The night passed peacefully. The next morning, when we got up, we heard the boys arguing and seemed to be at odds with someone. Chain Judgment can observe them standing at the door of the house, there are seven of them, and four of them must not be in this room. The two girls looked at each other, quickly changed their clothes and pushed the door out of the bedroom, only to see three boys confronting a group of people outside with the door as the divide. The two groups of people were tense and looked like they would do it at any time, and the people on both sides had balls, sticks, iron rods and other utensils, and even one person outside carried an old-fashioned shotgun.

The tall girl didn't say a word, and pulled me and the short girl to the other side of the room, which looked like a utility room. The short girl suddenly understood, and helped push the bundles of straw away, revealing the wooden box underneath. The tall girl pried the lid open with a crowbar, revealing guns and ammunition inside. There are three long guns, two revolvers, and a few hundred rounds of general-purpose ammunition.

"Will you shoot?" The short girl asked me.

I nodded.

She shoved a revolver into my hand, took one herself, and checked the magazine to put it on her wide belt. She was wearing denim hot pants today, a belt with a leather metal buckle that took up a quarter of the fabric. The hem of her shirt was knotted to expose her navel, cool and irritating, and she picked up a certain cowboy hat from the table next to her before grabbing a shotgun and put it on. The short girl on the other side carefully checked the bullet of the shotgun in her hand, and grabbed a chain to hang on her body.

I'm all too familiar with these things, but since coming to this repeater world, I still rarely get guns under normal circumstances. If you are in the world of consciousness, or if you use the power of consciousness to interfere with the temporary number jù hedging space, there is no problem with KY3000. But under normal circumstances, of course, it is impossible to have KY3000 that can be used. Even, built in the national conditions of the Central Principality, even adults can rarely obtain a gun license, let alone the image of a minor like me.

I think. Even in Europe and the United States, where gun bans are relatively less stringent, it is absolutely illegal for minors to own guns. However, looking at the familiarity of the two girls fiddling with firearms, you know that they usually do not touch each other, and it is absolutely impossible to be unfamiliar with the corresponding gun control laws, even so, they still did not hesitate.

I think in their minds, the condition at the door means danger. Their reactions. More sensitive and decisive than ordinary girls.

I thought as I pushed the magazine of the revolver open, which was also full of bullets. At present, all the guns are in a state of constant maintenance, and the girl is obviously not the owner of this place. Could it be that they came to travel and brought such a box of guns and ammunition? Obviously impossible.

"It should be the owner of the house...... If this person is really mentally ill, it is really scary. The tall girl on the side briefly explained: "When we first came here, we accidentally found these things. So they hid, and the boys shouldn't have found out. ”

The short girl smiled tacitly. "We never let our guard down, even if the people who invite us here are stinking guys. ”

They who say that those boys are "stinky and not dry" are just the same age as those boys. However, there are probably more eyes than those boys.

"You usually play with guns?" I couldn't help but ask.

"My dad is a soldier and has a gun shop at home." The tall girl shrugged her shoulders disapprovingly. "When we were in the Boy Scouts, we were already black and white. ”

"Black and white ......?" I glanced at them.

Of course, they understood what I meant, and the short girl said unabashedly, "I'm the black one, but it's only been when I was a child." ”

"yes, you were as black as a." The tall girl teased.

The short girl replied by smacking her shoulder with the handle of her gun.

"Alright. Let's go up and see, if it's a problem that can't be solved by saliva, I'll probably be happy. "The tall girl's speech felt a little dangerous. From the beginning of witnessing the scene just now, her spirit was a little excited, although she was also very active last night, but there was a clear difference in attitude, obviously a little nervous about the fact that this was a mental hospital, but she seemed to be looking forward to the two sides fighting. No, rather, after last night's nervousness, she seemed to be looking forward to what would happen to such a situation that most ordinary people would not encounter.

"For the sake of education at home." The short female voice seemed to read my thoughts, and explained: "Her father is a crazy person in the eyes of others, and he let his daughter play in body armor when she was ten years old. After a pause, he walked out behind the tall girl and asked me, "According to you, the owner of this house is a mentally ill person, why does he collect guns here?" No, it should be said, why would the hospital let him carry a gun? When we came over, the guns were well maintained and were always in use. ”

"Who knows? Perhaps the owner of this room is a caretaker. I said, "Protect these free-range patients, or subdue them." Didn't you see your master when you came? Those boys said to you like this, this is his house? ”

"Ah, they say, it's a relative's villa." The tall girl didn't look back and said, "But at that time I knew they were lying." But it didn't matter, we were just going to stay for a week. Unexpectedly, the whole place was within the scope of a mental hospital. ”

As we chatted, the tension in the air began to spread, and there was a commotion at the door, and even if there was no chain judgment to observe, the sound of objects hitting the ground could be heard, but there should have been no fighting, just a gesture of intimidation. Until now, we still don't know why we wake up in the morning and see this kind of thing at the door.

Regardless of whose fault it is, or a misunderstanding, there is no need to pay attention to it for the time being. Because the atmosphere at the door seems to have gradually reached a dead end, and neither of the two sides is a woman, which also means that the two girls here have no point in speaking at all in a state of bare hands. Even their boobs are huge.

We walked up to everyone with guns in our hands, and immediately attracted everyone's attention. The three boys showed surprised and shocked expressions, but they were also mixed with some joy, and their momentum suddenly became more sufficient. The people outside the door were making a commotion, but they didn't have the slightest intention of retreating. Instead, he seemed very excited and said something that made people scratch his head.

These words match their outfits, like crappy actors. Some shouted: "Enemy reinforcements have arrived, hide quickly!" Take cover! "All of a sudden, it rolled to the side. Some are babbling in fragments, but it's hard to hear what it is. Others stared at us as if they didn't see the guns.

"So what? What happened? The tall girl asked.

The boy suddenly smiled wryly. said: "A group of mentally ill people. We didn't know what was going on, so we were stuck in the door. I can't communicate with them at all, and they want to come in, but I think it's going to be a hassle to let them in. And so it became what it is now. ”

"Well done." The short girl nodded and said, "They really shouldn't be let in." With that, he suddenly raised the muzzle of his gun and fired a shot at the feet of several people at the door. Some were startled, but the other three were completely oblivious. There was no expression of intimidation at all. This made the tall girl frown. She kind of believed the other party's statement that he was a mentally ill person, not only in the somewhat crazy words and sentences they spoke, but also because of the feeling of not being able to communicate without answering the preamble, but also because, of course, normal people can't be indifferent in the face of guns.

"It's hard now." The tall girl said, "If you can't communicate, how can you get them to leave?" You bring us here. You must be ready for this situation, right? She said to the three boys with a gesture of questioning.

The boy had a little scorn on his face. Apparently there was no thought at all that such a thing would happen.

"I've heard that the patients here are very gentle. Otherwise, they wouldn't let them live here alone, and they wouldn't have separated themselves from the outside world. One boy argued. But in the current situation, it is not convincing at all.

"Stand back!" The short girl just said the word out loud over and over again. Judging from the previous situation, even if you say it in an orderly manner, you will not get the other party's understanding. But just the word "back", the other party should be able to understand. Seeing that the other party had not moved, she immediately fired another shot, this time, among the four mentally ill people. Two of them really backed away.

The short girl began to reload, and the shotgun could only be stuffed with two bullets at a time. At this moment, the side window was suddenly smashed, and both boys and girls were startled and couldn't help but turn their eyes to that side. Suddenly, one of the three people who did not retreat, a middle-aged man in his forties in an old military uniform, suddenly pounced, his knee was obviously problematic, and when he ran, his left leg was short and short, but at this distance, his speed and explosiveness still made the boys unable to react.

One breath, and just as they turned their gaze back because of the movement, the boy standing at the front was knocked down. The middle-aged man pressed his hands against him, his mouth wide open, gasping for air next to his neck, and in the still, tense air, the sound of strong breathing could be heard clearly. He seemed to be crazy, and he wanted to bite down, and the girls seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and the enemy was in a mess with his own people, and they didn't have the decisiveness to shoot people immediately. The previous posture now seems to be just pretending, and it is obvious that he is usually disciplined very well, although the family is a gun shop, and there is a military father, who has also participated in the Boy Scouts.

Unable to deter others, and faced with the situation of having to shoot at close range, both girls were a little hesitant.

The middle-aged man didn't bite down, but sniffed his face with his nose, and stretched out his tongue to lick it, with a wonderful expression, as if he had smoked marijuana.

Such a sight made the boy stunned, and he just wanted to step forward and separate the two. The other three people outside the door immediately rushed to the scene, and this time, the two boys were prepared and immediately scuffled with them. Because the other party lost the weapon in his hand, the boy did not dare to hit them on the head with a stick, but was disarmed by them.

The scene was a mess, four patients against three boys, and the boys looked like they had no chance of winning, as if they had been raped, screaming at the top of their lungs. The boy who was the first to be knocked down grabbed his pants in horror and tried to break free from the middle-aged man, but he was frightened by what the other man did.

"Fack! Fack! Fack! He yelled at the two girls, "Help me." ”

The two girls now see that these mentally ill people do not seem to be lethally aggressive, but simply want to do something else...... As for what exactly, who knows? They raised their guns, stopped aiming, and listened to the boys screaming in terror. A wait-and-see attitude. When the three boys are treated unexpectedly, each of them faces a different situation, except for the first boy who has to fight for his pants, the other two boys, one who is constantly spanked, and the other who has to face an exhibitionist, a mentally ill man in a pajama-like coat. Right in front of him, he kept uncovering and closing the hem of his clothes, revealing the meticulous carcass underneath, and dancing strangely and obscenely, and laughing strangely. The boy pressed his eyes sadly, looking like he wanted to cry without tears.

The spanked one, like a child, was rested on his lap by the big man, and his hands were pressed behind his back. There is no power to break free. He glanced at the boy who had to deal with the exhibitionist and shouted for help, but when the boy tried to come, he was blocked by the exhibitionist lifting his clothes, and he seemed to have a habit of cleanliness and did not want to have any skin-to-skin contact with the psychotic person.

Seeing such a chaotic scene, both tall and short girls couldn't help but laugh. I also think it's a mental breakdown. It was also the first time to see it, but more energy was transferred to the smashed window. These four mentally ill people don't look like murderers who smashed and stripped them. And the timing of this window being smashed was too coincidental, which made me think that someone else must be peeping over here and consciously contributing to the situation here.

The revolver twirled on my index finger, and I treaded to the broken window. Looking out from a distance of one meter, a parabola can be deduced based on the situation where the glass is broken, as well as the shape and orientation of the stone. When the man smashed the window, he was standing about three meters away on the right.

The man does not appear in the chain decision. It was strange that only the stones had come in so suddenly. I think there must be some mysterious force at work. The other party is mentally ill, but in the world I have witnessed, it is also possible that the electronic demon messenger is the one. When a mentally ill person becomes an electronic demon emissary, he is more likely to be alienated than an ordinary person. However, it is precisely because of the abnormal thinking of the mentally ill that it is not certain whether the other party is harboring mischievous thoughts or murderous thoughts to provoke this dispute.

I think this dispute must have been deliberately provoked by someone. Looking at the situation in front of me, it feels a bit of a mischief.

So, because it was the specific Electrodemon Emissary who used the inherent barrier, did it escape the lock-in of the chain judgment? Indeed, although chain judgment has always been very useful, in the magic pattern system, it is not a mysterious superpower, but only an extreme talent. Some of the phenomena that arise because of the mystery can be observed with chain judgments, while others cannot, and even switch between "can" and "can't" at the same time, and I haven't been able to find out what the criteria are.

The only thing that is certain is that what cannot be locked by the chain judgment must have mystery.

Chain decisions are useless, and I don't feel like I can find each other with my eyes, and all I can rely on is my intuition, which is always accurate, but not always available. I'm a fourth-level Demon Emringer, but I also have my own limitations. As in the past, I had to deal with this limitation. Even if you are targeted, if you can't find a way to fight when it's time to fight, you'll die, and that's always the same.

I listen to the sound, feel the atmosphere, feel the air, smell the smell. Subtle changes, disturbed in the facial features, are like playing the sound of a horn through a layer of water, which will also make the water waves ripple, allowing people to see the changes in the horn waveform. A more concrete picture, sketched in my mind, was the experience and ability that had been gradually accumulated in the adventure full of murderous machines.

Then, I felt something was wrong. It's not clear, it's like a grain of sesame mixed in a handful of rice. If you dial it up, you can see it, but if you are careless, you can't detect it.

I raised my revolver and shot at the roof behind the side. The boy who had not yet been able to get rid of the trouble that was close at hand had no time to care, while the girl was startled and couldn't help but look over, and at the same time, there was a sound from the roof, like someone's footsteps were a little heavy.

However, it did not hit. Because the target is not very clear and cannot be locked, it is impossible to be as accurate as before, and it is impossible to carry out a ricochet attack.

Attacks based on chain decisions cannot be deployed in this case.

"What's going on?" The two girls looked at me suspiciously.

"There are still people!" I said, "The current situation is being pushed by people with intentions. ”

"Behind the scenes?" The tall girl squinted her eyes and looked at the roof of the house where the dust had fallen from the previous rustle. I know she didn't feel anything, and the guy was still making too little noise, even though he had stumbled.

The tall girl gestured at the short girl, and the short girl nodded, walked over to the middle-aged man who had pulled out the boy's underwear, and slammed the butt of the gun, hitting him in the back of the head. The mentally ill man immediately fell unconscious, and his mouth was pressed between the boy's legs, which made the boy tremble for a while, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately pushed away the mentally ill man's body like a fire burning his buttocks, covering his lower body, and getting his underwear back. The short girl had already walked over to the other two boys, drawing a scoop on the gourd, and one by one she had solved the mental patients who were all focused on the two boys.

The boys all breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the girls with embarrassed eyes.

"Look at them all." The tall girl clapped her palms vigorously, drawing everyone's attention to her, but some of her and the short girl's eyes still slid around, obviously not letting their guard down.

"These guys didn't break in for no reason." The tall girl said, "Someone took advantage of them and set us up." ”

The boys looked at each other, as if they didn't believe it. The tall girl glanced at me, and I pointed to the stone next to me: "Someone deliberately threw this in." The tall girl immediately suddenly, obviously thinking of a piece with me, someone deliberately used this practice to attract the attention of boys, so as to give the mentally ill a chance. But why mobilize these non-aggressive patients?

From the eyes of the two girls, I also saw doubts.

"During the confrontation, someone smashed the glass to get our attention, and that's what happened next." As soon as the tall girl said this, the boys also reacted, and suddenly had a sudden expression, followed by indignation, whoever encountered the previous scene would not be happy.

"Looks like a prank." The tall girl continued, "However, if we hit the patient and were known by the people in the mental hospital......"

"We're the victims, okay?" A boy said indignantly.

"This is their territory, and we are thieves who do not enter the house." The tall girl glared at the boy. The boy's tongue knotted and fell silent for a moment, because it was true, and this was a private property that was not open to the public. It's good that these people take other people's things and use them for their own use, and when something happens, they don't get held accountable.

If there is a murder case and Yan zhòng injury, you can talk to the mental hospital, but now I am just taken aback, if you really want to be held accountable, nine times out of ten it is your own side that will be responsible.

"So what are we going to do......" said the other boy hesitantly.

"What nonsense!" The short girl glared at him and said, "Of course, pack up the bedding and leave immediately, the sooner the better." Although I don't know who is behind the scenes and what he wants to do, the other party must know that we are all outsiders. Needless to say, you also know what kind of things outsiders might do when they have other ideas, right? ”

The boys seemed to be really frightened, and without refuting any more, they decided to do as the girls told them and went back to their rooms to pack their bags. The two girls and I looked at each other and went into the bedroom together.

I think the girl's choice is correct, if you don't die, you won't die, although this statement is not entirely correct, but most of the time it is applicable. Although I don't understand the other party's intentions, assuming that the other party has malicious intentions, it is very likely that the other party's actions will become bigger and bigger. The sooner you leave, the sooner you can avoid trouble, not to mention, the other party is likely to have mysterious powers.

The nature of this mental hospital makes it troublesome, and it is not as peaceful as it seems. (To be continued......)