Chapter 977 Shengchun First People's Hospital 34

  Such maliciousness comes from the front.

  Such words frightened Yang Jie again.

   Boss Fu used her weak body to block him, expressionless, "Oh, really? I don't believe it."

  Liu Xiao...Liu Xiao gritted his teeth, "Just wait, you won't survive the last day."

  After she finished her last harsh words, she left angrily.

  Yang Jie heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, he patted his heart, "It's so scary, I thought she was going to charge towards us later."

"impossible."

  Fu Anan waved her hands when she heard the words, if Liu Xiao could kill people now, she wouldn't threaten her anymore.

  Everyone spent the afternoon safely.

   It's the most stressful night again. The players on the 6th and 7th floors are in danger tonight. At night, everyone did not sleep, quietly waiting for the arrival of that thing.

Da da da

  Footsteps sounded outside the door.

  Fu Anan sat up instantly, put her face on the observation window and looked out. The man had already walked through the door, and she saw only the last bit of white.

  Go up, go up!

  She put her hand on the doorknob, waiting for the players who came upstairs.

   A few minutes later, a panicked voice came, "Open the door, open the door quickly!"

  Fu Anan saw clearly the appearance of the running player, and opened the door the moment he ran. Wu Chenghai sat down nervously and tremblingly, some words were unclear for a while.

   "It's so, so scary."

  Recalling Liu Xiao's appearance during the day, Yang Jie nodded in agreement, it was indeed quite scary.

  Finding that he was the only one coming down, Yang Jie leaned over to look out the observation window again, "Is there another person?" He remembered that Wu Chenghai lived with another player.

"He is dead."

  Wu Chenghai’s frightening memory, “This time it was a rotten ghost who attacked us! He just touched Wang Zhi, and Wang Zhi had red spots all over his body, and then he died!”

  If the ghost was not chasing Wang Zhi at that time, he would have died.

   "This time the ghost is festering all over?"

  Fu Anan looked at him, "Speak more clearly."

   "It's the erythema of those patients outside."

  Wu Chenghai gestured to Fu An'an, "But the whole body is covered with that kind of erythema, which is so festered that there is no good skin. It is completely different from the one chasing you yesterday."

   Changed again?

  Fu Anan was taken aback after hearing this, thinking about who it might be this time. Thinking of the figure from the back just now, she had faint doubts.

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  The ninth day of the game, the eighth day of ordinary players

  This time, one person died on the 6th and 7th floors. Now including Fu An'an, there are still 19 players left.

   If the atmosphere was good yesterday, today is subtle. When Fu Anan arrived, they all looked over and surrounded her asking for help.

   "Now...you can only rely on yourself."

  The game will leave people alive, but it will not let people take advantage of loopholes everywhere. At this time, you can either rely on luck and bet that the NPC will not chase you tonight, or you can use your strength to throw people off with your skills.

  Fu An'an spread her hands, and she couldn't help with such matters as whether she could run past the NPC.

  After talking about this, Fu Anan stayed in the ward all day in order to prevent complications. Stay safe until the night, just waiting for the next difficulty to come.

  Yang Jie squatted in a corner, his eyes kept looking at the clock in the room. The hour hand is pointing to 12 and the minute hand is at 2.

  It's two o'clock in the morning.

  (end of this chapter)