socalfunplaces Chapter 661 Liu Man's Fear
Chapter 661 Liu Man's Fear
"Lu Jing! You're looking for death!" Chu Yuan's reaction was extremely fast. Before he finished cursing, his burly body had already retreated half a step like a cannonball.
Then instead of retreating, he advanced and stomped his right foot hard.
With a loud "bang", the bluestone slab under Chu Yuan's feet exploded, and spider-web-like cracks spread wildly.
Amidst flying sand and gravel, he twisted his waist and hips, and with an iron fist wrapped in tactical gloves, carrying a terrifying force that was enough to shatter steel plates, he rushed towards the pale whip shadow!
It's not a block, it's a head-on attack!
"Bang-click!"
The dull sound of impact and the teeth-grinding sound of bone cracking exploded almost simultaneously, and the air was squeezed by the violent force into visible ripples.
The true form of the pale whip shadow was finally revealed - it was actually a strange bone whip made up of pale bones tightly connected together.
The tip of the whip was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, and at this moment it was hit hard by Chu Yuan's violent straight punch.
The enormous force caused several finger bones to be instantly covered with cracks, and even a small piece flew out directly, spinning and embedding into the trunk of a dead locust tree nearby.
The bone whip suddenly retracted as if in pain, and Lu Jing's figure also stopped a few meters away.
He was a little thin, wearing a loose black sweatshirt with the hood pulled down low, revealing only a pale, thin chin and two thin lips as red as blood.
Soon, Lu Jing raised his head, licked his lips, and let out a low, joyful laugh, like a poisonous snake rubbing on the sand: "Tsk tsk, Chu Manzi's fist is still so hard...
But, there will be a price to pay for breaking my 'little treasure', right?"
He shook his wrist, and the bone whip twisted and wrapped around his arm like a living thing. The broken finger bones slowly healed themselves with a creepy "crackling" sound.
Chu Yuan shook his wrist, which was numb from the shock, and his eyes were as fierce as an angry lion: "Mad dog! I couldn't kill you last time at the Frost Blood Altar, you are lucky!
This damn place is perfect for a grave for you bastard!"
The smell of gunpowder is so strong that it will explode.
The surrounding players, including a fat man who was so scared that he almost collapsed on the ground, subconsciously took a few steps back, fearing that they would be torn to pieces by the aftermath of the battle between the two evil spirits.
What the hell! Why was I assigned to the same group as these two?
Who among the players present didn't know Chu Yuan of the Dark Chaser Mercenary Group and Lu Jing, the "Fool"? These two were both renowned figures on the battle power rankings, yet they were still at odds with each other.
It can be said that even Xiao Jin, who is number one on the list, is not as popular as these two.
But at the same time, these two people are the ones that other players least want to meet.
One has no sense of right and wrong, and the other is a pervert who does whatever he wants. Either way, if you meet them, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck.
"Bad luck..." It was obvious that Liu Man, who had a gloomy face, thought the same.
Because of this interruption, I didn't hear the answer I wanted.
Xiao Jin's gaze was like the most sophisticated scanner, coldly sweeping across Chu Yuan's fist that contained explosive power, and then across the pure and twisted malice emanating from Lu Jing's strangely wriggling bone whip.
"The remaining energy field is stable, and the spatial folding point has solidified. The ambient humidity is 87%, the oxygen content is 17% lower than normal, and there is interference from unknown inert particles...
Preliminary assessment: a highly psychic, complex instance, danger level: A+."
At this moment, a calm and almost rigid voice sounded from behind Xiao Jin, with a strange calming power, instantly diluting the murderous intent that was about to break out again between Chu Yuan and Lu Jing.
Zhan Wenchen pushed the old-fashioned gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. His eyes behind the lenses were sharp and focused as he looked around at every detail of the old house.
He was wearing a washed-out beige windbreaker, had a slender figure, and a calm temperament that was completely out of place in this ghostland.
When his gaze swept over Xiao Jin, the eyes behind the lenses seemed to flash slightly, and he nodded very slightly as a greeting.
The same goes for Xiao Jin.
She couldn't help but feel relieved that at least it wasn't completely unreliable. This dungeon was obviously more puzzle-oriented, which wasn't her strong point.
The appearance of Zhan Wenchen did not cause much commotion, but the one who followed immediately after him caught the attention of both Xiao Jin and Liu Man.
He was a man in a well-tailored white suit, walking calmly on the messy gravel and dust on the ground.
He was tall and elegant, and there was a natural nobility in his steps, as if he was not stepping into a gloomy haunted house, but strolling in the dinner garden of some upper-class society.
There was a faint, just-right distant smile on the other person's face, and his eyes were as warm as jade, yet deep and unfathomable.
However, the moment Wen Baiqiu's figure came into Liu Man's sight——
Time seemed to freeze for a moment.
The cold disguise on Liu Man's face was instantly shattered like ice with a stone thrown into it!
Her bottomless eyes suddenly widened to the limit, and her pupils contracted violently, as if she saw a demon crawling out of hell.
All the coldness, sinisterness and temptation were replaced by a pure, bone-deep fear in a ten-thousandth of a second.
The face that still had charm suddenly lost all its color and became as pale as paper.
Liu Man couldn't even make a sound. Her body reacted before her consciousness did, and she staggered suddenly like a mouse burned by an iron.
She was almost in a panic, retreating into the shadows at the edge of the crowd as quickly as possible.
After hiding, Liu Man pressed her back against the cold and slippery wall, gasping for breath desperately, trying to completely immerse herself in the darkness. Her hands were clenched tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms.
"How could it be him... No... It's impossible... Isn't he dead?" Liu Man repeated in a low voice over and over again.
This drastic loss of composure was as fast as lightning, but it could not escape Xiao Jin's hawk-like eyes.
She accurately captured Liu Man's sudden change and embarrassed escape. In the shadows, Xiao Jin's brows were slightly furrowed.
Who is this man?
Not only did it make him feel a sense of familiarity, but it also made Liu Man show such a horrified expression of fear.
A hint of interest could not help but ignite quietly in Xiao Jin's cold eyes.
However, the two people on the other side who were about to fight put down their stances at the same time after seeing Wen Baiqiu.
After all, they don't want anyone to take advantage of them.
"Wow! What a coincidence! You're not dead yet?"
As soon as I heard these provocative words, I knew it was Lu Jing who said them.
"Squeak--Gah--"
Before Wen Baiqiu could open his mouth, a teeth-grinding sound, like the breaking of rotten wood, suddenly rang out.
Everyone looked back vigilantly.
The two heavy black lacquer doors of the old house, which were full of worm holes and dark brown stains, slowly opened inwards in full view of everyone!