"Brother, wake up!"

Fan Cong shook Fan Dade's shoulders, and it took a while for Fan Dade to come to his senses.

"Where are we?" His eyes finally focused, and the tall and burly Fan Dade was lying on his side on the ground at this time, looking very weak.

Seeing his brother's appearance, Fan Cong's lips moved, and he couldn't bear to continue to speak.

"Have we been sent out of the haunted house by the staff?"

Fan Cong didn't speak for a long time, his face was weird as if he had been evil, Fan Dade realized that something was wrong, struggled to get up, and looked around.

The iron door, the morgue, and the sound of wheels lingering in his ears, this sense of déjà vu made Fan Dade not react for a while.

"This scene...... Have we experienced it? ”

The sound of fingernails scratching the cabinet door became louder and louder, and a low wheezing sound came from the morgue, and Fan Dade already had the answer in his heart without Fan Cong answering.

The wheels whistled and stopped at the door of the room, and cabinet doors were slammed open, blood splattered, and more monsters came out than before.

His legs were paralyzed, and Fan Dade leaned against the door of the No. 2 corpse warehouse, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

The door behind him was slammed, and his body trembled along with the door panel, and Fan Dade felt that the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

"Stop! You're too fast! I just woke up! I've just woken up! ”

Fan Dade wanted to cry aggrievedly, but compared to him, Fan Cong was more calm.

It is impossible for a smart person to make the same mistake twice.

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Fan Cong's calves seemed to be cramping, he sat on the ground with a pop, and fell behind Fan Dade.

"Brother, if you wake up from the coma first, remember not to wake me up, just let me be in a coma for a while." After saying the last sentence, Fan Cong's eyelids rolled up, and he "fainted" straight.

Before Fan Dade could react to what was going on, the lights in the room had been extinguished.

"Brother? Satoshi? Fan Cong?! ”

The door of the corpse vault was slammed open, and Fan Dade was surrounded by several shadows, and Fan Dade's screams could be heard throughout the underground scene.

……

Half a minute later, the wall lights came on and the passage returned to calm.

The shadow had dissipated, and Fan Dade's body was twitching in the corner, and he couldn't spit out more foam.

Slowly opened his eyes, face down, Fan Cong, who was lying next to Fan Dade, slowly opened his eyes, he felt scared at the same time, there was a trace of excitement in his heart.

"As long as you play dead, you won't be attacked by ghosts? No, it's also possible that my brother is getting all the firepower. Thinking of the scene just now, Fan Cong's scalp tingled for a while.

"It's better to get out of this place than here."

He reluctantly stood up, shaking Fan Dade's shoulders: "Brother, wake up!" Fast! ”

After panicking for a long time, Fan Dade did not get better, Fan Cong was anxious, and dragged Fan Dade's arm with both hands, wanting to carry him up.

No sooner had he pulled Fan Dade up than he heard a sigh at the end of the hallway.

"Syncope caused by fright is a sudden syncope, and the first thing you need to do is to lay him flat on the ground, ensure ventilation, and then perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Moving his body at this time did him no good. ”

This was an unfamiliar voice, it didn't belong to other tourists, Fan Cong didn't hear what the person said clearly, he let go of his hand the moment the other party spoke, and lay down on the spot.

Fan Dade's body also fell to the ground, and the two brothers "crossed the corpse" in the center of the passage.

The man in the distance didn't seem to expect his kind reminder to scare people out, and a few seconds later, the wall lamps dimmed, and a gust of wind blew in the passageway, and four doctors in white coats, masks, and gloves approached.

Their bodies were so tightly wrapped that they couldn't see their faces.

"Why did you faint? Wasn't it okay just now? Is it because the nerves are too sensitive? ”

"This big guy has really good physical fitness, he fell several times, and his skin didn't break, and he was really strong. The last time I met such a person was in the seventh dissection room, which was a brick movers, and it was very easy to scrape fat. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, wake up, it's too dangerous to just throw it in the middle of the road."

One of the kind doctors went to treat Fan Dade, and the rest surrounded Fan Cong.

The wind was blowing, and his body was very cold, but Fan Cong's forehead couldn't stop sweating.

"I feel like I'm surrounded? What am I going to do? What should a normal person do if they encounter this situation? ”

His neck was cold, and a certain doctor's tone was a little surprised: "Is he okay?" Why did you faint? ”

"The heart is beating so fast, I should be pretending to be dizzy."

"Didn't he see a few of us? Why don't we give him ......."

When several doctors were discussing, Fan Cong's eyes on the ground secretly staggered a slit, which happened to collide with the sharp gazes of several doctors.

"Sure enough, I'm pretending to be dizzy." The doctor at the head looked the youngest, and his eyes were the most terrifying: "What I usually hate the most is those who play tricks." ”

With an embarrassed smile, the fat on Fan Cong's face trembled, his fat hand pressed the ground, and he wanted to sit up: "I really didn't expect that there were doctors in this haunted house, which is rare in the world, right?" It is worthy of being the most terrifying haunted house in Jiujiang. ”

He looked at the doctor who was rescuing his brother, and he thought it was strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Surrounded by several doctors, his body getting colder and colder, Fan Cong forced himself to show a happy smirk: "Several, I won't bother, you continue." ”

He put his hand in his pocket, his fingers swiping across the screen, and his body stepped back, not to his brother, the best thing to do at this time was to escape first.

"Wait a minute."

Several doctors spoke at the same time, their eyes focused on the hand that Fan Cong had put into his pocket.

Fan Cong knew that the situation was not good, so he walked faster, and after he turned a corner, he found that there was a dead end, and the exit was blocked by the doctor.

"You are overweight, coupled with continuous fright, your heart rate is not normal, I have a professional instrument here, I hope you can cooperate with me to do a test." After the doctor finished speaking, he was not too sure: "There should be instruments, if I remember correctly." ”

"Treat me?" Fan Cong grabbed his mobile phone, slowly approached the doctor, and suddenly began to accelerate when he was still a meter or two away from the doctor.

"I appreciate your kindness, my own body knows it by itself, I don't need you to worry about it!"

Fan Cong's almost 200-pound body crashed into several doctors, and he was also so frightened that he couldn't help it, and wanted to fight to the death.

His arm waved wildly, rubbing against the doctor's coat, and Fan Cong felt as if his fingertips had touched something.