"As a surgeon cosplayer, it's normal for me to carry a 50-centimeter bone saw with me, right?" "You mean the blood on the white coat? That's red dye smeared on."
"Why do you carry tape and hand ties? Of course, it's to subdue the murderer."
Looking at the [Professor Yang's electric chair], [Mary Shaw's cutting pliers], [Fisherman's sharp iron hook] and [Owl Skull's piano wire] in the task prop column, Su Zhao forced a kind smile and patiently explained to the serious-looking police and the trembling victim, "Please believe me, I really am a good man who saved her."
Forensic expert Lin Chu was suddenly thrown into an infinite apocalypse.
When others see zombies: “Oh my god, disgusting creatures covered in blood and flesh, stay away!”
When Lin Chu sees zombies: “Moving 206 bones! Walking points, the more, the better!”
Relying on her old profession, she quickly adapted to the bloody apocalyptic world.
In a place full of chaos, others avoid it, but Lin Chu’s eyes gleam as she charges forward.
In her left hand, a thigh bone; in her right, expired medicine—both are good items, after all, she has the ability to turn waste into treasure.
Zombies, storms, earthquakes, fire rains, acid rains, locust plagues… one apocalyptic dimension after another attacks.
Fortunately, even though she’s in an apocalyptic world, the system kindly arranged a safehouse for her.
She only needs to find an intact door and settle it within the specified time.
While others scramble and fight, Lin Chu calmly pulls out a door from her space that she had picked up in the last dimension while scavenging…
Xue Mo sat in front of the computer, typing seriously.
"Knock knock knock!" A series of rapid knocks on the door sounded.
"Who is it?" Xue Mo walked to the door and asked in confusion.
"Police."
Through the peephole, two people in police uniforms were standing outside the door, and one of them showed his police ID.
"Does Xue Mo live here?"
"Yes, I am." Xue Mo hurriedly opened the door.
"We found that several recent murders are highly consistent with your novels. Please cooperate with the investigation."
"How could it be?" Xue Mo was so panicked that his mobile phone fell at his feet.
...
When the case coincides with the novel,
distorted images,
ignored details,
who is the real murderer?
The washed-up magician Zong Jiu transmigrated into a horror, infinite flow novel about a survival show, taking the place of the cannon fodder who died tragically in the first evaluation round. This show was very interesting. Out of the tens of thousands of people, only a hundred people could survive, and the c-position (strongest contender) could even get a universal wish ticket.
If it were someone else, they’d probably be scared to death.
No one expected that Zong Jiu was not only unafraid, but also caused a sensational stir, shamelessly showing off his tricks the whole way.
Once his tricks stopped, and his life could be considered safe and sound, he ended up in a rivalry with the novel’s big villain.
Today you try to get at me, tomorrow I’ll get you back, back and forth, it’s pretty fun, heh.
As a result, though it was just playing around, one time they got carried away and really did end up sleeping together. Watching the nemesis who was pressing him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily lifted his gaze. “If you want to kill me then kill me, don’t speak nonsense.” Even when at a disadvantage, he showed no trace of fear, and actually continued to provoke him.
That person used his ice-cold finger to trace his ear, and the action heading toward the aorta suddenly stopped.
“What a pity. I’ve changed my mind.”
—
He was once very willing to personally give Zong Jiu death. Every day, he used to regret not gouging out his flesh, personally snapping his neck. But after this person fell into his hands, another, more urgent desire grew like weeds.
Compared to winning or losing, he would rather see him crying and panting, with eyes red, begging for mercy.
At his best friend’s memorial service, Bai Yan almost burst out laughing and got beaten to death.
Along the way, Bai Yan’s fits of laughter turned into ones of anger. His joy quickly turned to sorrow as he met his punishment that night.
He curiously opened the app that he had never seen before on his phone and was suddenly pulled into a terrifying world of reincarnation…
An infinite stream of horror flowed into his mind, ominous descriptions, breakthroughs, and storylines.
“Can’t I properly read stallion novels anymore!”
Shen Yuan transmigrated into someone who’d tormented the young male lead almost to death, the scum villain Shen Qingqiu.
It must be known, the original Shen Qingqiu ended up being carved alive by his disciple, Luo Binghe, into a human stick, a human stick!
Ten thousand “f*ck your moms” rampaged through Shen Qingqiu’s heart:
“It’s not that I don’t want to cling to the male lead’s thighs, but who made him so f*cking black. The type who seeks thousand-fold retribution!”
Why have all the female lead’s scenes been forcibly given to him.
Why, as a scum villain, does he need to constantly sacrifice himself, blocking knife and gun for the protagonist!
Shen Qingqiu: “…I think I can still save him, one more time.”
On that day, the fog blocked everything.
On that day, he became the captain of a ghost ship.
On that day, he stepped through the thick fog and confronted a completely subverted and fragmented world— the old order had vanished, strange phenomena dominated the endless seas beyond civilized society, and isolated island city-states and fleets of ships challenged the sea that had become the last ember of lights for the civilized world. All of this while the shadows of the old days were still stirring in the deep sea, waiting to devour this world that was about to die.
But for the new captain of the ghost ship Vanished, there was only one question he had to consider first — Who knows how to drive this ship?!
That day, Gu Xi's pupils were bloodshot, and he watched helplessly as his beloved sister passed away. His hands and legs were broken, like a hyena whose spine was broken and allowed to be humiliated.
That day, he lay sluggishly on the hospital bed, full of despair, until a terrifying phenomenon appeared in the mirror, and he was threatened by the strangeness, but he was not afraid, but gave birth to hope.
"If I can't take revenge as a human being, I will become the red-robed Li Gui with overwhelming resentment and never be reincarnated!"
Wear the darkest red shirt, red pants, and red shoes!
In a very gloomy place, wearing a red robe, the whole body is blood red!
The black sky is stained with resentment, a red rope is tied around the head, and the trick door is wide open!
That day, as he looked at the howling cold wind, he felt so resentful that he fell into the abyss of extreme darkness!
.....
Seventy-seven and forty-nine days later, countless terrifying strange things were born, and resentment roared throughout the city!
People's hearts are shaken and the whole world is afraid. According to legend, red clothes are born!
That day, his enemy was forced by his elders and cried bitterly. He knelt down in front of his tomb, kowtowed and begged for forgiveness!
That day, a pair of scarlet pupils suddenly opened.
"Never forgive..."
This novel is also known as A Cheeky Kendo God
An ordinary youth who just wants to eat and drink.
An Archaic Divine sword.
An impressive and sacrificial love.
Wu Chi had never known what the way of the sword was, but his whole life revolved around the legend of the sword.
He had never been graceful, but was destined to be the most unusual and unique!
He was called a shameless swordsman, but his strength proved otherwise!
He lives for the sword, dies for the sword, and goes crazy for the sword!
I thought it was a martial arts game website. Who knows it is a martial arts training network 20 years later.
“You fight dad, buddy fight net.”
“You have background, money, power, and I have a future martial arts training network.”