Chapter 237: fear

Studio.
"Huh, this dog bites the dog, it's really popular."
"Hey, these stupid people don't have any humanity. It's about time for life and death. Let's see it now."
"Very cruel, but these stupid people won't really run away."
"Run a hair, I don't believe they ran away."
"This ant is really... I see numb scalp and goose bumps come out."
Abandoned building downstairs in the capital and suburbs.
Lin Mao who was still going from the sixth floor, the whole person passed out instantly.
His luck was good, and there were ant colonies below him to reduce the impact, he didn't die on the spot.
Rooftop.
"Quick! Go downstairs!" Liang Feng saw the ants rushing to Lin Mao, his eyes lit up suddenly, and then hurriedly shouted.
He Qing, Wen Nan, Zhu Xing, Wei Feng at this moment, naturally know who will go first, the chance of who is alive is greater, scrambling toward the simple rope made of clothes.
He Qing came here first, without a word, crawled down the clothes.
Wen Nan's second, Zhu Xing's third, Wei Feng's fourth.
Liang Feng is the last one.
Looking at the old brothers who went down one by one, Liang Feng's eyes flashed a bit of cruelty and spicyness.
The ants on the ground who had not entered the building all crawled towards Lin Mao and began to bite Lin Mao.
However, this does not mean that it is safe to go downstairs now. There are ants there. Although there are not many, there are also dangers. Moreover, there are also ants on the simple rope made of this clothes.
Although it is even rarer, no one can guarantee that more ants will climb up and attack the people who descended along the rope.
This is Liang Feng's replacement for the dead ghost. The more people there are, the more ants will be shared. Liang Feng will naturally be safer.
Of course, there is a prerequisite for all of this. You can't stay on the rope for a long time, otherwise, no one will have enough ants to bite.
However, Liang Feng is not worried about this, they go down quickly.
However, when He Qing quickly reached the bottom of the rope made of clothes, a wailing wailing suddenly sounded.
"Ao..."
It was Lin Mao’s voice. Lin Mao was not dead. He was awakened by the ants.
The terrifying horror at the bottom, He Qing shivered coldly, his heart panicked for no reason, and then his hands did not grasp the clothes, and fell off instantly.
"Ah..." He Qing screamed in horror.
"Boom." He Qing fell to the ground.
"Ao..." A wail came from He Qing's mouth.
The ankles of his two feet were severely twisted, and even white bones could be seen.
"Save me...save me..." He Qing wailed sorrowfully and asked for help in horror.
Because, the ants crawling to Lin Mao diverted again and crawled towards He Qing.
He Qing's staring boss, his face full of pain and panic.
The pain was because the ankle was broken, and the panic was because he was so painful all over his body that he couldn't exert any effort, but the ants crawled over at this time.
He was about to be attacked by ants. He Qing couldn't calm down when he remembered the tragic phenomena bitten by countless ants.
"Aw..." The wailing wailing came again from Lin Mao's mouth.
At this time, his face was exposed, above the bridge of the nose, without flesh and blood, and the white bones appeared majesticly in the sight of Liang Feng and others.
"His..." Liang Feng, He Qing, Wen Nan, Zhu Xing, Wei Feng seeing Lin Mao's miserable behavior, they all took a breath.
Lin Mao's eyes were still there, but his eyelids and half of his head were all gone.
The half skull was scary enough, and with Lin Mao's bloodshot eyes, and the eyes turning back and forth, the horror atmosphere rose instantly.
Liang Feng, He Qing, Wen Nan, Zhu Xing, Wei Feng's heart beat each other involuntarily.
Especially He Qing, at this moment, he fell to the ground, and could not move, the ants were still crawling towards him.
He will soon follow Lin Mao's footsteps.
His pupil shrank sharply, and he looked anxiously at Liang Feng, who was still hanging on the rope made of clothes, Wen Nan, Zhu Xing, Wei Feng, shouted: "Quick! Come down to save me! !!!"
"Ao..." Lin Mao uttered a wail again, and then shouted sternly:
"You will all die!!! Both will die! I will wait for you below!!!"
Lin Mao's eyes were full of resentment.
He hated, hated those who used to be called brothers and brothers, and threw him downstairs in order to survive.
He knew that he would definitely die, he was afraid of death, but he could not survive, and the death judge would not let him go.
His eyes were filled with hatred at the moment, and his bitter eyes stared at Liang Feng, He Qing, Wen Nan, Zhu Xing, Wei Feng.
He wanted to watch them die, but he couldn't wait.
The ants accelerated their bite.
The mournful howling came again from Lin Mao's mouth.
"No! Don't kill me so quickly, I... I'm going to watch them die... Watch them die..." Lin Mao shouted at the sky with resentment.
He hopes that the death judge can answer his request, so that he can die with peace of mind.
It is a pity that the ants are biting bitterly.
Soon, Lin Mao's voice disappeared, and all he could see was the slimmer human skeleton made up of ants.
"Hurry down," Liang Feng shouted sharply.
His voice was full of fear, and his voice was trembling and clear.
He was afraid, he was afraid of death, and the ending like Lin Mao.
Wen Nan, Zhu Xing, Wei Feng then shivered and shivered, and then hurried down.
They didn't want to die either. They also saw Lin Mao's miserable situation. No one wanted to be bitten to death by ants in this way. That kind of death method was too scary.
Especially when they saw the ants in Lin Mao's bones, ear holes and nostrils, their scalp tingled for a while.
Wen Nan finally landed, and He Qing's cry for help also followed anxiously.
"Wen Man, hurry! Come and save me!"
Wen Nan, who was on the ground, was not injured. He heard He Qing's cry for help. Wen Nan didn't look at it and turned his head and ran away.
Just then, a screaming cry came from Wen Nan's mouth.
"what..."
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