Chen Ge kept dodging, and soon, he was cornered by the monster. There appeared to be no way out for him.
"Wait! I agree to play that game with you! "
Before death, Chen Ge 'surrendered'. He pocketed the phone and looked at the extended head. "We'll play according to your rules."
Chen Ge's change in attitude was too sudden. The twisted face was confused, but the monster appeared very excited.
"You want to play the game, sure, but you have to toss the knife away first." This was the first time Chen Ge had heard a complete sentence from the twisted face's mouth. The man's voice was quite unique. It sounded like he had undergone surgery, and it was shrill and shrill.
"If I win the game, you have to guarantee that I can leave safely."
Chen Ge's eyes were filled with distrust. Seeing that, the twisted face's worry lessened. "Leave through the door and toss the knife away. After you win the game, I'll tell you the way out."
The player was bound to lose this game. If Chen Ge really played this game, what awaited him would be a nightmarish life in a mental hospital.
"Okay, I agree. What do you need me to do next?" Chen Ge tossed the cleaver before him with the handle facing him and shoved both of his hands into his pockets.
"Just stand where you are and don't move." The twisted face took one step forward, and the distance between him and Chen Ge was reduced to less than two meters. "After I finish this sentence, no matter what you see or hear, you are not allowed to speak, or else you lose."
He stared at Chen Ge, and the monster on his back was still growing. The normal face hung upside down before Chen Ge's eyes.
"If you're not going to speak, then I'll give you something more exciting." The twisted face sat on the ground and bent down. The monster's body crawled out from his back.
The monster was more than three meters tall, and its legs were less than one meter long. Its head and feet were like a normal person's, but the body in the middle looked like it was pieced together from many people.
"What the hell is this thing?"
The monster's upper body was too long, and its lower limbs were unstable. After it left the twisted face's body, it staggered toward Chen Ge.
There was only a distance of two meters between them. The monster's upper body hovered in front of Chen Ge while its lower body slowly approached.
The monster seemed to be afraid that Chen Ge would go back on his word. Its skinny hand grabbed his shoulder to prevent him from escaping.
Being approached by such a monster, Chen Ge was a little nervous. He repeated the actions he had planned in his mind a few times as he stared at the monster's legs.
When the pair of legs was next to the cleaver, Chen Ge's hand that was inside his pocket suddenly pulled out. He still had something on him that would definitely deal damage to the ghost!
The sharp tip of the pen pierced into the monster's eye socket. Due to the excessive force, the pen that was wrapped in five or six layers of transparent tape shattered.
"Ah!"
Half of the pen sank into the monster's eye socket, and its body wiggled like a snake. It was obvious that it was heavily injured.
At Hai Ming Apartments, Chen Ge had accidentally used Xiaoxiao to attack the mirror monster, and it had torn a piece of flesh from the monster's body. At that moment, Chen Ge had understood one thing — the most effective way to deal with a ghost was to deal with a ghost itself.
Using the ballpoint pen that the Pen Spirit was hiding in was part of his plan. When the monster lost control, Chen Ge pulled out the ballpoint pen and leaped forward.
He made the first move. When the twisted face reacted, Chen Ge had already grabbed the cleaver before him.
When he threw the cleaver, he had already planned everything. The hilt was aimed at himself, and in the dark corridor, the twisted face would not have noticed these details.
Holding the cleaver in a backhand grip, Chen Ge aimed at the monster's weakest legs.
He had been tense that night, and all his negative emotions were released at that moment.
With each cut, the monster's body would shrink.
The cleaver's effect is too weak. I can't cripple this monster directly. When it recovers, the situation will still be bad for me. Chen Ge quickly calmed down. The cleaver can't cripple the monster, but it can cripple the person carrying the monster.
He held the cleaver and turned to look at the twisted face who was standing two meters away.
What's with that look? The twisted face squeezed out an ugly expression. He felt like history was about to repeat itself.
It's you! When Chen Ge raised the knife and charged, the twisted face had already turned around and ran toward the stairs.
The twisted face ran for his life, and Chen Ge chased after him with the cleaver in his hand. The monster whose eye had been poked blind by the Pen Spirit followed at the back. It slithered on the ground like a snake, and it moved very fast.
The three formed a strange balance as they ran from the first floor to the fourth floor.
After entering the fourth-floor corridor, Chen Ge slowed down slightly. The twisted face seemed to be leading him in this direction.
When they passed the other floors, the twisted face did not turn, so it was obvious that he was heading for the fourth floor.
Is he trying to escape to the other sick halls through the steel door? That's impossible. This guy can only control monsters inside the Third Sick Hall. " Chen Ge knew that the Third Sick Hall was a special place for these mental patients, so they would not leave on their own.
He slowed down again. When he was about to leave the Third Sick Hall, the twisted face finally stopped. He screamed, and his whole face changed shape.
Hearing the twisted face's scream, two men crawled out from the sickrooms on both sides. They were both injured, and they were Xu Tong and the patient with Phantom Limb Syndrome.
If it was just the three of them, Chen Ge would not have been that afraid.
The key was Xu Tong and the other patient. There was also a monster slowly extending its body from their backs.
Every patient at the Third Sick Hall is possessed by a monster? Their relationship is much better than Zhang Peng and the mirror monster. This is not a good sign. There were nine patients at the Third Sick Hall. Other than Wang Shenglong, Chen Ge might have to face eight similar monsters that night, or there might be something scarier.
The thin bodies crawled out from the backs of the patients, and Chen Ge was surrounded by three monsters.
"Don't be afraid, soon you'll become like us." The twisted face dragged the other two patients out of the Third Sick Hall. He locked the steel door between the second and third sick hall, cutting off Chen Ge's escape route.
Standing in the middle of the fourth-floor corridor, Chen Ge seemed to have lost all hope. The three monsters blocked all the exits, and they were slowly closing in. They would not even give him the chance to commit suicide.
A three-star scenario is still too much for me. Chen Ge leaned against the wall and took out a crying candy from his pocket. This is my last trump card. After using it, no matter the result, I'll have to find a way to leave.
Opening his mouth to swallow the crying candy, Chen Ge could feel endless resentment and a chilling presence spread through his body like he was being hugged from behind.
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