Immersive Thriller Game

Seeing Uncle Luo fly out of the cell, Mo Shouchen couldn't help but be a little surprised. Isn't he the ghost king in this world? Who beat him so badly?

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There were heavy footsteps in the cell, and then an extremely strong man bent over and walked out of the cell door.

Mo Shouchen raised his head and looked at this monster, which was about the same size as the Hulk, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Oh my god, this couldn't be the dog they were talking about!

Dean Liang also spotted Mo Shouchen after he walked out of the cell, but he just glanced at him with contempt, as if he were an ant, and walked towards Uncle Luo.

Although he was ignored, Mo Shouchen felt very lucky. This guy was so strong. If he didn't like him and raised his hand to give him a pestle, he would probably be done with it.

Dean Liang walked up to Uncle Luo, raised his fist with a ferocious smile, and prepared to punch his head off.

But at this moment, the iron door of the cell next to him suddenly opened, and a flesh-crushing man rushed out from inside and jumped directly in front of Uncle Luo.

"Bang!"

Dean Liang's huge fist hit the Meat-Smasher, smashing it into pulp. However, because it blocked the blow, Uncle Luo dodged the punch.

The Meat Smasher exploded like fireworks, and countless pieces of flesh fell on Uncle Luo's body. These pieces of flesh squirmed on Uncle Luo's body like insects, and crawled to his chest to start repairing the shocking blood hole.

Dean Liang glanced at the wound that had been filled, and said with a smile: "It really surprises me that you can recover from such a serious injury!"

Uncle Luo covered his chest and stood up from the ground. He said coldly: "Humph, the surprise is yet to come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the doors of all the cells in the basement were opened, and a flesh-crushing man came out of each cell. They slowly gathered and surrounded Dean Liang in the middle.

Dean Liang looked at the meat mincers around him and said contemptuously: "I thought there was some surprise, but it turned out to be a bunch of garbage. As expected, birds of a feather flock together, and I think this place is just a garbage dump!"

Uncle Luo ignored Dean Liang's provocation. With a wave of his hand, all the meat-smashers immediately rushed forward and drowned Dean Liang in an instant.

However, the numerical advantage did not change the situation. Dean Liang was like a huge meat grinder, bombarding the Meat Smashers indiscriminately.

One after another, the minced meat men were smashed into pieces by his fists. It was like a rain of meat was falling in the basement, and the scene was quite bloody.

Mo Shouchen, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, was dumbfounded. Originally, he thought of letting the dog out of the cell and then helping the dog kill Uncle Luo, but now it seems that this is not necessary.

The giant is really too strong, but Uncle Luo doesn't seem to be as powerful as expected.

Mo Shouchen really couldn't figure it out. Since the giant could beat Uncle Luo, why was he locked up like a dog by Uncle Luo and tortured for so long, but he didn't resist until now?

And seeing that Uncle Luo was at a disadvantage, he also began to doubt his original idea. Can he really leave this world by killing Uncle Luo?

He remembered that the script prompt said that only by awakening the original intention can the world be completely overturned. What does the original intention here refer to?

Mo Shouchen felt that he had fallen into a misunderstanding from the beginning. Maybe killing Uncle Luo was not the way to leave this world.

However, the information he has collected so far is extremely messy, and he can't figure out any clues at all.

"Didn't I ask you to stay in the room? Why did you run out?"

Just as Mo Shouchen was thinking hard, a voice suddenly came from behind him. He turned around and saw that it was a little girl.

He quickly explained: "I heard the sound of fighting in the basement and was a little worried about you, so I came down to see what happened."

"You're lying, you can't hear the sound from the basement at all." The little girl immediately saw through Mo Shouchen's lie.

"Ha ha!"

Mo Shouchen laughed awkwardly twice, then quickly changed the subject and said, "Uncle Luo seems to be defeated!"

"Nonsense, Uncle Luo can't lose!" The little girl raised her neck, clenched her hands into fists, and seemed very confident in Uncle Luo.

"Yeah?"

Mo Shouchen looked at Uncle Luo, and he found that the flesh-crushing men were about to lose their support, but Uncle Luo didn't panic at all and had no plans to escape.

He just stood aside and watched quietly, as if he was enjoying a wonderful performance.

Does he still have a trump card?

Soon, the last Meatman was beaten into pulp, and a thick carpet of minced meat formed on the ground, with blood flowing across it.

Dean Liang stood on top of the minced meat, like a demon crawling out of Shura Hell.

He stepped on the minced meat and walked towards Uncle Luo, saying very arrogantly: "After defeating you, I will chop off your limbs, gouge out your eyes, pull out your tongue, and then stuff you into a vase. This way I will

I can put you in the living room and enjoy it every day."

Uncle Luo sneered and said, "Oh? Your suggestion is good, but you should be the one who gets stuffed into the vase in the end!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the minced meat on the ground suddenly began to squirm, making his scalp numb.

The minced meat began to gather towards Uncle Luo's feet, and gradually climbed up his body, forming a layer of armor of minced meat.

The Minced Meat Armor continued to grow, and soon, Uncle Luo became a head taller than Dean Liang, and his body became stronger.

"Do you think this will scare me? Garbage put together is still garbage, it's just what it looks like!"

Dean Liang's tone was full of disdain. With a strong movement of his feet, he rushed over and punched Uncle Luo.

Uncle Luo also punched back, and with a "bang" sound, the two fists collided together. Uncle Luo stood firmly on the spot, but Dean Liang was shocked and took half a step back.

"Look, I just said Uncle Luo won't lose!"

The little girl clapped her hands excitedly, but Mo Shouchen snorted softly, because in his opinion, Uncle Luo would definitely lose!