Chapter 95: hope?

"It should be true. If this town is illusory, it is impossible to have such a special ability." Mu Yunyun frowned and said.
"This possibility is very high, but such a small town, suddenly appeared, it is impossible not to be found." Cao Fei sighed, and then said.
Modu, Ye Chen's residence.
Ye Chen leaned on the sofa and looked at the floating town in the living room. The town was composed of light, and there was a cold flash in his eyes.
Despair in fear, die in despair, this is your destination. . .
If you enlarge the town dozens of times, after being seen by Cao Fei and others, you will definitely shout, "It's that town!".
This seemingly illusory town is Silent Hill.
silent Hill.
Zhao Feixiong excitedly picked up the peach wood sword and kissed him fiercely.
"Hahahaha...I'm not afraid of this next man!" Zhao Feixiong laughed wildly.
He didn't expect that Taomu Jian actually killed Wang Daniu, a terrifying ghost. He really didn't expect Taomu Jian to do this.
Otherwise he would not be so ecstatic.
With two ears missing and Gao Fei with one arm seeing this, he quickly stopped wailing and came to Zhao Feixiong, said flatteringly:
"Big... Brother... I'll get confused with you in the future, no, you'll call me east, I'll never go west, you'll call me a dog, I'll never push a chicken."
"You?" Zhao Feixiong glanced at Gao Fei, and as soon as he showed disdainful eyes, he suddenly remembered that he had not left here.
Zhao Feixiong pondered for a moment, then patted Gao Fei on the shoulder and smiled and said:
"No problem, you will mix with me in the future, and you will enjoy the spicy and spicy food."
One person saw this, some glanced at Zhao Feixiong's Taomujian, and then said:
"Brother, I... I'm also confusing with you. My family has a company with a market value of 100 million yuan. After going out, I have the brother's pocket money.
Zhao Feixiong heard that he was irritated immediately. His family's money was not a little bit. Someone used the money to lure and confuse him. This is how he endured it. He shouted angrily:
"Yeah, don't you ask who I am? I still lack your pocket money?"
"Xiong Brother... No... Xiongye, the little one knows you, and the little one will also mix with you in the future, okay?" One person looked at Zhao Feixiong, suddenly stunned, and then hurriedly shouted.
Hearing this, Zhao Feixiong remembered the fact that he had not left this strange town again. He hurriedly calmed down his excited mood, exhaled for a long time, and then said:
"No problem, if you want to mix with me, I will accept it. However, I can say ugliness at the front. This ghost place is too big. I can't guarantee that you are all alive. Also, they are all three meters away from me. How dare you approach me, so don’t blame me for being rude."
Zhao Feixiong's meaning is very simple, don't think of the idea of ​​playing his peach sword.
The people here are not stupid, naturally understand what Zhao Feixiong wants to say, in fact, some people really have the idea, but, at this moment, only Zhao Feixiong has sound limbs, want to deal with Zhao Feixiong, grab the Taomu sword, the difficulty is still It's not a little bit.
"Me! I'm also mixing with Big Brother!" one hurriedly shouted.
"Me! And me!"
One by one, he wants to confuse with Zhao Feixiong, the purpose is very simple, to live, to leave here.
This is too scary, nobody wants to stay here.
And the mahogany sword in Zhao Feixiong's hands has obviously become a support in everyone's heart at this moment.
With this, how many ghosts are not afraid.
Silent Hill has a special ability to materialize people's subconscious mind.
At this moment, everyone thought of ghosts.
"Okay! Follow them. I might ask you to contribute in a while. Who dares to be lazy and slippery, don't blame Laozi for being unkind." Zhao Feixiong's mouth curled up and said.
In his eyes, these people are all pieces that can be used for waste. He will not control the life and death of these people. As long as he can leave here alive, it is the best ending.
And this is what Zhao Feixiong wants.
"Okay! I listen to Brother."
"Yes, I listen to Brother."
In fact, there are a lot of smart people here. Zhao Feixiong's careful thinking, these people can guess, but it is useless to guess.
People need to understand the reality. Now Zhao Feixiong has a sound body and limbs. He has a peach sword, and he does not follow him, but who he follows.
Just then, the thick fog heard the sound of Xi Xisuo, and there were many footsteps.
"Ghost! Ghost is here again!" shouted in a panic as his face changed.
"Afraid of a fart, brother has a peach sword, how much come, how much!" A person shivered and shuddered, and then began to shout.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and a figure appeared in the dense fog.
One, two, three. . . .
When the first figure came out of the thick fog, his eyes shrank sharply.
This is a fat man wearing a leather apron. He holds an electronic scale in his left hand and a boning knife in his right hand.
After he was fully revealed in front of everyone's eyes, a burst of air-conditioning sound sounded one after another.
The fat man was so scary. He didn't know how many knives were cut. His skin and flesh were all rolled up. His eyes were protruding, and one was drooping on his face.
Studio.
"What's so special, Zhao Feixiong is so stupid, too special can be pretended, and too insidious."
"Mum, won't you really escape from this stupidity."
"Judgment boss, is there any other way, the dogwood peach sword can kill ghosts."
"Lying trough, this... this... I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to eat a few packets of spicy strips and suppress it."
"I... I'll get my 82-year-old Coke..."
"If I guessed right, this was the way the fat man died."
"Lying trough, isn't it, how much hatred, how much resentment."
"It will be very painful. This is a brutal blow to countless knives, and my face has been cut."
"Fatally wounded on his stomach, see it? Although it was blocked by a leather apron, there were blood stains and seven or eight holes."
public security bureau.
The moment the crackling keyboard stopped, Hu Rihua frowned, and then said in a deep voice:
"This man is called Zeng Daqiang and he is a pork vendor..."
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