My House of Horrors

The blood membrane was wrapped around his body. Chen Guo had been holding a fire in his heart. When the membrane broke, he could finally be unscrupulous once.

To prevent a recurrence of the membrane, Chan Song released all the ghosts directly from the comic book this time.

The old man was also struck by the scene of the huge crowd, old and young, tall and thin.

“They're all very nice.” After speaking to the old man, Chen Gong whispered to his staff: “That's your future colleague, don't drop me the chain and make a good impression. ”

The old man also heard this phrase, but didn't understand what it meant, but the employees on Chen Gong's side were all aware of it, and their eyes on the old man became different.

A large group of people suddenly appeared in the house, and the "security guards" outside the door stopped and were disturbed by the beginning of their instincts.

“Wanna run now? Didn't I just chase you? ”

Once the voice of Chan Song dropped, the blood smell around him became a little heavy. Xu Yan's fingers widened, and the wound split over the red coat, like a leopard, pounded over him.

“You help too. ”

Standing at the door, Chen Song stared at the battle scene, and the “security guard” of the mutilated body sewed on the slender ghost shadow of the third ward, but it was not much stronger, but they were more difficult to kill than the slender ghost shadow.

“Don't let any of them go! ”

The underground cadaver is a Samsung horror scene. Chen Song's own horror house can also be considered a Samsung horror scene, so Chen Song has his own background.

Under the siege of the employees, none of the three guards left, and their crippled ugly souls were turned into nutrients for the ghost house employees.

I don't see much change in the short term, but in the long run, the rest of the staff in the haunted house may have a new red coat.

Chen Gong also knows that the probability of this is relatively small, but there is no loss in trying.

Three security guards were eliminated, the world behind the door began to change even more, organs on both sides of the tunnel withered, the blood vessels on the ceiling kept cracking and the blood flowing down the wall of the tunnel.

“Shall we go?” The body of the elderly shakes gently along the passage.

“Don't worry, there's a friend who hasn't been saved.” Chen Gong called Xuyin to enter the house together and parked next to a container made of flesh and blood.

The blood vessels in Warehouse 8 had been broken, and the surface of the container had faded. Chen Song allowed Xuyin to open the container, and a smell of smell had appeared inside it. Chen Song even suspected that the man had been dead for a long time.

The blood mist poured in and a middle-aged man with tight eyes and a painful expression suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were red and his throat was roaring like a beast. It took him a long time to stop.

When the middle-aged man calmed down, Chan Sing ripped a blood vessel from his body and dragged it out.

“Dr. Chen and Dr. Gao have been playing since childhood, enjoying the same girl, and are psychiatrists, but life trajectories are quite different. ”

The blood vessels adsorbed on his body were torn, Dr. Chen's eyes slowly returned to normal on the ground, and his pupils reflected the figure of Chen Song.

After seeing Chen Gong's face clearly, his body trembled slightly, but soon returned to normal.

This detail was seen in Chen Song's eyes. He squatted in front of Dr. Chen and asked curiously: “Dr. Chen, are you surprised to see me? ”

It took a long time for Dr. Chen to make a sand dumb voice: “I just thought the scene seemed familiar. Besides, they all called me Dr. Chen, but my last name wasn't Chen. ”

“Why did you call Dr. Chan if your last name wasn't Chan?” Chen Gong thinks it's funny how this guy talks.

Dr. Chen did not respond. He grabbed the cracked container next to him and stood up a little bit.

Throughout the process, his eyes stared at Chen Song's face, and he looked at Chen Song with some hair.

For this doctor, Chen Gong dared not carelessly, Dr. Gao should be the pusher of the underground morgue, control a door for five or six years, have many ghosts and corpses. In this case, Dr. Chen can tie hands with Dr. Gao, and it is not easy to see this person.

“The reason I called Dr. Chen was entrusted with this surname, and they asked me to do something in the west suburbs of Jiujiang.” Dr. Chen was very weak and could not stand steadily. He paused for a while and continued to say: “The man's name was also Chen. ”

Upon hearing this, Chen Guo noticed something was wrong, but no matter how much he asked, Dr. Chen simply wouldn't talk.

Nor did Chen Gong force Dr. Chen. He hates being strong: “If you don't want to tell me, I will send you out safely. ”

Dr. Chen is still wanted by the police for the "trafficking” of children. After going out, he will certainly not be able to escape with such a weak body. Chen Gong decided to put him in a horror room at that time.

When Dr. Chan has repaired it, send him away.

Let old Zhou hold Dr. Chen, Chen Gong put several ghosts with almost zero fighting power into the comic book, and the surrounding area was instantly emptied.

“Don't you know the way to the principal's office, old man? Let's go straight over now.” Chen Gong lifted a crushed skull hammer, completely different from the one he had a few minutes ago.

The old man didn't turn around for a while: "What are you going to do when the doors are open? We don't need to look for keys anymore. ”

“How can you come in here empty-handed?” Chen Sing's face revealed a smile that the old man could not understand: "You just need to tell me what monsters you will encounter in front of you, just pay attention to what is going on. ”

“Don't be impulsive. I remember a lot of things. This place is definitely scarier than you think.” The old man is a little worried about Chen Gong's safety.

“I know it's dangerous here, but I have to do it.” Chen Song closed his smile, looked at the winding passage in front of him, and changed his words: “You are not the only doctor imprisoned in this bloody world, I can't help you. ”

He tried to be nice in front of the elderly.

After listening to Chan Song, the old man nodded softly: "Okay, I'll take you there. ”

“Thank you, old man. ”

“You have to be prepared, and the more you go in, the more dangerous it is, and something worse than the monster that just put the body together.” The old man recalled for a while: "This place is very similar to the underground morgue, where the bodies are roughly divided into two categories: voluntary donations like mine, and the bodies of prisoners on death row and those bought through other channels, some of which are highly resentful. ”

“Can you elaborate? ”

“The monster whose face you saw before was dug up was a death row inmate, and after the shooting, the bullet went through his skull and blew up in the front. They are malicious in their own right, but they are usually stopped by us, and we dare not build them again. But in this world, maliciousness breeds, making them more and more crazy and uncontrolled. ”