MTL - I Wasn’t Born Lucky-Chapter 238

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The legs are now very angry. It feels that it has been insulted more than the splitting injury. It is no longer satisfied with just kicking. Later, it simply stepped on the game ghost with both legs, riveting enough strength and starting to do its best. Bouncing.

The game ghost was beaten up and curled up on the ground, with an inexplicable face and question marks.

Gan!

It really doesn't understand what this leg has to be angry. Isn't it the sad one? ! Full of expectation to be tricked into playing the game, as a result, who are the participants in this four-corner game?

I won’t talk about a pair of legs. The guy next to me who was watching a good show had a sticky red liquid dripping onto the ground from the corners of his clothes. Judging by its good night vision ability, this is simply blood!

And the one who has been crying, this skin color and this hair, is not human either.

As for the last one, it looks like a normal human being. Could it be those--

The game ghost was stunned when he thought of this.

It... seems to know where it is.

The strange talks of the word goddess.

And isn't that human being Moriarty who is very hot recently?

The game ghost relaxed its tight legs. It was originally prepared to take advantage of the weakest human being to sneak attack on him. Now it recognizes the identity of the opponent. It neatly gave up the idea and let its legs vent on it. , Waiting to return to the original world after the game is over.

Five minutes later, the game ghost disappeared due to the suspension of the four-corner game.

The rest of the leg rushed to the air, and the sole of the shaking foot was numb, and it stomped back and forth unhappily to alleviate the feeling.

In order to appease it, Xiao Li called Fu Zige from the small yellow book and whispered a few words to the KTV ghost.

Fu Zige was not very happy at first, his legs looked too irritable, don’t he? Gaming ghosts can hold them, his little microphone can’t hold such a violent kick, but Xiao Li explained later Next, he looked at the unparalleled Fu Jiang next to him and agreed to act as the host of the team building activity.

Just before floating, Fu Zige whispered in Xiao Li's ear: "However, Sherlock, you met me in reality and formed a group with Tan Li, and now you are here to have a carnival with another wave of ghosts. Party, are you kind of—"

Scum.

Although this analogy is not quite right, he really thought of the active playboy.

Fu Zige's question was not finished, and Xiao Li slapped him into the air.

He stabilized himself on the roof, coughed twice, and said loudly with his magnetic hoarse voice: "Since it is the leg, this contestant failed the four-corner game ghost, then it is the winner of this game! Let's Congratulations."

Fu Zige said and sang, "Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations, congratulations, congratulations."

It may be the first time that the leg has won such a honor. It was stunned to participate in such a competition. His legs were shy and unnaturally crossed into a girlish posture, and the original violent anger disappeared instantly. .

"Reward? The reward is..." Fu Zige glanced at Xiao Li, "Get the qualification to join the Hell Association!"

Legs: "..."

"Okay, the first game is over, then the next game, let me see the barrage——" Fu Zige floated automatically in front of Xiao Li's communicator,

[Guai Tan's team building site is in the ruling prison, which is really arrogant. 】

[Damn association? What is this? 】

[Sherlock himself is the president, it seems to be, I have heard of it. 】

[Then I also want to join, there is an old saying that is good, just join if you can't beat it. 】

[What kind of fairy, hide and seek, the ghost behind, and Miss Mary's phone, can all be operated. 】

[The ghost mentioned above, if you see it, run! ! 】

"Miss Mary's phone number, this name is very familiar, is it the Bloody Mary we know?" Fu Zige asked.

Xiao Li's voice is much smaller than Fu Zige's, but it is exceptionally clear and powerful: "No, it's another urban legend, also known as'Where is Miss Mary?"

[I’ll help you, Miss Mary’s phone number is 139XXXXXX232. 】

[Mo Cue me, I was so excited when I heard these two words. 】

[The beautiful evil spirit of Mary in front, could you please drink a glass of fresh human blood. 】

[Brother Uk. 】

[This popularity is no longer a strange talk about team building. It has developed to the scene of collective team building in the ghost world. I suspect that the goddess of text is secretly watching...]

[Text: My little ones. 】

Seeing that the barrage was moving in a strange direction, Fu Zige quickly put down the communicator again.

Xiao Li took out his mobile phone and just wanted to raise his head to ask who would play this game, only to see that Fu Jiang, who was leaning aside, had already answered the call.

Fu Jiang's long black hair fell down, and she impatiently opened the Liu Hai with her white fingers, listening to the beep on the phone, waiting for the other party to connect.

In fact, her mobile phone has no signal, but due to the special nature of this number, she can still dial out.

Soon, the phone went through.

A crisp girl voice came out from the receiver: "Hello, I am Miss Mary. I am in another world. After I connect my phone, I will always be close to you until I find you and replace you."

Fu Jiang chuckled, her voice was like sweet honey, full of allure, even for the same sex: "Well, well, I'll wait."

She hung up and waited for the call from Miss Mary.

Five minutes later, Fu Jiang's phone rang.

She pressed the connect button, and under the faint light of the phone, her face was as beautiful as a monster: "Hello?"

Miss Mary: "I am now in the gap in the passage, and I will immediately come to your world."

Fu Jiang raised the nail of her other hand and turned it back and forth. She seemed to be thinking about what manicures he would be going to do. She said, "I will give you a suggestion. It is the Internet age now, and we ghosts must also keep pace with the times. , You can develop your business through WeChat or QQ, and directly send a coordinate to locate it. How simple, do you have to call?"

Miss Mary was stunned and lost.

No one has ever made such a suggestion to her. Besides, her setting is not to make a step-by-step approach over the phone, from "100 meters from your house" to "under your house, open the door", and then to "I am here." You are under the bed", using such thrilling dialogues to arouse human fear?

Can this...can be changed?

Without waiting for Miss Mary to reply, Fu Jiang hung up again.

Xiao Li said: "Good advice, very practical."

Fu Jiang: "Of course."

Xiao Li: "Don't leave after a while, I need your help."

Fu Jiang snorted. Although she was dissatisfied, she did not directly refuse until the phone in her hand rang for the third time.

"Huh?"

Miss Mary: "Your world has no positioning, so I didn't post it. And, I just checked it. I saw your live broadcast. Say hello to Mr. Sherlock for me. I will shut down for a while."

Xiao Li: "..."

Not necessarily.

Just come in and play together, how nice?

They are not the kind of strange talk with special habit.

Fu Jiang hung up the phone. The famous beauty seemed to have some fun from it. Looking at Fu Zige, she showed an upside-down smile of all living beings and hooked the KTV ghost: "Next."

...

Time passed in the ghost game of the ghost story. When they were playing the seventh game, the iron window was suddenly opened from the outside, and the light was shining through the window, with a face stuck to the window and looking inside.

It belongs to the jailer and is observing the situation of the prisoners in the room.

But at this moment, even if it was it, looking at the ghosts and monsters in this room, he couldn't help but be stunned, his eyes were cracking, and the bloodshot outside his eye sockets was soaring, as if he had encountered something unbearable.

Especially when it opened the window, Fu Zige was playing the high pitch loudly, torturing the recruited ghost with the high pitch. It was singing especially the Qinghai-Tibet plateau.

Yaraso.

Cable.

The sudden appearance of the jailer interrupted him, and Fu Zige turned his head and stared at the horrible eyes of the jailer.

In almost two seconds, Xiao Li felt a pulling force, and in the next second, he was pulled from the thinking room by the jailer.

Oops, somehow people put this game over.

Xiao Li closed the little yellow book and sent the other ghosts back.

At the same time, there was a broadcast from overhead: "Prisoner 23024 caused harm, cancel the confinement of the confinement room, remember it once, and save it for the next hearing."

Court.

Ruling court?

Xiao Li turned around. By this time it was early morning. He walked back slowly along the passage while thinking about the information he had received last night.

The ghosts of the four-corner game can come in, and Pose Udu Rogoi and Xiao Huangben also said that they can invade the prison. This shows that entering is a very simple matter, but it has to affect the rules of the prison. It's hard.

Xiao Li passed through his own passage directly, but instead of going in, he went to the next floor, looking for Wang Huai.

Finally, he found Wang Huai in a room in the middle of the next floor.

This guy is also clever. Unlike Xiao Li, who was sent to the thinking room on the ground, he did not intend to escape from prison during this light-off time. Instead, he directly searched for the cleanest room and lay on the quilt, waiting. The arrival of the jailer.

Facts proved that his method worked. Wang Huai was lying on the bed and fell asleep soundly.

Xiao Li glanced at the time, opened the door, and relentlessly grabbed the quilt and pulled Wang Huai off the bed: "Wake up."

Almost at the moment when his body noticed the weightlessness, Wang Huai opened his eyes. Those eyes were so clear that no one would think he was still sleeping in the last second.

Wang Huai grabbed the foot of the bed, stood up, and patted the dust on his body: "Are you back so soon?"

Xiao Li: "Did you hear that?"

Wang Huai: "Yes, it came to me after your punishment broadcast was broadcast last night."

He didn't hear the announcement just this morning because he was asleep.

Xiao Li sat on the edge of Wang Huai's bed instead of the guest. He relaxed his back and leaned against the wall to reduce the heavier weight on his shoulders: "So when did you fall asleep?"

Wang Huai: "Just remember, it's nine to ten."

He raised his hand and clicked on his temple, then he suddenly looked around, and finally opened his own task book, tore a page from the end, crumpled it into small balls, and threw it in his mouth.

Xiao Li: "...what are you?"

"Too hungry." Wang Huai said.

He was chewing on the paper ball in his mouth, and his voice was vague: "I was looking at you just now, and there was an urge to kill you to eat meat, but I turned my attention and saw the soap and wanted to swallow it whole. it."

"Compared to the consequences of these two, eating paper is considered acceptable to me."

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