Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

The cold words spit out from his lips, and the man with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks softened his feet.

He called out, only to find that he didn't have the courage to escape at all!

If he runs away now, he will definitely kill him... A man who is full of unknowns about the future, but he is very sure of this.

He originally thought that this person would fall into a collapse, and finally the dead horse randomly chose a house as a living horse doctor, betting on a 1/20 probability while bemoaning his own fate. This is the most normal behavior, and it is also something that almost all players will do!

However, what he didn't expect was that that person would simply abstain!

What does outright abstention mean? Not abstaining means that he still wants to bet on the 1/20 possibility, and it also means that he is still struggling in the vortex of pain that is about to die, and he refuses to give up the last spider silk for survival. But directly abstaining, which means... this person no longer wants to live!

Men know exactly what those who want to live will do. But what people who give up their existence will do, no one knows!

As the saying goes, the poor are afraid of the horizontal, the horizontal is afraid of being dumbfounded, and the dumb is afraid of dying. But now this young man is a desperate lunatic!

What can't he do to a desperate madman? He is not afraid of any rules, and does not care about any possible obliteration. Anyway, he is going to die. It is better to go crazy on the last day of his life!

And he, as the object of this person's hatred, naturally bears the brunt!

The man doesn't know what this person will do to him, or what kind of revenge he will take - if he had known this, he would not have offended him. He really regretted it very much, why he didn't find this person before this... He's just a stubborn stubble!

Hard stubble approached him, the man's eyes widened in horror, but the young man did not attack him, but...

Pulled something out of the bag.

"Want to know what this is?" The young man squatted in front of him, holding a bright white stick between the index and middle fingers of his right hand.

The long white stick flew over his fingertips, and the man with the pointed mouth and monkey cheeks swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his wide eyes full of bloodshots. The young man grabbed his chin unceremoniously and dragged his tone: "Hey—when someone asks you a question, remember to answer well—"

This "ah" was dragged by him for a long time, almost ending with "na".

"Chopsticks." What followed was a firm and unequivocal voice, "This is a very common chopstick for eating."

"Want to know what a chopstick can be used for?" The young man's voice suddenly became very patient, "It's not like a knife, it has a sharp edge, and it doesn't want a spoon, it can be used to dig tunnels...Shh, don't Speak, and our story begins here."

"In 1979, a vicious serial murderer was arrested in Alabama. That man was a criminal genius. During his more than ten years of running and committing crimes, he used various tools, ropes, hoes, shovels, to kill more than 30 women." He said in an almost enticing tone, "This man was eventually sentenced to 210 years in prison by the court, given that he was in prison, and he was still in constant conflict with prisoners, considering this man There is a great risk lurking in him. He ended up being locked up in a mental hospital on the island."

"In the mental hospital, he was not allowed to see anyone. There was nothing in the room that he could use to kill himself, and the court made up his mind to keep him for 210 years. Not even knives and forks were provided. Give it to him. The only cutlery he's allowed to use is a pair of bamboo chopsticks."

There was a sudden great pressure on the man's cheeks. Lin Huai put one finger of his left hand on his temple, and pinched his chin with his thumb. He was so caught off guard that Lin Huai abruptly pulled him sideways.

And another cold thing, at this moment, was inserted into his ear hole!

The chopsticks were inserted shallowly into his ear holes. The man was still talking casually: "The only thing that deserves praise for this criminal who has been ignorant since he was a child is his genius in murder. His last work is a murder that no one thought of. method, and the one who was killed was himself—do you want to know how he committed suicide?"

"He aimed the bamboo chopsticks at his ear, and then—" Lin Huai pressed close to the man's ear, "Shoot hard! Bang!"

At that moment, his left hand slammed hard beside the bamboo chopsticks!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The man was shaking like a sieve, and the yellow liquid flowed down his soaked crotch.

"...The chopsticks penetrated his eardrums and pierced into his brain." Lin Huai stood up and looked down at the man who collapsed on the ground.

The chopstick was thrown to the ground by him, making a "dang bang" sound.

"Look, this feeling of being powerless, being slaughtered, and not knowing what will happen in the next moment—" the young man said softly, "it's called despair."

He bent down and smiled: "You want to die? Do you think it's no big deal? - I don't want you to die now. If I were you, I would find a place to hide and look forward to tomorrow. I'll find out, but - at seven o'clock tomorrow night, you're always going to that woman's house, aren't you?"

He patted the man's face twice, took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and left without looking back.

Du Chongshan witnessed the whole scene. He ignored the man who collapsed on the ground, thought for a while, dragged Lu Jin up, and followed Lin Huai into the Dahonglou.

"Hello!" he shouted from behind. "This really happened in prison?"

Lin Huai walked up the stairs without looking back: "I made it up."

Du Chongshan:  …

"...Who would use something like chopsticks to beg for death? Tsk, this is definitely the most terrifying and desperate way to commit suicide." Lin Huai said casually.

When he returned to the second floor, he saw a trace of transparent mucus on the ground, extending inward along the stairway to...

An ordinary man's room.

"Speaking of which," Du Chongshan said unintentionally, "before you guys came back, that tree man climbed back down the stairs and entered the house."

There were strands of mucus, like a lot of tiny algae floating around. Lin Huai, who was still scary just now, "..." for a moment, and consciously moved away from it.

"You really want to beat 115 evil spirits?" Du Chongshan was still behind him, "Can you do it? What do you think?"

"Why do you pay so much attention to me?" Lin Huai finally lost patience, "Are you busy?"

"How should I say, because you really have potential." Du Chongshan scratched his head, "If you didn't die, I would really like to invite you to join Chen Xing..."

Lin Huai: "...Are you referring to the organization that is full of traitors and you? Why should I join such an organization, because can it be reimbursed?"

"One thing to say, Chen Xing is very good. It is indeed the mercenary group with the most complete reimbursement system." Du Chongshan gave a thumbs up.

Lin Huai:  …

Inexplicably, he felt that this Du Chongshan seemed to want to make him work every day after recruiting him, cut him like a leek, and use it to get more reimbursement... So he just gave him a contemptuous look and dragged him away. Lu Jin entered the room.

As the saying goes, one person is hard to beat a hundred hands. It is indeed difficult to fight against a group of evil spirits. Lin Huai sat against the wall and thought about it all night.

In the middle of the night, a strange sound came from the ordinary man's room separated by a wall, as if something burst from the middle. Lin Huai didn't care about this.

'Or, get out of the city? ’

An idea popped into his mind. He remembered that the muscular man escaped from his daughter's country last night.

‘…Fleeing without a fight is not my style. ' He sighed inwardly and put a hand on his forehead, 'So...'

'When is Gundam coming? ’

After thinking about it for most of the night, he finally decided to take a nap before the sun came up. However, as soon as he left the wall he was leaning against and got up together, he felt a little dizzy.

Lin Huai: "?"

He always felt like he slipped a bit, which was so abnormal.

Another question suddenly appeared in his mind.

‘Since you can tell who is human and who is ghost just by ringing the wind chimes, what’s the use of setting numbers? ’

'And why, set the time of identification on the sixth day, but set the time of entering the room on the seventh day? ’

Meanwhile, on the island.

"Hooha...hooha...hooha..."

The muscular man gasped, his black tactical vest completely wet with sweat.

Seeing that the entrance of the stone cave had been completely covered by himself, he finally felt relieved.

He surveyed the interior of the cave. The interior of the cave was a dead end. There were no beasts, not even plants. The only thing there was was something like a thick black tree root that climbed on the stone wall. The roots of the tree seemed to extend from the top of the mountain, embedded in the stone wall, looking quiet and harmless.

Unlike the thrilling escape process, the muscle man's day on the island was peaceful.

There are no beasts to kill, and no evil spirits everywhere... The muscular man leaned against the stone wall and took out a water bag containing stream water from behind.

There was only a shallow layer of water left in the water bladder, and he had already drank the few pots of water he had tapped from the island stream in the daytime. He drank the last layer of water, leaned against the stone wall, and fell asleep.

The night is very quiet, and the tree roots in the stone cracks are also very quiet.

"Hu... hu... hu..."

The muscular man in the dream unconsciously scratched his chest.

"It's so itchy..."

He scratched a few times, always feeling that the skin on that part was a little strange. Then, he rolled over and fell asleep again.

"Screw... rustle..."

After he fell asleep, the black roots that were originally still started to move again.

Unlike the cumbersome silence of the muscular man when he was awake, at this moment, it deftly followed the stone crevice, all the way down, all the way to the other side's side.

and touched him gently.