Chapter 367

Anis? !

Why is this top ten guy here at this time?

And why still alone? What about his other teammates?

Seeing the man who appeared in front of him without warning, the members of the black team couldn't help being shocked. They looked at each other and saw the look of surprise in each other's eyes.

In the dark and narrow room, there was silence for a while.

The captain at the head took a step forward and said frightenedly

"Mr. Arnis, why do you..."

In the shadows, Anis turned his head and looked over with a pair of poisonous snake-like eyes. His heart skipped a beat for no reason. The words he hadn't spoken before were blocked in his throat, unable to go up or down.

His gaze moved between the team in front of him, and the duo behind them.

"Are you going to go back?"

he asks.

Under the other party's gloomy gaze, the captain flinched subconsciously, nodded hastily, "Yes, yes."

Anis turned his eyes around the group of people in front of him, seemed to frowned, then nodded expressionlessly, "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand, put the mask back on his face, turned around and walked away first.

The team members were all taken aback, but the captain was the first to react. He turned his head and waved to the other team members, "What are you doing in a daze, take action!"

Only then did the others wake up from a dream, turned around hastily, and took the canvas with the gloomy figure out of the frame, not daring to slack off at all, for fear of delaying even a second.

Integrity comes first

"Damn it, although it's not the first time I've seen an anchor cheat, but I'm still dumbfounded when I saw it..."

"Ah, I'm so **** off, can't the opposing team be more careful! You idiots! You should at least think about it! How could Anis appear in the town alone at this time!"

"Stop talking sarcastic here, you are God's perspective. Normal people would have been led by the nose long ago when they encountered this kind of situation."

Wen Jianyan leaned against the door, watching the busy black team through the gap between the masks.

He raised the corner of his mouth.

It's done.

The third day is already very close. Instead of waiting for the black team to leave, and then go to find a new oil painting and start the path back to the hotel, why not...

Use existing resources.

Therefore, Wen Jianyan spent a large amount of points to redeem the appearance qualification in the dungeon as quickly as possible, pinched an appearance of Anis, activated it and used it.

Although the gentleman is also a top ten anchor, and Wen Jianyan has met him more times, and he understands both body movements and language habits better, but he did not choose to reproduce the gentleman's appearance, but chose Anis, whom he was even less familiar with.

You know, Gentleman is one of the vice presidents of the Oracle Guild, responsible for managing the guild's external affairs and most of the social venues. Although his position on the ranking list is high enough, he is tactful and has both sides.

However, Anis is different.

He has a withdrawn personality, behaves perversely, and because of his special talent, he has a cold temperament like a ghost, full of oppression, even if he is on the same team, it is difficult not to feel afraid of him.

Such a set of appearance, as long as he is enough to catch people's attention and use his aura to create an irresistible occasion, he can hold everyone's senses hostage. Everything becomes reasonable.

Although Wen Jianyan can't reproduce Anis' face completely from memory, other people are obviously not familiar with him, and the light is dim, as long as some key memory points are in place, he will be able to obtain other people. Putting on the mask again after trusting will not reveal any flaws.

Wen Jianyan folded her arms and stood in the shadows near the door, posing like a real boss.

Beside him, the black team was trembling, walking on thin ice. Even when they passed by his side, they would subconsciously go around to the side, as if they were afraid of touching his bad luck.

Soon, everything will be ready.

The captain of the black team stepped forward cautiously and said, "Mr. Anisian, our side is almost done. I don't know where you are now..."

Wen Jianyan didn't nod either, but just cast a gloomy glance at him from the shadow of the mask.

The team leader was shocked, turned his head and shouted to his teammates

"Go, go, hurry up!"

After returning to the hotel door, "Anis" finally straightened up and walked into the rain unhurriedly.

Integrity comes first

"Fuck, the anchor is simply an expert among experts when it comes to putting on airs!"

"Laughing to death, this force is too high, let alone the black anchor, who dares to talk!"

The audience in the live broadcast room of the black team members was furious.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The opposite side is not from your camp!!"

"I'm so **** off. You've been bluffed by such a clumsy disguise. Your brain must be covered with shit!"

"The anchor on the other side is really useless. What else can he do other than opportunistically? This is the top ten? Just lie down?"

However, no matter how much they hate iron and steel, since the content of the barrage reveals the actions of the anchors of the opposing camp, all related barrages are blocked by the live broadcast room, and they can only scold the opposite party for playing dirty tricks in the area only seen by the audience. The recruited Wen Jianyan, and his lame anchor.

But whether the audience is gloating or impotently furious, the action begins without hindrance.

The path from the house to the hotel is not long, but the difficulty is much higher than that of the first day.

Not only because it rained harder, but also because the moment they got the painting, the vague shadows wandering nearby began to gather in this direction.

The cold and gloomy breath followed like a shadow.

The sky overhead was as black as ink, and the sound of crackling rain covered the sound of footsteps in all directions.

Blurry shadows wandered, blocking their vision.

Although they had already made psychological preparations, surrounded by dense, almost impenetrable ghosts, and attacked by shadows in the water, the team still couldn't hold on.

Suddenly, without warning, the group of ghosts that had been gathering just now suddenly began to disperse, as if they were controlled by something, or as if they were attracted by some invisible existence, and gradually wandered into the distance. Go, even the pale arms in the water pool below are much less, and the pressure is suddenly relieved.

Everyone was taken aback.

Not far away, "Anis" stood not far away, and a cold voice came from under the mask, "Are you still leaving?"

Only then did everyone wake up as if they had just woken up from a dream. They climbed up from the muddy ground with hands and feet, and rushed towards the open door ahead with the portrait of two people.

Black team live broadcast room

"Ah? Wait a minute, isn't the counterfeit Arnis? Why can he control ghosts? It doesn't make sense..."

"I'm also confused, and I always feel that something is not right."

"Wait a minute, I'll go to the live broadcast room next door to take a look."

In the replay of the Integrity First live broadcast room, in the cold rain, on the bluestone board far away from the road, there is an old tape recorder, and a strange sound comes from it

"it's here."

"it's here."

It turned out that Wen Jianyan was not a member of the team because he was a member of the red team. As "Anis", the members of the black team did not have the guts to let him take the painting. Therefore, Wen Jian was judged as irrelevant by the dungeon. In other words, there was no attack from the beginning to the end.

Soon, Wen Jianyan found that with the ability of the black team, it might be difficult to leave here alive, so, taking advantage of everyone's attention being firmly locked by the ghost group, he took the props he got from the Changsheng Building Recorder, placed at a distance and activated.

During its playing, it can attract all the surrounding spiritual forces and share the pressure of team battles.

In the black team live broadcast room

"Well, this guy doesn't seem to be that incompetent."

"Even if Anis was there, he probably wouldn't use his talent to save people."

"Ah? On the contrary, I have a worse impression of him. This is too soft-hearted. Wouldn't it be over if you enter the hotel at this time? Did he forget that he and this team are hostile forces?"

Soon, after Wen Jianyan intervened, a group of people rushed into the hotel.

All of them were wet, pale and in shock.

However, in any case, as long as they enter the hotel, the crisis can be relieved at least temporarily.

They exited the guest room occupied by the new "resident" and came to the corridor.

Wen Jianyan raised his head and stared at the hotel in front of him, feeling secretly startled.

Compared with the last time he left, this place has completely changed.

There were large and small cracks everywhere on the walls and ceiling, and gurgling water seeped out of them. The uneven wallpaper and carpet were full of dirty, irregular dark wet marks, and the overhead lamp was askew. , making an unstable electric sound, and the corridor became darker and darker.

The humidity in the air is extremely high, almost catching up with the rainy town.

While Wen Jianyan was looking at the interior of the hotel in amazement, the voice of the captain of the black team came from beside him.

"Ah, Mr. Arnis..."

Wen Jianyan turned his head to look.

I saw the other party's expression of gratitude, "Thank you just now, if it wasn't for you, we would have..."

"It's just easy."

Wen Jianyan maintained his character and shook his head coldly.

After speaking, he turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

He wasn't going to say anything to these people, and he wasn't going to stay with them for too longafter all, he was just using them to go back to the hotel. Now that he had achieved his goal, it was best to part ways.

However, just as Wen Jianyan took a few steps, there was a sound of hurried footsteps ahead.

There was a subconscious pause in his steps.

There was almost no time to think about it, and soon, a familiar figure appeared at the end of the corridor.

Slender limbs like insects, a cold temperament, slightly bulging eyes.

He spun his wrist, blood overflowed from his palm, and his expression was gloomy.

Anis was in a bad mood.

With the passage of time, the interior of the Xingwang Hotel began to change. The hotel originally had four floors. After the lights were turned off for the second time, it became two floors, which greatly increased the probability of conflicts.

In order to win, he deliberately reduced the number of "regular employees" on his side, but what he didn't expect was that the red side chose the diametrically opposite route. Not only did he unite with all the regular employees, but even recruited a group of Those who are useless in the approval, those who have not obtained the qualifications of formal employees, try to compete with them.

With the people on the opposite side, even if they unite, they won't pose much threat to them. However, in the opposite camp, there are indeed a few difficult characters.

Especially that crazy woman...

Anis lowered his eyes and glanced at the bleeding palm.

His face darkened even more.

This kind of person who has no limit to the number of times she can use her talent, who is crazy enough to die, dies the fastest in the nightmare, and it won't be long before she will taste the pain.

but

Anis moved his palm, and the wound in his palm was torn apart, showing no sign of healing at all. A strange blue color spread from the vicinity of the wound, and thorns growing along the flesh could be faintly seen in it.

damn it.

Anis cursed in his heart.

What happened to this talent? The wound caused by it could not be healed even by system props, and his entire arm was paralyzed.

I knew that I should have killed that **** when I was in the painting shop, but keeping it until now is simply adding trouble to him.

Especially in today's hotels, ghosts are far less dense than in small towns, and when the lights are on, if you don't take the initiative to open the door, "guests" will be restricted by some invisible rules. Under such an environment, his talent was greatly restricted, and it was difficult for him to exert his full power.

This time, during the hand-to-hand combat between the two sides, he and his teammates were scattered in a hotel corridor that was very different from before.

Anis took a deep breath, suppressed his cold desire to kill, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and prepared to send a message to his teammates.

At this moment, footsteps came from ahead.

Anis paused and raised his head.

He met a person wearing a mask but whose figure was very similar to himself.

The corridor fell into an eerie dead silence.

Integrity comes first live broadcast room and the live broadcast room of the black anchor are boiling at the same time

"Hold!"

"Fuck! Groove!!"

"I've never thought of developing by this!! Who would have thought of this!"

"Hahahahahahaha the counterfeit meets the real one! It's exciting, it's so exciting."

At this moment, the black team behind made a sharp gasp, "Wait, that's"

"That face..."

The captain of the black team quickly calmed down

"Don't be confused, the one on our side is the real Mr. Arnis. Don't forget, we just saw him use his talent to save us from the small town!"

Wen Jianyan's mind was moving fast, and before the other party had time to react, he imitated Anis' tone and ordered with a gloomy taste:

"It's the captain on the opposite side."

"catch him."

"Did you hear that?" the captain of the black team raised his hand and said hoarsely, "Quick, catch that impostor!"

live broadcast room

"... Is this what you expected!! Wen Jianyan!!"