Chapter 1008 (1/2)

After hearing the monster's roar, Tang San turned around and ran away. He felt that the monster's temper should have been good. If he was in the position of a monster. After learning that such an asshole slept with his sister. I'm afraid there won't be any roar when I come out.

But it will knock the bastard who slept with his sister unconscious with a silent stick, and then drag him back to torture slowly. People like this who say hello before rushing over already belong to the type of martial ethics.

While running away, Tang San is still thinking about life. The original owner of this body is Lester. What the hell is it? The monster's height is at least three meters, his muscles are twisted, and his head looks like a rotten sarcoma. You can imagine how his sister will be honored?

What kind of mentality does this security guard named Lester have as a species researcher. To be at ease with each other's sister. Even if you overcome moral condemnation, it will cause physical discomfort.

Tang San found that his confused thoughts would help him get rid of his fear. At least now his scare value is only about 70%.

Just wishful thinking can't get him out of the monster's pursuit. He runs and tries to open the door of the nearby ward. The monster is so big that if he gets into the ward, the other party should not come in.

But most of the doors won't open. Tang San opened the door while running, and finally found a door that could be opened. He had no time to think about it.

When the door was closed, there was a unwilling roar outside the back door. The other party really couldn't get in.

Tang San leaned against the door and gasped violently. At this time, he had time to be afraid. Not because of anything else, but because he found that his plug-in was offline. No matter how he tried and called, he could no longer see the interface with the plot written.

Lost the copy of the Raiders, he did not know how to choose and play. Other players don't have these things to help start a game from scratch. Let them get a little familiar with the process of the game. And deepen the understanding of the game. Even if you can't see the strategy, those players can make relatively correct judgments. At least not because there is no hint.

But Tang San is different. He has been playing with the strategy. He is like a student who has been copying his homework. How can you write it if you let him do his homework himself?

At this time, he leaned against the door, his brain was blank, and he didn't know what to do. Just before he thought about what he should do, he saw the white curtain suddenly lifted in the ward.

A dry palm stretched out from the inside and was extending in his direction. There's a needle in your palm. There are many, five or six of which are exposed. Looks like this guy's gonna be full of needles.

Tang San's brain was buzzing for a while. He only felt that he was dead. The frightened value ran up. There were wolves in front and tigers in the back. For a time, he was stiff in place and didn't dare to move.

If Tang San doesn't move, it doesn't mean that other things in the room won't move. With the extension of the withered palm, the curtain in the direction of the window was opened violently, and six consecutive blood fingerprints were snapped on the window glass.

Tang San felt that his mind was not very clear. He wanted to close the curtain quickly. But his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up at all. He could only stare at the blood fingerprints on the window for fear that some monster would suddenly appear outside the window.

Just then, in the window, his own reflection suddenly smiled at him. There was a strange laugh in my ears. Looking at myself smiling at myself in the mirror, the picture was simply strange.

Tang San only felt the darkness in front of him, and the scare value reached 100% in an instant. With a drip, he was forcibly disconnected