Chapter 77 He escaped again.
The immobilizing effect of the five coffin nails was really overbearing. This kind of rule-based prop almost solidified Duan Ming's entire body into a statue. Naturally, the transparent hand that was tightly clamped was also helpless. Move half a minute.
What frightens the ghost in the mirror is that now that he is subdued, the cosmetic mirror in front of him is his real body. If the big man really covers the entire mirror, the scene will reappear in the real world.
"No, don't!" His mind went blank and he couldn't help shouting.
He Nian was still a little confused at first, but when he saw the reaction of the ghost in the mirror, he became interested. He pulled the black cloth and covered the mirror, covering it tightly.
It wasn't over yet. He rummaged around in the storage room and found several pieces of cloth to cover three or four layers in succession. He also tied the hem with a rope and fixed it. Then he clapped his hands and walked towards Duan Ming.
Duan Ming's move was really cruel to him. Several nails penetrated almost four to five centimeters into his body. He Nian looked at it and felt heartbroken. He once again made sure that the mirror was covered, and then pulled out the five coffin nails.
As soon as the nail was separated from his body, the remaining blood of his life was resurrected, and the heartbreaking pain from his shoulder made him grit his teeth.
He Nian asked: "Then what should we do now?"
"Beat me! Hiss~"
As he said that, Duan Ming bore the brunt of the attack. He kicked the mirror over viciously and stamped on the ground. Suddenly there was a burst of misery. Call.
Familiar picture.
Only this time the big guy He Nian was added.
The ghost in the mirror screamed even more miserably.
After entering the fierce ghost level, he can still use a little bit of ghost energy when he is claustrophobic, otherwise he would not be able to pull off the covering cloth when he was completely covered before.
But it was also said.
Yes slightly.
Now he can bully even He Nian, a wandering soul, at will.
"That's enough, don't force me!"
The ghost in the mirror suddenly shouted, and no longer gave Duan Ming time to react as before, he immediately launched his method, and only heard the sound of broken glass coming from the black cloth. Several pieces of glass shards slipped out of the black cloth.
He wanted to escape again.
Duan Ming frowned: "I told you last time, it's enough for you!"
He immediately leaned down and held down the broken glass with both hands. The blue light of the time jump shone in the palm of his hand. In an instant, all the glass shards returned to the original path and started again. Combined into a complete grooming mirror.
"Keep beating me!"
Duan Ming commanded He Nian, and then took out the specially made Indian oil of the mysterious world and put a drop of it on the mirror.
"I'll break you."
"What!"
The ghost in the mirror was stunned by this series of operations. Can he still put a broken mirror back together? What method is this?
But the next second he decided to repeat his old tricks. As long as he could escape from the clutches of the devil for a second, he could escape.
But...
"What!" again
"Why did the mirror become so hard?!"
He was completely at a loss. His screams were drowned in the cordial greetings of the polite duo, and even the six people in the small group behind were greeted by Duan Ming. Fighting on wheels.
The passive effect of level 9 hand speed probably also had a certain impact on his feet. At this moment, Duan Ming had a cruel expression on his face and stepped on it like crazy, turning his feet into ghosts.
Half an hour later, the friends were panting and stopped, and the miserable screams of the ghost in the mirror were still heard in Heibei.
"Hey!" Duan Ming kicked the mirror, "You've stopped, what's the ghost's name?"
"Ah? Oh." The ghost in the mirror had to shut up and didn't even dare to make a sound.
After taking a breath, Duan Ming kicked him again: "Tell me, what kind of seeds did you plant for Han Lingling that time?" "
What? What kind of seeds? What are you talking about?"
"Still pretending! Brothers Keep going!"
Another five minutes.
Ji Xian's face was a bit paler than the others, and he was almost exhausted. He held his waist and gasped for air.
Duan Ming condescendingly said with a cold face: "You said not to say? I can do this all day."
The ghost in the mirror: "I..."
"Brothers..."
"I said! I said! I said!" The six people stared at each other eagerly. .
After a moment of silence, the ghost in the mirror finally spoke up, with a cry in his voice: "What did I say? I just listened to Mr. Ren's instructions to do things. I don't know what the seeds are and what they are for."
Duan Ming just raised his head . He stood up and his expression became confused: "Mr. Wenren? Who is it?"
I had never heard of this person at all.
Could he be the manipulator behind the seed conspiracy?
Just when he was stunned for a moment, the grooming mirror under his feet suddenly began to tremble violently.
"Want to play tricks again?"
Duan Ming snorted coldly, and blue light began to appear on his palms, but before he could lean down, all movement stopped.
"Damn it, aren't you using some high-end props again?"
He urgently took out the red toilet paper and opened it to cover it. Sure enough, everything in the mirror was as usual, except for the ghost in the mirror, and his face suddenly looked ugly.
Duan Ming has always had a great hatred for the ghost in the mirror. His previous actions were just to get more information about the seeds, but now not only was the information missing, but he also got away with it.
Oh no, it wasn't like he had found nothing. At least he was now completely sure that the seeds in Han Lingling were really controlled by someone behind the scenes.
The back molars are going to be crushed, damn!
When others saw Duan Ming's appearance, they wisely did not come forward to disturb him. Finally, after a few minutes, he adjusted his mentality and faced everyone.
"I've made everyone worried."
He Nian stepped forward and said, "Are you okay?"
"It's not too good, but there's nothing we can do about it. Let's not talk about it anymore. Let's go out and wait for me outside."
"What's wrong?"
Yu Xiaoshuang Without further ado, Ji Xian walked out first, without asking any questions to follow him. Soon, only Duan Ming was left in the storage room.
The ghost story mission must continue.
He is looking for the grooming mirror ghost.
The prompt content said that he could transfer the carrier after the original container had an accident. Since the grooming mirror was later occupied by the ghost dove in the mirror, it should have been transferred to other mirrors. It is very likely that it is in this storage room and is still in it. Otherwise, if so many people had become his "targets" just now, his strange passive death rule would have been triggered long ago.
This is also the reason for calling everyone out.
Fortunately, there weren't many things in the storage room. After rummaging around, he found the grooming mirror ghost in a palm-sized makeup mirror. But now he was weak and his eyes were closed. He must have been... The stinky gangster, the Ghost in the Mirror, was injured.
After thinking about it, Duan Ming put the makeup mirror in his pocket and left the storage room.
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Official financial community.
Building B, sixth floor.
The man was standing in front of the window, his face still unclear, and the sounds of kowtows could be heard constantly in the darkness behind him.
It's the ghost in the mirror.
"Thank you, Mr. Wenren...Thank you, Mr. Wenren..."
The man said softly: "It doesn't matter, if you hadn't called my name, I wouldn't have been able to find you so quickly and accurately."
The ghost in the mirror suddenly panicked. Silenced.
The betrayal was discovered.
"Don't be nervous." The man's voice seemed to have always been gentle and friendly.
"To be honest, I want to thank you."
"I just saw him up close through your perspective. I didn't expect..." "
I really didn't expect it~"
"Hahahahahahahaha!!!"
in the mirror The ghost had a dull expression.
Mr. Wenren, who had always been known for his gentleness and elegance, was now in a state of madness.
(End of chapter)