My House of Horrors

The doctor seemed calm in the face of the smiley man's questioning and seemed to have taken this into account.

He moved behind Chen and pulled the scarf up: “A friend of mine told me all about you. ”

“How did your friend know about this?” The smiling man's secret was discovered. The smile on his face blossomed as if it were a flower. The tone of speech or deity was completely different from the one before. The guy might only be really happy when he kills people.

“You only killed all the passengers in the car, and that friend of mine witnessed all this outside the car. ”

“Where is he now? ”

“He's dead, went into the underworld and never came out. ”

Hearing the doctor say that the informant is dead, the smiling man's expression has changed very subtly and seems to be deploring.

“The last time I stayed alive, but it's okay, I'll do more serious checks this time.” The smiley face man no longer concealed his killing machine, he walked down the aisle and a black line emerged beneath his skin, like a black blood vessel.

“Is this guy human or ghost?” The middle-aged man knew that the smiling man was not a mess, and he gave up his wife and child sitting behind the smiling man and ran to the front door of the car alone, ready to get out of the car and flee.

“Calm down, even if you kill us, you can't escape. As the doctor said, the real target behind this is you, we're all involved.” Chen Quochao is in front of the doctor: “Everyone is now a grasshopper on a rope. Murdering each other will only benefit the masterminds behind the scenes. Let's unite to deal with all the emergencies that may follow. ”

Grasp the backpack with your fingers. Chan Sing's palms are sweating. Xu Yan warned him before. This smiling man is very dangerous.

When the doctor spoke, the smiley face man did not hide his intent to kill, but when he opened his mouth to Chan Song, he hesitated for a moment, but only slightly.

“You're right, but why should I do what you say?” The black line under the smiley face man's skin is connected, like a net pocket, to extract his flesh.

For a normal person, the pain is simply unbearable, but smiling men not only do not show pain, but laugh more happily.

He seemed accustomed to the pain and reached for his mouth corner, a feeling of tearing his lungs apart and peeling his cramps, slowly removing his disguise.

As the bones were elevated, the neck, which was otherwise unnatural, became longer.

“It may seem easy to kill us in your opinion, but don't forget that there is a pair of high heels in this car, and the owner of the shoes is now following a passenger. I know you have the power to kill all of us, but what's in it for you?” Speaking of red heels, the smiling man slightly converged, his hand reaching into the corner of his mouth stopped.

“We're not enemies, you've killed a car before, and you're complaining behind all this, but what does that have to do with us? The mastermind involved us in order to deal with you, and in a sense, we should be companions because we have a common enemy!” Chen Song pointed to the blood fog outside: “The road is gone when we come, we know nothing about the world, no one knows what will happen next, in this case, are you really confident to escape alone? ”

Blood silk in the fog is stuck on the windows of the car, and the old bus skin has been stained red.

“There's no time to think about it, and if you disagree, we'll have to fight for it. Even if we can't beat you, biting down a few pieces of meat before we die will be fine.” Chen Gong touched the hammer handle of the crushed skull hammer across the backpack, and he didn't know if the smiley face man would work with them, so he had to make two plans.

No one spoke in the car, quiet instantly, and the smiley face man seemed to be weighing the pros and cons.

When both sides were nervous, the center of the car suddenly pounded.

“Shit? Where are we?” The drunk rolled off the seat and fell to the floor.

He looked out the window, and the thick mist covered all the buildings, and he awoke instantly.

The atmosphere in the car was slightly eased by the drunken man, the black thread under the smiling man's skin slowly disappeared and his body was restored to its original condition.

As if nothing had ever happened before, the smiley man returned to his seat.

“What's going on?!” The drunk man strangled himself so hard: “I slept, where did you pull me? Where's the driver? Where's the driver? ”

“The driver has jumped, and we don't know where this is, but there's one thing to be sure, it's dangerous here.” Chen Gong relieved the smiling man when he sat back in his place.

Both sides didn't tear their faces to great advantage for Chan Song, after all, he was ready to use the power of the smiley face man to deal with the shadows.

“The driver jumped? Wait a minute, I'm a little messed up, let me flip.” Drunk man breaks his finger: “I was drinking, and after drinking, I sat at the bus station and waited for the bus. It seemed like I was asleep. I woke up and caught the last bus. There's nothing wrong with that! ”

The drunken man smelled like alcohol, his voice had a strong nose, his tongue was a little loud, and his vomiting was not clear: "By the way, why did the driver jump? Did you guys meet the hijacker? Why didn't you wake me up? ”

If the robber goes to rob Chen Gong's bus, it's really bad luck for eight lifetimes.

“We haven't seen hijackers, but we're more than a dozen times scarier than we are with hijackers.” Chen Gong didn't just leave each other cold because he looked like a normal person. He was very enthusiastic about everyone: “Perverted homicidal maniacs may be hidden in the blood mist, and if you are caught by them alone, you are likely to be sliced. ”

“They slice? No, I'm calling the police!” The drunk took out his cell phone, but after entering the bloody fog, the phone ran out of signals.

“The fog is blocking the signal. Save your energy, or we'll all die here.” Chen Guo pacified the drunk and looked at the others: “The bus parked in the middle of the road is too conspicuous, I think we should find a place to hide, observe it in secret before deciding on the next plan. ”

“I don't mind.” The doctor was the first to respond, and the other passengers continued to make statements.

“Well, let's just get out of the car and stay in one place and think something's coming.” Chen Guo lifted his backpack and a travel bag with a white cat, first walking down the 104.

He used his pubic pupils and looked at the surrounding buildings with a strange expression: "These buildings, I've seen in the puppet game! ”

In order to open the first archive, Chen Gong ran the streets of the game almost every time.

“The game corresponds to reality, which is very beneficial to me. ”

All roads are well kept in mind, and the blood fog has minimized interference with Chan Song.