After 20 years of playing tricks, I entered the horror game

Xu Linhao and Wu Yawen, who had been talking before, froze immediately, and their bodies trembled slightly. Unexpectedly, Lin Chen didn't have any scruples, and directly dragged the matter to such an extent.

Immediately did not dare to say another word.

The same is true for other people. Since Lin Chen said so, it means that Lin Chen really cares about their forced entry.

These words were not aimed at Wang Zihao or Xu and Wu, but at everyone present!

Lin Chen smiled coldly, the voice was still extremely calm.

But when it fell into the ears of everyone, it added a bit of coolness to this deserted small courtyard.

"To you, they are just dead things. To me, they are much more interesting than you." Lin Chen glanced at the two ghost farm tools in his hand, then glanced at the crowd and said:

"And with your strength, what effect can you make? Naturally, you are clear in your heart. What is the intention of breaking these two ghosts? Are you deliberately provoking me or killing others? If it is the former, then you will all die today. If it is the latter, Let us take a good look today, who is the chicken and who is the monkey."

Lin Chen's voice became much calmer, with a hint of banter, and the chill in it made people feel even more biting.

Everyone's hearts were beating wildly, and the season was extremely moving, and many people even took a step back secretly.

Duan Jibo sighed slowly. Seeing this, he knew that even if he tried to persuade him, he would not be able to stop Lin Chen.

Moreover, he didn't intend to interfere at all. In his eyes, the behavior of these people was indeed meaningful, which made him very annoyed.

Chen is someone that even Zhou Geng has to take seriously. If you want to ride on the top, you don't see your own strength clearly.

Cold sweat dripped from Wang Zihao's forehead, and within a short period of time, he felt his entire back was wet with sweat.

He knew that Lin Chen was powerful, but it still shocked him to be so strong.

But the current situation did not allow him to think too much, he already felt that Lin Chen's butcher knife would fall on him at any moment.

Everyone else stopped talking, now, he can only help himself!

"Chen... Li Shen! I apologize to you, it was our fault, please... please let me go!" Wang Zihao's voice sounded, filled with endless pleas.

He struggled wildly, like a seven-inch snake being stepped on by a hunter, and shouted in horror: "I'll give you all my food, you should be almost out of food now, I still have seven days left on me." I’ll give you all of my food reserves! Just please don’t kill me!”

"It doesn't work."

As soon as Lin Chen finished speaking, the hammer and rake in his hand immediately hit Wang Zihao from top to bottom.

Among them, the curved blade on the iron rake directly pierced Wang Zihao's body, and the hammer directly hit the back of Wang Zihao's head!

And Wang Zihao, a four-star high-level player, died on the spot without even making a sound.

The iron rake and hammer are two ghost farm tools that are indeed useless, but with Lin Chen's strength, even with mortal objects, he can easily kill four-star players in seconds.

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Chapter 334: Lin Chen's Inventory, No Humanity

A four-star high-level player died just like that, without even making a sound.

Lin Chen's iron blood instantly frightened everyone, so that everyone dared not even vent their anger, and their hearts were extremely excited.

Lin Chen slowly raised his head, looked at the other eight people and said with a sneer, "It's time to settle your account for breaking into the courtyard."

He just stood there, his black hair fluttering in the wind, but his eyes fell on everyone, making people bow their heads involuntarily.

And as soon as these words came out, everyone's heart became extremely cold, especially the two leading captains, Xu Linhao and Wu Yawen, their bodies began to tremble.

"Li...Li Shen, we definitely didn't destroy those two ghosts on purpose. We came here to discuss cooperation with you." Wu Yawen couldn't hold back a smile anymore, trembling.

"Before you refused to cooperate, but when you climbed the wall and saw that we got new news, you ran over again and broke in without my answer. Do you think I won't kill people? Who is it? Give you confidence?" Lin Chen sneered.

He restrained himself, and his strong murderous aura was almost solidified, firmly locked on the eight people.

Xu Linhao is the most powerful among the rest, and he is also a high-level one. At this time, he took a deep breath, trying to calm his restless heart, and then said:

"Li Shen, we are wrong about this matter, but the culprit, Wang Zihao, is dead. I think we should talk about cooperation, which will benefit everyone."

His meaning was obvious, he wanted to use conditions to impress Lin Chen, so that Lin Chen would no longer pursue the previous things, and he wanted to continue to learn clues about the deserted village from Lin Chen.

Lin Chen jokingly said, "Okay, then tell me, what can impress me?"

When the eight people heard the words, there was a touch of joy on their faces.

As long as Lin Chen lets go, they will have a chance to get some clues about the deserted village, and this conflict can also be dissipated.

"We can give you food. You also know how important food is in a deserted village. Especially today, our hunger is stronger than yesterday. This shows that the hunger is likely to double every day. It also means that That means we need more food." Xu Linhao said.

"So?" Lin Chen's eyes became more playful.

Xu Linhao noticed this look, and his heart skipped a beat, but he couldn't figure out where Lin Chen's confidence came from.

But he continued: "As for the players who enter the dungeon, we have already learned that the food they bring will basically not exceed ten days. Considering our increasing demand for food, that is to say, the food in our hands Food, in the end, will last no more than eight days."

"So we can use days to calculate. I can first give you one day's food as an apology, and use another day's food in exchange for the useful information you just got from the seven little ghosts."

Xu Linhao stopped, and he pointed out the pros and cons. He thought this was also Lin Chen's key point, and wanted to persuade Lin Chen.

However, when Lin Chen heard the words, he sneered sarcastically, looked at Xu Linhao with a foolish look, and said, "Are you so sure that I don't have much food?"

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then they were a little surprised.

And Xu Linhao's heart sank even more, with a bad feeling.

Xu Linhao said: "Originally, you should have a lot of food. Maybe you brought more food than us, but haven't you been entangled by the seven little ghosts? The daily food intake of the seven little ghosts is almost three days of normal people. Amount of food."

Everyone nodded.

In their eyes, even if Lin Chen did not have the habit of backing up food like them, he would not deliberately bring a large amount of food into the dungeon. It is already very difficult to persist until now.

And the storage space is limited, unless Lin Chen will carry a lot of storage space full of spicy sticks on his body, but this possibility is too low, which is not in line with common sense.

However, Lin Chen suddenly shook his head and said, "What are seven little devils? I have too much in stock."

As he said that, Lin Chen waved his hand, and countless bags of spicy sticks flew out of him, rushed to the sky, and slowly descended.

Like a rain of hot peppers, it piled up almost half of the courtyard before stopping.

"This is a small amount, but if you think it's not enough to deal with those brats, I still have several times the amount."

Lin Chen's voice sounded slowly.

And the others didn't bother to reply.

Whether it was Duan Jibo and Duan Qi, or the eight players including Xu Linhao, all of them had their mouths wide open and their faces were full of shock.

The spicy rain stopped, and after a long time, Duan Jibo took a deep breath:

"No wonder you got more than 4 million RMB after auctioning the ghosts, but you couldn't find any market fluctuations. So it's not that you didn't spend money, but you all bought spicy sticks?"

Duan Jibo suspected that he was dead, and silently felt sorry for the blue-clothed members of Linjiang City who were guarding Lin Chen in various places.

What high-end clubs, luxury shopping malls, luxury houses, luxury car sales centers, and casinos, etc., are all wrong.

The supermarkets and food processing factories in the whole city should be blocked!

Duan Qi was also stunned, and looked at Lin Chen with a bewildered expression. She finally knew how many spicy sticks Lin Chen had on him, which made her doubt life on the spot.

She has seen a lot of people who got rich overnight. Many players came out of the dungeon and became rich overnight.

But those people are not buying luxury cars, luxury houses, or spending time and money.

It was definitely the first time in her life that she had seen people who spent money to buy so many spicy sticks.

Other players who originally regarded food as their own confidence were all stunned. Seeing this scene, they felt that their three views were constantly collapsing, reorganizing, collapsing, reorganizing.

A person who was made a god by Zhou Geng carried an unimaginable amount of spicy sticks on his body, the contrast was too great.

"Let me ask you, is the stuff on me enough to deal with those brats, and is it enough for me to survive here?" Lin Chen asked coldly.

Only then did Xu Linhao, Wu Yawen and the others come to their senses.

Although they were not surprised, at this moment, the two of them only felt that their bodies were drenched in cold sweat.

What they rely on is not even a hair on Lin Chen's side, let alone negotiations. Whether they can expose the previous matter is still a matter of opinion.

At the same time, their intestines were green with regret.

Because when Duan Jibo mentioned resource integration before, they refused because of Lin Chen's situation. If they had known this, they could not wait to join Duan Jibo's resource integration.

Although these foods are considered junk food when they are outside, they are definitely a lifesaver in a deserted village!

Xu Linhao was sweating coldly, his mind was spinning crazily, thinking about how to dispel Lin Chen's anger, food was definitely no longer needed, and they already had backbone if they didn't beg Lin Chen to give them some food.

Soon, he noticed the two broken ghosts inserted into Wang Zihao's body by Lin Chen, his eyes lit up immediately, and he said hastily:

"Li Shen, we don't know that you have so much food on your body, but I can change the condition or something. We can give you all the ghost weapons on your body as compensation for the damage of your two ghost farm tools."

As he said that, he put the ghost farm tool in his hand on the ground, and the other eight people did the same immediately when they saw this.

Lin Chen shook his head and said, "Do you think my strength still needs these?"

Xu Linhao's face froze, and then he forced a smile: "No need, but these ghosts are valuable after all. Currently, horror games are opened more frequently. Although many people have ghosts, there are also many new players. Such a life-saving weapon is also hard to find."

"Especially the ghost weapons in the dungeon. After taking them out, the power that can be exerted should be even stronger."

As he spoke, he took out two ghost props from the storage space again.

Seeing this, the others also took out one by one.

Not long after, twenty ghost weapons were piled up on the ground, and Xu Linhao also looked at Lin Chen with a sigh of relief.

With so many ghosts piled up here, he believed that even Lin Chen would never be tempted.

However, Lin Chen spoke again, and his voice became even more sarcastic: "It's just a pile of broken copper and iron. I can hardly hold this stuff."

After all, the entire courtyard was shaken by Lin Chen's spiritual power, and all those spicy sticks were taken back, and replaced by thousands of ghost props!

Everyone: "!

! ”

On the ground, there are weapons such as broadswords, long swords, steel whips, and spears, as well as props such as glasses, robes, watches, and cigarettes.

It can be said that it is very complete.

The most important thing is that among these ghosts, the worst ones are at the level of fierce gods, mixed with the ghosts of ghost king level, like garbage.

Moreover, there are more than a dozen ghost-level ghosts among them. Among the pile of ghosts, there is an icy cold light, which is fascinating.

Everyone was stunned again, and the scene became silent.

Xu Linhao and Wu Yawen, who had just raised a trace of confidence, froze in place, motionless.

Lin Chen's two waves were completely explosive to them, and they were so inhumane!

There are so many terrifying ghosts, even the really big organizations can't possibly have them.

"Boy Chen, sell these to me, I promise to give you a fair price!"

Duan Jibo shouted from the side, his eyes were glistening, and he rubbed his hands, almost bleeding out.

Lin Chen feeds the whole family by himself, but in a large organization like his, the need for these ghosts is unimaginable.

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"What? Price? Is it a ghost coin?" Lin Chen shouted as if he didn't hear clearly.

Duan Jibo was taken aback, and was about to answer, but at this moment, Lin Chen actually spoke again.

"I don't lack ghost coins. I still have 200 billion ghost coins with me, and I haven't had time to spend them yet."

After Lin Chen finished speaking, a dazzling light flashed again in the courtyard.

A hill formed by piling up ghost coins appeared in front of everyone.

Chapter 335: Changes in the iron pot.

Watching this scene, someone finally couldn't take it anymore, and his legs gave way and he fell to the ground.

Even a four-star player must submit to Lin Chen's money power!

……

"Fuck!"

Duan Jibo yelled, even if he counted him, there was a blank in his mind. With the money, Lin Chen could almost buy the Blue Clothes Headquarters. Of course, no one would sell it...

too exaggerated!

"I remembered, you killed several ghost kings and a large group of ghost kings, you should have found them from them, and what do you mean by taking it out after I spoke? Kill your own people too?"