A.B.A.I: Mystery of Ghost Village

Ch. 86

For several days, Akbar still could not let go of the feeling of having killed. He did not know if the people in this world were really just such a nightmare Xiayu said.

But when he killed, the feeling was completely real.

"Come on Akbar, wake up."

But now there was no time for him to sigh, the memories of that day still lingering in his head.

Akbar still remembered when he turned around and ran quickly towards the other side of the corridor.

At the same time, the people upstairs got no response, and they sped up and ran down.

"Fuck, what's going on?!"

Three down, and only one left upstairs.

One of the three people there also saw him and pointed at him: "Quick, he is there!"

"Come on! Don't let him escape!"

He was stuck behind the door, slowed his breathing, and immediately heard the messy footsteps approaching, and ran across the door.

The voice was similar to the original human, only their behavior was like a psychopath released from custody. He stepped forward, opened the door slightly, leaned in and saw the man in white sitting on the swivel chair with his legs crossed by Erlang, eating potato chips.

The man sneered and said, "I can't see it. You ran very fast when you escaped, and you even came back to save people."

Akbar just glanced at him, then looked at the man. He had no time to talk to her, so he raised the blood-stained blade in his hand, quickly approached her, and kicked the swivel chair in front of her with a single kick.

The man took two steps back, turned around and pulled out a long Japanese samurai sword from the filing cabinet behind.

Akbar ducked, and the sharp blade in his hand slashed down onto his thigh. The white clothes had no time to dodge, the blade cut through the flesh and made a deep wound. Blood spurted out instantly, like a tap being opened.

Akbar tore the transparent glue from his mouth, immediately held the puppy in his arms, and asked nervously, "Fatty, are you okay? They beat you up, are you hurt?"

The little boy carrying his dog pulled Akbar off the ground and said, "Let's go, there are three more people, I'm afraid they'll be back soon."

Akbar nodded and let him run out the door first with the dog in his hand.

Just got out of the door, but faced three men who ran back. And now, it's three on one. Although he could still handle it easily, it was impossible to end the battle in the blink of an eye.

He gritted his teeth, and the movements in his hands became increasingly severe. In less than five minutes, three corpses lay before him.

Akbar took a few breaths, raised his hand to wipe the blood on his cheek, turned around and walked back to the office.

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"Account ... Akbar ...."

Akbar still did not react.

"Let go!."

Booms!

"Hm? Xiao Li, what is it?." asked Akbar in a daze.

"What and what, ever since you spoke to that old man, you've been daydreaming more and more."

"It's okay, maybe just a little tired." Akbar replied slowly.

As he closed his eyes, the faces of the dead people in his hands appeared one by one.