Weird Regulator

The moment he climbed onto the gaming table, Ji Li understood that there was no longer a winner here.

Even if he made the right bet this time.

The original interrogation location of the Fourth Branch was on the twelfth floor of Shenmuduan Mall. When something went wrong during the interrogation process, the ghost attacked early.

The middle-aged man named "Hu Li" became the first unlucky man in the fourth branch to die at the hands of the string ghost.

Xue Tinghai didn't know that the corpses of the clerks would play a role in resisting the attacks of ghosts in this mission, so he put Hu Li's corpse and the string puller's corpse together for convenience.

Now that Ji Li has survived, I wonder if Xue Tinghai, who is miles away, will have any regrets about this.

The thread-carrying ghost left, including the threads wrapped around Ji Li's lower body that had spread to his upper body, and they were also evacuated. This was all due to the effect of Hu Li's corpse.

The clerk's body was a life-saving charm.

Now it is extremely conclusive, and it will also be of great help to the future mission process.

Ji Li rubbed his eyes vigorously, and the blood on his fingertips was stained on half of his face. He struggled to stand up.

But he has already discovered that his right leg cannot exert any strength at all. His ligaments have been broken, and the soles of his feet can no longer support his body to ensure balance.

Ji Li let out a sigh of relief, took out the cigarette case from his arms, and lit a cigarette for himself.

Looking at the strange man's body on the ground, he understood that he would always follow him.

So Ji Li took out a knife and started cutting Hu Li's body. Then he pulled out a black canvas bag and put the dismembered Hu Li in it.

Ji Li did not dare to divide the head, torso, arms, and legs into too many pieces, fearing that the effect would be lost.

Time was passing by, Ji Li was no longer looking forward to Fang Shenyan's arrival, that man was no longer useful to him.

The string-pulling ghost can't kill Ji Li, so now he can only kill Mei Sheng.

But these have nothing to do with Ji Li. He is immersed in the work of dismembering corpses, which is also very tiring.

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Mei Sheng couldn't get out at the moment. The gate was originally guarded by models. Although she was no longer afraid of the models, after the string ghost arrived, she fell into the barrier.

She no longer had the ability to break out, and no one from the outside except Fang Shenyan would come back at this time.

She could only try her best to hope that Ji Li could prolong the time longer, but unfortunately it backfired.

Mei Sheng realized something was wrong when she noticed that her arms, head, and legs were all stiff at the same time.

But this time, the string ghost gave her no room or chance to operate, because only a few of the models were killed.

Mei Sheng's brain could still think, and she was facing the revolving door of Shenmutuan Mall.

She could see the wind and snow outside. The fog had already risen, and the visibility was less than a few steps. It was a heavy snow.

Suddenly, a warm yellow light appeared in Mei Sheng's field of vision, which was a car light.

From the initial distance to the approach, it was a motorcycle, including the roar of a powerful engine that shook the glass to the point of trembling.

The motorcycle never slowed down, and the person even stepped on the accelerator. It seemed that he didn't know that he was about to hit the mall door, or maybe he had known it for a long time.

When Mei Sheng was not far from death, the motorcycle finally hit the door!

The fierce collision between the cold glass and the hot machine, and the howling wind from the outside stimulated the adrenaline of the living people, causing even Mei Sheng, the controlled body, to tremble.

A man dressed in black was lying prone on the high-speed motorcycle, holding the handlebars tightly with both hands, and slammed in from the outside with the wind and snow!

The glass shattered, the motorcycle's violent slide on the tiles was too harsh, and the man carrying a huge backpack also rolled in.

At the same time that Mei Sheng saw her neck rotating a little, the black bag was thrown towards her body.

The contents of the black bag were extremely heavy, like the weight of a living person, but not as heavy.

Because it was a dead man.

Mei Sheng was rescued, and it was Fang Shenyan who rescued her.

But Fang Shenyan's expression was very bad. He watched the string ghost slowly disappear from the place with hatred towards him.

He hated his mobility. He should have arrived five minutes ago, but because of that damn blizzard, he was stuck on the viaduct.

Fang Shenyan's steps were a little weak. Although the vigorous exercise just now looked cool, his physical fitness was no longer what it was before. He had already used sinful substances twice.

This is just a way for him to try his best to get there quickly. If he has the choice, he still hopes not to use this method.

"Where's Ji Li?"

Fang Shenyan coughed a few times, bent down and grabbed the black bag on the ground, but did not help Mei Sheng, who also fell to the ground.

Mei Sheng also had chest tightness and shortness of breath at this time. Although Chi Rou's body had been processed, it still weighed forty or fifty kilograms, and the feeling of being smashed was unpleasant.

"Cough cough cough..."

So she stood up and coughed a few times, but did not answer Fang Shenyan's question.

This made Fang Shenyan frown. He didn't understand what was going on in the Shenmutuan Shopping Mall, but he could tell from the wreckage all over the place how serious the matter would be.

Otherwise, given Ji Li's ability, he would not have made two emergency calls to him.

About ten minutes later, a limping figure covered in blood slowly fell from the elevator.

Ji Li still had the same long hair, and it was a little sticky because it was stained with a lot of blood, most of which was his own, because dead people don't bleed much.

Since the windbreaker is pure black, except for some traces of dust, it doesn't look too messy at first glance.

But the most eye-catching thing is that Ji Li is using a cane this time, and his right leg drooping on the ground will drag out a conspicuous blood mark with every step he takes.

In his right hand was a huge black bag, dripping with blood.

Ji Li's appearance in this appearance was beyond everyone's expectations, and his shaky appearance showed that he was in a very bad situation.

His right leg looked useless and he could only use crutches. The black bag on his right hand was dripping with blood and weighed so much that he couldn't even lift it.

Although Ji Li looked seriously injured on the surface, it was actually just a problem with his right leg. With the help of crutches, walking was no problem.

He glanced at the embarrassed Mei Sheng and smiled softly: "I thought you were going to die."

Mei Sheng glanced back coldly: "I disappoint you."

Fang Shenyan put the package containing the corpse on his shoulder, tilted his head and looked at Ji Li strangely, and said after a long time:

"This look is quite unique and fits your temperament."