"I'm scared, but I'm pretending!"

The expression on Wang Zun's face changed, and he became very serious and indifferent.

At the same time!

In the strange room, a blood-red figure appeared silently, and blood-colored ribbons flew out, wrapped around the doctor's hands, and firmly bound him.

And threw the doctor out.

What!

The doctor was taken aback, and as soon as he got up, he saw Wang Zun untie the iron ring on the iron bed, and stood up with a smile on his face, his eyes shining, staring at him deadly.

Creeps!

As a ghost, the doctor felt chills all over his body and his mouth was dry at this moment.

Wang Zun's appearance is more like a ghost than him!

"Actually, I know a little bit about medical skills, I feel like I can treat you!"

Wang Zun smiled, Mo Yu's hand moved, and the blood-colored ribbon firmly tied the doctor to the iron bed.

The doctor struggled and screamed, but the blood-colored ribbon tangled his head with the iron bed, and he could not move and let him be slaughtered.

Wang Zun picked up a small leather whip on the table, and shook it to make a "whoosh" sound.

Smack!

Wang Zun first whipped the doctor twice, feeling that it was not very harmful, then picked up the candle, lit the candle, dripped two drops of wax water on the doctor's body, and whipped it twice.

It feels dispensable, it's not tortured at all, is it?

It feels like there's something else to do!

In the end, Wang Zun picked up the electric shock board on the ground, and under the friction, the fire was shining and sizzling, and the power was not ordinary.

"Don't worry, I'll be very careful, it hurts a little at first, but it's good to bear with it, it's coming!"

Wang Zun grinned, and the two electric shock plates were pressed down directly.

Phew!

The doctor struggled frantically, the iron bed was swaying, and his whole body was straightened, he wanted to scream but couldn't, and it was impossible to break free.

When Wang Zun picked up the electric shock plate, the doctor's body was trembling, rolling his eyes, and if he hadn't covered his mouth with a blood-colored ribbon, he might have been foaming at the mouth.

"It seems that the power is still small, double it, your condition is very serious, and you must increase the dose."

Wang Zun turned up the power, held the electric shock board high, and smiled very happily.

"Lying on the grass......

The doctor's eyes widened and he was so frightened that he couldn't scream, so he could only express his horror with his eyes.

Wang Zun didn't have any mercy at all, and the electric shock board didn't hesitate and pressed down.

Bang!

The doctor exploded like a balloon and went up in smoke.

Wang Zun pursed his lips, the power is big enough, and it can also destroy the ghosts?

That's a great idea!

Putting away Mo Yu, Wang Zun opened the iron door and immediately smelled the slightest smell of smoke.

The smell of smoke from the wind seemed to be in a certain room, and then Wang Zun heard the sound of "bang".

With a jump of eyebrows, Wang Zun touched it silently, and the long aisle was the intestines of some kind of animal, wriggling and bleeding, Wang Zun was not sure whether he had entered the body of a huge thing.

Smelling the smoke, Wang Zun came to the door of a room, and there was a smashing sound inside, as if someone was smashing something.

Through the glass on the door, Wang Zun looked in quietly, every room here was the same, blood red, the walls were like flesh walls, beating, bleeding.

Wang Zun saw two figures!

A man in a suit and leather shoes, with a big gray back, a large iron rod in his hand, and a cigarette in his mouth, was violently smashing a figure in the corner.

The figure in the corner covered his head and face, huddled in the corner, and let out a burst of painful screams.

"Let you be disobedient, let you murder me, let you scare me, let you chase me, let you want to plot against me, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

The man in the suit and leather shoes smashed down one after another, and the figure was smashed and deformed, but after a few seconds, it returned to its original state, and it had no effect at all.

What made Wang Zun's eyes widen was that the man was a living person, and the beaten figure was a ghost!

Wang Zun was ashamed of himself, what kind of person could force a ghost to look like this?

I didn't even have the courage to fight back.

The man went down with one last stick and knocked off the figure's head.

He stepped on the body of the figure in one step, pestled the iron rod, took a big puff of cigarette, and spit it out in the sky, with a fierce momentum, so handsome.

The man turned his back to Wang Zun, but Wang Zun still vaguely guessed the identity of this person from his voice.

"Come in, sneaky, what are you doing like a mouse?"

Wang Zun's nostrils opened, which was also discovered?

With a smile, Wang Zun pushed the door and walked into the room, looked at the man with his back to him, and couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Yan Wei, Uncle Yan?" ”

Judging by the voice, this man should be Yan Wei.

But Wang Zun didn't dare to be 100% sure.

"Yan Wei?"

"That's my brother, my name is Yan Wu, and I'm my younger brother!"

The man turned around, his eyes focused, staring at Wang Zun.

It's Yan Wei, exactly the same.

"You are Uncle Yan Weiyan!"

Wang Zun said affirmatively.

"You can recognize that, too? How did you do that? ”

Yan Wei's eyes widened, and he took a big puff of cigarette, looking very surprised.

Wang Zun: Σ (゚д゚lll)

Isn't that you?

It's just a change of clothes, how hard is it to recognize?

I'm forked!

If you want others not to recognize you, you put on makeup, you treat Lao Tzu as a blind person, right?

Wang Zun had a black line, speechless, he didn't know what to say.

"Since you recognize me, it means that we are destined, I will save you from here, shhh, don't talk too loudly, it will alarm the things here!"

Wang Zun: "......"

You speak very loudly!

Didn't Yan Wei leave?

Why did he come back again, he changed into a suit, combed a big back, and the iron rod on his hand was covered with new and old blood, as if it wasn't the first time he had entered here.

Wang Zun was sure that Yan Wei was a patient here before, and he should have escaped.

A madman who is afraid of even ghosts?

"Follow me!"

Yan Wei threw away the cigarette butt, took out the pack of Huazi given by Wang Zun, lit another one, and handed one to Wang Zun, Wang Zun refused, this is his good?

Yan Wei was carrying a bloodstained iron rod, a suit and leather shoes, a big back, and a cigarette in his mouth, but he had a bit of ruffian momentum.

He kicked the door open with one kick, but he was also familiar with the road, and went directly to the fourth floor, swaggering and swaggering through the market.

Wang Zun: "......"

Didn't you say to be quieter?

What's going on?

I'm afraid that others won't find you, right?

"Uncle Yan, didn't you say you should be quieter?"

Wang Zun smiled bitterly, and after saying that, he realized that he shouldn't have asked that.

Yan Wei is a madman, in his world, there is no logic at all, right?

Also, what are you doing with a madman?

However, the scene of Yan Wei smashing a ghost thing with a stick after a stick is something that few normal people can do.

Who would dare to do this, except for a madman?

In the eyes of a madman, there is no such thing as a ghost!

"Quiet?"

"Why do you want to be quiet, what are you afraid of, with your Uncle Yan here, there is no problem for you to sing here, I'll just ask, who dares to fart?"

"The little rabbit obediently opens the door......"

Wang Zun: (O_O)

The flesh wall blood waterfall, blood red everywhere, and the beating wall, Wang Zun felt more and more that he had entered the belly of a monster.

Fourth floor, patient detention area!

It is also one room after another, with rooms on both sides of the aisle, which looks more like cells because the doors of these rooms are all iron bars.

The room was a mess of clutter, there was an iron bed with bunk beds, and in addition, there was a table, not even a window, and a toilet.

The blood surged, the blood wall jumped, Yan Wei took Wang Zun and walked to the end of the fourth floor!

"Uncle Yan, aren't you going to take me away?"

Wang Zun was puzzled, not only did he not leave now, but on the contrary, he went to the depths.

The feeling of sending a sheep into the mouth of a tiger!

"Young man, I just can't hold my breath, what's the hurry, your uncle will always be your uncle, don't you question your uncle's professionalism, okay?"

"Uncle eats more salt than you eat, what are you anxious about, follow the uncle, you are hungry for nine meals in three days, no, it is three major meals and ten meals!"

Wang Zun smiled bitterly, Yan Wei's mental state was indeed a little abnormal, and he had a feeling of confusion.

However, Yan Wei is indeed a good helper, because he is not afraid of ghosts and dares to fight ghosts.

Sure enough, in the world of madmen, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Uncle, wait a minute!"

Wang Zun stopped outside a room, and there was a name on the door frame.

Patient: Yan Wei!

"Yan Wei? Who is this, so familiar, seems to know! ”

Yan Wei looked puzzled, pushed open the iron bar door and walked in.

Wang Zun: (−_−; ）

Aren't you Yan Wei?

Don't you even know yourself?

In the room, the blood-red walls were covered with scratches, fist holes, and even bite marks.

The person who was being held here at the time was definitely a terrible madman.

On the ground in the room, there was a document with Yan Wei's name written on it.

Wang Zun glanced at Yan Wei, who was spinning around in front of him, and he was looking around the room curiously, looking thoughtful.

Wang Zun still opened the file, and what caught his eye was a series of symptoms.

Schizophrenia, Psychoparanoia, Psychoparanoia, Brain Damage, Bizarre Behavior, Schizophrenia: Having split into another personality, furious, crazy.

There is no pain, no discrimination, no fear, no taste.

Diagnosed with the ninth level of madness!

Wang Zun's cheeks trembled, no wonder Yan Wei was not afraid of ghosts at all, what could a person without fear have to fear?

There is no pain, schizophrenia, split personality, and has split into another personality.

It's another mad ninth level, and it doesn't look very similar!

Could it be that Yan Wei, who wore a security uniform before, is another personality, and now Yan Wei, who is in a suit and leather shoes, is another personality?

"Who is this Yan Wei, it's too pitiful, if I have the opportunity, I must enlighten him well, this world is still very beautiful, don't think about it, don't I live well?"

Yan Wei held a cigarette, shook his head and sighed, poor people.

As everyone knows, the person above is himself.

"Let's go, uncle will take you out, I don't know how many times I go in and out of this place one night, uncle is such a bull fork, Ye Ao, what can I do?"

Yan Wei patted the bloodstained iron rod, spit out a puff of cigarette, and blew it directly on Wang Zun's face, so that he could drag as much as he wanted.

Wang Zun smiled bitterly, this uncle is sure that he is quite a tiger, and he doesn't know whether he is really crazy or fake.

Schizotypal personality and splitting another personality, which one is his real personality?

Or both?

Wang Zun was not sure, so he reluctantly followed Yan Wei to the outside of the room, he seemed a little redundant, Yan Wei swaggered, arrogant, and sang "Little rabbit obediently open the door......

This arrogance is not an exaggeration to make people die eight times out of ten.

This is a place with a lot of ghosts, Yan Wei didn't restrain at all, and sang the little rabbit obediently opened the door...... Who can bear it.

Chi Guoguo's provocation.

Yan Wei is also fierce, like a teacher, he took Wang Zun around the blood-red corridor on the fourth floor, one door at a time, hanging it badly, and he was not afraid of being torn apart.

It was also at this time that the two of them turned around and wanted to go to the fifth floor.

In the aisle, I don't know when there was an extra wheelchair!