The store owner is calculating Chen Ge, but Chen Ge is not calculating the store owner.
Three of the four were recruited. The shop owner felt that he had the advantage in numbers and could do it. He didn't know that among the people in front of him, 99% of the battle power was on Chen Ge alone.
The reason why Chen Ge didn't act rashly after entering the restaurant was because he was afraid of the shop owner's backhand, such as police guns and red clothes in the refrigerator.
Now both sides feel like they have the initiative, so they all have smiles on their faces.
"It is also possible that the other party hid the equipped gun, the bullets are limited, and he may not use it until a critical moment, so I will have to strike first, and before he can react, I will directly abandon their hands and let They can't shoot."
Chen Ge's way of dealing with problems is very simple. In order to prevent accidents, he often solves them directly from the root cause.
"Give up resistance, we have no ill intentions, we just want you to play a small game with me." The store owner thought he had taken the absolute initiative, and his expression was relaxed: "I believe you have already realized that there is a problem with the chair, and there is a problem with the chair. Bit by bit, the poison will make you incapacitated, and then you will die in extreme pain."
The shop owner took out a transparent glass from his pocket, with bloodshot surging in it: "I only have one bottle of potion here. Of the four of you, only one can survive."
"I'm not poisoned, your threats are useless to me." Chen Ge unzipped his backpack and put his hand in it.
"You will be like them soon. I advise you not to do meaningless things, lest you lose your arms or legs and affect the next game experience." The fat on the shop owner's face trembled with excitement, and he seemed to be very special. He likes to watch living people kill each other, the feeling of crushing all the good things and trampling them on the ground makes him feel very good.
"Games? What games do you want to play?" Chen Ge is very interested in games. He needs more interesting entertainment in his haunted house. Ordinary entertainment games are not suitable for the atmosphere of haunted houses, but he said it from the mouth of a murderer. game is different.
The terrifying and eerie haunted house, coupled with the games that killers like to play, the screams of tourists already appeared in Chen Ge's mind.
"Many, such as cutting cakes, grabbing chairs, hide-and-seek, etc." The fat boss felt that he was in control of the overall situation, and he patiently explained those games to Chen Ge.
The cruel game rules and the perverted game experience made Chen Ge feel uncomfortable just listening to it: "If you copy it completely, tourists may play themselves in the emergency room, but the ideas of some games are still quite good. of."
"Tourist? What are you talking about?" The fat boss and the cook were only a few meters away from Chen Ge.
"Sorry, because I carry a lot of friends with me, so I'm used to talking to myself." Chen Ge didn't explain to the fat boss that the relationship between carrying more friends and talking to himself alone, he has squeezed it dry. After seeing the potential value of the fat boss, he is ready to tear off his disguise.
"You bully the less with more, and you still have sharp weapons. Although I don't have much chance of winning, I won't sit still." Chen Ge gritted his teeth with a fierce expression.
"Actually, we prefer to hunt and kill fresh life rather than using poison. The more you struggle and suffer, the more excited we are!" The fat boss couldn't help laughing, his body trembling like a swaying mountain of meat.
"The more the victim struggles, the more excited you are?" Chen Ge waited until the fat boss walked up to him, then suddenly smiled: "That's great, I'll make you excited enough today!"
Throwing away the backpack, Chen Ge held the hammer handle like a spine in both hands, raised it high, and slammed it into the fat boss's chest.
"puff!"
Chen Ge had already determined that the fat boss was a living person, because the blood he spat out was still hot.
"Aren't you excited now?!"
Considering that the fat meat may have the effect of shock absorption, Chen Ge used all his strength, but the fat boss's huge body couldn't stand it at all, and he was directly knocked over by the hammer.
For a moment, before the cook in the back hadn't reacted, Chen Ge stepped forward and broke the fat boss's arms and a leg with a hammer.
Even if he has the upper hand, Chen Ge still won't take it lightly. He is not sure if the fat boss is hiding a pistol, so he adopts the safest method.
His arms were cut off, and he lost both hands. Even if he had a police gun, he couldn't fire it.
Fierce, decisive, cunning, and cautious, this is the impression Chen Ge left on the cook. In his mind, he even wanted to cook with these customers, and the next moment his boss was hammered and vomited blood!
What a despicable and shameless person, would he hide such a big hammer in his backpack and carry it with him!
The cook's pupils jumped uncomfortably, and the bone-chopping knife in his hand was like a toy compared to the opponent's hammer.
He frantically thought about countermeasures in his mind, and when he raised his head, he accidentally glanced at Chen Ge.
The ferocious and terrifying eyes made people shudder. When he thought that Chen Ge was going to say something to him, who would have thought that Chen Ge would charge directly with the Skull-Smashing Hammer, not a single word of nonsense, and no flaws could be found.
Too fast, the brain has not yet come up with a countermeasure, the body has already felt the pain.
The bone-chopping knife in his hand fell to the ground, and the cook watched as his arms drooped softly and his fingers let go weakly.
"I… "
The cook wanted to talk, but Chen Ge didn't give him this chance. He was too cautious. Before he completely took control of the situation, he wouldn't let the enemy talk to interfere with him while he didn't talk nonsense.
After a few more hammers, the cook was also knocked to the ground by the hammer.
"Okay, now you can speak. Tell me, where is the antidote that can restore their mobility?" Chen Ge took the antidote from the fat boss first. He looked at the bloodshot inside and thought about it for a long time. In the previous scene when he fought against the Strange Talk Association in Living Coffin Village, Wu Fei also had such a bottle of blood in his hand at that time.
"I… "
"Don't be deceived by him!" Just as the cook was about to speak, the fat boss immediately shouted loudly.
"I haven't made any promises to you, and I never lie." Chen Ge squatted in front of the fat boss and began to search. The cook blushed, but he didn't say a word.
"If I were you, I would definitely not use this bottle of medicine for them." The fat boss broke his arms, his chest was sunken, and he was still vomiting blood from his mouth. It looked miserable, but his attitude was very a.
"Why?" Chen Ge knew the trump card of the fat boss, and the other party might still be waiting for the old man to use his teeth to call out the red clothes to clear the field.
"Can the enemy's words be believed? In fact, this is a bottle of poison. I want to appreciate your most desperate expressions. I will let the four of you kill each other and give him the poison when there is only one left. Then enjoy him dying slowly." The fat boss's tone was frantic, his voice was loud, and his eyes glanced at the location of Room 1 from time to time.
"It's a coincidence, I also like to appreciate the desperate expressions of living people." Chen Ge reached into his pocket, took out a piece of black cloth, and opened it in front of the fat boss. Inside were polished teeth: "You keep looking in that room, is it because there is this thing in that room?"
The fat boss lost his voice for a moment. He wanted to hide the shock in his heart, but he couldn't control his facial expression at all.
"Tell me, where is the antidote?" Chen Ge shook the skull crusher: "My patience is limited."
The shop owner and the cook were both silent, and after a minute or two, the shop owner spoke slowly: "I can tell you where the real antidote is, but you have to make sure that the two of us will survive, get the antidote and hurry up. Walk."
"No problem, frankly speaking, I have no interest in the two of you at all." Chen Ge was telling the truth, everything he did was for the red clothes in the restaurant.
"The antidote is stored in a special place. I'll take you there in person." The owner of the store looked annoyed and uneasy, and seemed to admit his failure: "Can you help me?"
Chen Ge hammer broke his arms and one leg, and at this time he only had one way to move.
"Don't play tricks, you talk about the place first, and I'll consider whether I should take you there." After Chen Ge searched behind the fat boss and the cook, he found another bottle of antidote. In his opinion, those two bottles of antidote They should have prepared it for themselves.
"Okay, let me tell you, it's in the drawer of the third room on the second floor." The fat boss seemed to accept his fate and cooperated very well. The cook next to him was expressionless, as if he was worried about revealing something.
"On the second floor?" Chen Ge recalled Xiaobu's game and had no impression of the second floor of the hotel. To prevent accidents, he first abolished the cook, and then helped the fat boss to the second floor.
The room the fat boss said was his own room, and there were many old photos in it. The strange thing was that all these photos were of him and a woman.
"Is that your mother?"
"Yes, my relationship with my father is very bad, so I can only take a photo with my mother." The fat boss showed a happy smile on his face: "My mother is very beautiful, and I can take you to meet her if I have the opportunity."
There's nothing wrong with this sentence, but only if you don't know what the fat boss's mother looks like.
"This is the antidote." The fat boss asked Chen Ge to open the drawer, which contained three sealed glasses with some gray-black sediment.
"Are you sure?" Chen Ge put all the sealed glasses into his backpack, and took the fat boss back to the first floor.
He walked to the table and put three sealed glasses on the table: "Can you hear me?"
"No problem, I'm sober now, but I can't control my body completely." The drunk man's attitude improved a lot after witnessing Chen Ge's one-to-two match just now.
"These three glasses were taken from the boss's house. He said this is the antidote, but it's not that simple in my opinion." Chen Ge took out the two bottles that the boss said were poison and put them in On the table: "I think the boss is lying, these two bottles are the antidote. Unfortunately, there are only three bottles in the boss's room, and one bottle is less than one bottle. If one bottle is taken out for testing, the antidote will eventually be not enough."
After finishing speaking, Chen Ge hugged the white cat who was hiding in the distance to watch the fun. He held the white cat's small head: "You swallowed similar bloodshots in the living coffin village. I will treat these two different types later. The 'potion' is open, you help them distinguish."
Chen Ge didn't care whether the white cat understood or not, he first opened the glass with gray-black sediment and placed it in front of the white cat.
A faint odor came from the cup, and the white cat struggled to leave.
Closing the lid of the cup, Chen Ge then opened the bloodshot cup.
As soon as the lid of the cup was loosened, the white cat seemed to smell something, his ears pricked up, and his beautiful eyes stared at the cup in Singer Chen.
When Chen Ge opened the cup completely, the cries came from the cup, and all the bloodshots inside came alive, trying to escape.
The white cat's eyes also turned red instantly, as if something deep in the blood vessels was activated, and it rushed directly to Chen Ge's hand.
Chen Ge quickly screwed on the lid, and the white cat calmed down.
"This bloodshot can cause a reaction from the white cat. It's very unusual. It may be the same as the bloodshot obtained by the Weird Talk Association from the world behind the door." Chen Ge closed the lid and put all the cups together: "My cat is paired. The bloodshot bottle has a strong reaction. Personally, I think this bloodshot is the real antidote, and the boss is probably lying."
Chen Ge expressed his opinion, and the other three passengers reacted differently. He saw all of these: "The choice is yours, I won't interfere, but I hope you can be cautious."
"I believe you." The first to make a choice was the scissors, and he grabbed a bottle full of bloodshots with his last strength.
"The brighter the color, the less safe it is. This is common sense in nature. I have learned some pharmacological things, but I can't convince myself to take the living bloodshot." The doctor hesitated and pushed one of the bottles of black sediment in front of him. .
The two passengers made a choice, and only the drunk was left. The doctor and Chen Ge were both people he trusted. Now that the two had differences, he didn't know how to choose.
Psychologically, he is more inclined to choose the gray-black potion, but he feels that the shop owner may also do the opposite, deliberately making the antidote the same as the poison.
Three minutes passed, and the sound of the female ghost slamming on the door became louder and louder. When the door might be knocked down at any time, the drunk man finally made a choice and picked up another bottle of bloodshot.
Who tries first is another question of human nature.
The first person to try is almost taking his life to find the way.
"I'll come first." The scissors sat up with force: "Can you open the lid for me?"
"Okay." When Chen Ge walked over to him and was about to unscrew the cover for him, the scissors suddenly said to Chen Ge: "My phone is in the left pocket of my trousers, and it contains all the information of my brother, if I choose the wrong one , I hope you can pull him when you meet him, and if you don't meet him, you don't have to look for him deliberately."
"En." Chen Ge is appreciating scissors more and more. A truly courageous person is not afraid of saying anything, but makes a resolute decision even when he is afraid of dying.
"Thank you." The scissors brought the water glass to his mouth. He just made a dumping motion, and the bloodshot in the water glass poured into his mouth with a cry.