[MTL, BL] Kidnapped an NPC in The Game

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The heavy breathing was hurried and hurried, and the limping figure ran very hard, as if the corridor with no end was dim and dark, and the chandelier above his head flickered strangely and darkly.

Zhao Yu's eyes narrowed, and he simply stopped and looked at the person who was chasing him behind him.

The identical face had a different expression, but the fake Zhao Yu didn't look at it so easily.

"I was dodged by you last time, but this time it wasn't so easy."

Fake Zhao and slowly joined the sleeves of their hands, holding the same scalpel between their fingertips.

The last time Fake Zhao Yu and Fake Zhou Wu left the rehabilitation department where they were locked up, it was to solve them.

It's just that Zhou Wu looked timid, but his skills were really good, and he even took Zhao Yu to escape with his blessing.

But now, they've all been chased away.

"Then give it a try."

Zhao Yu hooked his lips with a smile, which was very different from the gentle and handsome appearance before, his eyes sank, and he looked gloomy and cold like a poisonous snake dormant in the dark night.

The fight started without warning. The fake Zhao Yu was the one who was copied, and their thoughts and tacit understanding were like twins.

But the difference is that the fake Zhao Yu appeared after Zhao Yu was trampled on by Lin Qiu and broke his leg, and now Zhao Yu's paranoia has almost reached the top amid the intensified stimulation.

It can be said that Zhao Yu at this moment is a lunatic.

"You should be more aggressive, so as to make me more excited."

Zhao Yu let out a low laugh from his throat, a bloodstain from the corner of his eyes to the corner of his mouth, blood covering half of his face.

His provocation made Fake Zhao Yu tighten his eyebrows, but looking at the droplets of blood falling from his chin, a frenzy appeared in his eyes.

Zhao Yu discovered this detail and noticed that the other party did not leave any wounds.

He froze in his heart and began to attack the fake Zhao Yu's neck.

After several times, he captured a horrifying detail.

That is, after he cuts the opponent's neck, there will be no blood, and even in just a few seconds, the wound will heal.

The shocked look on Zhao Yu's face pleased him.

Fake Zhao Yu stretched his muscles and bones, and his expression became hideous.

"From the moment I appeared, you should be replaced by me." After the

fake Zhao Yu said this, he squeezed Zhao Yu's shoulder with his hands, and his skeleton was almost crushed with such force.

Under Zhao Yu's horrified gaze, the fake Zhao Yu opened his mouth and licked the blood from his face.

The addicted light in the other party's eyes made Zhao Yu shudder.

He gritted his teeth and stabbed the scalpel into the other's abdomen.

"Hehehe...why do you need to do this."

Fake Zhao Yu licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly pulled out the scalpel. He approached Zhao Yu step by step, staring at him frantically, as if he was going to eat him. Enter the belly.