Wang Teng hurriedly shook off the thoughts in his mind, that kind of picture was so beautiful that he didn't even dare to think about it, he would rather not have a spiritual attribute than see that kind of picture.

There will be needles in the eyes!

Close the door and look for the next mentally ill person with a godlike marksmanship.

As for whether the one before was still lying on the ground, take care of my~

207，208......

The next one is in room 209, but when you pass through room 208, the lights are on.

Wang Teng suddenly saw a familiar person.

Face Nurse !!

How could she be in the hospital room?

Wang Teng asked, could it be ......

Could it be that she is actually a mentally ill person who sneaked out during the day and pretended to be a nurse at the front desk??

And I had a long time with a mentally ill person!

Wang Teng felt that the whole person was not good, and the entire mental hospital seemed to be full of malice, and was quietly surrounding him.

"Hell!"

Cursing secretly, Wang Teng didn't have the slightest desire to explore, and came directly to room 209, opened the door and walked in.

In the "Biu, biubiubiu......" room, a man is shooting into the air.

"Who are you? Did the squad leader ask you to support me?" he asked excitedly as soon as he saw Wang Teng.

Wang Teng saw the attribute bubbles in a place and silently picked them up.

【Spirit*1】

[Spirit*0.8]

[Spirit*1.5]

......

It's all spiritual attributes, none of which are marksmanship attributes, and it seems that this is another pseudo-gun god.

However, my guess seems to be true!

Mentally ill people lose their mental attributes, and the person who came up with this setting must be a talent!

Wang Teng looked at the ceiling speechlessly.

"Hey, why don't you reply to me, do you...... Are you a traitor?" Seeing that Wang Teng did not respond for a long time, this person was full of suspicion, made a gesture of raising his gun, and pointed at Wang Teng, as if as long as one of the answers was wrong, he would shoot him.

That's right, kill him......

This drama spirit!

Looking at this expression, and then looking at the number of spiritual attributes dropped, I'm afraid that I am already terminally ill.

For a mentally ill person who is not saved, it is impossible to answer what to answer, and it is a slap in the face.

"Alas, why is it so difficult to find someone?" Wang Teng closed the door and sighed.

Go on!

Next up is the third floor.

From the first floor to the third floor, it was like a crowd of demons dancing wildly, and many patients didn't sleep at all.

Most of the rooms are lit up, and scenes of farce that make people laugh and cry are staged.

"A lot of attribute bubbles!"

Wang Teng was dazzled and opened a door casually.

I saw a patient squatting on the ground, motionless, with many attribute bubbles scattered around him.

"Take the medicine! Take the medicine!" Wang Teng shouted.

"Don't bother me. A faint voice rang out, and he was still cowering motionless in the corner.

Wang Teng walked over.

Pick up!

[Spirit*0.5]

【Spirit*1】

[Spirit*1.2]

......

"Why are you squatting here?" Wang Teng was really curious and couldn't help but ask.

"I'm a lump of cow dung!" a faint voice came out again.

o((⊙﹏⊙))o.

"Why are you a lump of cow dung instead of pig dung or sheep dung?" Wang Teng asked.

"Only cow dung and flowers will be inserted!"

“...... You have a point!"

Wang Teng finished picking up the attributes, turned around and left, there was really no common topic with a lump of cow dung, goodbye, no, goodbye!

Next, he visited the past one by one.

I finally saw what it means to be mentally ill!

For example, the one in front of you.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Who are you?

"I am the creator God, and God said that there should be light, so there is light in this world, and God said that there should be air between the waters......"

"Did God say you should take your medicine?"

“......”

This is a pounce on writing an online novel, bent on becoming a god, in order to enhance the reader's reading experience, he did not hesitate to use the substitutional writing method of the pit father!

And then, and then there was no then!

Now he is his god in this mental hospital, not a great god, with an annual income of one million, and it has nothing to do with him to win Bai Fumei or something.

Next!

Fetish patients,Holding a pillow with a two-dimensional beautiful girl on it.,Keep rubbing, rubbing.,Licking.,And chatting with the beautiful girl on the pillow.。

Sakura Country must owe you a two-dimensional beautiful girl.

May the sun bless you, Amen!

Next one.

......

It's really up!

Wang Teng sighed with emotion, and finally arrived outside the room of the last target person.

If this is not true, then he must have been fooled by the man with the inch head during the day.

Although I stumbled into a place where I could brush spiritual attributes, I Wang Teng was actually deceived, and I couldn't bear it!

Open the door!

There was a man sitting next to the bed in the room, he had long black hair, still a high-imitation bubble noodle head, a razed beard, melancholy eyes, and a vicissitudes of life!

Handsome!

This is an extremely handsome and attractive man!

Compared to the previous psychopaths, this man looked simply too normal, normal and a little less like a psychopath.

But Wang Teng couldn't help but raise his vigilance.

Mental illness, the more normal it seems, the more dangerous it is...... Right?

"Hello!" Wang Teng asked cautiously.

"Hello!" the man looked up, his voice hoarse, but surprisingly warm.

He glanced at Wang Teng twice and said, "You are not a staff member here. ”

"I'm here to ......"

"I know, but don't say it, or I'll go berserk and I can't control it. He seemed to know what Wang Teng was going to say, and without waiting for Wang Teng to finish speaking, he spoke to stop him.

"Don't say anything, can the eldest brother give me some hints, otherwise how can I guess?" Wang Teng was a little confused.

He didn't say it after all, but he was already sure that this man was the person he was looking for.

What can't be said...... It's not a gun, it's about his beloved.

"It's a bit difficult to do, I can't even say it, how can this be done? This man is no different from a normal person if he doesn't get sick, and he can't fool around. ”

Wang Teng obviously felt that this man was not an ordinary person, at least when he faced the opposite side, he had a very dangerous feeling.

If this man is still like the previous patients, it is estimated that he will die a miserable death.

"Looks like you've been running for nothing today!" the man smiled and asked, "Is there any smoke?"

Wang Teng was slightly stunned.

The turn almost flashed in the waist.

He took out a cigarette, handed it to the other party, and sighed: "Alas, I am a little disappointed, but it is not in vain." ”

The man lit a cigarette and returned it to Wang Teng.

Wang Teng was depressed, so he also lit one, and the two of them swallowed clouds and fog in this ward.

"You're good, you're a warrior at such a young age!" the man said suddenly.

Wang Teng was taken aback.

"How do you tell?"

"Feeling, and the Force!" the man said.

"You are also a martial artist?" asked Wang Teng.

The man smiled, did not speak, and then fell silent for a while, until he finished his cigarette.

"It's a pity that there is no alcohol, and I haven't drunk in a long time. The man said.

"If you want to drink, I'll bring you some next time. Wang Teng got up and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Wang Teng turned his head and saw an item thrown by the man, and hurriedly caught it.

"What's that?"