Changes always happen so suddenly.

Ji Li calculated everything correctly, but missed a little.

That is, although there is only one ghost in this mission, there are two parts to form this ghost!

When Ji Li was on the 11th floor to observe how long Mei Sheng could delay, he suddenly saw the line-lifting ghost on the fifth floor!

Almost immediately, he took a few steps back.

This change is not to say that Ji Li is careless. The real reason is that Fang Shenyan thought that the news was not very important at the time, so he didn't mention it much.

Now, it is precisely because of this negligence that Ji Li will be completely subverted.

It is enough to kill a ghost, just use half of its strength.

If a human figure kills Mei Sheng, and a ghost raises the thread to kill Ji Li, then his method of delaying time will be fundamentally strangled!

However, Ji Li underestimated Mei Sheng, and also underestimated Mei Sheng.

Just a few ghosts can bring life and death crisis to Mei Sheng, but it is not easy to kill in a short time!

Just then, Mei Sheng could almost realize the whole picture of the matter through that glance.

She also thoroughly understood Ji Li's plan, but she was not anxious. She ignored the green palm hanging above her head and devoted herself to dealing with the two silk threads.

In her opinion, these two silk threads are fatal. Once they are completely blocked, they can only be killed by fixed-point units.

However, perhaps because the attack on the ghost was not complete, or perhaps it thought it was enough to kill the plum sound, so it only used two.

And this also gave Mei Sheng a major opportunity to breathe!

On the phone in his left hand, there was still a recording of Xue Tinghai's interrogation of the line-up seeker playing. The sound gradually became noisy, indicating that the scene was approaching chaos.

The identity information and address information of the two people who lifted the thread were echoing in the spot one after another.

The movement here entered Mei Sheng's ears, and also alarmed the vast ghost tide on the first floor!

They began to walk purposefully towards the elevator where Mei Sheng was, with a slight temptation. They looked at the figure who was also wearing masks and had many questions.

This situation made Mei Sheng, who was unable to break free from the silk thread, overjoyed, which shows that the models were not completely obedient to the orders and the thread-lifting ghost.

They also belong to two individuals. Although the line-lifting ghost has the ability to control it, its instinct is driving the ghost tide to find out.

The several models in front of Mei Sheng were getting closer and closer, and there were only two steps less than half a meter away from her.

Living people cannot break free from silk threads, so is it OK for models with supernatural powers?

Regardless of whether it is possible or not, Mei Sheng has no choice.

I saw her stretching out her free right hand and taking off the mask above her head very decisively. The original pretty face of the iceberg beauty was immediately exposed.

All this completely overturned the already suspicious ghost tide.

Their long-awaited killing target finally appeared and began to rush towards Mei Sheng's position. The nearest models had already grabbed their hands at Mei Sheng.

Mei Sheng was waiting for this moment because the posture she kept before being tied was the cell phone that was poking out her left hand, that is, the position at the front of the body of the left hand, which was bound by the silk thread.

As she expected, the first target of the first model rushing over was her left hand.

When the model's palm touched Mei Sheng's left hand, the powerful inertia immediately stretched out the silk thread suspended in the horizon!

At the same time, one after another, a series of models rushed up and threw Mei Sheng to the ground from the standing position.

It was this move that also broke the last silk thread on Mei Sheng's shoulder. Although Mei Sheng was pressed down by three models, she recovered her ability to move at the same time!

But the mask was never thrown away on her right hand.

Almost as she saw that her neck was about to be broken by that hand, she put the mask on her face and death stopped immediately!

The models were stunned again, they were just a group of fools without eyes.

Mei Sheng thought so, and the same is true for the thread-lifting ghost.

For this reason, it no longer conceals it, and directly flashes from the fifth layer to the first layer, and the blue palm disappears instantly, as if it returns to the line-lifting ghost.

Models shouldn't stay anymore, at least that's how the slut thinks.

On the other hand, Ji Li, who was witnessing everything, did not delay any longer. He was stopping at the starting position of the twelve steps.

There was a phone call in his ear, and he was calling Fang Shenyan.

Because by time, Mei Sheng has delayed for a long time, why hasn't Fang Shenyan come yet?!

The phone was answered after waiting for a while. The waiting time made Ji Li's heart sink to the bottom. He knew that there must be twists and turns on Fang Shenyan.

"How long will it take?" Ji Li just asked in a deep voice.

But I heard that the environment on Fang Shenyan seemed very noisy, as if it was on the street, and there were some angry curses from Japanese people around.

"It's blocked on the elevated road." Fang Shenyan just replied coldly.

Then Ji Li heard a gust of wind whistling, and then something fell down as if something was coming.

A young man's scream also followed. After the sound of a motorcycle igniting, Fang Shenyan's voice became ethereal.

"Five minutes!"

Ji Li hung up the phone and looked up at the stairs. He knew his plan wouldn't work.

People are not as good as God is. No one would have thought that on November 6, there would have been a blizzard in Kyoto, which was the largest snowfall in the past decade, which caused traffic congestion.

Fang Shenyan should have been blocked on the viaduct, not too far away. He seemed to have just grabbed a motorcycle and was rushing towards him.

Fang Shenyan was already late for a while, so he would never be late for the second time. He said that if it was five minutes, it would be five minutes.

And these last five minutes were enough to kill Ji Li and Mei Sheng.

Ji Li took a deep breath and finally stepped onto the twelve floors. He didn't know where there would be a way out here.

But probably it should be related to the fourth branch and the model warehouse, but Ji Li was not sure at all.

He has never been used to using unproof gambling to decide his actions, not to mention that if he makes a mistake now, he will never look back.

But now, all he can do is bet, betting that his luck is not too bad.

"Ji Li! The model warehouse on the twelfth floor is a road to life!"

Just as Ji Li tried his best to sprint up the twelve-story stairs, he heard a sharp roar coming from downstairs.

It belongs to Mei Sheng, is she reporting the message to Ji Li?

Is it something revealed in the audio of the mobile phone?

no……

Ji Li's face was as gloomy as water, and at the same time, it burst out with all its speed.

Mei Sheng is not reporting the message to him at all, but reporting the message to the ghost who raises the thread!

Warn it, someone is rushing to the twelfth floor, and someone is going to stick out to the siege and let the line-lifting ghost kill Ji Li!

That's all!
Chapter completed!