Chapter 101 The dog who wants to kill will be punished
The middle-aged man raised his head and stared at me, urging with a cold expression: "Eat quickly, the twelfth round of battle will begin soon after eating."
The sixty-year-old woman remained silent as usual, but even though she was silent, I still caught a hint of excitement in her eyes.
In fact, this flash of excitement was not noticeable, but I still saw it: "This building manager seems to want me to eat my fingers. It's really strange. What good will it do her if I eat my fingers?"
Even though I was very reluctant, under the silent urging of the three of them, I finally twisted my fingers together and threw a bloody severed finger into my mouth.
As soon as this bloody severed finger entered my mouth, I felt a wave of nausea coming over me.
The smell of this bloody severed finger is too stinky, like the stinky saliva of deep-sea sharks or the cesspool water filled with flies.
"It's smelly and disgusting. I don't know how Ling Yumo swallowed so many severed fingers." I controlled my tongue and did not choose to swallow the severed finger into my throat, but continued to hold it in my mouth.
"The severed finger is too weird. If you eat it rashly, you will make the same mistake as Ling Yumo. I must not swallow it." After secretly making up my mind, I said: "I have eaten the severed finger. Now, I have eaten it."
Let’s start the twelfth lap.”
After saying that, I picked up a stack of mahjong cubes and wanted to be the first to start the twelve-round battle.
But the three people, including the middle-aged man, stared at me indifferently and had no intention of starting the twelve-lap battle.
"Do you want to fight or not? If not, I will go back to the room and sleep." I glanced at the three people in front of me again and again, and urged them full of doubts.
"Fight, but you swallow the severed finger in your mouth first, otherwise we will never start." As soon as the middle-aged man's gloomy voice sounded, Ling Yumo and the sixty-year-old woman also stared at me.
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It turned out that the three of them saw through my little trick and knew that I did not swallow the severed finger.
I immediately wriggled my throat and pretended to swallow food: "Okay, I have swallowed the severed finger in my stomach, now we can start the game."
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man immediately became furious: "Do you think I'm easy to deceive? That severed finger is obviously still in your mouth. You'd better swallow it completely quickly, otherwise I'll tell all three of you to
Life is worse than death!"
"Yes, the most important thing in playing mahjong is fairness. I have swallowed so many severed fingers, and you don't dare to swallow even one? It's not fair, it's not fair!" Ling Yumo shouted loudly.
The sixty-year-old woman was no longer silent, and finally expressed her true inner thoughts: "Young man, I advise you to stop playing tricks. If you want to die, you can die by yourself. We don't want to die with you. Don't wait any longer. Hurry up.
Swallow the severed finger in your mouth."
Facing the intimidation and coercion of the three people, I felt like there were two villains fighting in my heart.
One of the villains stopped me from swallowing my severed finger. He told me that once I swallowed it, it would cause irreparable damage to my mind and body.
The other villain urged me to swallow the severed finger quickly, otherwise I would completely anger the middle-aged man and be tortured to death by him.
What these two villains said made sense, and I was a little hesitant for a moment.
Just when I was hesitating, the middle-aged man's face, which was occupied by black moles, began to turn red gradually, and it seemed as if a large amount of blood burst out from under the skin of his face!
It is estimated that before long, the so-called black face of a middle-aged man will turn into a bloody face.
Face.
Senran's bloody face was about to form, and I was hesitant and finally made up my mind: "If you swallow it, you will die if you don't swallow it, so why not swallow a piece of wool!"
Then, having made my decision, I overturned the mahjong table with force and spat out the severed finger in my mouth: "Swallow your sister! I don't want to play mahjong anymore. You three monsters can play it by yourself."
After spitting out the severed finger in my mouth, I ran away towards the bedroom door with a black backpack on my back.
Faced with my sudden lifting of the table, the three middle-aged men were stunned. While they were stunned, I easily escaped from the bedroom and found myself in a hall filled with blood.
Looking at the completely open door on one side of the hall, my steps became faster: "Hurry up, run out of Room 602! As long as I run out of Room 602, I will be as high as the sky!"
Although the dream is beautiful, the reality is very harsh. Just when I was about to step out of room 602, the middle-aged man finally woke up from his shock.
"You can't escape until you swallow that bloody severed finger!" As soon as these cruel words came out, the middle-aged man's face, which was occupied by black moles, completely turned into a bloody face.
The bloody face was covered with ravines and stains, making the middle-aged man look like a sea of blood demon.
No, he is not a blood demon, but a blood-soaked ghost whose face has been stripped off! Only a ghost whose face has been stripped off can have a face dripping with blood!
As soon as the middle-aged man transformed into the bloody ghost, he saw two green and white mahjong cubes flying out of the bloody ghost's eyes.
Soon enough, these two mahjong cubes flew out of the bloody ghost's eyes, then penetrated the wall strangely and hit me hard on the back!
But I was so focused on escaping that I didn't even notice the two mahjong cubes flying from behind.
Immediately afterwards, the tent sounded!
I was about to escape from Room 602 when I was knocked to the ground by these two weird mahjong cubes.
"It hurts." I was knocked to the ground by the mahjong cube, and I kept struggling in panic, trying to stand up from the ground.
But the blood lake on the ground was so slippery that no matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't stand up from the ground.
Unable to stand, I kept struggling and came into close contact with the blood lake several times, becoming a bloody man dripping with blood.
Seeing that my whole body was covered in blood, I looked up while lying on the ground.
I saw the two mahjong cubes that knocked me down, slowly floating in the air, as if they were supervising me lying on the ground.
But after seeing how difficult it was for me to even stand, the two mahjong cubes immediately turned into two fluorescent sheep heads.
The two fluorescent sheep heads circled around me twice, then quickly flew to the direction of the bedroom door and disappeared.
I looked intently in the direction of the bedroom door, and the figure of a middle-aged man appeared in my eyes.
It was at this moment that I noticed an even weirder change in the middle-aged man.
His face, which was originally occupied by black moles, was covered in blood and flesh, as if his face had been peeled off by a human being.
There was too much blood on his face, and blood kept slipping down, staining the middle-aged man's otherwise clean neck red.
I didn't focus on the middle-aged man's bloody face, but stared nervously into the middle-aged man's eyes.
middle-aged man
Within the eyes, a yellow-green light emitted. In this yellow-green light, two familiar fluorescent sheep heads were vaguely outlined.
Looking at the two fluorescent sheep heads, I suddenly realized: "It turns out that the mahjong cubes that attacked me and blocked my escape were the same mahjong cubes that had been embedded in the man's eyes!"
"As for the fluorescent sheep head I see in front of me, it should be the pattern carved on the mahjong squares." For a moment, I had a lot of thoughts in my mind: "The fluorescent sheep head is vaguely related to the person behind the man's corpse, now a middle-aged man.
The presence of fluorescent sheep heads in his eyes proves that he has been controlled by the person controlling the male corpse!"
"It turns out that the middle-aged man has never planned to let me go. The so-called playing mahjong is just to slowly torture me to death!" There was the siege of the middle-aged man before, and the plan of the person who controlled the man's corpse later. I knew that I
There is no other way to survive except fighting to the death.
"It's not that easy for me to die!" I was determined and put my hands on the ground and stood up from the blood lake.
When I got up from the lake of blood, my vision became clearer.
I saw two inconspicuous figures behind the middle-aged man.
The two figures standing behind the middle-aged man are very familiar to me. They are the sixty-year-old woman named Zheng Xiujuan and the crazy Ling Yumo.
The sixty-year-old woman was still silent and gloomy, showing no change.
But things were much worse for the crazy Ling Yumo on the other side. Her naked body was completely occupied by rotten wounds, and as time passed, some black blood began to pour out of those rotten wounds.
As black blood gushed out from the wound, Ling Yumo's mental condition became worse and worse. Sometimes she was talking nonsense like crazy, and sometimes she was holding her arms and shaking constantly.
Seeing Ling Yumo's ghostly appearance, I became even more convinced that my decision not to eat the severed finger was the right one: "If I swallow the severed finger rashly, I will be another Ling Yumo."
I stood up from the blood lake, looked at the sixty-year-old woman, and then at the crazy Ling Yumo, and finally said: "Ling Yumo, Zheng Xiujuan, why don't you two work together with me to deal with it together?"
This demon who eats people without spitting out their bones."
Yes, I plan to win over Ling Yumo and the two of them and work together to deal with the middle-aged man. After all, the middle-aged man is too powerful and I am not absolutely sure to defeat him.
Facing my solicitation, the sixty-year-old woman looked at me lightly and did not immediately agree.
As for Ling Yumo who is still crazy, I don’t know if she understood what I said.
Seeing that the two of them were unmoved, I continued to win over them: "I believe you two already know well that the so-called middle-aged man in front of you is just a fierce ghost. A fierce ghost never makes sense when killing. Once I am killed,
His next target is you two."
Under my constant guidance, Ling Yumo seemed to wake up from her madness. She looked at me and wanted to say something.
But when her eyes met the figure of the middle-aged man, she lowered her head and did not choose to speak.
But the sixty-year-old woman remained unmoved and seemed not to believe that the middle-aged man would kill her.
Seeing this scene, I snorted coldly: "Very good, very good. The consequence of surrendering to the evil ghost is just becoming the evil ghost's food. If you choose not to resist now, you will suffer thousands of times the pain in the future."
After snorting coldly, I pointed at the eerie middle-aged man: "You are just a dog of the person behind it. If a dog wants to kill someone, it will be punished by God! But..."