Gamers Are Fierce Chapter 227: disappeared
Under the persuasion of the mason, Evil Wunian silently put away the pale yellow chewing gum,
Li Ang on the side couldn't help but wiped his forehead, patted his chest, and said with fear, "Young people today are so terrifying. I wasn't so impulsive when I was fighting guerrillas in Africa."
Dong Fengpo couldn't help but asked aloud, "Dude, did you go to Africa to fight guerrillas?"
"Yes."
Li Ang nodded and said, "I'm going to the talent market to recruit,
They said that it is good to work as a mercenary in the summer vacation. The company has a regular labor dispatch contract and also provides high accidental injury insurance.
You can go to the battlefield with an ak on your back, with 8,000 yuan a day and 800 high-temperature subsidy, the transfer on the same day is absolutely unambiguous,
Work is as fun as eating chicken.
I went and found out that on the battlefields on both sides were compatriots who teamed up to work as summer workers, and we shot into the sky in a tacit understanding. At the end of the day, no one died, and there was still money to be received.
Isn't the summer vacation coming to an end, I'll be back. "
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Dong Feng was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that Li Ang was talking nonsense. He glanced at him with painful eyes and said nothing. He turned around and followed the mason and others to search the hall.
The stonemason took the flower-shaped wall lamp from the wall, turned on the light bulb, and said, "The wood decoration used in the living room itself has a long history of at least more than 100 years,
Although the wall lamps are powered by wires, most of the wires buried in the walls are aging and the structure is quite primitive.
Well...it's tungsten incandescent, at least we can assume the house was last occupied in the early twentieth century. "
The reason why I say it is a hypothesis is that everyone is not sure whether the background setting of this scripted world is similar to Earth... If this is in a different world, then all special situations are possible.
"There is power, it proves there is power."
Evil Wunian said coldly: "Maybe we can follow the wires later and go to the power room or something to see if there are so-called abnormal organs there."
Click, click.
The clear shutter sounded, Evil Mind and the mason turned their heads and saw the forest cat holding a brand new instant camera (a traditional camera with rapid imaging, which can be printed immediately after taking a picture), standing Take a photo in the corner of the living room.
In an environment where all electronic devices fail, the Polaroid can work normally.
The forest cat took pictures on its own, passing all the printed photos to one side before putting them into the pockets hanging around his waist.
This Polaroid is not an ordinary camera, but a piece of equipment of excellent quality, named [Divination Polaroid]
It is possible to take pictures with prophecy - if the scene in the photo will have an abnormal event within ten minutes, the camera will blur the future picture in advance in the form of prophecy.
[Fortune-telling Polaroid] helped the forest cat to get through a lot of extremely dangerous predicaments, but its remarks are a bit inexplicable, and it is a line of very small characters: the realm of photography, those of you who only play with equipment will never understand .
I don't know what it means.
The forest cat noticed the gaze of his teammates, raised his head, shook his pale golden shawl hair, smiled calmly, and said to them: "Don't worry about me, you continue."
Evil Wunian and the mason continued to study the wall lamp, while Dong Fengpo held up a rather cumbersome large flashlight and looked towards the dark corridor on the second floor above the steps.
Li Ang stepped forward, looking like a curious baby, "Brother Feng, what are you looking at?"
"...Don't call me Brother Feng, okay? It feels weird."
Dong Fengpo's face flashed again with an expression of pain, and clenched his chin towards the dark corridor. "I saw that there are no rooms on both sides of the corridor. The structure and shape of the door panels there are not repeated." /
"Huh?"
Li Ang narrowed his eyes and observed it carefully for a while, and found that as Dong Fengpo said, the structure of the second floor is quite strange,
The door panels of the rooms on both sides of the corridor are of different shapes, colors, and sizes, and they do not match well when placed together.
Not only the room, but also the corridor itself is abnormal. There are one or two steps suddenly appearing in the corridor that should be flat.
There are also antique wooden floors in some places on the ceilings of the corridors, or one or two inexplicable glass windows.
"The structure of the corridor on the second floor is too chaotic, like countless rooms spliced together."
Dong Feng frowned tightly, "Did the owner of the house deliberately design it like this at the beginning of construction? Or was it caused by the abnormal organs in the mansion?"
"The owner of the house should be the oil painting hanging deep in the living room. The oil paintings of men and women hanging on the walls must also be descendants of the owner of the mansion.
This used to be an aristocratic family with a large population. "
Li Ang said indifferently: "But I checked the oil painting frame just now, and I didn't find the surname or family name on it. If you want to get more clues, you still have to search it in person."
"Hmm."
Dong Fengpo nodded, turned his head, and looked at Evil Wunian and the mason on the steps below, only to find that the two of them, together with the forest cat who should have been in the corner of the living room, disappeared without a trace. trace.
What's the matter? ! when? !
Dongfeng's broken spine and cold hairs stand up instantly. Those three people are all strong at Lv10 or above, with relatively luxurious equipment and skills.
Let's not talk about a mere mansion, even if an ordinary script boss comes in person, it is absolutely impossible to kill the three of them silently and instantly.
"Brother Li—"
Dong Fengpo seemed to realize something, and hurriedly turned his head to look beside him, but there was no trace of a living person beside him!
The Lv11 named Li Risheng disappeared beside him...
! !
Dongfeng Podeng tightened his body immediately, and took out the most powerful offensive equipment he had at the current stage from the backpack column—
A rare quality strong baseball bat ~IndoMTL.com~ The active effect is "Hit a perfect home run that can easily knock light enemies into the air".
Dong Fengpo gently placed the cumbersome flashlight on the ground, clenched the solid metal baseball bat with both hands, and dared not approach the wall any more.
Exhale, inhale.
In the hall, he is the only one left, the sound of your breathing, the surroundings are quiet, and the needle drop can be heard.
ZiZi——
The wall lamp flickers and emits a radio noise, from a warm and soft yellow light, gradually dimming, to red, dark red, scarlet.
In the dim environment, Dong Fengpo's pupils continued to expand, and he saw the hand-woven carpet spread on the living room floor, inexplicably slowly arched up and gradually deformed,
Like mud, like a paste, it slowly rises and outlines a human figure that almost fills the small half of the living room.