Horror Game: How to win the sickly system

"Okay, I'll do it."

The driver nodded in shock, unable to resist at all.

He knew that in the horror world,

Even if the man in sunglasses kills him, no one else dares to do anything to him.

The reason why he is still alive now, apart from Fang Wen protecting him, is because he is still useful.

So he has to take care of this matter.

"go quickly!"

"I remember when we came, we saw a hospital next to the police box."

Fang Wen reminded.

"I...I know, thanks."

The driver looked at him gratefully and got out of the car quickly.

He limped and ran quickly towards the direction of the town.

At this time, a weak voice came.

"Fang...Fang Wen."

Shi Dan, who just fainted from the pain, woke up slightly.

"It hurts... to eat meat."

Weak way.

Fang Wen naturally knew what it meant.

But multiplied ginseng can only be exchanged once a day.

When Shi Dan almost died in the hands of Guiwa just now, he had already used up all the times for the treatment.

"Not now, I can only hold on and wait for tomorrow."

Fang Wen whispered in that ear.

"what?"

"But this really hurts, please help me find a way."

Shi Dan begged.

"I have a way"

Fang Wen rested his chin with his hand.

"Just a little..."

"Come on, hurry up, it hurts me to death."

"Ok."

Fang Wen hummed.

Then he stretched out his right hand and held Shi Dan's ankle that was already congested and swollen.

First rub it lightly a few times.

Suddenly exerted force and squeezed hard.

Howls like killing a pig instantly resounded throughout the carriage

"Take a deep breath, dizziness is normal."

Fang Wen's voice sounded in the ear

Shi Dan rolled his eyes violently, and passed out from the pain again.

Seeing such a tragic scene, the man in sunglasses couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

Five minutes later, the vehicle horn sounded.

The two went out, only to see the old man in police uniform galloping in a car.

Parked on the side of the road next to the car accident.

He got out of the car in a hurry.

Anxious and angry face.

The driver and a female nurse carrying a medicine box were followed to get out of the car.

The three came to the bus.

At this time, the little boy whose thigh was pierced by the branch also woke up slightly, looking at the wound on his leg in horror.

"Dad, my leg...I can't feel it anymore."

The boy said pitifully.

See the scene inside the car.

The anger on the old man's face was even worse.

"Let you not listen to advice!"

"It's all right now. You will all die later at night. None of you will survive."

At this time, the female nurse also hurried forward to check the injuries of the two.

When he checked the little boy, his expression changed instantly.

She looked up at the old man,

"The branch went through his leg and needed to be pulled out."

"Then pull it out quickly, time is running out, save your life first."

As the old man said, he looked at his watch with an anxious look on his face.

"No, if he is pulled out rashly, he will lose too much blood and die. I must first do a good job of local hemostasis, which will take a long time."

The female nurse also looked anxious.

"Damn."

The old man punched the car door

The female nurse was pale, and she stroked the little boy's face with pity on her face.

At this moment, the man in sunglasses beside him spoke.

"Doctor, please save my son."

"I also really want to save this child, but."

She looked at the sheriff with a complicated expression.

"What's going on here at night? Are the demons you're talking about really that scary?"

Fang Wen asked from the side.

"No matter what happens, leave the things outside to me, and you just take care of the wounded outside."

The man in sunglasses took out the black jackknife.

"I promise you, if you can save my son tonight, I will take you out of this instance."

As soon as he finished speaking, ghostly aura emanated from the jackknife, and black mist quickly enveloped his whole body. In the eyes of everyone, he looked like a god of death.

The driver standing at the door shuddered immediately and took a few steps back involuntarily.

Fang Wen frowned.

In his opinion, the man in sunglasses showed his strength to everyone.

More like deterrence than asking for help. .

There was an instant disgust in his heart.

Seeing this, the old man didn't say much.

His gaze stayed on the boy all the time, as if he had made some huge decision.

He glanced at Fang Wen and the others, anger crept up on his face again, and he said angrily.

"Remember, I'm doing this all for this child. Your life and death have nothing to do with me."

After he finished speaking, he came to the nurse, bowed deeply, and said:

"please."

The nurse didn't say much, she nodded slightly, and finally sighed, her face full of complex expressions.

"God bless you."

She clasped her hands together and prayed in her heart.

Then open the toolbox and get busy.

"You drive back first, find a man named Wang Zirui, and ask him to drive over immediately tomorrow morning."

"By the way, I need to bring a few more single frames, as well as medicines. By the way, bring 6 body bags."

The old man threw the car keys to the driver and made some arrangements.

look away.Fang Wen and the man with sunglasses on the side

"Why are you still standing there? Come and help the windows on the car. And those holes are blocked. Don't leave any gaps that can get in."

As he spoke, he lifted a stone from the outside and blocked the opening of the hole above his head.

The two quickly followed suit and got busy.

After a while, under the urging of the old man, all the gaps were tightly blocked.

Finally, he reached into his pocket and took out something that looked like a horn, with weird patterns carved on it.

Carefully hang it on the door.

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, but still stared worriedly at the gradually rising black mist outside.

"Why do it?"

Fang Wen and the two looked at the old man in bewilderment.

"This is for our own safety. The demons outside are terrifying, but your jackknife can't deal with it. We can only hope for this horn now."

"I don't know if it works, because we usually hang it on the door of the house."

The old man was serious.

"Remember, wait a minute, no matter what you hear, don't move around, let alone touch that thing."

He pointed to the ram's horn hanging on the door.

"What the hell is this?"

Fang Wen moved his gaze up and stared with bated breath, but there was no movement in the system data function.

The man in sunglasses stared at the old man vigilantly,

"I hope what you said is true, not some tricks."

His tone was a little aggressive.

The old man ignored his unreasonableness, looked at the horn, and explained: "Do you know why, when you first came, those residents didn't want to talk to you.

Because they hate us, they think it is our arrival that brings on the devil, but they don't know that they are the devil themselves. "

"These residents, aren't they human?"

Fang Wen raised his eyebrows and interjected.

"No, they are both men and demons.

During the day, they will be the same as normal humans, the difference is that these people are all fanatical religious believers.

And at night, they lose consciousness.

Wandering in this dark night as if possessed by a demon, hunting and killing the living.

Even worse, they don't even know what they did the night before, so every time someone dies, they blame the devil. "