[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

If it wasn't for the fact that the challenge had come to a critical juncture, it would have been inappropriate for an internal fight, and Number Seven Under Heaven would have had to fight Hu Fei no matter what.

Just solve the case. Why are you making personal attacks on our teammates?

Number Seven Under Heaven was very angry. His gloomy and haggard face was full of anger and grievance, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing. However, Hu Fei did not mean to make a personal attack, because this was his true feelings, and Jing Wuming seemed to agree with him vaguely.

He held his breath and said coldly, "I mean, when I killed Xiao Long Nu, I might have already become a fierce ghost!"

Hu Fei agreed: "It's not impossible to rule out this possibility. Normal people really can't do such a thing."

Number Seven in the World: “…”

"Aren't you curious about how I killed her and how I became a ghost?"

Hu Fei said: "This is what you have to do to solve the case. We are only responsible for dealing with ghosts."

Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed. This was because the seventh in the world was experienced in killing people and had quick reactions, otherwise his head would have been split in half by Hu Fei.

The figure of the seventh person in the world had already rushed downstairs in a flash. He put one hand in his pocket and pointed at the upper floor with the other hand, cursing: "Hu! Fuck you!"

Hu Fei chuckled: "You look a bit like a human now."

If Hu Fei seemed to be joking just now, then the meaning of this action of drawing the sword was completely different. A murderous intent flashed across the eyes of Number Seven Under Heaven, but he barely suppressed it and cursed: "I'm just saying that there is a possibility. The truth may be completely the opposite. I haven't even finished my words. What the hell do you mean by drawing the sword? Are you trying to force me to take action?"

Wen Xue'an was not bragging, if they really came to a fight, even their group combined would not be his match!
"He is testing us." Jing Wuming, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "The game just released a new task for us."

The seventh person in the world said: "Mission? What mission? Why didn't I receive it?"

Hu Fei smiled and said, "I guessed that you didn't receive it, otherwise I wouldn't have done it."

Number Seven Under Heaven's heart sank, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that your game in the detective field is over, and it's our turn in the horror island game." Hu Fei said, "Our task is to identify the ghosts that appear around us. The game says that when midnight comes, it is the time to hunt ghosts. As long as we can survive in this castle until dawn, we can pass the level." No. 7 Under the Heaven immediately turned his head to look at the clock on the wall. Unlike Jing Wuming and Hu Fei, many of the cases he had to solve were modern cases. Over time, he also learned to recognize the clock. It was now ten fifty, and there were still ten minutes until eleven o'clock.

Ten minutes is not a long time, but you can do a lot.

No. 7 Under Heaven didn't know whether he was too cunning or too cunning. He hesitated for a moment, then stabbed the two NPCs who were acting crazy and not normal. The poor NPCs were torn apart before they could react. All they saw before they died was the hand that No. 7 Under Heaven stretched out from his trouser pocket and waved gently, and a flash of light appeared before their eyes.

"I have eliminated two of them for you. The woman who just ran away is probably also a ghost. As for whether I am one or not, we will know at midnight." Number Seven Under Heaven shook his hands, as if the people he just killed were not human beings, and were not even two mosquitoes. He smiled slightly: "Lu Xiaofeng, Xiaolongnu, Yue Lingshan, and the other three, and maybe me too, seven ghosts, it's not easy. Anyway, we are friends who have worked together through life and death. I wish you two good luck."

Hu Fei stared at his actions in a daze, sighed, and weighed the knife in his hand: "I wish you good luck too... Compared to a ghost, I still hope you can be a beast."

Number Seven in the World: “…”

Although No. 7 Under Heaven was born into a family of officials, he was beaten up by his father Wen Zhang Pang and kicked out of the house when he was in his teens because he intended to touch his half-sister. He has been in the underworld for many years and has always had a good learning ability, especially the swearing skills of the low-level scoundrels, which are almost comparable to his martial arts.

He seldom curses at people, because there are not many opportunities for him to curse at people, but it doesn’t matter, the opportunity will come when it comes!

With less than ten minutes left, he started swearing at Hu Fei, using a barrage of foul language for a full ten minutes.

He had originally planned to analyze the cause of Xiao Long Nu's death and earn some points. But it didn't matter, points could be earned at any time, but people couldn't be scolded at any time. What if Hu Fei died? If he didn't vent his anger, he would have to slap himself in the face when he woke up in the middle of the night.

Time passed minute by minute, and when midnight arrived, the castle, which was originally brightly lit, turned into an icy cave in an instant.

All lights went out.

The cold palm patted silently on the shoulder of No. 7 Under Heaven.

His body stiffened and he turned his head very slowly. When he saw the man's face clearly, the No. 7 in the World, who was so arrogant a second ago, instantly turned back into a little snowball.

(End of this chapter)