absurd deduction game.

Chapter 494 The Concentration of the Dead Island's Strategy Exceeds the Standard

It seems that even if it is possessed by another person, the goal of "it" is still to awaken its sick young man with blood.

The young man immediately took a step back, keeping a scientific distance from Zhao Yijiu who didn't know what state he was in. The number 37 beside him was still in severe pain, but he also blocked half a step in front of him. He felt that even if he was in an injured state, he was better suited to confront the enemy head-on than a sick young man.

Yu Xing leisurely, just wanted Zhao Yijiu, who was obviously still able to control his body autonomously, to end the attack of the painting according to his command, but suddenly he was in a daze for a moment.

Vaguely, the corridors of the exhibition halls around him became wider, and the neon lights were lit up one by one, forming a bustling street. The light rain fell from the sky and hit his head, but there were no wet marks, but it was on his head. There was a "da" sound on the raincoat hat.

He stood at the crossroads, surrounded by people who couldn't see their faces clearly. The next moment, everything disappeared.

He saw the exhibition hall again, and saw the "Master's Works" next to them being admired by everyone, and... the knife in his hand.

Yu Xing let out a "hey" in his heart.

This ghost is a bit interesting. After trying it with Zhao Yijiu, it didn't work, so I decisively changed the candidate and chose to possess him.

He relaxed his body and looked at the muscular man No. 37 when he was possessed just now, but his body was under control and his mind was very clear. Then the ghost possessed him, and the result should be similar.

In the case of deliberately releasing water, he soon felt invisible threads appearing around his body, and those threads controlled his joints and muscles, driving him to make some actions that were contrary to the commands of his brain.

He didn't even need to guess, he knew that he must be as stiff and silent as the muscular man just now.

Sure enough, after Zhao Yijiu suddenly lost his sense of control, his first reaction was to look at Yu Xing, and saw the knife in Yu Xing's hand.

The problem is, after Yu Xing chatted with the sickly young man just now, their positions are already very close - almost as long as Yu Xing turns around, he can kill the sickly young man by surprise.

This should also be the reason why the ghost is so decisive. It doesn't care who it possesses, it only cares about whether it can complete the assassination it wants to carry out.

It wasn't until Zhao Yijiu met Yu Xing's playful eyes that he felt relieved.

This look, like Yu Xing's fake one, means that even if he doesn't have control over his body, Yu Xing knows it well.

The ill-tempered young man who had been staring at Zhao Yijiu, of course, quickly discovered the fact that the knife was missing. He froze for a moment, and then his face turned pale in shock. In addition to possessing cold wine, the next target must be his luck not far away!
A knife exuding yin and blood slashed at the position where he was standing just now. Yu Xing pulled out the knife, straightened his body, and bullied the sick young man with a speed and sensitivity beyond everyone's imagination. The ghost Attached to his back, the physical quality is naturally his own quality. The sickly young man and the muscular man No. 37 obviously did not expect it. Fortunately, this young man's body looks comparable to the sickly young man, and even paler. With such a powerful explosive power, he was approached in an instant.

Yu Xing squinted his eyes and let the ghost control his body movements. When the knife avoided the muscular man and pierced the sick young man's heart, he felt the ghost in his body reveal a kind of "happiness" and " supercilious" emotion.

It's like a headstrong killer, when he succeeds again, he takes all this for granted and has no challenge, and is complacent and proud of his own strength.

Gee.

Yu Xing just can't see people pretending to be coercive, even ghosts pretending to be coercive.

For the two experiencers who haven't recovered their abilities and sacrifices, Yu Xing is indeed at the boss level. That's because Yu Xing's own strength is not normal. When the more terrifying power in his body smashed away ruthlessly, he yelled in horror and unwillingness: "Fortunately! You promised!"

The ill-tempered young man was also terrified in shock. He never thought that the saying that people should not be judged by their appearance could be verified to such an extent. The tip of the knife had already pierced his clothes, and the next moment it was his skin and heart——

He closed his eyes in despair.

The surrounding crowd booed excitedly, regardless of their "aristocratic demeanor", as if even wearing a bright coat, they still could not conceal the chaotic and dirty nature.

However, the pain that the sick young man imagined did not come, and Yu Xing stopped his hand firmly.

When the ghost in his body didn't react, Yu Xing withdrew his kindness to the ghost. The power of the curse flowed through his limbs and bones. When he was in such a close contact with the ghost, his curse power was already in a riot state, and the coldness extended into his blood. , which also made that ghost even more powerless to resist.

Surviving the attack of ghosts is very likely to have temporary safety. It would be a good choice to send the painting to the third floor while it is safe.

But Yu Xing has already completed a "repainting". When he brought the water ghost's heart to the shore in the painting of the dark river, the water ghost's wish was fulfilled, and the surface of the painting was changed to another painting. In one way, the water ghost would never attack again.

As long as the wish of the ghost can be fulfilled once and for all, isn't it better than always being careful of the ghost attacking again?
Yu Xing was afraid that the ghost would be scared away by the curse power in his body, so he let the ghost manipulate his body for a while. Now he is very close to the sick young man, even closer to the painting itself!
He suppressed the ghost possessing him, raised the knife in his hand, bent his body and slid across the isolation zone in front of the oil painting, and stabbed the thin man in white in front of the killer in the oil painting with precision and decisiveness. The above action, the target of the killer itself is this person.

After being stabbed with a knife, there was a scream in the oil painting, and the man in white sprayed out bright red paint and fell to the street.

After the painting was changed, Yu Xing lightened up, and the ghost possessed him disappeared in an instant. Together with the knife in his hand, it floated back onto the painting with a trace of yin energy.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Yijiu had doubts about life in his eyes.

There were three words written brightly in his eyes - is this okay?

The sickly young man was also stunned. He never expected that there would be such a development... This had something to do with his words that he hadn't changed the painting. There was a trace of sincere admiration.

"This is...?" He couldn't help but want to confirm.

"It's solved." Yu Xing blinked at him, and then looked at the muscular man again, "You're right, I promised you this, so your promise must count?"

Before the muscular man and sick young man could react, he reached out and took the painting off the wall, and said to Zhao Yijiu, "Brother Jiu, it's yours."

"..." The ill-tempered young man couldn't put his words into words, the meaning of luck was not too obvious, the admiration he had just produced turned into helplessness, "It is indeed you who won."

They just promised that they would give Yu Xing a chance not to hold grudges against each other even if Yu Xing took the ownership of the painting.

This person is so strong, it is reasonable, he saved them just now, how can they not hold grudges against each other.

"The painting is yours." The muscular man also admitted.

"I like trustworthy people the most, you guys are not bad." Yu Xing raised his eyebrows, and once again stuffed the oil painting into Zhao Yijiu's hands, "Then let's go~"

He had already turned around and was about to go to the stairs leading to the third floor, when the sickly young man hurriedly stopped him: "If there is a chance in the future, I hope we can have a cooperative relationship."

Yu Xing turned his head: "Well... depending on my mood, at least you can't be so weak."

"...we...we are still very strong if we get the sacrifice." Being questioned about his strength, the sickly young man was a little ashamed. This time he was indeed too weak. If he can cooperate, he is also the one who is holding back, "My title is Bloodborne."

He pointed to the muscular man beside him: "His name is Killer 37."

"It's a little bit hard to be a killer with this quality." Yu Xing smiled on the surface and complained about the title of the muscular man. In fact, he paid more attention to the title "Blood Source" of the sickly young man. These two words can be seen at a glance. It's not a simple thing, I'm afraid this young man who looks sickly and weak will be a very tricky role after regaining his abilities.

The slight desire to protect that arose when I first saw this young man was probably not due to his status, but rather his own ability.

blood...

"I'm good at firearms." Killer No. 37 touched his head, interrupting Yu Xing's thoughts. He pouted, "Sniper rifle, so you can't deny my strength as a killer!"

"You're just telling me that? The killer is just so wary?" Yu Xing thought this man was interesting, and couldn't help but want to tease him.

"The appropriate gift message is the sincerity of the killer to the partner." No. 37 said solemnly.

Yu Xing: "Hey, when will I agree to be your cooperation..."

Zhao Yijiu coughed lightly: "Lucky."

Yu Xing reacted: "Ah, that's right, we should go up."

After finishing speaking, the two didn't waste any more time, leaving only a group of disappointed onlookers to disperse, saying "No one is dead", and Sick Blood Source and Brother Killer stood on the ground and looked at each other.

Finally, Brother Killer asked: "Just now, what did Leng Jiu say? Why didn't I hear him say he was going up?"

Blood Source tilted his head: "He said luck."

"..." The two stood for a while longer, feeling that it would be foolish to repeat the last few words.

The main reason is that they have nothing else to do, and the trip to the art museum that they were looking forward to turned out to be so dangerous and unexpected.

Bloodborne heaved a final sigh.

"Forget it, let's go back as soon as the time is up. Going to an unknown place through the mirror is really too risky. We should gradually check around from the base, maybe the difficulty will not be so faulty."

"That's right. I don't know if the mad doctor and the chess player will find trouble with luck and cold drinks. Neither of these two people are easy to get along with, especially the chess player..." Brother Killer was free by himself, and Start worrying about other experiencers.

"I guess, no." Xueyuan looked at this corridor with no other outsiders, lost interest, and when he was not accompanied by danger around him, his temperament became more prominent, "Xing told us about the information exchange just now. He expressed no interest at all, do you think he would refuse so thoroughly when he has no partner?"

"I guess, when Xing and Lengjiu first arrived at the art museum, the chess player has already been in contact with them. The chess player will not let go of things that cannot be controlled until now. The guy holding the rabbit... It will only keep fellow travelers alive under his nose."

"You mean, the crazy doctor's team and Xing have already cooperated?" Brother Killer was slightly surprised, "When the container came over to pass the message just now, he mentioned the prey, and he said that the prey just watched the whole world in the painting from a distance. According to you, at that time, the prey and Xing were actually in a cooperative relationship, even if Xing was really going to be killed by the chef, the prey would help?"

"Eighty percent." Xue Yuan nodded and sighed again, "I don't know whether it should be said that the mad doctor team took the first opportunity, or fortunately was good at planning... It's a pity, if possible, I also want to cooperate with fortunately." Cooperative, he's strong, on the same side, would be a great friend."

"There is no conflict between us and the mad doctor. The big deal is that we all work together." Killer Zhong shrugged.

"You're right. I'm just sighing. On Dead Island, I'm afraid the concentration of the strategy has exceeded the standard." A faint smile appeared on the blood source's sick face, "Look at his appearance... his identity is either a patient or It’s a polluting body—it’s really brave to challenge the difficulty.”

The killer paused when he heard the speculation of the blood source. He didn't know how the blood source knew the identity of the polluting body. He didn't dare to ask, so he could only say: "What are we doing now?"

"Go to the lounge." Xue Yuan said, "Go to sleep."

……

For Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu's second visit, the person in charge of the museum seemed a little surprised.

A painter inside asked: "Why are you again?"

The person in charge cleared his throat: "...Congratulations, you have once again brought us a result that is suspected to be a fake. If you find it correctly, this is the fourth one."

Already four?Yu Xing silently raised the evaluation of the experiencer's overall strength to a higher level.

"Please submit the painting to us for verification. If it is successful, this gentleman—" The person in charge looked at Zhao Yijiu. He had hinted that Zhao Yijiu killed Yu Xing with a knife before, but he still held a grudge in his heart. Looking at it now, it is not at all how deep the friendship of this person's teammates is, but that they believe that they can still get more places.

He said in a thick voice: "I believe that your companion has already told you why there are fakes, this time I will..."

Zhao Yijiu: "Although I already know it, I still want to hear you say it again."

In the dark, Zhao Yijiu's eyesight was much better than Yu Xing's. He clearly saw the somewhat dry lips of the person in charge, like a capitalist who had given a speech all day without drinking a sip of water. Zhao Yijiu said indifferently and clearly : "Please tell me everything in as much detail as possible. I like to listen to stories."

The already blurred face of the person in charge became even more blurred.

Yu Xing thought, who did this guy learn from, good or bad.

(End of this chapter)