Chen Ge's face was strange, he remembered Zhang Peng's stubborn eyes and fierce expression in the surveillance: "This guy is really a 'god' opponent!"
The sound of cutting things in the midnight escape scene did not stop because Zhang Peng entered. It is estimated that the monster in the mirror did not expect that someone would rush in so honestly.
"I can't wait any longer. I have to watch the monster in the mirror enter Zhang Peng's body, so that I can feel at ease."
After glancing at the surveillance camera and determining Zhang Peng's location, Chen Ge took out the chain from the Skull Smash Doctor's coat and threw it on the ground. He put on the blood-stained coat and a human skin mask.
He tried swinging the hammer twice, and a tyrannical, evil feeling emanated from him.
"How do you feel that you are the biggest villain?"
Taking the keys and mobile phone, and stuffing the doll into his arms, Chen Ge grabbed the extremely bloody hammer and walked out of the monitoring room.
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In the midnight escape scene, Zhang Peng felt that the knife in his hand was getting heavier and heavier. He had been preparing for this day for a long time, but who knew that people were not as good as heaven, and the accident happened just after entering.
It was already more than one o'clock in the morning, and a normal person must be in the bedroom even if he didn't sleep at this time. He was still excited for a long time after seeing the number of the staff lounge just now, and it took a lot of effort to calm down.
He kept insinuating himself, stirring up hatred in his heart, and finally made up his mind to boldly break in.
After rushing into the lounge, he slashed at the bed with such force that he even injured himself.
The blade was stained with blood, but when he saw clearly that there was no one on the bed, and the only blood on the sheets was left by himself, in addition to resentment, there was only suffocation.
"Destroyed the Ping An apartment, put Juan'er in prison, nosy guy, I will definitely kill you!" Zhang Peng became more and more angry. He listened to the sound of cutting in the building, as if flies were flying in his ears. Getting more irritable.
He clenched the knife tightly and kept approaching the source of the sound. In order to prevent being discovered, he was careful all the way.
"It's very close, it's on this floor!" Zhang Peng stuck his head out from the corridor. He didn't have any lighting tools, his body was close to the wall, and he entered the corridor on the third floor.
"This haunted house is gloomy, and the roads are as complicated as a maze. When I kill him, I can find a place to hide the body. It is estimated that it will take outsiders ten days and a half months to find out." The corners of his mouth rose, feeling his smile now It must be cruel.
"The voice is right in front! But I'm very curious about what this guy is doing in the haunted house if he doesn't sleep at night? Is he repairing props overnight?" Zhang Peng bent down, relaxed his body, wrapped his long sleeves around the wound, and slowly approached with a knife.
At the end of the corridor on the third floor, that is, at the main entrance of the midnight escape scene, Zhang Peng saw a faint shadow.
The figure stood in the center of the main gate, holding something in his hand, swiping across the gate.
"Strange, why doesn't he turn on the lights?" Zhang Peng realized that there was something wrong when he came to him, but he didn't ponder the reason, his brain was flooded with the pleasure of revenge.
The air was dignified like never before, he slowly raised the knife over his shoulder, his body was like a drawn bow, and the tip of the knife was aimed at the shadow in front of him.
"go to hell!"
At full speed, Zhang Peng's face was twisted, and he stabbed the sharp knife in his hand into the shadow!
An excited smile appeared on his face, but after only a few tenths of a second, the smile disappeared.
The sharp knife went directly through the body of the shadow, and the stab was empty!
The huge inertia caused Zhang Peng to plant his head on the door, and almost his waist was dodged.
"What am I?!"
Zhang Peng could not accept this result anyway.
He hurriedly got up from the ground and waved his knife frantically at the air: "Where are the people? Where are the people!"
After venting the anger in his heart with all his strength, a never-before-seen emotion grew in Zhang Peng's heart.
"I just saw a black figure standing with its back to me! It's impossible to read it wrong!" Zhang Peng was no longer afraid to expose himself. He took out his mobile phone and illuminated the surroundings. The wooden door was criss-crossed with fine nicks. , a few sharp-edged mirror fragments were thrown on the ground: "These are all left by the shadow, I can be 100% sure that there was a person standing here just now!"
Obviously standing alone, why the blink of an eye disappeared
Zhang Peng shuddered inexplicably, the anger in his heart had been quenched, and he looked at the dead corridor with some bewilderment.
"A person can never disappear suddenly, unless... that's not a person." The Adam's apple rolled, and the light of the mobile phone couldn't give him the slightest sense of security, but made him even more flustered, as if there were monsters hidden in all the places where the light couldn't shine.
"The owner of the haunted house is not a human being! There are really ghosts in this haunted house!" Zhang Peng's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and the hand holding the knife was soaked with sweat. Now I just want to get out of this hellish place.
Holding the phone, he ran faster and faster, not paying attention at all. The opening angle of the security door at the entrance of the corridor was different from before.
"We'll talk about revenge later, this place can't be left for a long time." Covering his arms, Zhang Peng just entered the entrance of the corridor when a shadow behind the door hit him.
"Crack!"
The sound of broken bones was clearly audible. Zhang Peng looked at his limp and unconscious right hand, and his brain seemed to crash.
"Sorry, I smashed it crooked." Chen Ge walked out from behind the door with a hammer, and the cruel and frightening human skin mask followed him, twisting various terrifying expressions: "I was going to smash your shoulder blades. ."
The calm tone seemed to be telling a trivial matter. Zhang Peng looked at Chen Ge behind the door and felt like he was about to suffocate!
Why are you so cruel! I am the murderer!
Zhang Peng actually wanted to try to resist, but his eyes swept across the blood trough in the singer Chen, the iron hammer more than 40 centimeters long, and the hand holding the sharp knife would not obey.
There is a blood groove on the hammer, and the hammer handle is the same as the spine! Are you afraid that others will not know that you are a murderer!
Without giving the other party more time, Chen Ge smashed his hammer into Zhang Peng's thigh again. He needed someone who had lost the ability to resist to act as a container for the monster in the mirror.
"Bang!"
The handrail of the stairs was smashed and bent, Zhang Peng dodged dangerously and dangerously. He was bleeding from one hand and smashed and fractured in the other. At this time, he dared to resist, even throwing the knife and running downstairs frantically.
"You are so timid, who gave you the courage to visit my haunted house alone?"
Holding the hammer, Chen Ge followed closely, and the two sides chased and fled, returning to the first floor of the haunted house.