Weird Regulator

"Tell me the truth, how sure are you?"

Clyde asked quietly as he pried the floor tiles.

The second personality did not raise his head, he just kept speeding up the movements of his hands.

In the same period of time, his workload has more than doubled that of Clyde.

He did not answer the question directly, but asked rhetorically:

"Do you think there's a flaw in my plan?"

Clyde thought for a moment and shook his head. He couldn't tell if there was anything wrong with the plan, but he always felt something was strange.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the three busy figures in the kitchen along the glass on the door frame.

The three chefs stayed inside quietly doing their own thing, paying no attention to the noise coming from the outside world.

If they were on the verge of survival now, why didn't the ghost stop them?

This is the biggest question surrounding Clyde's mind.

The second personality seemed to notice his doubts and said coldly:

“This store manager mission, there is only one ghost.

The dangers we see and experience are just supernatural events created by it, and it will not actually kill anyone.

The three chefs have no reason or ability to stop us from doing anything, because they are just executioners. "

The explanation of the second personality is based on the general outline of the mission, so it will naturally not be false.

Clyde nodded with difficulty and stopped talking. He just lowered his head and was busy.

But the second personality changed the subject at this time and lowered his voice and said:

“Watch the knife behind the cook’s back, it’s a sinful object.

Three chefs and three knives cannot fall into Fang Shenyan's hands.

This person is not of the same mind as us. "

Clyde frowned, glanced at the alter ego, and said nothing.

He is well aware of the intrigues among store clerks and store managers.

It doesn't matter at all whether Fang Shenyan is of the same mind as them.

The implication of the second personality is that he is afraid that Fang Shenyan will kill someone for the crime before he can survive.

"I am clear."

Clyde's tone was low. He hated infighting the most, but it seemed inevitable in this environment.

The second personality glanced at him and stopped talking.

On the other side, Fang Shenyan had also met up with Su Chenghe. The two of them were staggered and squatting on the ground.

Su Chenghe coughed from time to time, and occasionally vomited some blood.

His body had been severely injured in less than half a minute of torture.

The loss of an eye, a foot, mental pain, and various injuries had left him exhausted.

If it weren't for that tone, he wouldn't have been able to hold on.

He coughed up another mouthful of blood, wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and said tiredly:

"Manager Fang, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I would be dead right now."

Fang Shenyan took a folding shovel, lifted up a floor tile, and threw it in the corner.

There are already three hills piled up in this position, all of which are floor tiles he pried off.

He did not look at Su Chenghe, but casually said:

"Don't Ji Li owe you a favor? I'll pay you back for him."

Su Chenghe laughed miserably, sighed and threw the floor tiles aside.

He looked at the location of the kitchen, especially looking at Chef Su’s right foot for a long time, and asked doubtfully:

"Why does it have legs?"

Fang Shenyan did not turn her head following his gaze, but concentrated on doing her own thing, and said lightly:

"Then why do you have no feet?"

This conversation was very strange. To be precise, Fang Shenyan's answer was very strange.

Su Chenghe glanced at him in confusion and saw that the other party's face was calm, but he didn't want to say anything.

"What was he trying to say?

Are there other details about the foot I lost that I didn't notice?

But if that’s the case, why doesn’t he explain it publicly…”

Just as Su Chenghe was hesitating, a floor tile was thrown at his feet and broke into several pieces.

He raised his head and saw that Clyde and the second personality had joined his progress.

The four of them gathered in the center of the living room, all looking down at the last floor tile.

At this time, the living room was completely unrecognizable, with only the gray cement floor remaining on the entire floor.

There are countless scattered white floor tiles scattered in the four corners.

The second personality raised the hammer in his hand and was about to smash the last floor tile.

But he held the hammer handle with one hand, and he saw an extraordinary and handsome face.

Su Chenghe grabbed the hammer, stopped his movement, and said:

“Everyone, the first step is about to be completed.

But let’s prepare the second and third steps first. "

The second personality withdrew his arm, put the hammer down, and responded coldly:

“It actually makes no difference who comes first and who comes last.

Even if the first step is completed, the chef will not disappear immediately, we have enough time. "

Clyde stood on the Sioux City River side this time and suggested quietly:

"Listen to Manager Su, this is the safest way."

Clyde is not a very stable person, but when he came to the store manager job, he was uncharacteristically different.

Even after reaching the sixteenth floor, he used the square mirror crime object in advance.

All this stems from the eight words Huang Banxian left for him before entering the mission.

"Destiny has changed, life and death are up to you"

He didn't understand the meaning of these eight words, but Huang Banxian gave a vague explanation.

Not only this store manager task, but also Clyde's future path will be in his own hands.

Every decision he makes and every step he takes affects his life.

Therefore, he agreed to Su Chenghe's proposal this time, even if he sacrificed some time.

After saying this, Clyde took out some commonly used tools from his backpack.

No one said anything, and the four men naturally had no cosmetics.

However, everyone gathered together, sorted out the available things, and began to process the face.

The injury can be easily dealt with, but how to transfer the missing left eye to the right is a problem.

After discussion, Fang Shenyan came up with an alternative method.

Cover your entire face.

On the surface, this seems to be a deceptive method, but it is also reasonable.

Because judging from what happened in the master bedroom, the replicating relationship between the chef and them is continuous.

For example, if they gouge out the left eye, the chef will also lose his left eye.

In other words, if the store managers are disfigured now, so will the chefs.

Since the goal is to eliminate differences, the easiest way is to make the two faces incapable of making differences.

The fact was just as Fang Shenyan thought.

When the four people covered their faces, the faces of the three chefs in the kitchen also appeared covered at the same time.

Now comes the last step, clothing.

This was also the simplest step. Clyde, Su Chenghe and Fang Shenyan walked toward the kitchen with their faces covered.

Since the second personality is just a subsidiary personality and has no substantial significance in terms of rules, there is no need to go there.

As long as the three store managers can achieve their goals and get out of here, he will naturally follow Clyde out.

Therefore, the second personality stayed in the living room, stepping on the last floor tile, watching the three people walk into the kitchen.

Three store managers stood behind the three chefs.

Su Chenghe suppressed the tension in his heart. He could smell the bloody smell exuding from this figure.

Slowly, he stretched out his hand towards the figure, but did not dare to touch the knife sheath on the other person's waist.

Before obtaining the identity of a chef, being stained with sinful things means confrontation.

He didn't dare to take the risk.

Clyde had the same idea, and it seemed to be a default rule.

But the hand of the third person did not take away the clothes like the two of them.

He only had eyes for the knife.

"hiss……"

Just as the other two store managers were carefully removing the chef's clothes, the sound of the blade scraping against the leather sheath suddenly sounded.

The sound came suddenly and without warning.

When Clyde and Su Chenghe turned their heads at the same time, they saw Fang Shenyan holding a sharp bone-cutting knife with a cold light in his palm.

"Fang Shenyan!"

"What are you going to do?"

Drawing the knife at this time would be tantamount to destroying the way of survival and forcing the chef or even the ghost behind him to take action.

However, Fang Shenyan's actions in the next second were even more unexpected than the two of them.

The moment Fang Shenyan pulled out the knife, he suddenly turned around and threw the boning knife in the direction of the living room.

The blade still shone with a cold white arc of light in the dark yellow light.

Half a second later, its final landing point was just right, with half of the blade sinking into the forehead of the second personality in the living room.

Clyde and Su Chenghe looked at this scene in shock and forgot their language for a moment.

They watched as a trickle of blood slowly seeped out from the second personality's head and fell on the last floor tile.