Chapter 985: Shengchun First People's Hospital 42

Chapter 985 Shengchun First People's Hospital 42

Thinking of the mountain of corpses under the hospital building, I can't help but feel chills down my back.

She quickly rushed to the stairs, looking down from the top.

In the stairwell, a dense black mist was rapidly spreading upwards with howling ghosts and wolves. The tiles on the floor and the walls were scratched white, and a layer of skin was peeled off, revealing the dark cement inside. The desks, beds and chairs in the hospital instantly turned into powder when they met the black mist. They carried the aura of destroying everything. Before they arrived, a layer of frost condensed in front of them.

They have reached the fourth floor.

"Go, go!"

Everyone ran upstairs.

He went up to the sixth floor in one breath and went straight to the 11th floor.

Looking at the black mist still on the 7th floor, Fu Anan asked people to separate, and looked around the building from the windows. Not only inside the building, the black mist has already spread outside, and the entire building is covered by black mist.

It is impossible to escape outside, so I can only continue to go up.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Someone suddenly yelled at this time, and a few more players ran downstairs, they were the group of players surnamed Zhao.

Really, there is no escape!

She couldn't help but think about other things, and the movements of her hands kept speeding up. At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared above the head.

When she lifted her head up, a broken cheek appeared, and the blood on it dripped onto her cheek, sticky and smelly.

It's Liu Xiao!

It's not just Liu Xiao.

The walls are covered with ghosts in the same posture as her, besides her, there are also Chen Die, and the medical staff who were killed by the gangsters I saw in the illusion just now.

Liu Xiao showed a ferocious smile on his scratched face, "I told you, you can't escape."

Her pointed nails stretched out, and her fingers pressed against the top of Fu Anan's head. There was a perverted smile on her face. She wanted to torture Fu An'an slowly and let her die slowly!

Now there are three or five people hanging on the outer wall. Except for the player who just stepped on the window with one foot, everyone else is a turtle in the urn, and it is too late to escape.

The players trapped in the outer wall are all desperate.

They want to survive, unless there is a means to reach the sky! At this time, Fu An'an himself was in danger of dying.