Excessive ferocity due to caution

The dry corpse originally did not intend to gamble with Zhao.

He died because of gambling.

But seeing Zhao Yi's confident demeanor, the dried corpse couldn't resist.

QNMD!

I'm clearly the boss of this movie!

Why do you dare to be so arrogant in front of me?

This is absolutely unacceptable!

"What are we betting on?"

The dried corpse asked coldly.

Through the rain, Zhao Yi:

"I don't have much to offer as a bargaining chip... but I just want you to lose once."

Upon hearing this, the dried corpse became even more agitated:

"lose?"

"You dare to challenge me?"

"You're the only loser!"

Zhao Yi shrugged:

"Look at this..."

"I don't even need to guess, you must have died from gambling back then."

"I suppose you haven't gambled for many years since you died."

"But it's okay..."

"I'm here. You're going to lose again today."

The dried corpse twisted its body and crawled up from the ground, came to Zhao Yi, and pulled its clothes back.

As the rain fell, Zhao Yi's cigarette quickly became damp.

He looked at the half-burnt cigarette with a sense of regret.

The mummified corpse was dressed in soaking wet clothes.

Zhao Yi:

"Next, I'll make the arrangements."

"It won't be long, but during this time, I don't want to be disturbed by any ghosts."

"Others must not be killed by ghosts."

"Furthermore, I need to know the exact locations of other people."

Finally, I don't want to get wet in the rain.

The dried corpse asked:

"for how long?"

Zhao Yi:

"One hour."

After a moment of silence, the dried corpse replied:

"As you wish."

"But you only have one hour to plan."

"I'd like to see what tricks you can pull."

Zhao Yi smiled slightly.

The rain curtain separated them.

He lit the half-smoked cigarette again.

The sparks were blinding in the twilight.

"I will let you see the light."

...

Zhang Xinzhi walked through the woods.

He was soaked to the bone, but he didn't care. His eyes, visible through the rain, were already bloodshot.

He smiled as he moved toward his prey.

Directly in front of him, three people were panting heavily and fleeing in a panic.

But in this rainy night, how could the physical strength of the three of them compare to that of a powerful evil spirit?

The rain was cold and penetrated the body.

The mud was slippery.

Before long, the three of them were cornered by Zhang Xinzhi!

Behind the three of them was a precipice.

A vast expanse of clouds.

All I could see below was darkness.

"Run...run..."

Zhang Xinzhi grinned maliciously as he walked towards this direction step by step.

"Once you enter this cursed mountain, you will never be able to leave."

Huang Taotao, clutching her bleeding leg, watched Zhang Xinzhi approach and gritted her teeth, saying:

"Zhang Xinzhi, we're all actors in this production, there's no need to be so ruthless!"

Zhang Xinzhi slowly shifted her murderous gaze toward Huang Taotao.

"To exterminate them all?"

How could you possibly say something like that?

"If it weren't for you, how could I have ended up in this situation?"

"Do you know...?"

"It's all because of you damn guys, pretending to be good guys last round, that I became the ghost right from the start this round..."

"Are you afraid of dying?"

"But has anyone ever asked me if I'm afraid of dying?"

"I was killed the moment I walked in!!"

He became increasingly frantic as he spoke, and slowly lifted his clothes.

There was a bloody hole in his chest.

There was no heart or lungs inside.

A vast, empty area.

Zong Haisheng cursed:

"You're in this situation entirely because of your own actions!"

"In the last movie, you wanted to harm others, so who can you blame?"

Zhang Xinzhi roared:

"Aren't you the same?!"

"You, you...and them!"

"Didn't you choose option three?!"

"Why should I bear all of this alone?!"

Seeing that he was doomed, Zong Haisheng decided to stop being cowardly and coldly said:

"When faced with such a choice, perhaps everyone made the same choice... but some people felt guilty, some hesitated and suffered, and perhaps only you felt at ease."

"By wantonly shifting your own pain onto others, who else but you deserves to die?"

Duan Chao, who was standing to the side, looked completely bewildered.

What movie?

What choice?

What kind of framing?

Depend on!

What are these guys even talking about?!

I can't understand a word of it!

"Um... I have a question, what exactly is going on with you guys?"

Duan Chao's thoughts were like a lump of paste that was about to solidify.

"Shut up!"

Zhang, Huang, and Zong all spoke at once, startling Duan Chao!

"Okay...okay, I won't say anything."

"You guys continue!"

Zhang Xinzhi turned her head and stared intently at Zong Haisheng:

"It's just a case of the pot calling the kettle black!"

"You're no better than me!"

"Since I'm dead... killing you all will be doing the people a favor!"

"Perhaps this can be considered an act of merit!"

Zong Haisheng clenched his fists tightly.

"You hypocritical and disgusting person, if it weren't for this damn movie, I would have smashed your head in!"

Zhang Xinzhi grinned maliciously:

Are you describing how you died...?

He lost his patience, and a ghostly hand materialized, rising high to finish off Zong Haisheng!

At the critical moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him:

"No, he was just stating a fact."

Zhang Xinzhi was taken aback.

Look back.

A familiar face came into view.

"Zhao Yi?"

After only a moment's hesitation, Zhang Xinzhi immediately realized what was happening and burst into a cackling laugh:

"I didn't go looking for you, but you came to my door first!"

"Die!"

His demonic claws stabbed fiercely into Zhao Yi's chest!

However, something shocking happened—

Zhao Yi actually caught Zhang Xinzhi's ghost claw!

"How is that possible... You clearly... You clearly..."

He stared at Zhao Yi in disbelief.

The other person possessed a power that was no less than his.

Moreover... he couldn't hurt Zhao Yi!

boom!

Just as Zhang Xinzhi was in shock, Zhao Yi pulled out a brick from somewhere and slammed it hard on Zhang Xinzhi's head!

"QNMD!"

Zhao Yi cursed.

"You think you can chase me?"

"Chase me!!"

"Movement speed over 700, still chasing, still chasing!"

After a few blows with bricks, Zhang Xinzhi collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

The three people at the cliff's edge watched all this and couldn't help but swallow hard.

"He...he's dead?"

Huang Taotao asked in surprise.

Zhao Yi straightened his clothes, and some ash fell from the cigarette in his mouth, drifting into the rain.

He said calmly:

"without."

"I can't kill him. He'll recover quickly, and might even become stronger..."

At this moment, Zong Haisheng hurriedly walked towards Zhao Yi, his tone urgent:

"Brother Zhao, have you seen Miss Liao?"

Zhao glanced at him, and said calmly:

"I saw it, but..."

PS: Second update.

Goodnight, everyone!