Weird Talk Asylum Center

"Boss, where are you, woo woo woo!"

The mirror ghost who turned into Wang Jin spread his legs and ran quickly.

He doesn't tire and doesn't need to breathe, so no one can catch him.

But that skinny man can no longer be called a human being.

Scales spread across his body, eyes like molten metal.

Fiery air flowed from the mouth, and the alienated legs brought great strength.

It does not conform to the appearance of the beautiful and powerful dragon in the myth, but looks like an ugly monster.

Even so, the distance between the monster and the mirror ghost is also shortening rapidly.

According to this progress, it is only a matter of time before being caught up.

As for what will happen to the mirror ghost after catching up, I don't dare to think about it.

He can only hope that his boss will turn the tide.

Bang!

There was a familiar gunshot in the distance, but it wasn't the mirror ghost aimed at.

This time the bullet was not blood red, but as black as ink.

Xiao Hei carried the sniper rifle and tried hard to aim at the target.

He has no such thing as fingers, and each shot consumes only a small part of his body.

The sniper rifle without the blood sacrifice is not that powerful, and Xiao Hei's marksmanship is not accurate enough.

Of course, Wang Jin didn't expect to kill the skinny man directly.

What he needs is a chance.

The gunshot rang out, and the mirror ghost looked back subconsciously.

Sure enough, he saw a stranger gesturing.

That was the wealth that helped Wang Jin deliver the message.

"Boss, aren't you going to die now?"

The mirror ghost sighed, but still suddenly turned around to face the hideous figure.

So far, he can only trust Wang Jin.

Anyway, I won't die, and if I say more, I will be beaten.

"Fight."

The mirror ghost looked at the figure with its teeth and claws open, and after a moment of hesitation, it plunged into the thin man's mouth.

He didn't think that his body seizure could work against this kind of monster, but Wang Jin asked him to do so.

The hideous figure paused suddenly, and resumed its action after only half a second.

The enhanced dynamic vision has already discovered the subtle difference between Mirror Ghost and Wang Jin, and the current situation directly shows the truth.

They've been chasing the wrong guy all along.

He roared angrily, and ignored the black jelly in his body that was trying to influence him, but turned around and looked at the place where the gun shot just now.

"Hmmm?"

Wang Jin pulled the dagger from the short and fat man's neck, and smiled at the thin man.

His purpose has been achieved.

Xiao Hei shot and killed the white-faced man, and then he took advantage of the moment the mirror ghost won to finish off the short and fat man.

Up to now, only this alienated thin man is left in the group of women.

"Wang Jin"

"Collapse."

Before the man could express any emotion, a sacred and strange voice suddenly sounded.

The white hair was flying in the air, and the blood-red lines carried a strange aura.

Amber crystals surrounded Wang Jin, temporarily giving him the power of a god.

Bang!

The ground under the man's feet collapsed suddenly, and a large pit appeared out of thin air and buried him in it.

Wang Jin did not rashly use spells such as death, but chose to collapse, which is relatively easier to achieve.

The current situation clearly shows that his choice is correct.

With just one sentence, Wang Jin's inspiration was reduced by a quarter.

Of course, it is understandable that such things as forcefully changing the terrain are more expensive.

"Little black."

Wang Jin snapped his fingers, and the muzzle made of flesh and blood appeared from another direction.

The sniper rifle was fired like money, and bullets rained down on the man.

This is the fire coverage that only Xiao Hei can do.

Of course, this situation cannot continue forever.

It is not in line with common sense to let the strange story use another strange story.

Going against common sense will bring great harm to both parties, and Xiao Hei is in great pain now.

But for my own boss, pain is nothing at all.

"Whoa!!"

Xiao Hei raised his head and screamed, desperately pulling the trigger.

Wang Jin didn't waste this hard-won opportunity, he was thinking of a way.

This man didn't know what strange thing he drank, and now he looks like a monster.

Since his body is covered with scales, neither bullets nor daggers can cause effective damage to him.

If it wasn't for the ground collapse that temporarily trapped him, this would really be a difficult problem.

"Ah yes."

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows, he had already figured out what to do.

"Although I don't like this thing, I have to say that it is very useful."

Taking out the familiar short knife from his backpack, Wang Jin grinned at the man.

The latter couldn't lift his head under the pressure of Xiao Hei's attack, and kept his eyes closed all the time, so he didn't notice Wang Jin's little move.

whoosh-

Without any hesitation, Wang Jin came to the man like a breeze.

He tried his best to restrain himself, and didn't make any obvious footsteps.

This is a skill that was initially mastered after two consecutive nights of assassination practice.

Seeing Wang Jin walking into range, Xiao Hei immediately stopped attacking.

The thunderous gunshots stopped abruptly.

The man froze for a moment, subconsciously opened his eyes to check the situation.

But only a little cold light was seen.

"Let's go."

With a strong hand, Wang Jin sent the short knife that would devour flesh and blood into the man's eye socket.

Even if he has strong scales on his body, even if his speed and strength are ridiculously strong.

As long as you are hit by this evil knife, you will definitely not survive.

The thin man roared and closed his eyelids with all his strength.

He successfully prevented the blade from going deep, but he couldn't stop the passing of life.

Like a rotten orange with a straw inserted, he is rapidly becoming an empty shell.

That weird dagger was greedily devouring his life force, while roaring freely.

But when he felt Wang Jin's breath, he obediently shut his mouth.

The scales gradually fell off, and the golden pupils became dull.

The man didn't even have the strength to struggle, he could only watch himself die little by little.

Even for Wang Jin who is used to seeing life and death, this is too cruel.

After hesitating for a moment, he kicked the handle of the knife.

The man's head was directly pierced through, completely losing its vitality and dissipating into powder, leaving behind a trembling mirror ghost.

Dagger roared twice, as if dissatisfied with Wang Jin's actions.

But he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only lie on the side cowardly and aggrieved.

Wang Jin sighed and stuffed it back into his backpack, while admonishing himself secretly.

The way this thing kills people is too cruel, if you can use it or try not to use it.