Horror, my mental hospital has become a weird restricted area

brush~
Then, the horror of the crowd continued, and the white-haired boy slowly walked in from the door, but he didn't walk with his legs.

Instead, those spider-like bone spurs behind him were propped on the ground, and the white-haired boy was hanging in the air, walking in with a very weird and terrifying posture.

At the same time, the sound of broken joints rang in everyone's ears.

It turned out that the white-haired boy was pressing his index finger with his thumb. The black fingernail was filled with a cursed and ominous aura. Every time he pressed it, it seemed that the bones were breaking.

But the next second it was back to normal.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I didn't know there were people inside.!"

With a good-natured smile on his face, Xiao Jin said with some embarrassment. At the same time, he gently took off the blindfold on his face with his right hand, revealing a black-red bloodthirsty eyeball.

Slowly watching the crowd.

The powerful and overwhelming coercion made everyone feel a strong sense of suffocation, whether it was members of the Nine-faced Buddha organization, Liu Cheng or ordinary players.

"This mother can also be called a child, that trash just now, you deserve to die!"

"You told me this thing was a kid, fuck!"

Jin Peng looked at the horrified figure walking into the hall, his pupils shrank violently, and the eyes of the strange face on his forehead were even more closed, and he calmed down, like a real dead thing.

"Does your Chengnan Mental Hospital want to start a war with our Nine-faced Buddha organization? We will not die. When Nine-faced Buddha Lord really comes to this world, we will come back alive. You will regret it at that time, you will regret it Everything done today!"

"Even if you are also attached to other terrorist existences behind you, it will not help!"

Jin Peng said to Xiao Jin with a dry throat, and at the same time, the other twisted figures began to melt strangely, and drops of turbid sesame oil began to fall off from the surface of the body, gathering towards Jin Peng.

This scene was very similar to the previous scene of those Nine-faced Buddha members at the entrance of the Chengnan Mental Hospital. Of course, Xiao Jin also knew that when they merged, the level of terror would increase, but he didn't stop them, and he didn't care.

Instead, without saying a word, he stretched out his blood-red tongue and licked his lips without saying a word, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he still kept a kind smile on his face.

"Sorry, I'm sorry for the broken gate, but I just wanted to ask, what is 236.5 divided by four?"

click~

Xiao Jin pressed his index finger with his thumb, and asked gently to Jin Peng, who was constantly climbing to the level of terror.

That black-red, bloodthirsty eye stared at the other party, which was penetrating and dangerous.

"Hehe, as expected of mental illness, I finally understand, it's just a group of fools who gave me time to integrate other evil auras!"

"You still ask me such a simple math problem. I don't know whether you should be called crazy and perverted, or stupid with cerebral palsy!"

Jin Peng said hoarsely, although the weird face on his forehead fell into a calm state.

But with the continuous gathering of sesame oil around him and the rising horror level of his body, he has the most powerful self-confidence ever.

Now he feels that even those A-level ghosts can be crushed easily.