Chapter 542 The cannon fodder player in the ghost story game (12)

Author: Zhen Zhen Yaoyao

The air around her seemed to have been evacuated. At this moment, Chen Manman felt as if she was placed in a vacuum environment. Her breathing was suffocated and her chest was stagnant. She widened her eyes and looked at Feng Ming in disbelief.

He asked: "Why, why?"

"You, when did you..."

Before Chen Manman could finish her words, her whole body was tightly wrapped in fear. Her round eyes looked at Feng Ming, who was exuding cold air and was pressing towards her step by step.

As the man got closer and closer, the expression on Feng Ming's face became more and more weird. The corners of his mouth showed a weird angle, and he slowly grinned until he reached the base of his ears. There was a dark lump floating in his torn lips.

Mist.

The next second, the grinning mouth closed again, but the skin on Feng Ming's body became eerie and pale, like a dead person's white with black and blue as he moved slowly.

As Feng Ming moved strangely, Chen Manman noticed that the man's feet were walking as if he were wearing high heels.

A chill came from the bottom of Chen Manman's heart. When the three men came out in the morning, she vaguely felt that something was wrong. Now, thinking about it carefully, there was something wrong with Feng Ming's walking posture: it was clearly a strange figure clinging to Feng Ming.

The way you walk from behind...

Unfortunately, she understood it too late!

When she noticed that Feng Ming was nowhere to be found, everything around her began to change:

The mottled and crumbling walls twisted and flowed, and pairs of eyes were exposed where the plaster had fallen before, staring at Chen Manman hatefully and greedily, as if they were admiring their prey.

The doors of all the wards in front were opened at this moment, and the patients all came out, drooling, looking at Chen Manman in the corridor eagerly, and gathered around greedily, stretching their hands forward, as if they wanted to tear her apart.

Chen Manman.

Feng Ming seemed to realize this, and smiled proudly at all the patients, and immediately dug into Chen Manman's heart with his right hand covered with long black nails...

Seeing Feng Ming deal with Chen Manman so quickly, the patients who came out of the ward feeling something was wrong turned around in disappointment and walked back to their wards.

When the short, fat white nurse at the other end of the corridor saw this scene, her saliva flowed to her chin. The moment Feng Ming looked over, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

When Feng Ming stared at him, he immediately lowered his head nervously and used his mobile phone to watch the palace drama that he had watched eight hundred times.

The moment Nurse Bai lowered her head, all the eerie and strange changes faded away: the twisted and flowing walls returned to their mottled and disrepaired appearance, and the corridor was quiet, with only a gentle man staring at the ground.

That piece of Chen Manman’s skin.

In less than a minute, the shriveled skin inflated like a balloon, and then, a living person smiled at Feng Ming...

Two student nurses who walked on tiptoes pushed a trolley and distributed the remaining pills to the remaining patients.

Just now, when the abnormal movement occurred, although the door of the ward where the medicine had been administered was opened, the patient inside did not come out...

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On the first floor, when Tao Qiangdong was halfway through dispensing the medicine, he keenly felt that the ceiling had become distorted and flowing.

Although it only lasted for half a minute, he still noticed it.

Thinking of the way Feng Ming turned around and smiled strangely at him when he left the elevator on the second floor, Tao Qiangdong's heart skipped a beat: Could it be that something happened on the second floor and Chen Manman was going to be killed by a ghost?

The same doubt occurred in You'an's mind on the third floor.

She couldn't help but think: She didn't know if Chen Manman would directly become a ghost after being killed, or would she be replaced by a ghost?

I don’t know if the two players on the second floor will pretend to be adults and gather on the fifth floor to rest after they have turned into ghosts.

When he thought about it, if Chen Manman, who turned into a ghost, went back to the room to rest with him, Youan felt that he didn't need to rest at night!

"Nurse Xiao Chen, you smell so good!"

Just when Youan was thinking about how to live peacefully with the ghost named Chen Manman at night, the grandmother on the hospital bed stared at him with a kind face and said.

Obviously, the grandma in front of her was smiling, but her heart trembled: There was nothing she could do, she was just timid.

In the weird world, if a weirdo praises your fragrance, it cannot be the same as complimenting the fragrance of your shampoo.

That must be a compliment to your meat!

For a moment, You'an almost collapsed: she would rather travel to a post-apocalyptic world to fight zombies than take any more orders from this weird world.

Even though his heart was almost broken, Youan still forced a smile and replied: "Really, grandma?

I use a certain shampoo that leaves fragrance on my hair and leaves dandruff at the same time. Do you want it? I’m a member and I can buy it for you at a 30% discount!”

"..."

Her hands that were as dry as chicken feet touched the few hairs on her head. Grandma shook her head in frustration: Does this girl want her to become the Mediterranean?

After Youan's words came out, although the atmosphere was a little awkward, the chill that enveloped him when grandma spoke just now disappeared.

Feeling that the danger subsided, You'an breathed a sigh of relief: She guessed right. When faced with something strange, you must never show fear, because human fear is the best catalyst for something strange. The more fearful you are, the more strange it becomes.

It's powerful.

Moreover, she had a vague guess: as long as you don't admit or reveal that what you are facing is weird, the person in front of you will maintain a normal appearance and get along with you.

For example, at this moment, grandma took out a bottle of red nail polish from the drawer next to the hospital bed and asked Youan to apply nail polish to her newly trimmed nails.

"Grandma, don't worry, I will help you paint it beautifully and make you the most beautiful grandma in the whole hospital!"

You'an complimented Grandma flatteringly, took the nail polish from Grandma's hand, sat at the place where she had just cut her nails, and rotated the cap of the nail polish. The Grandma next to her was still smiling and tightly

Staring at Youan who was opening his nail polish.

From the corner of his eye, Youan saw a kind of forbearing expectation in grandma's eyes, as if she was looking forward to what would happen when she opened her nail polish.

Immediately, Youan was mentally prepared and carefully rotated the nail polish cap.

However, even though he was mentally prepared, when the cap of the nail polish was unscrewed and the rusty smell of blood came out, Youan could not help but feel chills in his heart and chills all over his body.
Chapter completed!