Chapter 233: Death Trap! 'Puppet'!

"Was your brain kicked dizzy?"

"Big silly bull, I'm here."

At this time, a teasing voice came from the left.

Gao Chang looked over and saw Su Yang waving at him with a smile.

He roared and rushed out, his body leaping high, killing Su Yang with a 'Fierce Tiger Leaving the Mountain.'

The next moment, the imagined 'meat cushion' didn't appear.

Instead, he crashed to the ground, his blood and energy churning from the impact.

"Big silly bull, you got the direction wrong."

Su Yang's voice came strangely from the right again.

Gao Chang immediately climbed up, vigilantly watching this figure before him like a great enemy.

The corners of that handsome face hung with a faint smile, as if mocking his stupidity.

"Is this your trump card?" Gao Chang calmed down.

"A little trick, not a trump card," Su Yang spread his hands.

"Then let's compare and see whose talent lasts longer," Gao Chang sneered repeatedly.

His talent duration was a full ten minutes.

And Su Yang's 'Afterimage' was linked to space, so it must have great limitations in time.

He only needed to endure this period to be invincible.

Vengeance!

"Sure, let's compare."

Suddenly, a whisper like a demon's came from his ear.

Gao Chang's expression changed instantly, and a sharp pain came from his chest.

He looked down slowly and saw a folding knife deeply embedded in his chest.

The folding knife wasn't long, but it was just the distance from the skin to the heart.

Gao Chang gripped the folding knife in disbelief, his body swaying violently.

"Looks like I won."

The figure in the distance slowly disappeared, and a familiar face appeared before him again.

"You..."

Gao Chang's consciousness gradually dissipated, gripping Su Yang's shoulder hard, his five fingers turning blue and purple.

"You helped Ruan Ziliang teach the bully a lesson today; I've changed my view of you a bit."

"It's just that I didn't expect you to listen to others and take your own life as a bet."

"Based on my experience playing games, people who bet their lives always end up very miserably."

"You are no exception."

As the words fell, blood spilled from the corner of Gao Chang's mouth, his body swaying, and finally he collapsed to the ground with a bang.

Su Yang squatted down and pulled out the folding knife; warm blood shot out like an arrow, splashing the ground.

He used Gao Chang's clothes to wipe the blood off the blade and looked toward the other side of the battle.

Compared to the fierce Gao Chang, Shen Yuran's combat power was clearly much weaker.

Plus, she was caught off guard by Qin Weiyang at the beginning; that kick nearly exploded her chest.

At this moment, she was being hung and beaten by Qin Weiyang.

No exaggeration, just unilaterally hung and hammered.

Her delicate body flew back and forth in mid-air, kicked into the air, then slammed down heavily.

Like a pancake being flipped, tossed back and forth.

"Playing around?" Su Yang was quite surprised.

With Qin Weiyang's decisive temperament, she would never show mercy; when facing enemies, she usually killed them in one blow.

But now she was ravaging Shen Yuran like this, clearly showing she was holding a breath in her heart.

Holding a grudge against the insulting words she said at the beginning.

Shen Yuran's body was nearly falling apart, and there wasn't a single good bone left on her.

The horrific, earth-shattering screams echoed leisurely; there was no telling how many times they had vomited blood from the beginning until now.

"No, please..." Shen Yuran said mournfully.

"Snap!"

Before she could finish her sentence, a heavy slap landed on her face, forcibly stifling her words.

Shen Yuran stared at Qin Weiyang with deep hatred; just as her mouth opened, she was slapped back again.

Teeth flew everywhere, blood covering the ground.

"Slap slap..."

Qin Weiyang slapped frantically, her hands almost swinging into phantoms, each one using all her strength.

Shen Yuran struggled symbolically at first, but after a while, there was no movement.

She was beaten to death.

Her cheeks were swollen like a pig's head, and there wasn't a single piece of good flesh on her body.

Her clothes had long been torn into rags hanging on her body, a miserable sight.

Su Yang walked over to look, his eyelids jumping slightly.

"Satisfied?"

"Hmm..." Qin Weiyang nodded expressionlessly.

"If you're not satisfied, there's another one lying over there," Su Yang pointed.

Qin Weiyang looked over and shook her head with little interest.

Beating a living person was fine, but don't bother with a dead one.

Su Yang leaned down to examine it for a few moments, tsking, "Is this still Shen Yuran? Can't even tell it's a person."

"Do you think I was too heavy-handed?" Qin Weiyang asked.

"Heavy is heavy, but as long as you're satisfied," Su Yang flipped her body over and took off her rag-like clothes.

Her back was also covered in large bruises; it wasn't hard to imagine the degree of torture she had suffered in the short two minutes before her death.

In fact, Su Yang knew Qin Weiyang had held back.

If she could, she could have ended the other party's life with one knife.

If it weren't for venting her anger, she wouldn't have been so measured.

Injuring the body, but not fatal.

Forcibly beating Shen Yuran into an 'alien.'

"Throw them up?" Qin Weiyang frowned at the bloodstains on the clothes.

"Not yet, let's see."

Su Yang looked twice and dragged Gao Chang's corpse over as well.

The two corpses lay side-by-side on the ground, revealing their tattoos.

A dragon and a rat, vivid and lifelike.

Qin Weiyang saw Su Yang's focused expression and realized the tattoos were strange.

She observed carefully for a while and suddenly let out a soft "Eh."

"See it?" Su Yang asked.

Qin Weiyang touched Shen Yuran's back, then touched Gao Chang's back.

"Texture... different."

Although both were in the same style, the details were also depicted very realistically.

But touching them, they felt completely opposite.

Gao Chang's tattoo was natural, feeling no different from the skin elsewhere.

While Shen Yuran's tattoo had a bit more stagnation.

It was as if...

"Dead person?!" Qin Weiyang's expression changed abruptly.

Su Yang's heart stirred; he took a knife and shaved off an inch of skin from the tattoo, holding it up to the flashlight to examine.

The skin under the light wasn't smooth and had old wounds overlapping with the bruises.

"That's right, she died long ago," Su Yang nodded slightly.

At first, seeing Shen Yuran, he felt this person was very wrong.

Expressions stiff, facial muscles rigid when speaking.

There was also a faint stench when approaching.

Now it seemed, Su Yang hadn't guessed wrong.

"The original Shen Yuran is already dead; this one is a puppet."

Qin Weiyang's expression became solemn, "No wonder I never saw her use her talent from beginning to end."

It turned out that her ability to act was the 'talent' itself!

"Done by the Guardian?" Qin Weiyang speculated.

"Most likely; he already knows your and my weaknesses and has figured out our style of doing things," Su Yang nodded slightly.

"You mean... all the things she said before were to deliberately provoke me?"

"Hmm, and Gao Chang's death is likely part of the plan."

Su Yang noticed a slight movement and turned to look at the pitch-black passage.

Then the corners of his mouth lifted slightly: "Looks like while we were treasure hunting, other players weren't idle either."

"But games, this is the only way it's interesting." ===== CHAPTER 234 =====