Unlimited copy: I'm sick in an escape game

The black shadow kept twisting, as if sensing something, the black shadow's hand slowly stretched out from the wall, turning into a pale hand.

The man was leaning against the wall, sleeping soundly, suddenly unaware that the threat was coming.

The hand snapped around the man's neck and began to pull him into the wall.

"Ahhh-"

The man woke up, and found that he was pinched by a hand, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably.

"Help——" he shouted out with the last of his strength.

The man who was sleeping next to him just woke up and was still a little dazed. After hearing this movement, he lost all sleepiness. He held the man's arm with both hands, trying to pull him back, but the strength of the thing in the wall was too strong. big.

Song Jia exclaimed, "What is that?"

"Please, I don't want to die—ah..." The man being dragged looked at the person holding his arm in front of him with a face ashen ashes, and the hand holding his neck was even stronger, which made the man blush. His face turned blue, his lips were blue.

"Come and help me, I can't hold on anymore!"

Zhou Xiaochen got up quickly, but was stunned when he was about to pass.

Just for a short while, the man's accomplice couldn't hold on any longer, and weakly let go of his hand.

The man's eyes widened and he screamed silently. In the blink of an eye, he was pulled into the wall.

Zhou Xiaochen stood there in disbelief.

Under everyone's eyes, the two distorted shadows on the wall turned into three, and the extra shadow was in the same posture as the man who was pulled into the wall just now.

"Why don't you come and help me?" The man sitting on the ground panted slightly. He turned around and asked the rest of the people, "As long as there is one more person, he won't be pulled in!"

Zhou Xiaochen closed his eyes.After calming down, "I've already saved his life, so I don't want to waste my energy in vain."

Song Jia: "Don't expect me to do anything. When you guys push me out to take the blame, I'm no longer a gang with you."

"What about you?" The man looked at the fat man who was still sitting on the bed, "We helped you complete your task."

"That," the fat man leaned back, and said logically, "I'm so scared, my legs are weak and I can't walk."

The man sneered and shook his head again and again, "Shouldn't we help each other here? If someone is in danger again and everyone just takes care of themselves, will anyone pass the game?"

A calm and calm voice came out, "Instead of thinking so much, why not worry about yourself now."

The man turned his head suddenly, and the hand was about to touch him. At the very moment, he rolled on the ground a few times, and he didn't stop until his back touched the bed frame.

When he looked up, he saw a white ankle.

The hand stretched out longer and longer, and a black human figure came out from the wall, and under the illumination of the light, it turned into a human appearance.

Zhou Xiaochen was so shocked that she couldn't say a word, she backed away in disbelief, and when she touched the bed frame again, she just sat down on the bed.

Qi Nuo was not surprised by Zhou Xiaochen's reaction, but another person caught her attention, "Song Jia, why are you so scared?"

Song Jia was already trembling with fear, her expression flustered, she glanced at the door, and the thought of running out flashed in her mind, until she heard a voice, she calmed down again.

"He, he's coming, hell, isn't it normal to be afraid? Zhou Xiaochen," Song Jia shouted, "Is there anything you can do?!"

How could Zhou Xiaochen hear other people's voices? She opened her eyes and looked at the monster in front of her.

She couldn't figure it out, Xu Ziyan clearly had a life insurance card in his hand, why did it still look like this?Neither human nor ghost, would he still know pain?

Zhou Xiaochen was very tormented in his heart. If she didn't say such things in a fit of anger, Xu Ziyan would not die. All of this is because of her!

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaochen became even more motionless, as if he was calmly accepting the death sentence.

A long black edge shot out across the air and directly wrapped around "Xu Ziyan"'s neck. Countless small thorns grew instantly from the side of the bed, piercing into his flesh, making it impossible to break free.

Qi Nuo stepped on the cold ground with one foot, turned half a circle, grabbed the whip with the other hand, and pulled it back heavily, "Xu Ziyan" fell directly to the ground.

"Don't!" Zhou Xiaochen shouted violently, "Shen Wanwan, don't kill him!"