The shop owner is plotting against Chen Ge, so Chen Ge is plotting against the shop owner.
Three out of the four people were hit. The shop owner felt that he had the numerical advantage and could take action. He didn't know that among the people in front of him, 99% of the combat power belonged to Chen Ge alone.
The reason why Chen Ge didn't act rashly after entering the hotel was because he was worried about the store owner's back-up plans, such as the police gun and the red clothes in the refrigerator.
Now both parties felt that they had taken the initiative, so they all had smiles on their faces.
"The other party may also have hidden his gun. The bullets are limited. He may not be able to use it until a critical moment. So I will have to strike first before he can react. I will directly destroy their hands and let him
They couldn't shoot."
Chen Ge's way of dealing with problems is very simple. In order to prevent accidents from happening, he often solves them directly from the root cause.
"Give up your resistance. We have no ill intentions. We just want you to play a little game with me." The store owner thought he had taken the absolute initiative. His expression was relaxed: "I believe you have realized that there is something wrong with the chair. The one attached to it
The toxin will gradually make you lose your ability to resist, and then you will die after enjoying the ultimate pain."
The shop owner took out a transparent glass water cup from his pocket, with bloodshot eyes surging inside: "I only have one bottle of potion here, and only one of the four of you can survive."
"I'm not poisoned, your threats are useless to me." Chen Ge opened the zipper of his backpack and put his hand inside.
"Soon you will be like them. I advise you not to do meaningless things, lest you lose arms and legs, which will affect your subsequent gaming experience." The fat on the shop owner's face trembled with excitement, and he seemed to be particularly special.
He likes to watch living people killing each other. The feeling of crushing all the good things to pieces and trampling them on the ground makes him feel very happy.
"Game? What game do you want to play?" Chen Ge is very interested in games. His haunted house needs more interesting entertainment methods. Ordinary entertainment games are not suitable for the atmosphere of the haunted house, but coming from the mouth of a murderer
The games are different.
The terrifying and eerie haunted house, coupled with the games that murderers like to play, already pictured the screaming tourists in Chen Ge's mind.
"Many, such as cake cutting, musical chairs, hide and seek, etc." The fat boss felt that he had control of the overall situation, and he patiently told Chen Ge about those games.
The cruel game rules and the game experience that makes people call it abnormal make Chen Ge feel uncomfortable just listening to it: "If we copy it completely, tourists may put themselves in the emergency room, but some of the game ideas are quite good.
of."
"Tourist? What are you talking about?" The fat boss and the cook were only a few meters away from Chen Ge.
"I'm sorry, because I carry a lot of friends with me, so I'm used to talking to myself alone." Chen Ge didn't explain to the fat boss that the relationship between carrying many friends with me and talking to myself alone was exhausted by him.
After understanding the potential value of Fat Boss, he was ready to tear off his disguise.
"You bully the many and you also have sharp weapons. Although I don't have much chance of winning, I won't sit back and wait for death." Chen Ge gritted his teeth with a fierce expression.
"Actually, we prefer hunting fresh life than using poison. The more you struggle and suffer, the more excited we are!" The fat boss couldn't help laughing, his body trembling like a swaying mountain of meat.
"The more the victim struggles, the more excited you are?" Chen Ge waited until the fat boss came to him, then suddenly smiled: "That's great, I will make you excited today!"
Throwing off his backpack, Chen Ge grasped the spine-like handle of the hammer with both hands, raised it high, swung it round and hit the fat boss's chest.
"puff!"
Chen Ge had already determined that the fat boss was a living person because the blood he spit out was still hot.
"Are you excited now?!"
Considering that fat may have a shock-absorbing effect, Chen Ge used all his strength. The fat boss's huge body could not withstand it at all, and he was directly knocked over.
Without stopping for a moment, before the cook behind him could react, Chen Ge quickly moved forward and broke the fat boss's arms and one leg with a hammer.
Even if he had the upper hand, Chen Ge still would not take it lightly. He was not sure whether the fat boss had a hidden pistol, so he adopted the safest method.
Both arms were broken and he lost his hands. Even if he had a police gun, he couldn't fire it.
Fierce, decisive, cunning, and cautious, this is the impression Chen Ge left on the chef. He was even thinking about what to cook with these customers, and the next moment his boss was beaten to the point of vomiting blood!
What a despicable and shameless person he is to hide such a big hammer in his backpack and carry it with him!
The cook's eyes were twitching uneasily, and the bone chopping knife in his hand was like a toy compared to the opponent's hammer.
He was thinking about countermeasures in his mind, and when he looked up, he accidentally glanced at Chen Ge.
The ferocious and terrifying look in his eyes made people shudder. Just when he thought Chen Ge was about to say something to him, who would have thought that Chen Ge would rush over with a skull-crushing hammer, without a word of nonsense and unable to find any flaws.
It's too fast. Before the brain can come up with a countermeasure, the body has already felt the pain.
The bone-chopping knife in his hand fell to the ground, and the cook watched helplessly as his arm hung limply, and his fingers loosened weakly.
"I……"
The cook wanted to speak, but Chen Ge did not give him the chance. He was too cautious. Before he could completely control the situation, he would not talk nonsense and would not let the enemy talk to disturb him.
After several more hammer blows, the cook was also knocked to the ground.
"Okay, now you can speak. Tell me, where is the antidote that can restore their ability to move?" Chen Ge first took the antidote from the fat boss's hand. He looked at the bloodshot eyes inside and thought about it for a long time.
In the previous scene when he was fighting against the Ghost Story Association in the Living Coffin Village, Wu Fei also had a bottle of blood like this in his hand.
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"Don't be fooled by him!" Just as the cook was about to speak, the fat boss immediately shouted loudly.
"I haven't made any promises to you yet, and I never lie to anyone." Chen Ge squatted in front of the fat boss and started to search him. The cook suppressed his face and blushed, but didn't say a word.
"If I were you, I would definitely not give them this bottle of medicine." The fat boss's arms were broken, his chest was dented, and he was still vomiting blood from his mouth. He looked very miserable, but his attitude was very...
a.
"Why?" Chen Ge knew the fat boss's trump card, and the other party might still be waiting for the old man to use his teeth to call Hong Yi out to clear the place.
"Can you believe what the enemy says? In fact, this is a bottle of poison. I want to appreciate your most desperate expressions. I will let the four of you kill each other. When only one of you is left, I will give him the poison.
Then watch him die slowly." The fat boss sounded crazy, his voice was loud, and his eyes glanced at the location of Room 1 from time to time.
"What a coincidence, I also like to appreciate the desperate expressions of living people." Chen Ge reached into his pocket, took out a piece of black cloth, and opened it in front of the fat boss. Inside were polished teeth:
"You keep looking into that room, is it because there is this thing in that room?"
The fat boss lost his voice for an instant. He wanted to hide the shock deep in his heart, but he couldn't control his facial expression at all.
"Tell me, where is the antidote?" Chen Ge shook the skull-crushing hammer: "My patience is limited."
Both the shop owner and the cook were silent. After a minute or two, the shop owner slowly spoke: "I can tell you where the real antidote is, but you have to promise to save both of us. Get the antidote and hurry up."
Walk."
"No problem. To be honest, I'm not interested in you two at all." Chen Ge told the truth. Everything he did was for Hong Yi in the hotel.
"The antidote is stored in a special location. I'll take you there myself." The store owner looked annoyed and uneasy, as if he had given up: "Can you help me?"
Chen Ge broke his arms and one leg with a hammer, and now he only had one way to move.
"Don't play tricks. You tell me the place first, and I will consider whether to take you there." After searching behind the fat boss and the cook, Chen Ge found another bottle of antidote. In his opinion, the two bottles of antidote
They should have prepared it for themselves.
"Okay, I'll tell you, it's in the drawer in the third room on the second floor, turning left." The fat boss seemed to accept his fate and was very cooperative, while the cook next to him had an expressionless face, as if he was worried about exposing himself.
"On the second floor?" Chen Ge recalled Xiao Bu's game and had no impression of the second floor of the hotel. To prevent any accidents, he first killed the cook and then helped the fat boss to the second floor.
The room the fat boss was talking about was his own room, and there were many old photos in it. The strange thing was that these photos were all of him and a woman.
"Is that your mother?"
"Yes, I have a very bad relationship with my father, so I only have photos with my mother." The fat boss showed a happy smile on his face: "My mother is very beautiful. If you have the opportunity, I can take you to meet her."
There is nothing wrong with this sentence, but the premise is that you don’t know what the fat boss’s mother looks like.
"This is the antidote." The fat boss asked Chen Ge to open the drawer, which contained three sealed glasses containing some gray-black sediment.
"Are you sure?" Chen Ge put all the sealed glasses into his backpack and took the fat boss back to the first floor.
He walked to the dining table and placed three sealed glasses on the dining table: "Can you hear me clearly?"
"No problem, I'm sober now, but I can't completely control my body." The drunk man's attitude improved a lot after witnessing Chen Ge's one-on-one fight.
"These three glasses were taken from the boss's house. He said these are the antidote, but in my opinion it's not that simple." Chen Ge took out the two bottles that the boss said were poison and put them away.
On the table: "I think the boss is lying. These two bottles contain the antidote. Unfortunately, there are only three bottles in the boss's house. One bottle is less than one bottle. If you take out one bottle for testing, the antidote will eventually be
not enough."
After saying that, Chen Ge hugged the white cat who was hiding in the distance and watching the fun. He held the white cat's little head: "You swallowed similar bloodshot blood in the living coffin village. I will tell you about these two different ones later."
Open the 'potion', please help them distinguish it."
Chen Ge didn't care whether the white cat understood it or not. He first opened the glass with gray and black sediment and placed it in front of the white cat.
A faint smell came from the cup, and the white cat struggled to leave.
After closing the lid, Chen Ge then opened the cup filled with blood.
As soon as the lid of the cup was loosened, the white cat seemed to smell something, its ears stood up, and its beautiful eyes stared at Chen Singer's cup.
When Chen Ge completely opened the cup, crying sounds came from the cup, and all the blood cells inside came to life, trying to escape.
The white cat's eyes instantly turned red, as if something deep in its blood vessels had been activated, and it pounced directly on Chen Ge's hand.
Chen Ge quickly screwed on the lid, and the white cat calmed down.
"This blood streak can cause a reaction in a white cat. It is very unusual. It may be the same as the blood streak obtained by the Ghost Story Association from the world behind the door." Chen Ge closed the lid and put all the cups together: "My cat is wearing a pair of glasses.
The bottle with blood streaks reacted strongly. Personally, I think the blood streaks are the real antidote, and the boss is probably lying."
Chen Ge expressed his opinion, and the other three passengers had different reactions. He saw all these: "The choice is yours. I will not interfere, but I hope you can be cautious."
"I believe you." The first one to make a choice was Scissors. He used his last strength to grab a bottle filled with bloodshot glasses.
"The brighter the color, the less safe it is. This is common sense in nature. I have learned some pharmacological things, but I can't convince myself to take living blood." The doctor hesitated again and pushed one of the bottles of black sediment in front of him.
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The two passengers made their choices, leaving the drunkard alone. The doctor and Chen Ge were both people he trusted. Now that these two people had differences, he didn't know how to choose.
Psychologically, he was more inclined to choose the gray and black potion, but he felt that the shop owner might do the opposite and deliberately make the antidote the same as the poison.
Three minutes passed. The sound of the female ghost knocking on the door became louder and louder. When the door might be knocked down at any time, the drunk man finally made a choice. He picked up another bottle of blood.
Who tries first? This is another question that tests human nature.
The first person to try is almost risking his life to find the way.
"I'll do it first." Scissors forced himself to sit up: "Can you help me open the lid?"
"Okay." When Chen Ge walked to him and was about to help him unscrew the lid, Scissors suddenly said to Chen Ge: "My phone is in the left pocket of my pants. It contains all my brother's information. If I choose wrongly,
, I hope you can help him when you meet him, and if you don’t meet him, you don’t have to look for him deliberately.”
"Yes." Chen Ge appreciates scissors more and more. A truly courageous person does not mean that he is not afraid of anything, but he makes a decision resolutely even when he is scared to death.
"Thank you." Scissor brought the water cup to his mouth. He just made a tipping motion, and the blood in the water cup poured into his mouth with a cry.