Odd Containment Specialist

The matter came to an end temporarily, and everyone calmed down. Some things that they had not figured out before gradually became clear, so the atmosphere became a little heavy.

Li Ming clenched his fists tightly, and a wave of anger surged from the bottom of his heart, but in an instant, he loosened his hands like a deflated ball.

Su Yue killed his friend, but that was because his cognition was distorted.

But he pushed his friend out, which was his own decision.

"What should we do next?" Li Ming asked with a complicated look.

Xia Shou glanced at Li Ming and knew that this kid had also noticed the truth.

Looking at the expressions of Su Yue and Su Weiyu, they both seemed to know what had happened before.

Li Ming had been saying that the wedding dress girl was killing people everywhere, and now this wedding dress girl was standing in front of him. Although her appearance was different from what he had seen before, after experiencing the dream event, everyone knew that the wedding dress girl was Su Yue.

And Su Yue also knew very well what kind of people she killed.

Su Yue frowned, lowered her head, reached into the socks of her garter stockings, and took out the savings cards.

A thick stack of savings cards, from many people.

Su Weiyu looked at Su Yue distressed, but couldn't comfort her, so she had to look at Xia Shou for help.

Xia Shou took the savings card from Su Yue and counted it. There were already 13,000, enough for one person to go out, but Su Yue and Su Weiyu were connected, so 10,000 was not enough.

And there were so many people on their side, and they couldn't let everyone else die here.

Xia Shou touched Su Yue's head and comforted her: "It's not your fault. Now the only thing we have to think about is how to leave here alive. We can think about other things after we leave."

Su Yue nodded, took a deep breath, and said to herself in her heart that she must cheer up. It's useless to feel guilty and repent now, and it will only hold Brother Xia Shou back!

Cheer up and do what you can!

Whether it's an apology or repentance, we'll talk about it later. Now we just need to think about how to survive and how to escape from here!

"What should we do now?" Su Yue asked.

"Keep collecting savings cards." Xia Shou replied.

Xia Shou knew that this was a filming, and if they still had scenes, trouble would come to them.

I just don't know what happened to Brother Bai.

They have reunited here, but Bai He has been acting alone.

...

...

He is not used to sharing a body with others, but this level alone will not hinder his revenge.

Bai He's eyes swept through the paintings hanging in the corridor. These paintings still have the power to convey the painter's emotions to others, but they are ineffective for Bai He.

Whether it is reality or movies, he is ready.

Entering this movie as an avenger has caused great obstacles to his early actions and even brought huge risks.

But he knows that he will definitely go to the end.

Because of fate... He foresaw his fate a long time ago and set his own ending.

Bai He let his body be carried by another stranger who was closely connected to him through the corridor on the 25th floor.

The sound kept coming from the rooms on both sides. This disgusting sound has accompanied him for many years, from a nightmare in the past to a reminder today.

Although killing the man in the movie was not in the revenge scene he had imagined, he didn't mind.

In the middle of the corridor, the floor was full of paint buckets. A man in a haori was concentrating on painting on a woman's belly with several paintbrushes between his fingers.

"Mr. Juzaburo, I... I brought back someone." said the man whose upper body was tightly connected to Shirakawa.

For the first time, Naganuma Juzaburo moved his eyes away from the painting and looked forward. When he reflected the white hair in his eyes, ecstasy gushed out of his pupils.

"Huh? It's really... unexpected!" Juzaburo pushed away the girl who served as the drawing board, stood up from the chair, stepped over the paint bucket, and walked towards Shirakawa step by step.

"Long time no see, Shirakawa!" Juzaburo greeted with a smile, as if he had reunited with a close friend he hadn't seen for many years.

"Yeah...long time no see, you never thought you'd see me again." Baihe straightened his back and stood up in front of the other person in the image of a deformed twin.

"Any last words, beast?" Baihe asked coldly.

Shouzaburo raised his eyebrows and shook his head with a trace of pity: "I understand, but are you too anxious? Do you need me to give you more time? You are like this...not very convenient."

Baihe raised one hand.

The Rubik's Cube rotated in the air, and the boy connected to Baihe's body was cut off directly from Baihe's body, just like an axe directly chopped off one of a pair of twins connected by the spine.

Baihe staggered back a step and pulled off the mask with the remaining arm.

"I haven't talked like this for many years. It's best to show you this. I hope you haven't forgotten it." Baihe's eyes were cold.

His upper face was handsome, and his eyes were melancholy and deep.

As for the lower half of his face, his lower lip was completely cut off, but part of his upper lip was still left, and his teeth and gums were exposed to the air without any cover.

"Do you remember?" Shirakawa asked.

Naganuma Jusaburo smiled and said, "I remember this incident very clearly. You bit my brother. If you hadn't begged me, you would have lost your teeth.

Are you going to thank me? You lost your lips, and you never did that again.

In addition, I have good news for you, my brother is dead. "

Seeing that Juzaburo still remembered these things, Shirakawa showed a trace of relief on his face.

That's how it should be. If he doesn't remember those things, then what he is going to do to him next will be meaningless.

"Is Shirakawa okay?" Naganuma Juzaburo licked his lips, looking a little embarrassed.

Shirakawa stared at the other party in silence without answering, and blood continued to flow from the huge wound on the side of his body.

Seeing that Shirakawa didn't speak, Juzaburo asked again: "Did you give birth to a son or a daughter?"

"She died." Shirakawa answered the other party's previous question.

Naganuma Juzaburo's expression suddenly froze.

He stood there for several seconds, and his expression suddenly twisted: "Dead? ! Shirakawa is dead? ! What about my son?

Me, how is my son? "

Shirakawa's upper lip was slightly pulled to the sides. Although it was difficult to recognize his expression, the remaining muscle movement still showed that he was smiling.

"He survived. She died of dystocia, but the child was born. It's a son." Shirakawa said lightly.

Naganuma Jusaburo was stunned when he heard this. His ferocious expression twitched and relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Shirakawa sneered: "Do you think I will let him survive?"