Strange game designer

Holding the chainsaw skillfully, he walked past the twisted corpse with excitement, whispering and smiling from time to time. This is the image of Gao Ming in the eyes of other testers.

The introverted and quiet teacher of Xinhu No. 1 High School on the bus has now completely turned into a character that only appears in horror movies. Xu Yajing is really panicking now. She once talked to Gao Ming on the bus. When talking about educating students, Gao Ming hesitated, but when he took the chainsaw and walked in the dark, he seemed to be more confident.

What does this show? Xu Yajing didn't dare to think any further, slowed down slightly, and walked side by side with Tang Qing: "Are all the people in Hate Mountain Prison like this?"

Tang Qing's expression was also complicated. He really had no impression of Gao Ming at all: "Generally, those who are arrested in Hate Mountain Prison are sentenced to life imprisonment or death penalty. If they want to get out, they have to escape from prison."

"I can prove this." Xu Deyi muttered in a low voice: "Our boss spent all his savings and mobilized all his connections, but he was finally injected to death. Hate Mountain Prison is the underworld on earth. Don't think about getting out once you go in."

"What's his situation?" Several people looked at Gao Ming. Gao Ming, holding a chainsaw, had come to the third floor alone. He seemed to be looking forward to what would happen next.

The walls, the ground, the ceiling, the traces of the big burn here are very obvious, and the raging fire seems to have come out of a room on the first floor.

The saw blade faces forward, Gao Ming takes a deep breath, and the wind on the third floor is burnt and smells like a cremation.

In the corridor, the thin scraps of paper flew up and down. Gao Ming stared at the darkness. Others only heard the sound of footsteps, but he saw a vague outline. It was a fat old man.

His body turned slowly, and the old man's arms and legs twisted and bent. The flesh on his face bulged, and his body was pierced by wooden spikes, like a wind-dried dead tree.

The other party obviously also found Gao Ming. His turbid eyes beat greedily, and his fat mouth slowly opened. A female voice that was completely inconsistent with his body came out of that mouth: "One, two, three, wooden man..."

Gao Ming looked at the other party, he didn't move, wanting to see what would happen next.

The fat and ugly body moved slowly in the darkness, and the old face that had been chopped approached little by little. He seemed to be waiting for Gao Ming to move. His hand covered with wooden spikes stopped in front of Gao Ming's face. After about ten seconds, he turned around and disappeared into a room.

"Is this a ghost? I saw it!" Striding forward, the ghost chose to leave, but Gao Ming chased after it and came directly to the door of the room where the ghost disappeared just now.

The doors of other rooms can at least show a frame. This room was almost completely burned down, and everything was reinstalled.

Tang Qing and his friends found Gao Ming motionless on the stairs and immediately realized that a ghost had appeared. They all held their breath and stayed on the steps. No one dared to go upstairs. They followed Gao Ming when he started to move.

"Brother, why don't we break the window and escape, and call the police when we find a place with a signal." The environment can indeed change a person. The gangster Xu Deyi was the first tester who wanted to ask the police for help.

"Hush." ​​Gao Ming didn't say much. His ears moved slightly, and his hand dodged to the side while pushing the door in front of him.

The door in front of him was opened by him, and the door behind him was also opened at this moment. The one-eyed idiot holding a hammer and an axe rushed out and smashed the place where Gao Ming had just stood.

"Ahhhhh!"

The strong stimulation made the fool crazy. He swung his arms and swung the hammer.

The roar of the chainsaw completely shattered the tranquility of the small building. Gao Ming did not retreat at all. He pushed forward and used the high-speed chainsaw as a machete.

"Bang!"

The chainsaw rubbed against the hammer and produced a series of sparks. Gao Ming continued to slash down violently, and the saw blade flew directly!

The saw blade flew across Gao Ming's cheek. The fool's arms were also numb, and the hammer became bumpy and could no longer be held.

"Come on, come on!"

Throwing away the smoking chainsaw, Gao Ming rushed forward and fought with the fool for the remaining axe in the dark.

"What are you still doing! Do it!"

Hearing Gao Ming's voice, several testers at the entrance of the corridor reacted. For a moment, they couldn't tell which of the fool and Gao Ming was the one who lost his mind.

The gangster Xu Deyi and the prison guard Tang Qing controlled the two arms of the idiot. Gao Ming overwhelmed the idiot and directly hit his head against the other's head. After two consecutive knocks, the idiot's nose was crooked and his face was covered with blood. He finally calmed down.

"It's enough, it's enough, brother, don't beat him to death again!" Tang Qing's eyelids twitched and reminded him.

"You seem to have been helping this idiot." Gao Ming's face was also covered with blood. It was not known whether it was his or the idiot's.

"I'm afraid you will kill someone!" Tang Qing pressed the idiot tightly, like subduing a rioting prisoner.

Smiled, Gao Ming didn't care. He stood up and walked to the completely burned bedroom again.

"Sister, run! Run!" The idiot struggled on the ground, his voice was crying, as if they had been bullied by bad guys like this a long time ago, but they were powerless to struggle.

The door panel was completely pushed open, and Gao Ming, who wanted to verify whether there were ghosts in the world, walked into the guest room.

Squinting his eyes out of habit, Gao Ming saw that the scorched iron bed was covered with pink sheets and quilts, and a very cute little girl was lying inside. She seemed to have just walked out of a fairy tale, her fragility carrying a hint of pity.

"Exactly the same as the girl in the photo? The idiot brother has grown up, how can the sister still stay in the same state many years ago? Is this little girl a ghost!"

Gao Ming's words were shocking, and he felt his heart beating wildly, as if it was also longing for something.

Stepping forward, Gao Ming didn't hesitate for a second.

The idiot brother who was pushed down couldn't scream, his voice was hoarse, but he was firmly controlled by the tester, and it seemed that no one could stop Gao Ming.

Everything seemed to have returned to many years ago, to the dirtiest memories in the small building.

From roaring to begging for mercy, all the voices of the idiot brother reached the ears of the younger sister. The sleeping younger sister's eyelashes slightly fluttered and her eyelids trembled a few times until Gao Ming came to the bedside.

The blackened iron bed was like a birdcage stained with death, and the helpless little girl was like a canary at the mercy of others. The worst and most terrifying memories slowly emerged. Gao Ming saw with his own eyes that sticky blood was flowing out of the little girl's heart. Thick black shadow!

Those shadows that gave him a sense of familiarity were like some kind of unknown snake. Once they appeared, they began to spread crazily around. There was no light in the place where they crawled, as if one world was occupied by another world!

Cries rang out, cold and smelly blood flowed from the confession book in Tang Qing's hand, and a skinny arm protruded from the little girl's hair. All the nails on that hand had fallen off.

An old man covered in wooden sticks also appeared on the side of the corridor, and two vicious dogs with human heads and dog bodies crawled out from under the iron bed. They happened to correspond to the judo coach and his family.