Cannon Fodder Battle Chapter 2025: It’s getting weirder

Tong Xinlan winked at Zheng Enming, then walked out of the greenhouse and knocked lightly on the door.

The man pruning the flower branches stopped moving and turned to look at her.

This man's face... was covered in oil paint, and he painted a clown's face, as if he was afraid that others would not be afraid of him.

Tong Xinlan pretended to be frightened, and took a breath, "Excuse me, is the owner of the bar here?"

"I am, what's the matter with you?"

"I...my skirt got dirty accidentally, Xiao Yan said, I can borrow a change from you."

"Xiaoyan? Ah, you mean the girl who always wears a white dress, what about her?" The man's tone was very gentle, but it was not as terrifying as the oil paint clown makeup on his face.

The situation of this boss, even ghost eyes can't see it. It's not clear whether this person is the ghost king or not.

Tong Xinlan didn't want to hurt Xu Yan, so she replied, "My brother is still inside, she went back to see my brother."

"Oh, this little girl is still so enthusiastic."

The man put down the scissors in his hand, looked at Tong Xinlan with a smile, sized her up, and showed dissatisfaction when his eyes touched the blue discordant stain on her chest, " Well, it really should be replaced, how can there be such a large piece of dirt on such a beautiful skirt?"

The boss opened the door of the glass room and invited, "Come in, there is a cloakroom in the innermost part of the flower room. There are many beautiful skirts in it. You can borrow whichever one you want. You can also borrow red skirts. , I brought them back from abroad, and they are more fashionable than domestic skirts.”

Why does a man have so many women's skirts? Tong Xinlan didn't ask.

The boss said that it was brought back from abroad, and she did not question it face to face.

Actually, she was even more skeptical that these skirts belonged to the victims.

The boss led the way. Tong Xinlan observed carefully and found that the flowers in the greenhouse were all normal, and there were no terrible corpses in the field. There were normal fertilizer bags beside the greenhouse.

The flowers in the glass greenhouse are real, fragile flowers in the greenhouse.

The flowers outside the greenhouse are all coquettish, raised by corpses, and full of eerie aura.

The same is for growing flowers, why did the boss deliberately separate these two areas?

There are also roses in this greenhouse.

Yes, no matter inside or outside the greenhouse, most of the flowers are roses.

This boss prefers roses.

So, since they are all rose flowers, why should they be treated differently?

Soon, I arrived at the cloakroom. This room is made of pure wood and has not been painted. It is very original.

The boss opened the door.

When the boss walked up, there was a squeak.

Tong Xinlan also stepped on it, and Zheng Enming went in with her.

There are indeed a lot of clothes in the cloakroom, not only men's clothes, but also ordinary women's clothes, there are also a lot of clothes.

Today, the amusement park was originally the theme of an anime carnival, so these clothes, some cosplay clothes, are obviously not the ones that existed 20 or 30 years ago.

These clothes are the clothes of the dead.

This boss has collected them all!

"Which one would you like to wear?"

The boss's hand slid across the hanger, and Tong Xinlan followed his movement, and saw a set of sailor suits with a nameplate on it that said Shan Fei.

Shan Fei, that was the tasker she met when she was playing the first game, the balloon shooting game. She was unlucky enough to get drawn to the discotheque and was directly teleported.

So, is she dead?

Her sailor suit becomes the perverted boss's trophy.

These clothes are very clean, there is no blood, and there are not even wrinkles. They look like they have been washed and ironed by someone.

Because Tong Xinlan didn't answer, the boss picked up a skirt and handed it over, "Look, how about this skirt, it's also bright red, it's very similar to the one you're wearing, but the version The shape will match your figure better, you still look better in a red skirt."

Tong Xinlan took the skirt and thanked politely, "Thank you, then I will wear this skirt."

"Can I trouble you to go out for a while? I want to change clothes." Tong Xinlan smiled shyly.

The corner of the boss's mouth was originally a clown look, but because he was very satisfied with Tong Xinlan's obedience, his smile was even more torn.

His mouth is indeed like a tearing woman, split open, and split below the ear.

The whole face is almost full of teeth and gums.

Tong Xinlan lowered her head, pretending not to see it.

"Then I'll go out and wait for you. You must be beautiful after changing your clothes."

The boss stepped back and left. When he left, he gave Zheng Enming a dangerous look.

Zheng Enming felt a force repulsing him in the cloakroom, so he had no choice but to leave with the boss.

Only Tong Xinlan was left in the room.

The lights in the cloakroom suddenly went out, leaving only the afterglow of the moonlight shining into the room through the glass window.

The clothes hanging on the hangers twisted.

They wriggled as if being put on by someone, and they screamed.

The red skirt that Tong Xinlan was holding also twisted up, a shadow filled the inside of the red skirt, and the skirt swelled up.

A pair of hands stretched out from the cuffs of the skirt and wrapped around Tong Xinlan.

"Put on me, put on me."

No one spoke, but all the clothes in the cloakroom were cheering.

Put me on!

Put me, wear me!

Tong Xinlan didn't throw away the hanger that supported the red dress.

She could see that these clothes were sealed by hangers, and there was an iron clip at each end of these hangers.

The iron clips clamped the sleeves, in fact, they clamped the shoulders of the souls of the people inside.

Tong Xinlan was not so frightened that she threw away the hanger.

She knew she should be safe now.

What can these ghosts do when they come out?

She went around the hanger ~IndoMTL.com~ and found several sets of clothes that belonged to the taskers.

She stopped in front of Shan Fei's sailor suit, and took down the hanger where Shan Fei's sailor suit was drying.

"Ah~, don't you want me anymore? I am the most beautiful! I am the most beautiful scarlet, the scarlet dress recommended by the master!"

The red skirt in Tong Xinlan's hands let out a scream of unwillingness.

The sailor skirt that belonged to Shan Fei groaned, "Are you going to take me away? Take me away, I'm afraid of this place, so I left here."

These things cannot be looked at with normal thinking, and the things in this dress may not be Shan Fei's soul.

Tong Xinlan asked the two clothes, "Who are you?"

The red skirt stopped the national scolding, "Who am I? Who am I? I... I don't know, it's been too long, I can't remember, I just want to get out of here."

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