After Bai Su dragged people into the door, he watched the other party continue to act on his own.

Acting...... The acting skills are honest, and the unreasonable places are skimmed out, and the acting is better than him, and he is full of emotions.

From the frightened tone to the makeup of the crying flowers to the dress that fits the scene, Bai Su drank hot water and studied a little.

Not...... Will he be a little more pompous next time?

Bai Su thought as he turned on the light.

The light caused the women to shade out their hands, which also made Bai Su feel strange.

It turns out that the supernatural also has a fear of light? Or is it that women are not outright supernatural?

Throwing away the kettle and cup, forcing the woman into the corner of the room, Bai Su leaned down slightly.

"What are you?" Bai Su asked curiously, "I thought you were part of the supernatural...... It doesn't look much like it now. ”

As he spoke, his hand reached for the woman's chest.

The woman tried to continue to hide but leaned against the wall, and then tried to reach out, followed by a piercing pain from the back of her hand.

She looked to the sides at a loss, and the palm that had been holding the ground was pierced through the middle, which was not the same as the wound on the shoulder and neck, it was a real injury.

The white, soft substance slowly crawled out of the wound in her palm, and then crossed her hand and pressed down on it.

Hurt...... It hurts.

Why is this the way it is?

The woman couldn't stop it, and Bai Su's hand reached into the other's chest, and pulled out a knife from the figure that was trying to hide it, without any lustful color.

The tip and blade of the knife were stained with blood, and the fresh red was dripping down.

Bai Su's eyes widened in a little amazement: "This knife-you hid it directly in your body?" ”

"You're so cruel to yourself, can't you feel pain? It doesn't seem to be. Bai Su glanced at the woman's face, which looked distorted because she had been nailed through her palm, "Is it because I caused the injury?" ”

The person who spoke changed from a woman to a white woman, but obviously, the questions and questions of the white queen could not be answered by the panicked woman.

She struggled, her eyes glancing in the direction of the door.

"Actually, there's one thing you probably don't know." Bai Su played with the knife in his hand, which was sharp and grooved, "I just came back from the police station at night and walked a distance. ”

"So, you have a good performance, but it also depends on the actual situation...... Flexible? ”

Miscellaneous...... What? The woman's eyes twitched, her arms were already completely restrained, her shoulders twisted helplessly twice, and she raised her head upwards.

She saw the brunette young man staring at her, his gaze ...... The gaze is like looking at a dead object.

No...... Wait a minute!

The woman raised her head even more and regained the function of speaking: "I, I am also coerced!" ”

"I ...... I don't want to knock on the door! But、But I really don't want to go through it again, woo woo woo, I can ...... I can help you—"

The knife between the fingers turned in a circle, and the tip of the knife turned in the direction of the woman's neck.

"What does that have to do with me?" Bai Su said strangely, "Are you acting into yourself?" ”

Originally, it was just a casual remark, but I didn't expect to directly break through the disguise of the woman begging for mercy, and her crying mood turned into endless resentment.

The appearance of the other party's face and body began to change, and deep wounds surfaced, especially on the face, and several knife cuts scraped the original beautiful face.

This is one of the intimidating tactics of women, and I don't want to show it in this situation.

Hee-hee, they're kicking the iron plate.

Thinking of this, the woman let out a giggle, because her vocal cords were broken, and her voice was no longer clear at the moment.

Bai Su watched the women turn from crying to laughing, and once again sighed at the abundance of people's feelings, even the deceased's mood changes so quickly.

However, he was not interested in the reasons for women's mood changes, and he asked bluntly: "I don't feel like you're very tasty." ”

"Can you tell me how to kill you quickly? It also saves you from suffering. ”

……

419, a very delicate room number.

Bai Su put down the quilt that had been completely dyed red again, barely making the ground look less like a murder scene.

He had planned to go straight back to bed, but considering that he was lying down now and was knocked on the door again, he might ...... Angry?

Yawning, Bai Su picked up the bloodletting knife in his hand and walked out of his room.

The corridor on the fourth floor was quiet, and if it weren't for the long bloodstain on the ground, no one would know what had happened here.

However, no one else came, and sure enough, this hotel was a big problem.

How the hell did the human girl get here?

The doubtful thought stayed in his mind for a moment before being thrown out, and Bai Su continued to walk forward.

When passing by 409, he sensed the sound of An Xiangwen's breathing as he slept like a pig.

…… Forget it, it's a blessing to be able to sleep, after all, curiosity kills cats.

As for 411, Bai Su didn't sense the presence of anyone in the room, so he probably went out.

Late at night, what is Wei Wenxue going out for? After staring at the door of 411 for a while, Bai Su stopped looking.

As long as the person did not die or disappeared outside, causing him and An Xiangwen to become related people and enter the police station, he did not pay attention to anything else.

411 A little further is 419, even through the wall, Bai Su can feel the restlessness and the smell of blood inside the door.

As it turned out, there was chaos in 419's room, and after the initial few slammed doors to pretend, the men inside put down their knives and other utensils and switched to chatting with their companions.

Stimulated by blood and alcohol, the atmosphere in the room became further erosive.

In the corner of the room, another man sat darkly with his knees crossed, staring at the bed in a dissonance to the frenzied atmosphere.

He also held a knife in his hand, but he held the blade in his hand, and the blood continued to remain in his palm, which continued to bring this strong rust smell.

"It's so slow, hasn't that woman done it yet?" The woman leaning on the man's shoulder looked at the side boredly, "...... Ah, she didn't have her phone. ”

The other two also noticed this, and waved their hands indifferently: "If you come again, you can go directly to it, and you can consider killing the people in the other two rooms together." ”

The words were understated, as if killing someone was as ordinary in their mouths as eating as eating.

"I hope that this human race will hold on a little longer, and not die too quickly and too weakly like you little couple."

"But weakness also has the advantage of weakness, where is like the previous humans, it will be broken after killing once."

As he spoke, the man on the bed looked into the corner of the wall and smiled maliciously: "What? Do you have any dissatisfaction with our arrangement? ”

"Our best ghost."