Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
The clown make-up was washed away. Zhang Ding’s arms were filled with small wounds. He tried to maintain his balance in the water as he held the ladder.
“Go!”
Zui Suisui and the newbie didn’t expect that the ghost would put them first at this dangerous moment.
“Hurry up!”
The two investigators climbed into the vent as the windows shattered. The door was ruined by the rushing water. The flood slammed Gao Ming into the shelf. The storm and murky water came from all sides. People were swept by the waters. If not for the God of Flesh and Blood, Gao Ming would have been swallowed.
“Xiao Gao, grab my hand!” Zhang Ding tried to move towards Gao Ming, but as he turned around, the water knocked over the ladder, and it fell on his shoulder. Gritting his teeth, Zhang Ding reached towards Gao Ming.
“Ignore me. Get out first!” Gao Ming held his backpack close. If he lost the other death portraits, he would be stuck in the nightmare. Using the God of Flesh and Blood, Gao Ming fixed the stairs. He pushed Zhang Ding up the stairs. They moved up towards the vent. The dark entrance of the vent looked so close and so far. After Zhang Ding disappeared from Gao Ming’s sight, he felt that something was wrong. The vent had no sound of wind and rain. Did it really lead to the top of the supermarket?
The God of Flesh and Blood couldn’t hold on much longer. Gao Ming didn’t hesitate and followed Zhang Ding. Once Gao Ming left the supermarket, something was broken. The sound of water and wind disappeared. Gao Ming found himself standing on firm ground suddenly. Gao Ming looked around. He realised Zhu Suisui and the bespectacled newbie were standing there dumbly. They seemed to have woken up from a nightmare, covered in cold sweat.
“Where is this?” Looking at the walkie-talkie on the table and the cameras scanning the supermarket, Gao Ming tried to understand everything.
“Was everything a nightmare? Did we successfully escape and enter the surveillance room?” Gao Ming realised that there were many cameras in the supermarket, but there
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