After Jones felt there was no sound in the corridor, he walked out of the operating room.
He wanted to return to the area with lights, and then follow Zhang Yangqing's instructions and use the chandelier on the ceiling to determine where the exit was.
The door was still dark, and Jones and the mentally ill security guard returned the same way.
It’s not that Jones is unloyal. Even if he wanted to find a mentally ill fighter, he wouldn’t have much time now.
The cell phone’s battery level has dropped below 20%, and he will be in danger if he doesn’t go out.
Late at night, in the cold and dark corridor of the general hospital, every step was taken very carefully, trying not to make any noise, and it was easy to trip over some obstacles.
This resulted in a somewhat slow pace, like a blind man touching an elephant, and the mentally ill security guard asked Jones if he wanted to turn on the flashlight.
Jones thought for a moment, it was not possible to continue like this, he still had to speed up, so he turned on the flashlight.
Sure enough, with the light of the flashlight, the two of them easily bypassed obstacles in the dark, and their speed increased a lot.
Coming to the lighted area, Jones breathed a sigh of relief.
But the rules of this place have been broken, and chaos still occurs.
When they were about to reach the exit, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the corner behind them.
Jones and the psychopathic security guard quickly hid in the room while the people behind them were not paying attention.
As expected, those powerful and strange caregivers came over.
Peering out from the crack of the door, they caught the short psychotic fighter and was escorting him to another place for trial.
Even though he was a fighter, he was caught like a little chicken in front of this group of powerful and strange caregivers.
The psychotic fighter looked despairing, knowing that the only thing waiting for him was death.
Jones wanted to help his teammates in his heart, but there really was no way. He would be dead even if he went out.
The mentally ill security guard was also afraid of Jones' impulsive behavior and pressed his hands on his shoulders.
Jones noticed this and nodded to show that he understood, which made the mentally ill security guard feel more at ease.
When several strange caregivers approached, the two of them leaned against the door, not daring to breathe.
The pressure that almost stopped the heart passed through this place very quickly.
Here both Jones and the psychotic security guard made a mistake, a fatal mistake.
There were five caregivers chasing them, and there were only three who just passed by.
Even if you don’t dare to look, you should be able to tell from the footsteps.
As long as you judge in this way, you can analyze it. There are still two people behind who have not come over.
Intelligence and laws are everywhere in the world of ghost stories. Even in the face of such a desperate situation, it still depends on the judgment of the chosen ones.
Jones didn't judge, and after these strange caregivers left, they walked out.
As soon as they took two steps, they were dumbfounded. Why did they hear footsteps again behind them?
The footsteps this time were also at the corner, but where they were now was an empty corridor with no place to hide.
In this way, the two strange caregivers behind him successfully met them.
This triggered their attack rule, and they went crazy and chased Jones and the psychotic security guard.
This time it seemed to be even more violent than last time, and there were strange whispers coming from his mouth, as if he was dissatisfied with Jones just playing tricks on them.
Pop tower! Bangta!
The sound of violent footsteps echoed in the corridor again.
After running for less than five minutes, the mentally ill security guard suddenly stopped and Jones showed a desperate expression.
Last time they still had the physical strength to run, and there were psychotic fighters around to help them.
This time there are pursuers behind and interceptions in front.
Not long after running away, I met three strange caregivers who had kidnapped the mentally ill fighter. At this time, Jones can be said to have no way to go from heaven to earth.
The captured psychotic fighter thought they had escaped, but he didn't expect that they were also blocked, and now the exploration team was about to be completely wiped out.
“I still have some flour you gave me. I will use the trick you taught me later. To be on the safe side, I will pretend to be caught first and try to give the two behind me a blow. You take the opportunity to run away.”
The mentally ill security guard still reacted quickly. In this desperate situation, he used his own life to find a way out for Jones.
But at this moment of life and death, Jones seemed to be 'offline', staying where he was and stopping the mentally ill security guard with his hands.
The mentally ill security guard said angrily: “It’s about time”
Before he finished speaking, a huge energy came over him.
A strong light emanates from behind, making it impossible to look directly.
Bang!
The terrifying energy swept through the entire corridor, making a deafening roar.
In the air, energy fluctuations surged like waves, rolling up the surrounding dust and gravel to form chaos.
Under the impact of this energy, the two hidden weirdos exuding terrifying black energy turned into a blood mist.
"It's over. I asked you to run but you didn't run. Now neither of us can run."
The light disappeared and the dust dispersed.
The mentally ill security guard looked at the handsome young man covered in golden light and began to despair.
In his eyes, the guy in front of him is the most terrifying existence in the world, the God of Death who cannot resist.
He had never seen such a powerful energy body before, it was beyond his knowledge.
Lime may be of no use to the person in front of me.
But Jones patted the mentally ill security guard on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, you don't have to run away this time. This handsome guy Zhang is my friend and the one who sent me the message. . ”
This sudden reversal shocked the mentally ill security guard.
What the hell? Is this actually a rescuer?
Jones walked over excitedly, greeted Zhang Yangqing, and asked him why he was here.
I don’t know why, but the moment Zhang Yangqing appeared, Jones’ inner fear dissipated directly. No one seemed to feel more secure than Zhang Yangqing.
He no longer cares much about the dangerous situations around him.
It’s not that Jones is letting his guard down, but that as long as this person is here, there really is nothing to be wary of.
Hearing what Jones said, Zhang Yangqing replied casually: "I saw that you hadn't arrived yet, and I guessed that something might have happened to you, so I came down to take a look. But then again, can you guys talk directly? ?”
"Yes, the rules I got didn't say you can't talk here. It's just that something will happen to me if my phone runs out of battery. Don't you think you can't talk where you were?"
"Isn't that right? I'm over there. The rules are very troublesome. "
Zhang Yangqing did not explain everything. After all, there are 'other people' here.
What if these people cheat the rules and get themselves killed?
Zhang Yangqing is relieved about the beautiful designer because he has judged that the beautiful designer is in the same camp as himself and they have a good relationship.
And Jones and himself are both the chosen ones, we all have the same goal, and the problems are not big.
It’s just that there are other ‘five people’ around, so sometimes you can’t talk nonsense.
From the beginning to the end, the mentally ill security guard next to him did not dare to approach Zhang Yangqing, but he felt that the aura on Zhang Yangqing's body was very familiar.
“Who is this?” Jones looked at the beautiful designer beside Zhang Yangqing.
(End of this chapter)