The screams stopped suddenly, and Wang Jin looked at the two heads of a man and a woman placed together, feeling very good.
It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household chores, and Wang Jin didn't quite understand the relationship between the three of them.
He doesn't need to understand either.
Although Zhang Dalong is a gangster who cheats and fights everywhere, he is willing to help himself, so he can stand here intact now.
Wang Mengde and Qin Xue separated simply because they didn't want to leave with Wang Jin.
In Wang Jin's eyes, residents in this community only have two roads.
Either join or die.
Wang Jin just wanted to be by Xiaoxue's side, so Wang Jin had no intention of believing their lies.
One more neutral resident means one more factor of instability.
What Wang Jin has to do now is to eliminate unstable factors while expanding his power.
Zhang Dalong looked at the two heads with a somewhat complicated expression, but more of a happy one.
The expressions on the faces of Qin Xue and Wang Mengde were also very complicated, with regret and resentment.
But Wang Jin didn't care about this at all, he cared about another thing.
The residents here are the products of doctors' experiments. Although they also have the ability to heal themselves, they are not very strong.
However, if the wounds come into contact with each other, they can still heal reluctantly.
However, in the current decapitated situation, they can only heal extremely slowly while maintaining their immortality.
"Hmm... not very safe."
Wang Jin looked at it carefully and then frowned.
Their heads and bodies seemed to be directly connected by something. Wang Jin took a closer look and saw that it was a suture used for surgery.
At this moment, the headless corpses of Zhang Dalong and Qin Xue were both attracted by this thread.
Wang Mengde only has one brain, so he can't compete with Zhang Dalong, but that's no problem.
But Qin Xue's body seemed to be slowly crawling towards his head.
As long as there is enough time, they will heal together.
"Oh, right."
Wang Jin suddenly thought of something, and then asked A'Zhu to bring the half-cut child over.
The child pressed a few fingerprints, and Qin Xue's headless body was quickly covered with a layer of frost and stopped moving.
"It's so convenient."
Leonard looked at the half of the children with a smile, as if he had completely forgotten that he almost froze to death just now.
"Let's go, let's go to someone's house and knock on the door now."
Leonard nodded, took off the bandage on his arm, and used a piece of cloth to push his messy hair back into a braid.
His blue eyes sparkle under the night sky, and as long as he doesn't speak Northeastern dialect, he still looks a bit like a foreign entrepreneur.
"call."
Wang Jin wiped the blood that was accidentally spattered on his hands, then straightened his collar and slightly adjusted the position of the ghost-beating vest to make it look less obvious.
With a slight shake of his hand, Wang Jin hid the fruit knife in his sleeve.
Wang Jin had a gentle and kind smile on his face, looking so attractive.
The next step is to start deceiving people.
Zhang Dalong was stunned, covered the bowl-sized wound on his shoulder with his clothes, and then touched his bald head.
He really had no choice but to look like a gangster no matter how he disguised himself.
The three of them walked together and walked into the unit door of Building 41.
"Brother Wang, Building No. 41 has a total of twenty-three floors, but there are only four households."
After all, Zhang Dalong was a gangster who had been in society for many years. At this moment, he took the initiative to introduce the situation with a wink.
"In addition to our family and Wang Mengde who live on the first floor, there is also the girl who jumped from the top floor, a young man who lives on the sixth floor, and a single mother on the 13th floor."
"Um..."
Wang Jin nodded and then began to think.
There are a total of twenty-three floors, but there are only four households.
But the lights on Building 1 are far more than that.
He made a rough estimate and found that there were at least ten lights.
What’s even stranger is that none of the floors Zhang Dalong mentioned have lights on.
"The lights are not turned on when people are inhabited, but the lights are turned on when no one is inhabited? What is this rule?"
Leonard seemed to have noticed this, patting Zhang Dalong on the shoulder and asked.
"Ahem, brother, you don't know something."
Zhang Dalong's expression changed instantly, then he lowered his voice and spoke slowly.
"Those rooms with the lights on are not like us."
"I don't have much education, so I can't explain this clearly."
Zhang Dalong scratched his head, smiled sheepishly, then frowned and spoke.
"Those houses have never even been lived in, but there are always cries, laughter, and even the sound of playing mahjong in the middle of the night."
"It's like, they're not dead."
"As a half-dead person, it may be a little strange to say this."
"But my intuition tells me that if I walk in, I will really die, and I will completely burp."
Zhang Dalong shrank his neck, as if saying this would make him feel scared.
"When did this start?"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and then said.
"It's been there since I first lived here, but I don't like hanging around, so I only heard people talk about it after I became like this."
"When doctors lived here, they didn't dare to enter those houses easily."
As if he was afraid that Wang Jin would die, Zhang Dalong quickly added.
"That's it."
Wang Jin nodded, and then looked away from the lights.
If you look at them for a long time, you will find that these lights seem to have an inexplicable attraction, and people can't help but step into them.
Because they look warm, harmless, and misleading.
It's as if this lamp is lighting the way home for you, giving you a feeling of home.
But it is these lights that make Wang Jin's inspiration jump wildly.
"It's true, you'll die if you go in."
Wang Jin frowned and decided to stay away from these brightly lit rooms.
He is not here to seek death, and he should try to avoid things that can be avoided.
"Then why don't you turn on the lights?"
Wang Jin suddenly thought of this, and then turned to look at Zhang Dalong.
"After turning on the lights, sounds that don't belong to me will gradually appear in the room."
Zhang Dalong said slowly, then raised a hand.
There are only three fingers on his left hand. The little finger and ring finger are missing. The incision is smooth and clean, as if it was born this way.
"People will gradually become confused when in the light. I turned off the light at the last moment, but I still lost two fingers for some unknown reason."
Zhang Dalong paused and then said.
"I had become like this, but my fingers still hadn't grown back."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
This light can even affect Kaitan's self-healing ability, causing irreversible and permanent damage.
Extreme danger.
Wang Jin didn't even dare to let lunatics or black men go in to find out.