !!!" Le Tong was so frightened that his soul was about to fly, and tears fell down: "Su, Mr. Su?" She scarcely dared to touch Hang Qing, and the whole person shivered.

Fu Yunjing glanced back, his pupils tightened suddenly: "Su Shishui." He called the name in a low voice, his voice wrapped with anger.

Hang Qing felt nothing.

This thing didn't hurt him at all, it was just the moment he flew over, and out of human instincts, there was a flash of fear in his heart, but this scare died away quickly, so he didn't hesitate Raised my hand to block it.

Hang Qing looked at Herman in front of Fu Yunjing: "You should look at him."

With a somber face, Fu Yunjing turned his head back, but Herman suddenly stopped. Herman stared at Hang Qing's direction, Hang Qing stared at Herman invariably. There was another scream in Herman's throat, and he suddenly turned and dashed towards the back room. Blood spilled all over ...

Le Tong breathed quickly: "Run?"

"Well, run away." Hang Qingchang said lightly.

The lights in the room no longer flickered and turned back to normal, and everyone's sight became clearer. The room was messy, all the furniture was shifted, and the carpet looked like a big bucket of dog blood spilled, looking disgusting.

Le Tong's legs softened, barely holding the wall to stand.

Fu Yunjing stepped forward, grabbed Hang Qing's hand, the pen was still nailed to his palm, blood flowed down the wound, and his hand was pale.

"Why are you going to stop?" Fu Yunjing's face was as thick as water, and a cloud covered his eyebrows. He seemed to be trying to restrain his anger, but even so, his tone sounded gloomy.

Le Tong wiped his face: "Sorry, Mr. Su, I'm too slow ..."

"You can't hide it anymore," Hang Qing said lightly, "that thing is coming at you." Otherwise he wouldn't choose to reach out to stop, just reach out and shoot.

Fu Yunjing held the palm of his hand and had a bite of teeth: "This injury can't be dealt with ... it has to go to the hospital."

"No." Hang Qing retracted his hand and put his right hand up. The other two hadn't responded yet, he heard the sound of "噗", the pen was pulled out with one hand, blood nourished, and the white carpet in front It's even more red.

Fu Yunjing felt that his heart was slammed, and he was almost speechless.

He has never seen such a person.

With a peerless appearance, clean and fragile temperament coexist, but suddenly, revealing the clean and fragile appearance of this person, I found that there is a more magnificent inside. His unintentional glances would be full of strange and seductive taste. He also sometimes laughs blankly. And this moment ...

No one can put the word fragile on his head anymore.

When he pulled out his pen, he didn't frown. How can such a person think that he is vulnerable?

Of course, Fu Yunjing did not know. Hang Qing pulled out a pen, but the visual effects were more horrible.

"Medicine kit! Medicine kit!" Le Tong responded sharply.

"At Ruan Yue." Fu Yunjing said.

"Go to her. This wound is too big, it will cause inflammation and high fever!" Le Tong's lips trembled slightly.

Fu Yunjing reached out and hugged Hang Qing: "Go out."

Le Tong nodded, walked to the door, and pinched the sword in his hand. She took a deep breath and opened the door. The male ghost outside flew in, and Le Tong slashed up.

"laugh--"

A head flew out.

Le Tong held back the horror and kicked his headless body away. "Let's go!"

Fu Yunjing hugged Hang Qing and fled, Le Tong struggling to run forward with his weak legs. The shadows fell far behind them, but they couldn't keep up.

"... Why did Herman suddenly run away?" Fu Yunjing asked suddenly in Hang Qing's ear.

Hang Qing didn't say anything.

"Is it because of you?"

"..."

Fu Yunjing's tone was firm: "He is afraid of you."

Hang Qing lifted his eyes, Fu Yunjing held his breath, waiting quietly for Hang Qing to say.

Hang Qing: "Oh."

Oh?

Gone?

Fu Yunjing was stunned, couldn't help but hold Hang Qing tighter in his arms, he moved closer, at that angle, it seemed like he was kissing Hang Qing gently: "If you are tired, sleep For a while. "

Hang Qing closed her eyes submissively.

They never met any ghosts along the way.

At the corner of the stairs, Fu Yunjing suddenly stopped. He looked at the picture on the wall. He said to Le Tong, "Take it down and take it away."

Unknown to Le Tong, he nodded, and stomped off.

That picture is Su Shishui and Herman.

Fu Yunjing felt that this painting looked too eye-catching, and it was better to take it down.

"I seem to hear Ruan Ye's voice." Le Tong said holding the frame.

Fu Yunjing said "um" and led Le Tong into a room on the right. Yin Jiayan and Ruan Yue are inside. They heard footsteps and looked over here.

Ruan Yue seemed to be crying. When she looked up, the crying expression on her face was twisted in horror. Not only that, she also got up and took several steps back.

"Where is the medicine pack?" Fu Yunjing asked coldly.

Ruan Yue said timidly: "Lost, lost ..." Then, she glanced quickly at Hang Qing, then turned her head quickly. Ruan Yue bit her teeth, as if cheering herself up. After doing this, Ruan Yue suddenly raised her voice: "Fu Yunjing, Le Tong, don't stay with him! Su Yueshui is a lunatic!"

Hang Qing was expressionless.

Did Ruan Ye unlock any new expansions?

Hang Qing thought about it for a while, and really didn't feel that Su Shishui in his memory was terrible.

The young man's body clearly had only deep sorrow and weakness.