My House of Horrors

The shop owner is counting Chen Song, why is Chen Song not counting the store owner?

Three out of four recruits, the shop owner thinks he can take advantage of the number of people. He doesn't know that 99 percent of the battles in front of him are on Chen Gong alone.

After entering the hotel, Chen Guo did not move slightly, but also in the hands of the owner of the unscrupulous store, such as the police with guns and the red coat in the refrigerator.

Now both sides feel that they are proactive, so they all have a smile on their faces.

“The other side may also be hiding guns, with limited ammunition, he may not be able to use them until the critical juncture, so I will have to pre-empt them later, and when he hasn't reacted, just scrap their hands and make it impossible for them to shoot. ”

Chan Song handles the problem in a simple way, and in order to prevent accidents, he tends to address the root causes directly.

“Give up the resistance, we have no malice, we just want you to play a little game with me.” The owner thinks he's taking the absolute initiative, and he looks relaxed: “I'm sure you've realized there's something wrong with the chair, and the toxins on it will make you a little less resistant and then die after enjoying the extreme pain. ”

The shop owner took a clear glass of water out of his pocket, and the blood filament was pouring: “I only have one bottle of medicine, and only one of you four can live. ”

“I'm not poisoned. Your threats are useless to me.” Chen Goo pulled the zipper off his backpack and put his hand in it.

“Soon you'll be just like them, and I advise you not to do meaningless things, lest you lack arms and legs, to influence your next gaming experience.” The fat on the shop owner's face shivered with excitement, and he seemed to particularly like watching the living kill each other. The feeling of rubbing all the good things down and trampling them on the ground made him feel good.

“What game do you want to play?” Chen Song is very interested in games. He needs more interesting entertainment in his haunted house. Ordinary entertainment games and haunted house atmosphere do not match, but the games spoken from the murderous rave are different.

The ghost house of horror, accompanied by the games that homicidal fanatics love to play, Chen Song's mind has appeared to the tourists screaming.

“A lot, like cutting cakes, grabbing chairs, hiding, etc.” The fat boss felt he had taken control of the whole thing, and he was patient with Chen Song about the games.

The harsh rules of the game and the perverted gaming experience make Chen Song feel uncomfortable just listening to it: “I'm afraid tourists will put themselves in the emergency room if they do it completely, but some games have a pretty good idea. ”

“Tourists? What are you talking about?" Fat boss and cook are only a few meters away from Chen Gong.

“Sorry, I'm used to talking to myself because I have more friends with me.” Chen Gong did not explain to Fat Boss the relationship between more friends and a man talking to himself. He has squeezed out the potential value of Fat Boss and is ready to tear off his disguise.

“With all the bullying and the possession of the instruments, I don't have many chances of winning, but I can't wait to die.” Chen Gong bit his teeth and looked fierce.

“In fact, we prefer to kill fresh life to poison. The more you struggle, the more excited we get!” The fat boss couldn't stop laughing, his body trembling like a rocking meat mountain.

“The harder the victim struggles, the more excited are you?” Chen Gong waited until Fat Boss walked in front of him before suddenly smiling: “That's great, today I'll excite you enough! ”

Shaking off his backpack, Chen Guo held the hammer like a vertebral bone in his hands, raised it high and slammed it round into Fat Boss's chest.

“Pfft!”

Chen Gong has identified Fat Boss as a living person because the blood he spits is still hot.

“Aren't you excited now?! ”

Considering that fat may have a shock absorbing effect, Chen Gong used his full strength and Fat Boss's huge body could not hold up at all and was directly hammered.

For a moment, before the chef in the back reacted, Chen Gong quickly walked forward, breaking Fat Boss's arms and one leg.

Even if he took the upper hand, Chen Gong would still not be taken lightly. He was not sure if Fat Boss had a hidden pistol, so he used the safest method.

His arms were broken, his hands were lost, and even with a police gun, he could not open it.

Harsh, resolute, cunning, cautious, this is the impression Chen Song left for the cook. He even wants to cook with these customers, the next moment his boss will be hammered directly spitting blood!

What a despicable person to hide such a large hammer in your backpack!

The chef's eyes beat restlessly, and the chopping knife in his hand compared to the hammer of his opponent was like a toy.

He thought wildly about the countermeasures in his mind, and when he looked up, he accidentally looked at Chen Song.

The brutal and horrible look made people chill. When he thought that Chen Song was going to say something to him, who thought that Chen Song directly rushed over with a broken skull hammer, without a word of bullshit, he couldn't find any broken hair.

Too soon, the brain hasn't figured it out yet, and the body has already felt the pain.

The chopping knife in his hand fell to the floor and the cook watched his arms drip soft and his fingers weakly loosened.

“I…”

The cook wanted to talk, but Chan Song didn't give him this chance. He was too cautious and wouldn't let the enemy talk to interfere with himself until he had completely taken control of the situation.

Several hammers went down again, and the cook was hammered to the ground.

“Well, now you can talk. Tell me, where is the antidote that will restore their mobility?” Chen Guo first took the antidote in Fat Boss's hand. He looked at the blood silk in it and thought of the scene long ago when he was fighting the Living Coffin Village and the Weird Talk Association. At that time, Wu Fei also had such a bottle of blood silk in his hand.

“I…”

“Don't let him fool you!” The cook just wanted to talk and the fat boss immediately shouted out loud.

“I have not made any promises to you, and I have never lied.” Chen Gong squatted in front of Fat Boss and began to search his body. The cook held a red face and didn't say a word.

“If I were you, I wouldn't give them this medicine.” Fat boss broke his arms, his chest dented and his mouth kept spitting blood out. He looked miserable, but his attitude was stiff.

“Why?” Chen Gong knew Fat Boss's cards, and he might still be waiting for the old man to use his teeth to summon the red jacket out.

“Can the enemy believe it? Actually, it's a bottle of poison, and I want to appreciate your most desperate expression, and I'm going to let the four of you kill each other, and then I'm going to give it to him when there's only one person left, and then I'm going to watch him die slowly.” The fat boss spoke insanely, his voice was loud and his eyes turned from time to time to where room number one was located.

“Coincidentally, I also like to appreciate the desperate expression of the living.” Chen Gong reached into the pocket and took a black cloth out of it and opened it in front of Fat Boss, with a polished tooth: “You always look in that room, isn't it because there's something in that room? ”

The fat boss instantly lost his voice and tried to hide the shock in his heart, but couldn't control his face.

“Come on, where's the antidote?” Chen Gong shook the shattered head hammer: “My patience is limited. ”

The owner and the cook were silent, and after a minute or two, the owner slowly said, "I can tell you where the real antidote is, but you have to promise to keep both of us alive and get to know the medicine and go. ”

“No problem, frankly, I'm not interested in either of you.” Chen Gong was telling the truth, and everything he did was for the red clothes in the hotel.

“The antidote is stored in a special location, I'll take you there myself.” The owner's frustration and anxiety seemed to implant: “Can you help me? ”

Chen Singhammer broke his arms and one leg, at which point he had only one way to move.

“Don't play tricks, say the place first, I'll think about taking you there.” After Chen Gong searched the back of Fat Boss and the cook, he found another bottle of antidote, which, in his opinion, they should have prepared for themselves.

“Okay, I'll tell you what, turn left in the third room drawer on the second floor.” The fat boss seemed fatal and cooperated very well, and the chef next to him had no expression on his face, as if he was worried about exposing himself.

“On the second floor?” Chen Gong recalled Xiaobu's game and had no impression of the second floor of the hotel. In order to prevent an accident, he first scrapped the cook and took Fat Boss to the second floor.

Fat Boss said that the room was his own, and there were a lot of old photos in it, and oddly enough, they were all photographs of him and a woman.

“Is that your mother? ”

“Yes, I had a bad relationship with my father, so I only took pictures with my mother.” Fat boss has a happy smile on his face: “My mother is beautiful and beautiful and has the opportunity to take you to see her. ”

That doesn't sound like a problem, but if you don't know what fat boss's mother looks like.

“That's the cure.” The fat boss had Chen Gong open the drawer with three sealed glasses filled with some grey and black sediment.

“Are you sure?” Chen Gong packed all the sealed glasses in his backpack and took Fat Boss back to the ground floor.

He walked up to the table and put three sealed glasses on the table: "Can you hear me? ”

“No problem, I'm sober now, I just can't fully control my body.” The drunk witnessed Chen Song's attitude much better just after being one enemy and two.

“The three glasses were taken from the boss's house, and he said it was the antidote, but it didn't seem that simple to me.” Chen Gong took out the two bottles that the boss said were poisons and put them on the table: “I think the boss is lying, the two bottles contain the antidote. Unfortunately, there are only three bottles in the boss's house, one less bottle, and if you take one out for testing, the antidote won't be enough. ”

After that, Chen Gong would hide in the distance to see the lively white cat hug him, he held on to the little head of the white cat: “In the living coffin village you swallowed similar blood silk, I'll open the two different ‘drugs’ later, you help them distinguish. ”

Chen Gong also did not care if the white cat understood or not, he first opened the glass containing grey and black sediment and placed it in front of the white cat.

A faint odor came out of the cup and the white cat struggled to leave.

Cover the cup and Chan Song opens the cup with the blood filament.

Just unscrewing the cup lid, the white cat smelled something, her ears raised, her beautiful eyes staring at Chen Singer's cup.

When Chan Song completely opened the cup, the cry came out of the cup, and all the blood in it came alive, trying to escape.

The white cat's eyes also became instantly red, as if something deep inside the blood vessels had been activated, and it pounded directly into Chan's hand.

Chen Gong quickly closed the lid and the white cat calmed down.

“This blood filament triggers the reaction of a white cat, quite unusual, possibly the same as the blood filament the Weird Talk Society got from the world behind the door.” Chen Guo covered the lid and put all the cups together: “My cat reacted strongly to the bottle with the blood filament. Personally, I felt that the blood filament was the real antidote and the boss was most likely lying. ”

Chen Guo made his point, and the other three passengers reacted differently, all of which he saw in his eyes: “The choice is yours, and I will not interfere, but I hope you will be careful. ”

“I believe you.” The first choice was the scissors, who grabbed a bottle full of blood silk with their last strength.

“The brighter the insecurity, it's common sense in nature, I've learned some pharmacological things, and I can't convince myself to take living blood silk.” The doctor hesitated repeatedly to push one of the black sediments in front of him.

The two passengers made a choice, leaving only one drunk man, the doctor and Chen Gong were all people he trusted, and now the two men are in disagreement, and he doesn't know how to make a choice.

Psychologically, he preferred grey and black drugs, but he felt that the shop owner might go the opposite way and deliberately make the antidote the same as the poison.

Three minutes later, when the ghost outside the door was getting louder and louder, and the door could be knocked down at any moment, the drunk finally made a choice, and he picked up another bottle of blood.

Whoever tries it first, it's another question of testing humanity.

The first person to try was almost on the road with his life.

“I'll go first.” Sit tight with the scissors: “Can you open the lid for me? ”

“Okay.” Chen Gong walked up to him to help him untie the lid, and the scissors suddenly said to Chen Gong: "My phone is in the left pocket of my pants, and it contains all the information about my brother. If I made the wrong choice, I hope you can pull him when you meet him. If you don't meet him, you don't have to look for him intentionally. ”

“Mm-hmm." Chen Gong is increasingly appreciative of scissors. People who really have the courage, not to say that they are not afraid of anything, but to make decisions resolutely and resolutely in situations of fear of dying.

“Thank you.” The scissors put the cup in his mouth, and he just made a dump, and the blood in the cup poured into his mouth with a cry.