Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

"Damn it, Brother Wan, when did you go out and get a wet towel? Why didn't you tell me?" Zhang Zhizhi accused.

"Just when you were desperately shouting for your sister to get up, I saw that you were too involved in shouting, so I didn't bother you." Wan Bochong said leisurely.

"Damn it, Brother Wan, you're killing me." He grabbed his hair with both hands and said desperately.

"It wasn't Wan Bochong who wanted to kill you, it was the luck in your heart that killed you." Zhang Jie cracked her finger bones and said sadly.

"Ah, help, the tigress has killed someone." Zhang Zhi shouted loudly while running around holding his head.

Li Baicha saw Zhang Jie punching and kicking her brother fiercely, and felt very lucky. Fortunately, she was not fooled by Zhang Zhi, otherwise he would be the one being beaten at this moment.

Yang Xianluo stood in the corridor and looked at the crazy mental patients in the ward, and asked with a solemn expression, "What's wrong with them?"

"Judging from the look in their eyes right now, it looks like they want to eat us." Li Baicha said with some fear.

"These patients are very quiet during the day, but at night they are all stimulated and go crazy." Zhang Zhi said while holding the bruised and swollen pig's head.

"Could it be that Ji Jian controlled them?" Zhang Jie guessed.

"It's extremely possible." Yang Xianluo looked at the rioting mentally ill people in the ward with a serious face and said to Zhang Jie and others, "If a fight breaks out later, you should run away first and find a safe place to hide."

"Xianluo, I want to stay and help you and Wan Bochong." Li Baicha said, "Anyway, I'm dead now and have nothing to fear. I'll fight them hard. I can't stand up to these lunatics. Now I'm dead."

It won’t be too good, right?”

"You don't need to stay. Wan Bochong and I are enough here. It's enough for you to protect Zhang Zhi and Zhang Jie."

"Okay, Xianluo, don't worry, I will definitely protect them." Li Baicha said seriously.

"Xianluo, the remaining potions to replenish vitality are all here." Zhang Jie took out a few bottles of blue potions from his schoolbag and handed them to her.

Yang Xianluo took the potion, stretched out his hand to touch the swollen face that had finally gone away, and sighed. His physical fitness was really poor and he simply couldn't bear the power of the rampaging loli.

If your physical condition were better, you wouldn't need to drink this potion with side effects to regain your strength.

Boom! Boom!

Heavy footsteps sounded in the corridor, and the dim yellow corridor lamp shone on Ji Jian's face with sunken features, making it look very scary.

The corpse chopped into pieces by Wan Bochong was still intact. It seemed that if Ji Jian's body was injured, it would not recover, but Ji Long's body would return to its original state no matter how injured it was the next day.

Every time Ji Jian took a step forward, the patients who were locked up in the ward became even more crazy, and their movements against the glass became even more crazy, as if they would not stop until the glass was broken today.

Suddenly, Ji Jian, who was walking towards them, suddenly stopped.

"What does he want to do?" Zhang Zhi widened his eyes and said in horror.

Wow~~

The sound of breaking glass resounded in the corridor one after another. Ji Jian smashed the glass with his fist and released all the mental patients in the ward.

More and more mentally ill people ran out, gathered together, and roared towards Yang Xianluo and the others.

Wan Bochong raised his sword and rushed forward to fight those mental patients with red eyes like wild beasts.

When the sword rises and falls, it leaves deep sword marks on the body of the mentally ill patient.

However, the vitality of these mentally ill patients is very tenacious. As long as their heads are not cut off, they will always be able to attack, just like little strong men who cannot be killed.

The corridor has been blocked by these mental patients, and Ji Jian, a big killer, is standing in the middle. At this moment, Zhang Zhi and the other three want to escape and hide. It is simply wishful thinking.

"Zhang Jie, Zhang Zhi, Li Baicha, you three quickly go into the ward and hide." Yang Xianluo and the other three said.

"The ward is only that big, and the glass walls are almost broken. Even if we have to hide, where can we hide?" Zhang Zhi said in a panic when he saw a large number of mentally ill people rushing toward them.

"You hide under the bed first." Yang Xianluo looked at Li Baicha and said, "Protect them."

"Okay." Li Baicha nodded and quickly called Zhang Zhi and Zhang Jie, "Quick, follow me into the ward."

The three of them hurriedly ran into the ward. Zhang Zhi opened the mattress on the hospital bed, pulled out an iron rod from the bed board, and held it tightly in his hand.

Li Baicha saw the iron rod in Zhang Zhi's hand and asked, "Why don't you hide and hold the iron rod?"

"I am a grown man, so there is no reason to hide and let my brother fight alone. You saved me before, and now I will protect you."

"What do I want you to protect?" Li Baicha snatched the iron rod from Zhang Zhi's hand and said, "Just hide and leave this opportunity to be a hero to me. Anyway, I am dead now, and I can die again.

Can’t it be done just once?”

"Look at the mentally ill people outside who were beheaded by Brother Wan. They died again. If you don't have your head, you can't talk to us."

Zhang Jie also pulled out an iron rod from the bed board and said, "If there is danger, we will go together. I still don't believe that the three of us can't kill a mentally ill person."

"Yes, no matter how rubbish the strength of the three of us is, if we can't defeat Ji Jian, how can we defeat those psychopaths?" Zhang Zhi said, clenching his fists.

"Okay, if there is danger, the three of us will go together." Li Baicha looked at Zhang Jie and Zhang Zhi and nodded.

Yang Xianluo entered the violent lolita mode and punched a mentally ill person in the head.

Soon, she and Wan Bochong eliminated half of the mental illness.

The swollen muscles on Ji Jian's body became even more knotted, and he was much stronger than before.

"Fuck." Seeing the muscles on his body, Yang Xianluo couldn't help but gasped, "Did he secretly hide and supplement with protein powder? The muscles are so strong, they look really scary."

Standing in the midst of mental illness, Ji Jian turned on the chainsaw switch.

The sound of sizzling gears sounded in the corridor. He quickly ran towards Wan Bochong with a chainsaw, raised the chainsaw and struck the sword.

The violent impact sound spread along the sword blade to Wan Bochong's hand, making his jaw numb.

As soon as his hand softened, the demon-killing sword was thrown aside by the electric saw.

There was a clang sound.

Hearing the sound of the iron sword falling to the ground, Yang Xianluo quickly turned his head and looked at the demon-killing sword that had fallen to the ground and turned into a fire stick, with a shocked expression on his face.

The demon-killing sword actually fell off Wan Bochong's hand. It seems that Ji Jian has become stronger again.