To go up or not to go up is a headache. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sooner or later, I still have to go up, Cheng Qianxun suggested: "Why don't you go up tomorrow morning to see?" "She didn't want to go up at night to see it, in case the female ghost was still there, she could scare people to death. Her words must have hit the hearts of many people, and if she went up now, even if the female ghost was no longer there, she might see a room of corpses of different sizes. Even if there is resistance, no one wants to deliberately disgust themselves,

Mike still looked like he was not afraid of heaven and earth: "Then you all stay here, and I'll go up alone." ”

Seeing Mike look around with his head held high, and then go up the stairs step by step, Cheng Qianxun said softly: "Even if you are scared to death, you can't be a turtle with a shrunken head." ”

Rudolph raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise, Ba Song is the best example." ”

Now the game on each floor does not only rely on physical strength, endurance, and skills; Courage and personal deeds are also involved. Each floor is like Satan's gladiatorial arena, watching them desperately survive inside, then you must take it out wonderfully. Even if you don't show Satan the excitement, you have to live a brilliant life. Like Ba Song, he was so frightened from the beginning that he didn't dare to show it when he hid in the quilt, and it was reasonable that he was the first to be eliminated.

So everyone followed Mike upstairs, but once the haze of terror was covered, it seemed to penetrate into the marrow of everyone, including everyone.

Seeing Mike walking in front, so brave, Cheng Qianxun couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of his timidity.

Beside him, Regel held her hand, and the other hand was in Sneijder's. Snead paused slightly, and glanced at her. She looked over and saw that Mike's legs were trembling slightly with each step, and she immediately laughed. It turned out that Mike was also scared, but he just pretended to be fearless.

Finally walked to the door, so to speak, raised the courage to look inside. There was no blood in it, no imaginary corpses, no female ghosts, and neither was Ba Song.

Hogan pushed aside the person at the door and walked in, looked left and right, and pulled up the quilt one by one to check, but Ba Song was not inside. The four bags are still in the same place, they haven't been touched at all, everything is there, only the people are not there!

Everyone walked in, and Rudolph picked up the bag of weapons and handed it to Legel, and took a backpack of food for Sneijder. Of the other two bags, one was carried on his back and the other was given to Harold.

"What about people, where have they gone?" Hogan looked at everyone in bewilderment, but everyone didn't know what was going on.

"About dragged out by a female ghost?" Mike walked over to the windowsill, took a deep breath, and poked his head out.

"Don't!" Cheng Qianxun shouted anxiously.

Mike had already stuck his head out, looked at it, and shrank back: "No, not even a ghost." ”

Cheng Qianxun walked over and warned: "Don't do this, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to retract if you stick your head out?" ”

"A lot of horror movies are after sticking your head out of the window, click~" Sneijder swiped his palm at his neck.

Mike's face changed slightly, but he still stubbornly resisted: "Isn't my head good?" ”

"It's too late to wait." Cheng Qianxun walked to the bunk on the ground and began to fold the quilt and mattress: "I definitely don't dare to sleep here tonight." ”

"And where to go?" Legel slung his backpack over his shoulder and came over to help: "Go to another room?" ”

"It's the same everywhere you go." Harold picked up the silver knife he had just thrown from the ground, "Or go to the hall." ”

"The hall?" Mike smiled bitterly: "Next to the restaurant, maybe in the middle of the night... ”

Frightened, Cheng Qianxun immediately interrupted Mike's words: "Don't say it!" ”

"Oh, you're scared?" Mike had his hands in his trouser pockets, and one foot was shaking like a gangster, but he was actually a gangster.

"I'm afraid you'll help the ghost wake up and what to do with us next." Cheng Qianxun picked up a quilt and stood up and walked to Mike: "Take it!" ”

It's really possible, in case Satan thinks to let the wax man deal with them first, and doesn't know what will happen yet. But Mike is not a casual master, and his hands are still in his trouser pockets: "I don't need to." ”

"You don't need it, but someone else might need it. Do you take it or not? Seeing that Mike was still holding his hands on, he looked like he was standing by, and he didn't want to quarrel with him more, so he turned to face his teammates: "Who will help me get the quilt?" I've heard that there is a kind of ghost that can create wind and snow, and that will make the temperature very low. There are no warm clothes or mountaineering clothes here! ”

It turned out that it was not his teammates, but the nearest Harold who took the quilt and held it.

Cheng Qianxun returned to the bunk on the ground floor and continued to make the bed with her three teammates.

Snead joked as he sorted it out: "I remember a movie where a man went to stay in a haunted hotel and ended up in a room where everyone died. It's just that the temperature suddenly becomes unusually cold, and it is like a cold storage. ”

"The quilt must be carried." Regel also helped, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "If you don't want to take it, you can do it, and you can only use it for the quilt later, and those who don't take it will freeze." ”

"Take it! Can't I take the one I built myself? Mike finally took his hands out of his trouser pockets, puffed up to his bunk, crouched down and folded up. But he obviously doesn't usually do housework, at least the quilts are never folded, just piled up haphazardly.

"At your level?" Even Harold couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked over and pushed Mike away: "Hasn't the kid ever joined the army, and the quilt is folded like this and he won't be kicked by the instructor, and you will be punished for running ten laps on the playground." ”

Harold doesn't look tall and big, he folds the quilt neatly and imposingly, and he is more angular than Cheng Qianxun.

Mike muttered: "Recruit in the army, don't have a criminal record." ”

Harold rolled his head sideways, and after folding the quilt on the ground squarely, he picked up his share and suddenly said, "Scum!" ”

"Scum?" Mike's anger suddenly ignited, and if he hadn't been Harold's match at all, he might have pounced on him and punched him.

"Yes, scum!" Harold didn't even bother to glance at Mike: "You bed bugs living in the sewers, swarms are just there to do bad things, and it's superfluous to live." You should thank me for taking charge of the big case, otherwise you will be beaten one by one so that you don't even know your mother, and then thrown into prison to figure out how to behave. ”

"How nice to say!" Mike wiped his nose with the back of his hand, looking angry but had to suppress it, pointing at Harold, even the way he pointed his finger was so unruly. He said with a bit of gloom: "You listen to Batman for me, if you were born in a family where your father was an alcoholic and your mother was a fan seller, there were seven or eight brothers and sisters around you. Every day the house is messy and smells of diapers, and the family has no money to feed you, because you either smoke or change the wine to drink. And you can't go to school at all, you can only take a group of brothers to mix. If you don't do this, you will only starve to death, along with your younger siblings at home. ”

The more Mike spoke, the more excited he became, and his eyes turned red: "Yes, we are bed bugs, because we have a damn bed bug dad and a bed bug mom in TMD, and you, sir, would never have been born into such a family." Your father may have been a lawyer, a doctor, a policeman; The worst is a worker or something. Is it entirely my fault that I am doing this? If I'm at fault, it's also because the angel threw me down with his eyes closed and into this kind of family. I was thinking, when I was a tadpole, why didn't TMD shoot me on the wall, and gave birth to me just to be a bed bug? ”

Harold didn't speak, hugged the quilt, and walked out the door alone.

At this time, the room was silent, Cheng Qianxun walked over and said softly to Mike: "No one can control their own birth. You have had a hard time, but you have grown up after all, and you can have more choices in the future. If you can get out alive, maybe you can try to do something else so that your siblings and brothers don't have to worry about it all day. Isn't it? ”

Mike sniffed, cheered up, and said gratefully, "Thank you!" ”

Cheng Qianxun smiled and walked out the door, while Regel behind him patted Mike's shoulder encouragingly and followed out, followed by Sneijder.

Harold stood in the corridor, Cheng Qianxun walked up to him, and said softly: "Don't blame Mike, his previous life was out of his control. What kind of environment often comes out of what kind of people. Although he is an impulsive person, he can't get a good education, and I believe that he still has a good place, and he is not a heinous person in the true sense. ”

Harold turned around, and his resolute, expressionless face showed a little emotion: "He's right, my father is a police officer. So since I was a child, I wanted to be a police officer, just like my father, wearing a police uniform and driving a police car to find bad guys on every street. As a result, after not being a police officer for a few years, he was sent to further study to become an Interpol, and his police uniform was taken off. ”

Obviously, Harold recognized Mike's words, Cheng Qianxun smiled reassuringly, and looked left and right at Regel and Sneijder who came out.

Regel gently slapped Harold on the shoulder with his fist: "Then don't be too that kid, everyone is teammates, aren't they?" ”

The corners of Harold's mouth raised a slight smile, and he took a deep breath: "Yes! ”

And the people in the room also walked out. Hogan couldn't find Ba Song, so he could only pick up his own quilt and follow everyone to the corridor.

The corridor on the second floor is a long strip with a staircase in the middle.

"Knock knock... The bold Mike closed the door on the other side, and Rudolph closed the door on the other side.

The quilt was temporarily placed on the carpet in the corridor, Sneijder looked at the quilt and thought slightly: "Everyone sits back to back in a circle, and shouts whenever there is a situation." ”

It was a good idea that the hallway could accommodate two people sitting side by side at the same time, so two were spread out, and then everyone sat back to back with one draped over their bodies. (To be continued.) )