My House of Horrors

Yu Guang swept over the corner of the wall and Chen Gong stood right under the monitor with the chainsaw: “Those tourists will most likely opt out after discovering that the road has been cut off, and I have to act as soon as possible. ”

The saw blade rubbed against the wall, the saw was modified, twice the size of a normal saw, very big, and it started loud, but the saw blade was all replaced and the haunted house should be afraid of accidental injuries to tourists.

Bloodstained jackets cover the body, metal and skeletal headcovers wrap around the head, and outsiders can only see a cold pair of eyes without any emotions.

“Tourists have dispersed after a stinking chase, and I've hinted to them before, that the first room opened was safe, and now would there be any luck hiding there? ”

Metal collided with the wall, and Death's footsteps approached, walking past the room representing the Twelve Palaces of the Hoang Dao, Chen Gong stopped in front of a door.

Bloodstained fingers pushed open the door, cold eyes swept through the cabin, the body of a missing arm hung on a secret passage, poker cards scattered all over the table, footprints on the will, and no one in the house.

Chen Gong opened the phone recording key and walked out the door.

When he walked to the door, he closed the door and returned quietly to the closet.

Hold your breath and raise the saw over your head.

A few seconds later, a woman's voice came out of the closet.

“Isn't he gone? ”

“Like, I went out and looked, it was too crowded. ”

Crunch...

The door of the wardrobe slowly pushed open, the light shadow changed, the thud of the chainsaw shouted over his head, a pair of cold eyes as if the beast had discovered the prey.

“Ah!”

Ling kept falling back and her body hit the table and chair.

“What's wrong with you!” Another girl in the closet shouted and immediately after she heard the closet hit by a heavy object, she did not stand steady and fell to the floor.

She had no idea that the homicidal maniac was standing outside the closet, full of horror, but only seconds later she regained a little calm in her eyes: "One of my own! This is Lily. This is Ling Zhang. You haven't been notified, have you? We both came in with a tourist! This is my employee..."

The slender arm trembled and raised the employee card, which was then lifted by a huge force, a heavy chainsaw hit the wardrobe, and the woman's face was gradually distorted by fear in the flying wood chips.

“Death!”

Hysterical sounds come from under a metal and skeletal mask, and the cold eyes don't have the emotion a living person deserves, it's a dead man's eye!

The pubic eye!

Screams came out of the house, heavy big saw waved over his head, psychological limit Xiao Ling struggled to run out of the door.

“Zhang Ling! ”

Desperate voices pierced the eardrum, and Lily, left alone, sat on the floor without the strength to stand up.

“Me and we are all your colleagues, except for that Chan Song, everyone is an employee, really, really!” Lily was still screaming, and all of a sudden there was a drop of blood in the house, and the strong, bloody smell was like an invisible hand slowly choking Lily's neck.

Blood dripped from behind Chan Sing, he grabbed the saw with one hand, his other hand reaching behind him and grabbing the black hair.

“You…”

Chen Gong's hand retracted from behind him, and he had an extra woman's head in his palm!

Blood drops, eyes round, no meditation!

Chen Gong threw that human head in front of Li Li. She could see clearly. The woman's head and lips were still moving!

“That's not true! It's not like that! ”

Her body was like a spasm, Lily screamed out loud, her eyes gradually filled with white eyes and finally paralyzed to the ground.

Chen Gong turned off his phone recording, picked up the head of the headless ghost, and rubbed it on the red coat a few times with a big saw.

He walked out of the room with one hand holding the head of a headless ghost and the other holding a chainsaw.

Everyone in the hotel heard Lily screaming, except for a few “tourists” chased by the stench, the rest were watching this side, and they wanted to know exactly what was going on in the house.

The scream stopped quickly, and when Chen Gong walked out of the room, all of them had an answer in their hearts.

Holding his head, sawing his blood, that man is crazy!

“None of you can run. ”

Chen Gong looked at the other side of the hall with his head in his arms. The youngest boy was running downstairs with his crippled little Ling, and the glasses man was with them.

When Ling saw Chen Gong walking out of the room with his head full of blood, she had collapsed. She thought of a hundred possibilities, but didn't dare to think about this aspect.

“Haunted house designers can monitor internal scenes, and even if they don't, the employees immediately turn to them for help. Too bad I let the stench seal the road long ago, and if they don't want to die, they can only run forward. ”

“Scenario integration is central computer control, but there should be artificial interference on the part of the haunted houses, and they will definitely open the way for employees to pass and let me follow. ”

Chen Gong looked at the monitor and said, "Now that I am your employee, my ghost is also the ghost from those old objects in your virtual future paradise. Are you all ready to devour yourselves? ”

Even if those guys run first, even with a heavy saw, Chen Gong is still confident that he can catch up to them. His physical confidence comes from one trial mission on a black phone.

The sooner we walk, the chainsaw hits the wall and Chan Song starts to rush at full speed.

That impatient sense of terror can drive people crazy. The glasses man directly loosened his hand and grabbed Xiaoling, choosing to escape alone.

After hesitating, the young man dropped Ling and went after the glasses man.

“What a pity.” Chen Gong dragged the big saw close to XiaoLing. The intense bloody smell caused XiaoLing to develop a dizziness. Her gaze blurred and finally stopped on the woman's head behind Chen Gong.

“This, this is not true...”

Close Xiaoling's eyes, Chen Gong is going after the glasses man and the young boy.

The door next door was suddenly opened, a monster wearing a butcher's mask with scars on his body, waving a slaughter knife and standing at the door: "Scream hard! Fight hard! Fearful hearts and minds taste best! ”

Before he finished his lines, he saw Chen Song with the big saw and Xiaoling, who was already in a coma.

“Brother Yi? Why are you still here? 2: 40 in the morning, it's my turn.” The butcher man's gaze only then saw the blood on the big saw and the rolling head, and he stood still for a few seconds and shut the door silently: “You busy first, my watch seems to be a few minutes fast. ”

“Boom!”

The door was kicked open, the big saw sounded, and the stinking smell of blood poured into the room like a wave!

“What are you doing? Help! Help! ”