Super thriller live broadcast

What Song Wenxuan said was exactly what I was most worried about. Jiang Fei and I might have been lowered during the time when we were unconscious.

Once the critical moment comes and the old man lowers his head against me and Jiang Fei, all the previous efforts will be in vain.

After thinking for a moment, I asked Song Wenxuan: "How can you tell whether a person has been descended?"

"The first second before the head-down eruption is no different from that of ordinary people. If you feel unwell, you should be careful." Song Wenxuan taught me a simple identification method: "People whose minds are controlled by the head-down , his eyes are different from normal people, you have to pay attention to the whites of his upper eyes."

"The whites of your eyes?"

"The upper eyes of healthy and normal people usually appear bluish-white with slightly bloodshot eyes. If they are covered with bloodshot eyes, it may be because they stayed up late, drank too much, just cried, or have conjunctivitis. But if the bloodshot eyes are deep red and there are blood cells at the end of the bloodshot eyes, then it is It means that there is a problem in a certain part of the body, and the head drop may be about to occur."

"People whose minds are controlled often have a dark gray straight line in the middle of the whites of their eyes. This stage indicates that the talisman has entered the body and self-awareness begins to blur. When the color of the straight line turns to dark black, the mind is blinded and the head is lowered. The technique has fully taken effect.”

To test the authenticity of what he said, I lifted up his dirty hair and looked into his eyes.

The whites of his upper eyes were densely covered with bloodshot eyes. In addition to a deep black vertical line, there were many small black dots.

Song Wenxuan did not resist, and said with a sad smile: "The old man used poison to torture me, so there will be black spots under my eyes. Don't worry, I will not deceive you."

I am cautious by nature and just acted subconsciously: "Now I have no other choice but to believe you."

I stayed in the eighth cell for too long. I was afraid that Jiang Fei would be in danger outside alone, so I prepared to get back through the ditch and leave here.

"Wait a minute, have you forgotten something?" Song Wenxuan called out to me who had already turned around.

"What's wrong? You and I owe nothing to each other. If I can kill Master Jiangtou, I will avenge your blood."

Song Wenxuan looked at Song Xiaofeng very complicatedly. Before this, he had never dared to look into Song Xiaofeng's eyes: "I don't care whether you can kill the old man in the end, please return the knife to the child now."

"This kid is unstable. He's going to stab you."

"This is exactly what I want." Song Wenxuan looked at his child and slowly lowered his head: "I deserve death, and I am not qualified to face them. If killing me with my own hands can make him feel better, then I would rather die in his hands."

"Hurry up and give him the knife. This is the condition we negotiated from the beginning!"

"give him!"

Song Wenxuan lost control and used his last strength to roar, his voice echoing throughout the cell.

It is hard to imagine that a person's last wish in life is to be killed by his own son. This seems crazy to me, but it is understandable.

"The liberation you want will satisfy you." I never considered myself a good person, nor did I adhere to ethical standards like those defenders. What I thought was correct was just logically smooth.

One wants to die and the other wants to kill. This is a tragedy. No one wants to see it. In this case, it is better to let it end early.

I handed the scalpel to Song Xiaofeng without stopping her.

The child held a sharp knife. After the initial impulse, Song Xiaofeng slowly calmed down.

This stupid and silly child made me a little unpredictable at this moment. He stood there with a knife, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Bah!" The scalpel fell to the ground, and the boy cried loudly, then got into the stinky ditch and fled the room as if he had fled.

"Did...did he understand what you said? Isn't this child an imbecile?" I may not be polite to say this, but Song Xiaofeng's behavior was something I had never thought of before.

Water splashed everywhere, Song Xiaofeng had left, and only Song Wenxuan who was crucified on the cross and me who was about to leave were left in the room.

"Why?" Song Wenxuan murmured to himself while looking at the ripples on the water.

I didn't say anything because I didn't know the answer.

After getting into the ditch and returning to the next room, Jiang Fei was hunched over in the corner: "How was it? Did you gain anything?"

"The harvest has been great. Now we at least have a chance to fight!" Putting on the young doctor's coat, I took the hell phone back into my hands: "You didn't read anything on my phone, did you?"

"Absolutely not, I kept the screen pointed at the door."

Jiang Fei promised again and again, but I didn't ask in detail and glanced at the live broadcast room.

"Holy shit!" In this short period of time, the popularity has exceeded 3,000, which is extremely rare in my previous live broadcasts.

Various barrage rhythms flew up in the live broadcast room, and it was overwhelming, which made me unable to watch it for a while.

"Jiang Fei, what did you do with my phone just now?"

Jiang Fei was very innocent: "I didn't do anything? I just pointed the screen at the door as you said and be careful."

She gestured to her previous posture, and I instantly understood that Jiang Fei was holding the phone instead, and the camera was filming her chest. This girl was so stupid that she didn't know anything.

"Did I break your phone?"

"No, it's just that the night is long and some brothers may not be able to keep up with their nutrition."

With a wry smile, he glanced at the live broadcast room where the popularity was still rising, and this time the barrage exploded.

Teletubbies died of murder and rewarded the super thriller live broadcast room with 99 coins: "The sound is light and the body is soft. I give it ninety-nine points, out of ten!"

"Trouble! Where's my little sister! I want to lick her until she doubts her life!"

"Anchor, get out of the way! The 18-meter-high Diao is born, I don't want to accidentally hurt innocent people!"

"Second Battalion Commander! Bring out my Italian cannon!"

"Sister-in-law! Wu Song is late!!"

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I don't know how to respond to some of these barrages: "What's wrong with Wu Song? If you call me sister-in-law like that, will Wuhan University be happy?"

Holding the scalpel in my hand, I found another broken chain and took it with me: "Let's go to the third floor and take a look. Don't be too far away from each other, and don't be too close to each other."

Before leaving, I pulled Song Xiaofeng and Jiang Fei in front of me. With the light of my mobile phone, I looked at their pupils at close range. I was relieved when I found that the whites of their eyes were normal: "The head-lowering technique has not taken effect yet. I hope they will be fine." Everyone can survive this disaster."

Before they even stepped out of the underground, all the lights above their heads went out, plunging the entire mental hospital into darkness.

"Don't be afraid, pay attention to your surroundings and be careful around corners." The mobile phone became the only lighting tool at the underworld show, and the three of us walked out of the underground to the lobby on the first floor.

There was a faint smell of blood floating in the empty hall. There seemed to be figures flickering in the darkness, and the body of the pregnant woman was also missing.

"Let's go to the third floor!"

The footsteps of the three of us echoed in the dark corridor, and we could hear them clearly.

I practiced the Miaozhenxin method, and my five senses were strengthened, making me much more sensitive than ordinary people. Before I reached the third floor, I suddenly stopped, turned around and held Jiang Fei's shoulders.

She was trembling with fright and stopped quickly. Song Xiaofeng followed at the back and froze on the spot when we stopped.

The three of us didn't move, but the footsteps in the corridor didn't stop!

"They are indeed here!" I noticed something was wrong when I went upstairs. The footsteps were messy and it seemed like something was hanging in the distance.

Looking downstairs, it was pitch black, and darkness became the best cover for the unknown thing.

"Jiang Fei, come and stop me. This child is stupid and stupid. I'm afraid that he will be killed before he can call for help when he is in danger."

"But me." Jiang Fei grabbed my clothes and twisted her fingers until they turned white: "Okay, I'll cut it off."

We continued to move forward, and when we reached the third floor, we realized that we had thought things too simply.

There are many wards on the third floor, and it would take a long time to find the room where Master Jiangtou warms and nourishes the organs.

"Gao Jian, what should we do now?"

"It is kept warm with essence and blood all year round. That room must have a strong smell of blood. When practicing evil arts, try to find a place with a back to the sun to avoid the collision of the yang energy. This building faces south and faces north, so we will start with the wards on the south side. !”

"kindness."

Jiang Fei agreed weakly. I saw her frowning and thought she was uncomfortable: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just felt a little dizzy just now." She looked at me blankly, but she didn't know that a very thin gray vertical line was slowly emerging in her pupils.