Outside the door, Liang Hongxin's hands were still clutching the two doors of the ward, and the green tendons on his arms were bursting out.

On the one hand, he was reluctant to let the four patients in the ward run out for the time being, although the patients were enjoying themselves and would not have time to come out.

But who can figure out the brain circuits of mentally ill people?

On the other hand, it was he who was excited, very excited.

Although his face was expressionless, when he saw Wu Pengpeng being ravaged and tortured by the four patients, his heart was as violent as a volcanic eruption.

I saw him shake his head and say to himself: "What a brainless woman, don't you know that in the face of such mental patients, the more they struggle to resist and attack them, the more their violent psychology will be stimulated?" ”

"Ouch, I slapped someone, it's over, and a piece of meat has been bitten off on my arm."

"Well, why do people always talk like a pen, why don't they feel that they have a problem? Tsk, racing game, I really don't know what to be proud of, obviously the rules have been kindly reminded in advance, this scene will not have any additional trouble, but some people in the hospital are the biggest trouble, referring to these patients. ”

At this time, Liang Hongxin is a completely different face, completely different from the previous image of being submissive, introverted and shy.

His eyes were morbidly excited, and their pupils were at least three times larger than normal. But his expression was always cold, as if he was holding back his emotions.

This is his fourth scene, and he didn't lie to Wu Pengpeng about this.

Of course, he was the only one who didn't deceive Wu Pengpeng.

Liang Hongxin doesn't know why he came to this ghost place, in real life he is an ordinary social animal, working from 5 to 9 in the morning and working overtime.

Dick silk in people's mouths, otaku.

Of course, he didn't think so himself, at least not until he heard the company goddess and other female colleagues talk and laugh at him.

But later, he hated himself, the acne and acne marks on his face, his height, and his family.

He hated that his father was not surnamed Wang, had no small goals, hated that his father was not surnamed Ma, but was very interested in money.

hated his mother's snobbery and left their father and son prematurely.

Hates bad fate, hates the injustice of God, hates the rich second generation, hates the rich and handsome.

Only, he does not hate himself.

He only felt that God was not merciful, and he was obviously excellent, smart, and capable.

But he is always ridiculed as an errand runner and as a spare tire.

Although he didn't know that running errands was something he was willing to do, and he was a spare tire because he didn't like his own, but he liked to look down on him.

However, he does have some abilities and intelligence.

At least, in the first scene, he quickly calmed down, unlike others who were at a loss, he grasped some of the things mentioned in the rules at the first time, and then analyzed the key points.

The "village of acting" doesn't actually exist to kill people, at least, Liang Hongxin thinks so.

If it really exists to kill people, there is no need for only one person to die in a scene, and even some are single, if the actor is lucky, he will not die at all.

For example, if you guess the murderer, out of four people, three people guess the murderer wrong, and one person guesses the murderer correctly, then in the judgment of random death, the three people who guess wrong are almost the priority judged, and the person who guesses correctly will have a high probability of surviving.

Taking advantage of this, Liang Hongxin will disguise himself as a cowardly and cowardly person when acting.

Even if his identity is an ordinary person, he will pretend to be a murderer and deliberately say some inconsistencies and inconsistencies to deceive others and confuse the public.

If he is not sure who the murderer is, he will make a-stirring stick, make up clues, guess randomly, and bring rhythm randomly, just to stir up the stinky smell and make more people unable to guess the real murderer, as long as there are more people who guess wrong, then the probability of survival will be greater.

If he has the confidence to confirm who the murderer is based on the clues he has, he will expose himself and throw out some false clues and words, intentionally or unintentionally, so that others will mistakenly think that he is the murderer.

In the final vote, when you are voted for the most.

While secretly rejoicing in his heart that his trick was achieved, he also pretended to be miserable and pitiful, with tears in his eyes, kneeling on the ground and begging everyone to let him live.

It's as if he is really a 'real murderer' who doesn't have good acting skills.

Then, look at the indifferent eyes of others, and then cast your own vote.

When the final verdict was announced, he tore off his disguise and looked triumphantly at those who had just voted for him and were stunned when he learned that he had been deceived.

The unprecedented sense of pleasure, revenge, and excitement that he had never experienced before.

Like falling into the abyss.

Liang Hongxin no longer felt that this was a ghost place, he fell in love with this place, like his holy land, the most suitable for his country.

Here, he can disguise, deceive, and play with others as much as he wants, while those who are deceived, those who survive by luck, have nothing to do with him.

Because in the rules, actors cannot attack other actors, otherwise they will be punished very severely.

It's like after the first scene, among the three people who were deceived, there was a strong man who punched him when he learned the result, and then what? The arm that the strong man had beaten was gone.

So far, Liang Hongxin has intensified.

For example, in this kind of personal racing script, he has mastered a loophole in the rules, actors can't attack other actors, but they can frame others.

Liang Hongxin will give preference to those who don't like him, such as self-righteous women like Wu Pengpeng, such as the kind of people who like to take the initiative and love to be the first to lead everyone.

He will disguise himself, approach others in the weakest posture, and then push them out when they are defenseless.

There is no absolute reason, whether you want to survive or have fun, these factors are all there.

But anyway, this thing has been done.

Looking at Wu Pengpeng, who had empty eyes in the ward, Liang Hongxin smiled and smiled very casually.

He knew that Wu Pengpeng would not die, but just fell into a state of suspended animation, and he would definitely be resurrected somewhere in the future.

So what? Anyway, I've already played it once, and I've seen her miserable appearance anyway.

Liang Hongxin smashed his mouth, feeling empty and lonely.

But after all, it's comfortable.

He lifted his hands off the doorknob and began to plan his next move.

Those three people don't seem to be a little easy to deceive, at least, not as brainless as this woman.

Moreover, the relationship between those three people seems to be acquainted, and Liang Hongxin also feels amazing about this.

He acted in four scenes and never met a former "teammate", which is why he was able to disguise himself all the time.

It's really a rare thing to be able to match acquaintances.

"Let's go find those three people first, if they have clues, just follow them out, anyway, it will take time for this woman to be resurrected, and when we go out, she will definitely be the last one."

"But if those three people don't have clues, they can also fool them at critical moments."

Liang Hongxin found a metal object in the corridor that could blur the human face, and he squeezed one or two pimples like looking in a mirror, and then grinned, baring his gums and letting out a silly giggle.

Nodding to himself, he began to run towards the elevator with a panicked look, and when it was time to fast enter the elevator, he thought about it and turned back again.

On the other side, in Building One, three people walked in the corridor.

Fang Zhe's other personality, Du Sheng, is like a child going out on a spring outing at this time, with those curious eyes looking east and west in the hospital, and greeting patients passing by from time to time.

Wu Liang followed Du Sheng inch by inch, like an old hen protecting the chickens, while Chen Gou followed the two people helplessly, wiping his face desperately with a tissue, like an old duck watching a play from afar.

"Eh, buddy, what the hell do you think he's doing? Amnesia, or stupidity? ”

Chen Gou looked at Du Sheng, who was happy, and was puzzled.

Strange to say, when this Fang Zhe was here, he was like a spiritual leader and a magnet, always attracting others to lean on him and obey his command.

It's as if he was born to be the backbone of the Lord.

But right now, it's obviously the same person, the same facial features, the same height and clothing, how can it be like a completely different person.

Chen Gou not only didn't think of him as the backbone, but even wanted to stay away from him, just like the bear child brought by his relatives during the Chinese New Year.

Wu Liang was very righteous and protected Du Sheng, but he didn't reply: "I don't know, I wasn't with you at that time?" But didn't the doctor say that everything is normal for the examination, and it will be fine in a while. ”

Although he said so, looking at Du Sheng bouncing around, he also wondered in his heart, what should he do next.

There was no clue to the escape route, and when he asked the doctors and nurses, they ran away with shocked faces as if they had heard a ghost behind him.

Ask the patient, be lucky, the person who asks will giggle at you, and if you are unlucky, spit directly in your face.

Pulling out another wet tissue to wipe his face, Chen Gou would subconsciously stay away when he looked at the patients who came by.

He didn't want to be spat on inexplicably anymore.

"This building, we've been shopping around for hours, it seems that the escape route shouldn't be here, we also looked at the overlook of the entire hospital before, and there are several other buildings waiting for us."

Wu Liang pulled Du Sheng, who was playing a game of clapping with the patient, over, and then walked towards the elevator.

Outside the building, the sun is shining and the scenery is pleasant, and Chen Gou even feels that it seems to be a good choice to retire here.

Provided, of course, that there are no patients who spit indiscriminately.

The three of them hadn't taken a few steps in the direction of Building No. 2 when they saw a panicked-looking man running towards them.

The man ran and shouted, "Don't go near this building, the patients inside are crazy!" I saw the woman being dragged into the building by several patients! ”