The male protagonist survives in the infinite game by supporting his wife

Chapter 126: Deceased Wife (14)

This is what it means to have a chill rushing straight to the top of your head.

Cheng Youan was so exhausted that his scalp went numb just thinking about the scene.

It would be better for him to see the ghost girl's face directly in the mirror.

Shi Jinzhe was happy to see him like this, and while Cheng Youan was still in shock, he continued to ask, "What are the characteristics of the female ghost?"

Cheng Youan didn't want to recall that scene, but his brain didn't listen to him at all.

When someone asked me a question, I answered, "My long hair is draped over my shoulders."

"continue."

"No more." He didn't dare to look any longer. Just one glance was enough to scare him so much that he couldn't sleep all night.

Shi Jinzhe sighed in disappointment and looked at Liu Run again, "What about you? What did you see yesterday?"

Liu Run: "Just what I said."

"Okay." Shi Jinzhe stepped aside and said, "Shehe, you come."

Shehe took out the syringe in his hand, which increased the pain sensation by 300%, just right for Cheng Youan.

She held the syringe firmly and pressed with her thumb. The cool, clear liquid was pushed into a full water ball by the pressure, hanging on the tip of the sharp needle, about to fall off.

The infinitely magnified pain was what Cheng Youan should have borne originally, and now he was just making up for it.

Seeing the syringe getting closer and closer, Cheng Youan, contrary to his usual behavior, did not show any fear. Instead, he stretched out his arm with a hopeful look on his face.

Liu Run pulled him back.

Cheng Youan is stupid, why isn't he hiding?

This syringe looks like a prop. Who knows what will happen if it is injected into the body.

Shehe kicked Liu Run, who was in the way, again and kicked him away.

Ignoring Cheng Youan's outstretched arm, Sheh stabbed his carotid artery without any skill, not caring whether Cheng Youan lived or died.

The stiff arm was caught by Shi Jinzhe before it fell, and he rolled up Cheng Youan's sleeves.

There were a few mottled purple marks and tiny pinholes on it.

Shi Jinzhe slowly raised his eyes. Cheng Youan's body shook violently at the moment Shehe pulled out the needle because of the increased pain.

I feel weak, my complexion is bad, and I have a bad temper. These are not new symptoms.

The last time I saw Cheng Youan in the mall, he had blue eyes and looked like someone who had indulged in excessive sexual activities.

"Cheng Youan, if you can't be a gentleman, you'll become a drug addict?"

Sheh returned to Shi Jinzhe and asked him for a butterfly knife. Hearing this, he asked, "What is an addict?"

"Addiction." Shi Jinzhe whispered two words in her ear.

Liu Run on the side was also dumbfounded. Even though he was capable of murder and arson, he would never dare to touch this thing.

No wonder Cheng Youan always wears long sleeves.

Does Cheng Yun know about this?

The video of Cheng Youan using his wealth to commit crimes brought the entire Cheng family into the public eye. Now, everyone on the Internet knows him. There are a lot of people shouting under his social media accounts every day, "Brother, please use your card to hit me."

He is a drug addict, and if this matter is discovered, he will definitely not be able to hide it, and the entire Cheng family will be pushed to the forefront.

Why did Cheng Youan "get lost"? Wasn't it because Cheng Yun liked to push people into desperate situations? Wouldn't those who had a grudge against him be skinning him for this?

“This is really like taking money out of a cesspool.”

No one paid any attention to Liu Run's mumbling. Shi Jinzhe handed the knife to Shehe with an obviously serious tone.

"How did you get it? Does Cheng Yun know? Where did it come from? It doesn't matter if you die, but do you know how many people this thing will kill?"

Cheng Youan was breathing rapidly. The place where his calf had been hit felt like it had been hit by a hammer, and his arm felt like there were steel needles constantly poking into it.

He couldn't hear what Shi Jinzhe was saying at all. His language and logic abilities were gone. He fell to the ground and convulsed in pain, with a low growl like a wild beast coming from his throat.

But the pain was far more than that. He was lifted up and saw a pair of phantom purple eyes in a trance.

A crushing pain came from his ankle, and his body from feet to calves was petrified, with Sheh fixing him into a base.

When Cheng Youan was in elementary school, he would pass by a section of railway track where trains passed every day.

Every time he was blocked outside by the railings, he would think that there was only a small contact area between the train and the rails, and if he put his neck or legs on it, they would be crushed directly.

Now he didn't have to think about it, he found the answer.

Unable to dodge, Cheng Youan was sweating profusely and letting out intermittent and meaningless roars.

The blade flashing with cold light brushed past his face, and his voice suddenly increased. The piercing sound spread into the corridor, frightening the players in other rooms.

One after another, Shekh's throwing technique was much better than acupuncture. The blade always passed by his face, cutting into the previous cuts precisely, deepening the wound each time.

When Cheng Youan's face was scratched, Shehe finally vented some of his inner restlessness.

After wiping the bloody blade repeatedly on the white sheets, she returned the butterfly knife to Shi Jinzhe.

"He is not as good as you in every way."

Such a wound is excruciating, but the broken glass that pierced his shoulder was much deeper than this.

"I am very happy to receive such praise from you."

Shi Jinzhe approached and told Cheng Youan: "Try to live two more days in this book. If the female ghost comes to find you at night, remember to see what she looks like."

After that, he asked Liu Run, "You too, remember it?"

Liu Run nodded hurriedly. He would rather see a ghost than see these two living devils.

When Sheh scratched Cheng Youan's face for the first time, he thought he had missed, but he ended up hitting the same wound ten times in a row. This was pure torture.

Sometimes he is even sick. He is definitely a psychopath and can admire this kind of behavior!

Liu Run smiled and said, "I will tell you if I have any clues."

"Tell your two teammates as well, otherwise you will end up like Cheng Youan." Shehe threatened, "I still have a lot of pain potions, don't try to fool me."

"No, no." Liu Run shook his head like a rattle.

After finally seeing the two off, he immediately went to check on Cheng Youan's condition.

Who knew that as soon as he was touched, Cheng Youan started howling like crazy.

The voice echoed in the corridor filled with red light, sending shudders down the spine of those who heard it.

When Shekh heard this, he felt a little regretful: "His blood stinks. I really can't stand the smell. Otherwise, I could have stabbed him a few more times."

"Let him live one more night. After tonight, we'll see if that thing can still find him." Shi Jinzhe muttered without any clue: "I don't know what the conditions are for summoning a ghost?"

"Go ask Meng Chengxi, they came early, Cheng Youan must have done something to get noticed."

"can."

The two of them walked around twice and found Meng Chengxi and Xiao Fang at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor.

When asked what Cheng Youan had done, he blinked and said, "I don't think I did anything. Wasn't he knocked out at the beginning of the dungeon?"

Shi Jinzhe asked: "What about before we came here?"

"Before he came? He was just showing off his wealth. Didn't I tell you yesterday that his eyes are on the top of his head. He would find fault with this and that, and it was annoying."

Meng Chengxi pinched his throat and imitated vividly: "This kind of thing is not as good as what my gardener uses. This lobby is too shabby. It's not as luxurious as my bathroom~"