On the passage, Zha Cheng looked behind him in a panic from time to time.

Just now, two unclothed neuropaths found him hiding in the corner, and if it weren't for the fast running of the Ito boy, I'm afraid he would have been caught by now, and I don't know what would have become.

Thinking of this, Zhacheng couldn't help but think back to the scene he saw in the 'monitoring room' before, a terrifying scene like a netherworld hell, even if he thought about it now, he couldn't help but make his body tremble slightly.

Smack.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the ears of Slag Cheng.

The boy, who was still immersed in his own world, felt that something had tripped under his feet.

The body leaned forward suddenly, and the whole world fell backwards.

With a bang, the scum hit the ground with his face and slammed a.

Although it was not the first time, this time it seemed to be particularly serious, and he felt that his nasal bones had been shattered, his face was burning with pain, and large areas of nosebleeds flowed out of his collapsed nostrils.

"How, how to ......" propped his hands on the ground, struggling to raise his head, but what caught his eye was Zhang Chun's playful gaze.

Zhai Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious.

I don't know where the strength and courage came from, as soon as Slag Cheng propped up the ground, his body jumped up, clenched his fists, and was about to hang up on Zhang Chun.

And then......

The muzzle of a black hole was pointed at him......

The anger and courage that had just risen suddenly disappeared.

"Gollum ......"

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Zha Cheng didn't even dare to wipe the nosebleed on his face, and stiffly maintained a fist-clenching posture, looking at Zhang Chun blankly, not daring to move.

"Further ahead, there's that guy's cordon, don't look at me like that, I'm saving you."

Zhang Chun spoke softly, let go of his body, withdrew the gun, and presented the scene on the other side in front of Zha's eyes.

Seeing the muzzle of the gun removed, Zhacheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Wiping the nosebleeds that kept flowing, Brother Cheng looked in the direction Zhang Chun pointed.

There, a muscular man with a chainsaw in his hand was lying on top of a corpse, his head up and down, making irregular movements.

"What's that?"

Zhai Cheng frowned, and noticed that the muscular man was actually tasting the internal organs of the corpse, and suddenly felt a churning feeling in his stomach.

There are indeed a lot of neuropathy here, but they are crazy enough to be like the chef and the one in the monitoring room before, and it is estimated that there are only a few in the entire hospital.

But now there was one in front of them.

"Seeing that there is no incineration room behind him, breaking the wall there can open a path to the upper floor."

Zhang Chun pursed his lips, recalling the plot of the game he had watched, and explained to Zhai Cheng: "This is the only known way to survive, we want to pass here, we must find a way to solve the guy in front." ”

"Solved?!" Zhai Cheng was taken aback, looked at the other party's size, and then looked at the size of the two of them, and his eyes fell on the pistol held by Zhang Chun.

"There are only two bullets, and there is no guarantee of a hit."

Noticing the gaze of the scumbag, Zhang Chun said unceremoniously.

In fact, there are five bullets, and Zhang Chun, who has undergone a certain amount of training, has a hit rate that is not low, but ...... In a place like this, it's certainly good to be able to save bullets.

Otaku won't forget that in the upper echelons of the mental hospital, there are scary guys like fat people, grooms, and doctors.

Excluding them, there are other psychopaths who are equally aggressive, although not so vicious, but also full of malice and not to be underestimated.

Only five rounds of ammunition is too little, far from enough.

"But how could we have beaten that guy without a gun?"

After a period of time, Zha Cheng's nosebleed finally stopped flowing, because his face was already covered with blood, so even if a layer of nosebleed was added, his image would not be worse than the original.

The boy poked his head out of the corner and looked at the chef who was enjoying the 'delicious meal' over there, his eyes flickering slightly—he would definitely not dare to let him go up and fight with the other party.

There are almost no odds of winning.

"It's a matter of brains."

"Brains?" Zhai Cheng thought for a moment, "Lure him away?" ”

"Hmm......" Zhang Chun smiled, "Good idea." ”

"What?" Zhai Cheng was stunned, he just said casually, "But how to get away from that ......"

Speaking of this, Zha Cheng suddenly noticed Zhang Chun's gaze towards him, and he sighed in his heart.

"I ......"

Zha Cheng just wanted to say something, but found that Zhang Chun raised the gun in his hand again, and the muzzle of the black hole pointed at him intentionally or unintentionally.

Sure enough...... , I know this guy doesn't have any good intentions. ’

Zha Cheng cursed fiercely in his heart, but his mood kept sinking.

"We may have another way." Zhai Cheng tried to fight again.

"It's the easiest and most effective way I can think of right now."

“…… I went to be the bait, lured away, you are gone, so what should I do? ”

"That's none of my business."

“……”

Zhai Cheng wanted to scold his mother, but looking at the gun in Zhang Chun's hand, he didn't dare.

After all, he Makoto Ito is just a first-year high school student, with a timid personality and no power to restrain chickens.

"You only have one choice now, lure him away, you may survive, if you don't do it, you will die immediately."

Zhang Chun raised his gun, sneered, and aimed it at Ito Makoto's head.

He didn't have the slightest sympathy for this island man who cheated him, and even the young man still had a faint sense of happiness in his heart at the moment, wishing that this guy in front of him would be caught and torn by the chef and turned into the other party's dishes.

The thought of that scene made him feel a pang of joy.

Unconsciously, Zhang Chun's thoughts have changed a lot, from the timid otaku at the beginning, to the selfish and ruthless appearance now.

Is this change good or bad?

Let's not talk about this for now, at least in this environment, if you want to live, you have to become selfish.

Here, it is not a loving society where everyone is harmonious, but a disguise of kindness and kindness, advocating cannibalism...... Infinite worlds.

"......" Makoto Ito clenched his fists tightly and stared at Zhang Chun.

After a long time, Zhai Cheng lowered his head and sighed resignedly.

"I see."

The low words came out of his mouth, making the expressionless Zhang Chun secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

To be honest, there were only five bullets, and he didn't want to waste one here for no reason.

And it's not far from where the chef is, and if you shoot, the sound will definitely alarm the chef.

Pay for one's whistle.

Of course, these are just Zhang Chun's own thoughts, I don't know his thoughts, and I don't dare to test it with my own life.

Letting go of his fist, Zhacheng lifted the face that was already embarrassed and could barely see the original owner's original appearance.

In his eyes, a trace of resentment flashed, but the slag Cheng was well hidden and was not discovered by Zhang Chun.

Taking a step, Ito took a deep breath and was about to rush.