Tomb Raider

Chapter 426 Cat Catching Mouse (1)
Chapter 95 Cat and Mouse
It was a very abrupt sound, and I never dreamed that there would be a sound in my ear when I decided to leave.

In an instant, thousands of thoughts came to my mind, but my legs softened unexpectedly.I staggered, and before the sound ended, I lay limp on the ground.

In an instant, I finally saw clearly what was sneering beside me just now.

Where I was hiding, on the left was the lamp slave, while on my right was a man covered in darkness.

The reason why it is said to be dark is because his whole body is immersed in darkness, although it is affected by the light on the left.But he was as insensitive to the light as a ghost, because the light of the flame couldn't penetrate the darkness in front of him at all.

It's like, an organism that can repel any light.

God!I actually stayed with a ghostly existence for more than ten minutes, but I didn't even feel a little bit.

I don't know why, but my heartbeat slowly calmed down, and that sinister sneer still sounded in front of me, without any intention of stopping.

After shivering for a long time, I looked at him in panic, forgetting that I had a pistol to kill him.The sneer echoed in the stone hall, and the surrounding lamp slaves began to sway non-stop.

I was lying on the ground terrified and at a loss. This sound has actually reached the level of disturbing the surrounding magnetic field. This is probably a height that no qigong can reach.

It's just the sound, and it hasn't used its hands or feet.What is his intention?I don't know, and he didn't mean to attack me.

It's like a cat catching a mouse, knowing that the mouse can't escape its grasp, and letting it go, and then catching it again, and so on, until the mouse dies of exhaustion.

This fucking method is simply a very perverted method, and this weird person in front of me may be a pervert I imagined. He doesn't kill me, he just wants to watch me die in fright.

I rely on!This kind of psychology can be described as shameless, even for a person with a mental illness like me, it seems very shameless.

The sneer of that ghost's "giggle" stopped abruptly, and I hurriedly touched the ground in a panic.As soon as he touched the pistol in his hand, his heart immediately stabilized.

His father, if grandpa doesn't support you today, he might scare you for a long time.Cursing incessantly in his heart, he hastily raised the pistol with his right hand and pointed it at that ghost.

To my surprise, he wasn't surprised to see the barrel pointed at him. The sneer of 'giggle' suddenly came over again, and I had mixed feelings in my heart, it was too torturous.

One bullet, if he can't kill him, I will die.

I close my eyes and point the gun at the damn thing.I have never killed anyone in my life, and even the hands of killing chickens are trembling. Now, in order to save my life, I must kill this non-human and non-ghost thing.

Pull the trigger, only to feel a very strong recoil impacting the tiger's mouth.The arm shook, and with a 'bang', the bullet flew out.

The weird sneer stopped suddenly and hit, but the thing hadn't let out a ferocious cry yet.Could it kill him with one shot?
The image of blood flying out continuously danced in his mind, and the degree of blood was no less than the feeling of seeing various corpses.

(End of this chapter)