Chapter 136 Death of Yang Ming

S? Or SS?

The highest level of strange events in the world is known to be S-level, and humans have no level above S-level.

If Qingshan Mental Hospital really surpasses S-level, it will probably be a big news that shocks the world.

Then how terrifying is Zhou Qingfeng, the director of Qingshan Mental Hospital who created these strange things?

At this moment, Fang Xiu suddenly remembered that once in the Investigation Bureau, Director Wang Dehai came to him and asked him to predict the events of the Poker Organization.

That time, Wang Dehai told him that Bai Qi was attacked and there was a Poker Organization behind him.

At that time, he refused because of his limited ability. After all, the so-called prediction was false. Without direct contact with the Poker Organization, where did the prediction come from?

Now think about it, there may be a deep connection between the Poker Organization and the dean.

Because the Spade A who attacked Bai Qi was very strong, according to Yang Ming himself, he was not his opponent.

But Spade A ran away after Yang Ming broke through, which is very intriguing.

Now combined with the dean's letter, Fang Xiu finally connected everything.

The dean left a gift for Yang Ming in the mental hospital, but Yang Ming had not reached the third level at that time and was not qualified to receive the gift, so the poker organization related to the dean took action and wanted to use Bai Qi's death to stimulate Yang Ming to advance. In the final analysis, the purpose of all this was to let Yang Ming, who was at the third level, enter the mental hospital.

If it weren't for my special ability to see the weirdness of the illusion, when Qingshan Mental Hospital invaded reality, I avoided the layers of danger in the mental hospital in reality, arrived at the dean's office, and saw the letter, I'm afraid I still can't understand the dean's plan.

It seems that after solving the nightmare incident, Yang Ming must be taken to Qingshan Mental Hospital, perhaps there can be answers to all doubts.

While Fang Xiu was thinking, he suddenly felt a blur of consciousness, a sharp pain in his neck, and Yang Ming's roar of shock and anger came to his ears, and then his eyes went black.

Am I... dead?

How did I die? When?

Fang Xiu never saw who killed him until he died.

.......

.......

"Yang Ming." While walking, Fang Xiu suddenly called Yang Ming.

Yang Ming stopped: "What's wrong?"

"Please protect me."

Yang Ming was slightly stunned. He looked at Fang Xiu's calm face, seemed to realize something, and nodded solemnly.

Fang Xiu did not put all his hopes on Yang Ming. He saw that his silver hair grew wildly, and countless fine hairs were scattered, spreading around like spider webs.

These hairs occupied all around Fang Xiu, like a warning net. As long as anyone broke into it, he could sense it at the first time.

And these hairs were hidden in the thick fog, and with the night, they were almost invisible.

After doing all this, the two continued to move forward.

Suddenly, Fang Xiu felt that his hair was moved by something.

"Ten o'clock direction."

The embroidered shoes under Yang Ming's feet burst into a strange red light, whoosh!

He disappeared in an instant, and the whole person rushed towards the ten o'clock direction like a meteor.

"It's you!"

Soon, Yang Ming's shocked and angry voice sounded.

Then there was the sound of blades connecting.

The sound of fighting continued to come.

Fang Xiu had a vague guess in his mind at this time, and he immediately ran in the direction of the fight.

When he came to the battlefield through the thick fog, he saw Yang Ming beating Bai Qi.

To be precise, it should be Bai Qi who was suppressing Yang Ming.

Bai Qi's state at this time seemed very wrong, like a completely different person. If he used to follow the route of a cold and domineering president.

Now he gave people the feeling of evil and crazy, with an evil and crazy smile on his handsome face, his hair dancing wildly, coupled with his pale skin and thin figure, there was a feeling of a vampire under the moon.

And his speed seemed to have become faster. With Fang Xiu's current strength, he could at least see Bai Qi's movement trajectory, but now he could hardly see it.

Only when Bai Qi and Yang Ming collided several times, their bodies inevitably paused, and his eyes could barely keep up.

Looking at the dark golden short knife in Bai Qi's hand, the same as Yang Ming's, Fang Xiu knew how he died last time.

He should have been killed by Bai Qi with his ghostly speed.

Yang Ming was obviously unable to resist Bai Qi at this time, and was forced to retreat step by step by the opponent. Helplessly, he had to use his mouth to escape.

"Bai Qi! Are you crazy! Why did you attack me!"

Bai Qi showed a wicked sneer: "Hey, isn't this our Captain Yang? I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are so upset?"

Yang Ming's face suddenly turned black: "You are not Bai Qi! Bai Qi would never say such a thing, who are you?"

"Hehe, who else can I be if I am not Bai Qi? Once I awakened and entered the third level, I know today that I am me!"

"What! Are you out of control of your spirit?" Yang Ming said in shock.

Bai Qi's evil and arrogant face suddenly turned black: "You haven't changed at all, and you are still so annoying."

"Not Xiaobai, you entered the third level so quickly, and now you are in this state, I can hardly doubt that you are not out of control of your spirit, or you are controlled by nightmares."

"Don't call me Xiaobai!!" Bai Qi was instantly furious, and his knife became more and more sharp for a while.

"Okay, Xiaobai."

"Ah!!"

Bai Qi seemed to be stimulated, and his speed soared again. He turned into six afterimages, attacking Yang Ming from different directions.

Yang Ming was horrified, and could not tell which was real and which was fake, and tried his best to defend.

However, he was caught off guard and his throat was cut by a knife.

The two figures crossed, and Bai Qi appeared behind Yang Ming very handsomely, holding the knife in his backhand, the blade was bloody, and his evil smile was even more weird under the shining of the blood moon.

On the other hand, Yang Ming had a blood line on his neck, blood gushed out, his eyes suddenly widened, and his hands covered his neck, like a loser, falling to the ground in disbelief.

A flash of disappointment flashed in Bai Qi's eyes, and then he became excited again: "I didn't expect that after my rapid awakening to extreme speed, I was so strong, hahahaha... Yang Ming! You deserve to die! You are obviously not as good as me in everything, why are you the captain!

And you were promoted to the third level first, why are all the good things yours! What else do you have except some shit luck?"

Fang Xiu, who was not far away, frowned when he saw this scene. Is this really destiny? Even if Bai Qi was promoted to the third level and gained extreme speed, Yang Ming wouldn't be killed instantly, right?

Just when Fang Xiu was hesitating whether to go back and start over, Yang Ming's body moved.

(There will be another update later, um... this time it won't be later than twelve o'clock.)