Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 581 The Internal Strife of the Central Plains Team, the Split Veteran

Chapter 581 The Internal Strife of the Central Plains Team, the Split Veteran (44)

"You are much smarter than them."

Bosch put away the gold bars.

"But I have a question."

"Please speak," Zhang Meng'er said, maintaining her gentle and mild demeanor.

“My information has been leaked to two of your colleagues,” Zhuang Boshi said, looking at her.

"What are you going to do to them?"

Zhang Meng'er smiled and said, "I think those two interns will be very sensible."

"If they're being disobedient, I'll make them find a way to shut up."

She appears innocent and pure, yet she utters harsh words.

Zhuang Boshi asked with great curiosity, "Why are you so obsessed with Freddy?"

Zhang Meng'er's face turned deathly pale, a hint of hatred flashing in her eyes: "Because he killed my family."

"my little sister."

She covered her face and began to sob softly, "She's only fifteen, why..."

"I must find out the root of Freddy's problems and bury him completely."

"I'll pay any price for this, including my life."

Zhuang Boshi almost wanted to applaud this girl in his heart.

I never expected that the previous generation of Zhongzhou team had such an outstanding talent. Her acting skills are first-rate. She can shed tears as soon as she wants, and her pitiful expression complements her acting skills perfectly.

Absolutely amazing.

In a short period of time, she has already assigned herself three identities.

A veteran journalist, a behind-the-scenes boss, and a vengeful goddess.

The key is that the layers are nested within each other, yet they don't feel out of place.

It's such a pity. If such a woman had survived, the Zhongzhou team would have had an amazing time.

Unfortunately, man cannot defy fate, and he died in this horror movie with twenty other people.

Freddy, look what you've done.

“Hatred is the key factor that drives people to abandon everything. I think it’s not just hatred.” Zhuang Boshi had barely finished speaking.

Zhang Meng'er's expression changed instantly, and she said with some bitterness, "That's right, Freddy has also set his sights on me, so I have to save myself."

Zhuang Boshi thought to himself, "How can this person keep up with anything?"

"And what about your colleagues?"

"I remember there should be quite a few?"

"We're called colleagues, but we're really just a group of survivors who teamed up to stay alive," she said, her face pale and pitiful.

Zhuang Boshi was slightly puzzled. Another new character setting?

"We are cursed, cursed by a terrifying evil spirit, and we don't have much life left."

If evil spirits are considered the main gods.

That's quite fitting.

"Then why did you come to Elm Street?" Zhuang Boshi asked, puzzled.

"That's why we wanted to use one curse to dispel another."

"Three years ago, my sister was killed by Freddy."

"I know there is a terrifying dream ghost on Elm Street."

"So, I brought them along to Elm Street."

"But we didn't expect Freddy to be so terrifying; we were cursed as soon as we entered."

"Now, we are in a dilemma."

Zhuang Boshi was greatly surprised; this woman's ability to make up stories on the spot was comparable to Chu Xuan's.

“I understand.” Zhuang Boshi pulled a small packet of stimulants he had taken from the drug addict from his pocket.

He said very seriously, "These drugs have serious side effects."

Are you sure you want to use it?

When Zhang Meng'er saw the white powder, her expression finally became somewhat uncontrollable, flashing with a hint of greed and excitement.

She immediately composed herself, lowered her head, and said, "We don't have much time left. As long as it can free us from the curse, we'll swallow any medicine, no matter how strong."

She then adopted a pitiful expression, staring blankly at Zhuang Boshi, tears streaming down her face.

Zhuang Boshi sighed and handed over the medicine bottle: "Remember, you can only take one pill a day at most."

"After taking one pill, you will be in a state of excitement for almost eight hours."

"You won't be able to fall asleep, but it will also make your mind very scattered, which may cause some hallucinations, so I advise you not to use it continuously."

Zhang Meng'er solemnly accepted the medicine bottle, and seemingly unintentionally scratched Zhuang Boshi's hand with her palm: "Thank you. Without you, I might not have survived tonight."

Zhuang Boshi casually withdrew his hand and patted his clothes: "Then, I'll take my leave for now."

“Wait, Mr. Zhuang.” She quickly stood up.

"Could I go with you to investigate Freddy?"

Zhuang Boshi was puzzled: "You've already obtained the sobering drug, why do you still insist on investigating Freddy?"

Zhang Meng'er said, "Mr. Zhuang, those companions are all desperate criminals who would give up everything for their lives." "Rather than trusting them, I'd rather trust you. I'd rather trust you."

"Why? We've only just met."

“You give me a different feeling; you are a kind and upright man.” A blush rose on her face.

This woman is so good at this!

These days, every single man is destined to be hooked.

Zhuang Boshi couldn't help but give Zhang Meng'er a thumbs up. What were those women from the Zhongzhou team compared to her? If Zhan Lan had that kind of ability, she would have already won over Zheng Zha.

The natural shyness that emanates from her is truly a powerful weapon.

Zhuang Boshi was happy to agree: "In that case, let's go and see where Freddy died."

Zhang Meng'er took a deep breath; she was actually a little scared.

But as a veteran who has survived two horror movies, she understands that nothing ventured, nothing gained; sometimes you have to be willing to risk everything to survive.

She'd give up everything to survive!
On the other side, Zhang Jie and Li Xiaona were clearly unaware that their escape route had been cut off by the veteran.

They were still caught up in the excitement of finding a way out, and it took them a lot of effort to find the house where Freddy died more than a decade ago.

They cautiously stepped into a dilapidated house.

Li Xiaona whispered to Zhang Jie about the plot: "Freddy kidnapped children, was cornered here by angry parents, and burned alive. In the end, he turned into a demon in a dream."

Zhang Jie nodded repeatedly.

Li Xiaona asked somewhat fearfully, "Do you think he might be inside?"

"Who?"

“Of course it’s Freddy.” Li Xiaona was even more frightened.

Zhang Jie laughed heartily and patted his chest: "Don't worry, even if Freddy shows up, I'll protect you."

Before they finished speaking, something heavy seemed to fall down in the room, making a loud noise that startled both of them.

Zhang Jie felt numbness from his tailbone to the top of his head.

Fortunately, there was no other noise besides that sound.

Li Xiaona was almost in tears, but Zhang Jie could only bite the bullet and say, "You stand at the door, it's okay, I'll go check on you."

He walked deeper into the room and came to what appeared to be a toilet door.

The sounds just now seemed to have come from here.

Zhang Jie took a deep breath and then slowly pushed open the door.

A hideous, distorted face came hurtling towards him. Even though Zhang Jie was fully prepared, he was still terrified.

"what!!"

He let out a shrill scream and frantically tried to push it away, but the body was so heavy that it slammed him to the ground, even bringing him face to face at close range.

Zhang Jie hurriedly pushed away the corpse covering him, panting heavily as he remained shaken.

When he looked at the corpse's face, he exclaimed in horror, "How could it be him?"

This middle-aged man, named Lao Wang, was one of the newcomers who entered the Main God Space in the same batch as him. He was a plumber.

They hadn't been apart for long, so how could he have died?

And he died in Freddie's old house. What happened?

Just as Zhang Jie regained his composure, he suddenly realized that Li Xiaona was gone.

He quickly looked around, but Li Xiaona had disappeared.

His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly walked outside, but there was no one there, not a single person.

The house was completely empty, as if only he existed there.

Outside, it seemed the sun had already set sometime earlier.

The room grew darker and darker, as if night was about to fall.

"How is that possible?" Zhang Jie swallowed hard.