Duan Ming walked out of the storage room slowly, and the group of people outside couldn't help taking two steps back, gasping for breath.

In the room just now, everyone could only rely on a glimmer of light to watch Duan Ming continue to attack ferociously, and the self-mutilating ghost was in a state of being unable to make a sound, only the sound of flesh and blood bursting into their ears.

In addition, the current him is covered in blood, many of which are still sticking to the hair strands and hanging down drop by drop. What is even more frightening is that the blood red eyes that were activated when the seventh gluttony eye was activated have not completely faded away, and the whole person looks pale. Like a demon returning from the abyss.

He Nian reacted and hurried forward: "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, don't worry." Duan Ming shook his head, "What time is it?"

Qiu Yu looked at his watch, and before he could make a sound, a scream came from the direction of the locker room.

"problem occurs!"

A group of people hurried towards it, and then slowed down after entering the building.

Duan Ming was in front, passing corners, and finally the door of the locker room came into view. Previously, there was only a gap in the door for observation, but now it is wide open. Zeng Yanliang is paralyzed in the corner of the corridor, clutching his right arm, On the arm, there was a long gash full of blood.

"Zeng Yanliang!"

Qiu Yu and the others rushed forward to check, while Duan Ming cautiously touched the door, peeked in quickly, and then suddenly widened his eyes in the next second.

I saw a metal wardrobe appearing in the originally vacant place, forming a neat row with other wardrobes.

But this wardrobe is slowly fading away, and it's clear that it's about to disappear again.

An urgent investigation.

[Name: Unable to detect]

[Level: Undetectable]

[Ghost Qi: Unable to detect]

[Friendliness: Undetectable]

[Target information: Unable to detect]

[Hint: Black dog urine can break this hidden rule. 】

At this time, everyone had already confirmed that Zeng Yanliang was fine, just a slightly serious injury. He Nian was the first to rush over, just in time to see the last phantom of the closet disappear.

"!!!"

"The disappearing No. 3 wardrobe really appeared!!!"

"Where is it?" The rest of the people gathered around, but there was no trace of the wardrobe in front of them.

He Nian spread his hands: "It's gone again."

He turned to Zeng Yanliang: "Why didn't you notify us when the closet appeared? Oh, by the way, where is Xiaobao? Wasn't he with you just now?"

Zeng Yanliang held his arms and stood up reluctantly: "The little guy has gone into the closet. He seems to be very familiar with the one in the closet. The strange ghost didn't hurt him, so he ran in."

"Xiaobao ran in?! But now the closet has disappeared! Then how do I get him back?"

He Nian said anxiously, but in a blink of an eye, he saw Duan Ming's eyes were red, and the tears couldn't stop flowing out.

He hugged Duan Ming's head to his chest: "Okay, okay, good boy, didn't Zeng Yanliang say that the little guy knows the guy inside, so there may not be any accidents, so don't worry about it... what the fuck Something!!! Big black mouse?"

"Wow!!!"

The black fan who appeared suddenly bared his teeth at He Nian, as if he was about to bite.

"Black fans!" Duan Ming stopped, wiping tears from He Nian's arms.

"Boss!!!"

The face-changing master went online again, his tail wagging like a phantom.

"What's your order, Boss? Hehehehe~"

Duan Ming: "Is there any urine?"

Black powder: "???"

"A little bit, not much."

"Go, put two bets on the open space among those tin boxes."

"yes!"

He is an old licking dog, and obedience has been deeply ingrained in his bones. As soon as Duan Ming finished speaking, the black fans rushed to the place where No. 3 wardrobe disappeared, and even pretended to show off his skills. He raised his legs high and did a handstand, stepping backward bit by bit.

Tick ​​~

Tick ​​~

Tick ​​~

That's three drops in total.

And one drop fell directly into his own mouth.

The black fan didn't dislike it either, he stuck his tongue in his mouth, spit out a big mouthful of stinky saliva, and ran back.

"Boss, luckily, how about it? It's okay, right?"

It does.

The two drops that fell fell directly on the ground, and did not spill into the disappearing area of ​​the wardrobe at all. On the contrary, the drop mixed with saliva, even though there was only one drop, made the blank space suddenly appear faint for a second or two. phantom.

Prove that this method is effective.

Duan Ming was overjoyed, and scratched Heifan's dog's head vigorously, and greeted: "Quick, go, pee more on that spot."

The black powder made a big face.

"I... Shall I try?"

"come on!"

This time, he walked slowly and slowly, after a long journey, the black fan raised his hind legs facing the position, and the expressions on his face were almost squeezed together. Finally...

Tick ​​~

He didn't even urinate in the right place, and fell directly on the ground again.

The black fan returned with a mournful face: "Boss, it really is gone."

The expectation on Duan Ming's face froze, and he exchanged glances with everyone behind him.

"It's troublesome, the method is to find the right one, and there are no resources."

At this time, He Nian suddenly slapped his head: "Hey? I remembered those nurses in the hospital, when they flicked the needle twice, water would come out. Do you think this principle is the same?"

The six faces were all stunned.

Then he turned around expectantly.

Black powder: "∑(O_O;)"

"You guys, don't mess around, woof!!! What year will I c your uncle!!!"

The six people are just a reasonable distribution.

One person with one leg, Duan Ming held down the dog's head, and covered the eyes of the black fan intimately, singing the song of chicken beauty in his ear.

With a serious face, He Nian looked at his colleagues and nodded, stretched out his finger, and flicked on the tender spot.

"Ahhhh!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

Classic scream.

Duan Ming feels distressed.

Sing more vigorously.

"Huh? It doesn't seem to work." He Nian murmured.

"Could it be that the strength is not enough?"

Black fans: "━Σ(Д|||)━"

"Ah!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!" "" "

"Or not."

"What year are you waiting for!" Ji Xian said suddenly, and then held down a dog's leg with one hand, and took out an iron tool from the boundary stone space with the other hand.

Have you heard of the brain-breaking metal spring version?

This thing is going to be two laps bigger.

The black fan now has no pupils in his eyes, only one dot left, struggling even harder, but was ruthlessly suppressed.

Duan Ming twisted his expression and watched He Nian take it.

"Will it be too cruel?"

He Nian tried it a few times by himself first, the elasticity was amazing, and he even grinned.

But soon he put away his expression and turned serious, and bowed deeply to the black fan.

"Uncle Black Fan, we owe you this time, and I promise to double compensate you in the future."

"Get ready! It's about to start!"

He Nian yelled with a serious face, his hand had already reached for the pink.

At this time, he suddenly felt a hot current rushing towards the door, and even a lot of it directly poured into his wide-open mouth.

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