The boss was plotting against Chen Ge, but Chen Ge was plotting against the boss as well.
Three of the four had fallen. The boss felt like he had the advantage in numbers, so he could make his move. He did not know that of the people before him, ninety-nine percent of their combat power was on Chen Ge alone.
The reason Chen Ge did not act rashly after he entered the hotel was because he was afraid of the boss's trump card, like the police gun and the Red Specter inside the fridge.
Now, both sides felt like they had the upper hand, so they all had smiles on their faces.
"The man might have hidden his gun. The bullets are limited, so he won't use it unless it's necessary. Therefore, I'll have to strike first. Before he can react, I'll cripple their arms so that they won't be able to open fire."
Chen Ge's way of dealing with problems was simple. To prevent accidents from happening, he would solve the problem from the root.
"Give up resisting. We mean you no harm. We just want you to play a little game with us." The boss thought he had the upper hand. His expression was relaxed. "I believe you've realized that there's something wrong with the chair. The poison on it will slowly make you lose your ability to resist, and then you'll die after experiencing extreme pain."
The boss took out a transparent glass from his pocket. Blood vessels were moving inside it. "I only have one bottle of medicine here. Of the four of you, only one can survive."
"I'm not poisoned, so your threat is useless against me." Chen Ge pulled open the zipper of his backpack and reached his hand into it.
"Soon, you'll end up like them. I advise you not to do meaningless things lest you lose an arm or a leg, and that will affect the gaming experience." The fat on the boss's face jiggled from excitement. He seemed to enjoy watching living people kill each other. The feeling of crushing everything beautiful and trampling it on the ground made him feel good.
"Game? What kind of game do you want to play? " Chen Ge was interested in games. His Haunted House needed more interesting entertainment. Normal games did not fit the Haunted House's atmosphere, but a game that came from the mouth of a murderer was different.
A creepy haunted house coupled with a game that murderers loved to play. Chen Ge could already picture the screaming faces of the visitors in his mind.
"There are many, such as cutting the cake, snatching the chair, hide-and-seek, and so on." The fat boss felt that he was in control of the situation. He patiently explained the games to Chen Ge.
The cruel rules of the game, the gaming experience that made people cry out for their insanity. Just listening to it made Chen Ge feel uncomfortable. "If I were to completely copy it, the visitors would probably end up in the emergency room, but some of the game's ideas are not bad."
"Tourists? What are you talking about? "The fat boss and the chef were only a few meters away from Chen Ge.
"Sorry, because I have a lot of friends with me, so I'm used to talking to myself." Chen Ge did not explain to the fat boss the relationship between having more friends and talking to himself. He had squeezed out all the potential value of the fat boss, and he was ready to tear off his disguise.
"You have the advantage of numbers, and you have weapons. Even though I do not have much chance of winning, I will not just sit and wait for death." Chen Ge gritted his teeth, and his expression was fierce.
"Actually, compared to using poison, we prefer to kill fresh life. The more you struggle, the more excited we get!" The fat boss could not help but laugh. His body was shaking like a shaking mountain of meat.
"The more the victim struggles, the more excited you get?" Chen Ge waited until the fat boss reached him before he suddenly revealed a smile. "That's great. Today, I will let you have your fill of excitement!"
Tossing the backpack away, Chen Ge gripped the handle of the hammer that was as thick as a spine. He raised it high and swung it at the fat boss' chest.
Pfft!
By now, Chen Ge had confirmed that the fat boss was a living person because the blood that the man spat out was still warm.
"Aren't you very excited?"
Considering that the fat might have the effect of absorbing shock, Chen Ge used all his strength. The fat boss' large body could not withstand it at all, and he was smashed to the ground.
Without stopping, before the chef could react, Chen Ge rushed forward and broke both of the fat boss' arms and one of his legs.
Even though he had the upper hand, Chen Ge would not let his guard down. He was not sure whether the fat boss had a gun or not, so he used the safest method.
With both of his arms broken, even if he had a police gun, he would not be able to use it.
Vicious, decisive, cunning, and cautious, that was the impression that Chen Ge had left on the chef. He was still thinking about what kind of dish to cook with these customers, and the next moment, his boss was smashed until he spat out blood!
What kind of despicable and shameless person would have to be to carry such a huge hammer in his backpack with him everywhere he went!
The chef's eyes darted about anxiously. The cleaver in his hand was like a toy compared to the man's hammer.
He was trying to come up with a solution in his mind, and when he raised his head, he accidentally met Chen Ge's eyes.
The cruel and scary gaze was chilling. Just as he thought that Chen Ge was going to say something to him, Chen Ge charged at him with the hammer. He did not waste any words, and he could not find any opening.
It was too fast. Before his brain could come up with a solution, his body already felt the pain.
The cleaver in his hand fell to the ground. The chef watched as his arms fell limply to his side, and his fingers loosened weakly.
"I …"
The chef wanted to say something, but Chen Ge did not give him the chance. He was too careful. Before he had control over the situation, he would not waste words, and he would not allow the enemy to interrupt him.
After a few more blows, the chef collapsed to the ground.
"Alright, you can speak now. Tell me, where is the antidote that can help them recover their mobility? " Chen Ge first took the antidote from the fat boss' hands. He looked at the blood vessels inside and was reminded of the time when he fought against the Society of Strange Tales at Coffin Village. At the time, Wu Fei had a similar bottle of blood vessels.
"I …"
"Don't be tricked by him!" The chef was about to say something when the fat boss shouted.
"I haven't made any promises to you, and I never lie to anyone." Chen Ge squatted down before the fat boss and started to search him. The chef's face was red, but he did not say anything.
"If I were you, I wouldn't give them this bottle of antidote." The fat boss' arms were broken, and his chest was caved in. Blood continued to pour out of his mouth. He looked so pitiful, but his attitude was firm.
"Why?" Chen Ge knew the fat boss' trump card. The man was probably waiting for the old man to use his teeth to summon a Red Specter to clear the place.
"Can you believe the words of your enemy? Actually, this is a bottle of poison. I want to enjoy the look of despair on your faces. I will let the four of you kill each other, and when there is only one left, I will give him the poison. Then, I will watch as he slowly dies. "The fat boss sounded deranged. His voice was loud, and his eyes kept glancing at the direction of Room 1.
"What a coincidence, I also like to see the expression of despair on a living person's face." Chen Ge reached into his pocket and took out a piece of black cloth. He opened it before the fat boss, and inside was a set of teeth that had been polished. "You keep looking at that room. Is it because there is this thing in that room?"
The fat boss was silenced. He tried to hide the shock in his heart, but he could not control the expression on his face.
"Tell me, where is the antidote?" Chen Ge swung the hammer. "My patience is limited."
The boss and the chef were silent. After a minute or two, the boss slowly said, "I can tell you where the real antidote is, but you have to promise to let us live. Take the antidote and leave."
"No problem. To be honest, I have no interest in you two." Chen Ge was telling the truth. Everything he did was for the Red Specter inside the hotel.
"The antidote is stored in a special place. I'll personally take you there." The boss' face was filled with anxiety and regret like he had given up. "Do you mind helping me?"
Chen Ge had broken both of his arms and one of his legs, so there was only one way he could move.
"Don't play tricks. Tell me the place first, and I'll consider whether I should take you there or not." After searching behind the fat boss and the chef, Chen Ge found another bottle of antidote. From how he saw it, the two bottles of antidote were meant for him.
"Okay, I'll tell you. It's in the drawer of the third room on the second floor." The fat boss seemed to have accepted his fate and cooperated. The chef beside him was expressionless like he was worried that he might expose himself.
"On the second floor?" Chen Ge thought back to the Xiao Bu game. He did not have much of an impression of the second floor. To prevent any accidents, he crippled the chef first and then carried the fat boss to the second floor.
The room that the fat boss mentioned was his own room. There were many old pictures inside, but strangely enough, they were all pictures of him with a woman.
"Is that your mother?"
"Yes, I have a bad relationship with my father, so I only have pictures with my mother." A happy smile appeared on the fat boss' face. "My mother is very beautiful. If there's a chance, I'll bring you to meet her."
That sounded reasonable, but the premise was that Chen Ge did not know what the fat boss' mother looked like.
"This is the antidote." The fat boss had Chen Ge open the drawer. There were three sealed glasses inside, and they were filled with some gray sediment.
"Are you sure?" Chen Ge placed all the sealed glasses into his backpack and led the fat boss back to the first floor.
He walked to the dining table and placed the three sealed glasses on the table. "Can you hear me?"
"No problem. I'm very conscious now, but I can't control my body." After witnessing Chen Ge's one-versus-two fight, the drunkard's attitude became much better.
"These three glasses were taken from the boss's room. He said that they are the antidote, but I don't think they are that simple." Chen Ge then took out the two bottles that the boss said were poison and placed them on the table. "I think the boss is lying. These two bottles are the real antidote. Unfortunately, there are only three bottles inside the boss's room. If we use one bottle, we won't have enough antidote. "
Then, Chen Ge picked up the white cat, who was watching the show from afar. He held the cat's head. "At Coffin Village, you consumed similar blood vessels. I'll open these two different 'antidotes' later, and you'll help them identify them."
Chen Ge did not care whether the white cat understood him or not. He first opened the glass with the gray sediment and placed it before the white cat.
A faded stench came out from inside the glass, and the white cat struggled to leave.
Closing the lid, Chen Ge then opened the glass with the blood vessels.
Once he opened the lid, the white cat seemed to smell something. Its ears perked up, and its beautiful eyes stared at the glass in Chen Ge's hand.
When Chen Ge fully opened the glass, a wail came out from inside. The blood vessels inside all came alive, and they tried to escape.
The white cat's eyes turned red as if something deep inside its veins had been activated. It leaped at Chen Ge's hand.
Chen Ge quickly closed the lid, and the white cat finally calmed down.
"The fact that these blood vessels can trigger a reaction from the white cat is very unusual. It might be similar to the blood vessels that the Society of Strange Tales obtained from the world behind the door." Chen Ge closed the lid and placed all the glasses together. "My cat has a strong reaction to the bottle with the blood vessels. Personally, I believe this blood vessel is the real antidote, and the boss is probably lying."
Chen Ge gave his opinion. The other three passengers had different reactions, and Chen Ge saw that. "The choice is yours. I will not interfere, but I hope you will be careful."
"I believe you." The first to make the choice was Scissors. He used the last of his strength to grab one of the glasses filled with blood vessels.
"The brighter the color, the more dangerous it is. This is common sense in the natural world. I have learned some things about pharmacology, but I cannot convince myself to consume living blood vessels." The doctor hesitated and pushed one of the bottles of black sediment toward himself.
Two of the passengers had made their choice, and only the drunkard was left. He trusted both the doctor and Chen Ge. Now that the two of them were in conflict, he did not know how to choose.
Psychologically, he was more inclined to choose the grayish-black medicine, but he had a feeling that the boss might do the opposite and purposely make the antidote look like poison.
Three minutes later, the sound of the female ghost knocking on the door grew louder. When the door looked like it would collapse at any moment, the drunkard finally made his choice. He picked up the other bottle of blood vessels.
Who would go first? This was another question that tested human nature.
The first person to attempt it was practically risking his life to explore the path.
"I'll go first." Scissors forced himself to sit up. "Can you help me open the lid?"
"Okay." When Chen Ge walked to his side and prepared to help him open the lid, Scissors suddenly told Chen Ge, "My phone is inside the left pocket of my pants. It has all the information about my big brother. If I make the wrong choice, I hope that when you run into him, you can help him. If you don't, there's no need to search for him."
"Okay." Chen Ge admired Scissors more and more. A truly courageous person did not say that they were afraid of anything but that they could make a decision even when they were afraid to the point of death.
"Thank you." Scissors moved the glass to his lips. He only needed to tip it, and the blood vessels inside the glass voluntarily rushed into his mouth.
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