The killer holding scissors walked towards Lin Huai step by step. There are wolves in front and tigers in the back, Lin Huai raised his hands high, smiled at them, and then...
He turned and ran!
Scissorhands and the middle-aged man caught up to him at the same time—they were very fast, their eyes were red, and it seemed that something strengthened their bodies and accelerated their movements. Lin Huai ran quickly in the streets and alleys—and these two people seemed to be desperate and insisted on following him.
"I have to find a building where I can hide." Lin Huai gritted his teeth, "What's going on with these NPCs? Has the body been strengthened in any strange way?"
Lin Huai's eyes lit up when he saw the buildings in the distance!
It's a closed opera house! There was no one inside, only one window was still slightly lit. Without hesitation, Lin Huai rushed in before the two people behind him grabbed his clothes, put his hands on the window frame, and broke through the window.
… Soon he regretted it.
In the slightly lit window stood a man—and on the man's hand was dragging the corpse of an actress who had been cut in half. As long as Lin Huai looked up, he could see the theater poster—
"Actress Known as a Dahlia"
"Damn!" Lin Huai cursed, "Black Dahlia!!"
The next moment, the two serial killers who were chasing Lin Huai broke in through the window! The three serial killers met each other in this opera house, and by coincidence they caught up with Lin Huai. Lin Huai had no choice but to escape from their pursuit through the broken window.
It was raining lightly outside. Lin Huai passed by a smelly restaurant—he broke into the back kitchen, intending to snatch a kitchen knife, but managed to provoke an ogre... Then Lin Huai ran to the river, and when he saw the words "Green River" written on it, After the street sign, he ran to the other side without looking back. And with the sound of something being thrown into the river with a "boom!", the team chasing him expanded again.
Then, Lin Huai ran past the post office, and a man who had been delivering letters there also caught up with him. The mail he delivered into the mailbox was painted with astrological signs, and Lin Huai knew it was the "zodiac sign" without looking at it.
"What the hell did I do? Am I so attractive? Do I look like an OMEGA exuding alluring pheromones in ABO literature?!" While running, Lin Huai could still complain energetically. Just now he tried to fight one of the serial killers, but the other person's body seemed to be strengthened after meeting him and entering a berserk state. This kind of serial killer with bloody and hostile hands was originally beyond the level of the red-clothed ghost, even to the level of evil. It was feasible for Lin Huai to fight them one-on-one. But now there are too many people chasing him. As the saying goes, crowd tactics can drown a dragon.
Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, a yellow taxi appeared in front of Lin Huai. This rainy night taxi opened the door, and the gloomy driver inside said: "You..."
Without any hesitation, Lin Huai kicked the ground with one leg, soared into the air, spun around in the sky, and then descended to the center where he was chasing him first and was about to touch the hem of his clothes under the dumbfounded eyes of all the chasers. young man's back and kicked him—
Kicked into a taxi!
With his next kick, he kicked the door of the taxi, and said loudly, "Bye bye, Rainy Night Butcher! Go play on your own!"
The two perverts are left to hurt each other. Lin Huai continued to run in the foggy city. The abnormal concentration in the foggy city made him feel suffocated, and he remembered the many related multiplayer sports literature he had accidentally seen in ○tang...
Lin Huai suddenly had goose bumps all over her body.
Countless men are still chasing him, and Lin Huai is still running wildly in the foggy city. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Lin Huai was drenched all over. until…
Everyone behind him disappeared.
All the scent of perfume on his body was washed away by the rain. Lin Huai stopped, and he heard the chaotic footsteps gradually. Those people stopped here and seemed to be looking around.
"Where are people?"
"Why did it suddenly disappear?"
Lin Huai held his breath. He didn't come out from the corner until everyone had left.
"Now it seems that this perfume can not only restore my eyesight, but also make me be hunted down by all killers... Because I wear perfume, is it very attractive to them? What kind of peerless OMEGA is this? The pheromones..." Lin Huai shook the perfume bottle in his hand, complaining, "If you want to gain vision, you have to be chased by serial killers all over the city. This is equivalent exchange."
After complaining, Lin Huai put the perfume back into her arms. Today he has thoroughly felt the effect of the perfume - by the end, the serial killer chasing after him seems to be picking up a train in India.
It was still raining, but Lin Huai didn't intend to go back to the hotel - he knew that the puppeteer was still waiting for him there. Based on his invisibility effect, Lin Huai stole an umbrella from a nearby house without guilt, changed into new clothes, and looked for a hotel that could take him in with the umbrella.
Soon, Lin Huai saw a tall white building—a hotel that looked nice but was located in a remote place.
He was about to compliment his good luck when he saw the hotel's sign.
Lin Huai: ...
“THE WHITE CITY”
"Baicheng Devil? Isn't that right, do I have to be this miserable?" He murmured, "What is this, stand-in messenger... No, do serial killers attract each other?"
Lin Huai took a step back. He heard the crackling of his own knuckles, and then himself, sighed.
"Forget it," he murmured, "the only way to defeat perverts is to become them. In this case, I have no choice but to sacrifice myself and integrate this hotel."
With that said, he stepped into the hotel.
…
Emily felt that she was really unlucky.
She was tied to the operating table, struggling with all her strength, but the restraints almost locked her in all possible actions. On the other side she heard the crisp sound of metal clinking—the clinking of surgical instruments.
A soft and elegant serenade echoed in the room, and a man in a white coat on the other side was humming softly—it seemed to be a piece of "La Vie en Rose". Beside the man, there is a deep fish tank—not so much a bathtub, but a hydrochloric acid pool. Emily has no doubt that after being killed by this man, he will throw him into this vat of hydrochloric acid.
She began to regret why she went here to make unannounced visits—although the law and order in Fog City is worse than that of Gotham City, the successive disappearances in this hotel still attracted her—the attention of a reporter from Fog City Evening News . Although her colleagues obviously lacked interest in this, she still came here persistently to make an unannounced visit.
Then, after discovering dozens of murder rooms, she was locked up here.
— This seemingly gentle hotel owner is simply a pervert! The white building he owns is not a hotel at all, but a perverted castle that he uses to lure tourists for fun!
The man came towards her. Emily struggled hard, but couldn't escape the cold touch of the blade on her skin. The man chuckled softly: "You are a very clever little reporter, but it is a pity that you discovered my artwork too early—this building where every room is a work of art. It has been exposed, so how should the tea party be held?" "Woo-oooo!"
The female reporter kept struggling. She couldn't understand what the man was saying. Finally, the cloth ball in her mouth became loose. She spat out the cloth ball in one gulp and shouted, "Help—"
The man watched her struggle with leisure: "You won't be able to save your throat even if you scream."
"Broken throat, broken throat—"
A strange voice sounded behind him. The voice seemed to come from a girl, sweet but eerie. The man turned his head alertly: "What?"
"whee."
The crisp footsteps of leather shoes landing sounded beside him. It was as if a girl was wearing high-heeled leather shoes, spinning and running beside him, followed by continuous, silver bell-like laughter.
"whee."
"whee."
"Who are you? Who are you?" The strange incident caused the man to grip the scalpel tightly and stab around, "Don't play tricks, come out?"
"Don't you remember me?"
"Remember you... are you Karen? Anne? Or Sophia?" The man nervously called out the names of several people. Obviously, all this weirdness, together with the sudden flickering lights, made him nervous, " come out!"
The next moment, he smelled an extremely strange aroma.
That fragrance is rich and leisurely, containing almost all the good things in this world. The man's eyes froze at that moment, followed by endless fanaticism.
A girl in a red and black dress appeared by the door. It turned out that she was the one who kept pressing the power switch of this room just now. The man restrained his saliva, he held the scalpel, and walked towards the girl step by step: "You..."
He didn't have time to make any more noise.
Because girls are faster than him!
A knife struck him—the first knife cut off his hand, and the second knife cut off his throat. The man clutched his neck. After receiving such a fatal injury, he didn't die. Instead, he howled and rushed towards the girl!
The girl smiled lightly. She tiptoed to the ground, leaped into the sky, then held a long knife, and slashed at his head!
Men are like ferocious beasts, while girls are like butterflies with knives. They fought for a while in the operating room, and in the end, the contest ended with the man being pierced by countless bloodshots.
Lin Huai withdrew the bloodshot. Throwing the man's body into the hydrochloric acid pool—a place he had prepared for other victims—became his home.
Then, he looked at the girl who was still tied up on the bed. The girl's eyes were red, and she was still struggling in the straitjacket. He glanced at her and smiled.
The knife flashed!
He cut the opponent's bondage belt!
"Are you a reporter? Since you are a reporter, send a notice for me and tell them that the most beautiful prey is waiting for them in Baicheng..."
Before Lin Huai could finish his sentence, he looked at the reporter helplessly, and suddenly jumped at him in a daze!
Suffered!
Unexpectedly, the smell of perfume on his body... actually has a maddening effect on ordinary NPCs!