This actor is full of tricks.

The female ghost lay limp on the ground, half-dead. She wasn't completely dead; upon hearing Lin Jue's words, her pupils trembled wildly, and she pleaded in a mournful voice, "I was wrong, I'm willing..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Jue stomped his foot on the other man's face, directly interrupting his pleas for mercy. At the same time, he looked at Yan Jun, who was filled with fear, with a serious expression: "Use your mouth."

While dealing with the provocative and bizarre situation, take the opportunity to teach this nominal younger brother a lesson about how to avoid trouble caused by espionage.

Tolerance and resentment don't work in the human world, let alone in the treacherous fog.

At this moment, the pressure emanating from Lin Jue was even more frightening to Yan Jun than entering the inner circle. He remembered the mental preparation he had made beforehand, gritted his teeth, and forced himself to swallow the nausea.

The female ghost's screams echoed throughout the inner circle, and all the prying eyes trembled. At this moment, the residents living in the inner circle finally realized that this student ghost was not as weak and frail as she appeared.

They quickly averted their gaze, no longer daring to harbor any further thoughts of prying.

[Scene 4: Your strength has been recognized by the Black Market, and you have successfully moved into the inner circle. This is a crucial step towards the top of the Black Market, and the gap between you and the top predators is gradually narrowing.]

The plot of this script moves very quickly, but that makes sense, since violent scripts don't really have any core themes; they're just purely about visual and sensory stimulation, so a fast pace is to be expected.

"Brother, I really can't finish swallowing it." Yan Jun looked troubled, his face turning an unnatural liver color. He hadn't even finished digesting the previous ones, and now he was swallowing a D-level monster far beyond his strength. His entire body was an unnatural blackish-purple color, clearly indicating that the resentment in his body had swelled to its limit.

Lin Jue didn't force the other party to finish eating. He directly killed the female ghost who was still screaming with a single slash, and at the same time checked the situation of the old man in the raincoat and the female ghost in the mirror.

These two are still digesting, so it's clear that this female ghost is going to be wasted.

Number 13 in the inner circle is a two-story building. The interior is no different from the previous houses, with dilapidated furniture and dirty floors and walls.

"Brother, I need to digest this first." As soon as he entered the house, Yan Jun breathed a sigh of relief and went straight to an empty room. The pressure he was under outside was just too much.

He not only had to process the resentment within his body, but also the various events that occurred in a short period of time that overturned his worldview.

The once unreachable inner circle has now inexplicably moved in, and the older brother's strength has reached a terrifying level, even crippling the residents of the inner circle in no time.

Lin Jue nodded, habitually surveyed the room, and only stepped out again after finding nothing noteworthy.

Now that we've come this far into the inner circle, there's no reason not to check out the mysterious Room 1.

Visibility in the inner circle is less than five meters. Standing at the entrance of No. 13, you can only roughly see No. 11 next door and No. 12 across the street. If you are any further away, it is very difficult to see clearly.

Lin Jue adjusted his backpack and walked step by step toward the deepest part. The scarlet license plate numbers on the exterior of each building were slowly decreasing, and the stench of blood in the air was getting stronger. The lurking blood mist seemed to have come to life, converging toward Lin Jue like long, blood-red worms trying to burrow into his body.

"This blood mist is not normal. Is it something emanating from the blood that has seeped into this place, or is it some kind of resentment?" He swatted away a cloud of blood mist that was drifting over. At first, he hadn't paid any attention to the blood mist, but now it seemed that the blood mist was consciously gathering towards him, as if it were being controlled by something.

However, these blood mists did not have any substantial impact, and the "No Taboos" rule was not triggered.

The deeper you go, the thicker the blood mist becomes, even replacing the original white fog. Starting from room number 6, you are surrounded by an endless blood mist, as if you have entered a blood swamp.

Even as the concentration of the blood mist increased, it had no effect whatsoever. It was as if the mist in the depths of this dark street was meant to be the color of blood.

The buildings on both sides were quiet and still, and it seemed that Lin Jue was the only one left in the entire depths, but he could keenly sense the cold aura lurking in those twisted and strange buildings.

This aura far surpasses that of the previous female ghost with the pupils, clearly reaching the C-level, and there is obviously more than one.

“From Room 6 onwards, there are C-level monsters. That means there are four more C-level monsters in Rooms 2 through 5. There are five C-level monsters hidden deep in the Black Street. We also need to add the managers in the middle and outer circles. So, that makes seven C-level monsters. This excludes the mysterious Room 1.”

"The difficulty of this script far exceeds that of the previous two three-star scripts. Is there something wrong with the system's rating? I feel that this script should be rated at least three and a half stars."

Lin Jue pondered as he slowly moved forward, eventually stopping outside room number 2.

There was no way forward; a thick wall of flesh and blood completely blocked the way. Every piece of flesh on the wall seemed to be breathing rhythmically, as if this wall of flesh possessed a life of its own.

On the right side of the flesh wall, there was a bright red door, tightly embedded in the flesh wall. The red color of the door panel was like a flowing sea of ​​blood, and with each breath of the flesh wall, a large amount of bloody mist overflowed from the door panel.

At the end of the dark street, there was such a strange wall of flesh? And there was also a bizarre door?
"The source of the blood mist is this fleshy wall. What exactly is this thing? Is it some kind of strange and eerie phenomenon?" Lin Jue frowned. He did not feel any threat from this fleshy wall. It was more like a strangely shaped building in the misty world.

He reached out and touched it. The sensation in his palm was indeed flesh and blood, but he didn't know where it came from. The texture and shape were hard to discern, as it looked like a wall that had been shredded and pieced together bit by bit.

Having gleaned no useful information from the flesh wall, he turned his attention to the door. It was a very ordinary wooden door with a gleaming brass ball handle on the vermilion panel, clearly having been handled quite a bit.

What's behind the door?
If we open this door, will we be able to access the mysterious Room 1?

"Open it, open it, open it!"

For some reason, Lin Jue felt an inexplicable urge to open the door, but just as his hand touched the doorknob, a voice suddenly came from above.

"This door was completely closed a couple of days ago, so you can't get in."

(End of this chapter)