Survival in the dormitory, I was pulled into the management group

Without any hesitation, he directly stabbed the knife into his body, and a bright red color quickly spread.

Then he pulled out the dagger, changed his position, and stabbed again.

"I am guilty, I deserve to die! I should be tortured to death. Only in this way can I atone for my sins."

The drummer with anal fissure stabbed himself with a knife while crying and screaming.

Everyone present was stunned, and for a moment no one stepped forward to stop it.

First of all, there are few good people present.

Secondly, there is a chain of contempt among bad guys, and anyone who can fill that scale is not worth saving at all.

Thirdly, the current situation is special. If you intervene rashly, you might get yourself into trouble.

Due to various reasons, everyone present stood by and watched the anal fissure drummer go crazy alone.

The drummer with anal fissure was really cruel to himself. He first stabbed himself with a dagger, then used the blade to slice his own flesh, and even shouted that he would throw his flesh to feed the dogs...

I could feel that he was sincere and that he really hated me to the extreme.

Soon he turned into a bloody man and looked like he was close to death.

Even those who knew him did not try to stop him, let alone those who were not familiar with him. Everyone continued to watch the show.

Xue Jian lowered her voice and said, "What just came out of him might be his sin, or evil thoughts. He lost his evil thoughts and suddenly turned into a kind person with a heart of saint, so he couldn't accept his past self."

"That makes sense. That's probably the case. The Door of Sin uses his sins as the key to open the door." Chen Bei agreed.

"It seems that not every door that opens brings good things, there are risks as well."

“It fits the consistent tone of the game.”

As he was speaking, the drummer with anal fissure in front of the door was already dying.

He cut his hamstrings, entered a state of "house arrest", knelt on the ground, and apologized for his sins through self-abuse.

"I deserve to die! After I die, please continue to torture my soul and let me fall into the Avici Hell from which there is no escape!"

The anal fissure drummer gripped the dagger tightly and stabbed it hard towards his heart, triggering a fatal blow.

puff.

More blood flowed out of the wound.

The game avatar of the anal fissure drummer has gone dark.

This is suicide.

It's also an apology.

Everyone watched the show without spending a penny.

And it’s not over yet!

A soul separated from the corpse, like smoke and fog, with ghost fire. After swirling around, it was injected into the dagger used to kill.

This dagger seems to be prepared for this sinful soul!

The body was kneeling there with the dagger stuck in it.

Astute players have realized that this dagger must be worth a lot of money and may have some powerful effects.

Just as a fight was about to break out, one of them shouted, "He is a member of our alliance! After his death, his body and belongings will belong to the alliance!"

There were two members of the war alliance present. Although they were few in number, they had a strong attitude and both stood in front of the corpse.

The situation did not get out of control because of a dagger.

The strategy group supported this statement. T00 spoke in the group, asking the alliance to collect the bodies of their own people, and no one else should interfere.

In other words, no one else will be able to get that dagger.

With no reason to stay, everyone dispersed.

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Chen Bei and Xue Jian both left. Since there were no new orders from above, they could only move freely.

So Chen Bei suggested: "Let's go, look around, use my eyes to find a door that has not been discovered by anyone."

The two searched everywhere, walking through the streets and alleys, until the target appeared.

Chen Bei used the Qimen Tracking Pupil Technique and saw a hidden secret door located in a Chinese medicine shop called "Yanshoutang".

There were so many customers at "Yanshoutang" that the line stretched from inside to outside, forming a long queue.

Chen Bei discovered that the people queuing here were all dressed in rags.

There was a quarrel in the team.

"Wang Laoliu, your family runs a tailor shop, so you are obviously very rich. Why are you queuing up here with a bunch of poor people like us to get medicine and see a doctor? This is clearly breaking the rules of 'Yanshoutang'!"

"It's none of your business. Why do you have to say anything? How much is a tailor shop worth? I think I am a poor man and I am qualified to queue up here to get medicine!"

"You have no qualifications at all! If you are qualified, then everyone in this town is qualified!"

"you shut up!"

"I can shut up, but can you shut up everyone else? Folks, what do you think?"

The two men quarreled more and more fiercely, and the matter became more and more serious. The people in the queue in front and behind them all blamed Wang Laoliu, who ran the tailor shop, and the curses became more and more unpleasant.

Later, Wang Laoliu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and left the team in shame, cursing.

It seems that there is something mysterious about this "Yanshoutang".

Chen Bei came to the end of the team, asked someone about the situation, and stuffed a few coins into the other person's pocket.

Money can get things done. The other party was very excited and immediately told me everything.

"You must be an outsider asking about this. Everyone here knows Yanshoutang. Doctor Lin in this pharmacy is a great philanthropist. He specializes in treating the poor in town. If they have money, he'll give them some money. If they don't, forget it."

"No wonder the clothes of those queuing here are all torn." Chen Bei said suddenly.

"Haha, some are real poor people, and some are fake poor people. Wasn't one of them just chased away? He's obviously rich, but he still comes to compete with us poor people. How shameless!"

"Well, it's quite excessive."

"Young boss, I don't think you are poor, so you won't queue up here, right? Besides, it's getting late. If you are behind me, you may not be able to get a seat even if you queue up until dark."

"Don't worry, I'm not sick. There's no need to queue up here. I'm just curious and asking casually."

After finishing the conversation, Chen Bei and Xue Jian walked around the "Yanshoutang" to observe.

This hotel has a front and back yard design. There is a counter in the front to receive patients, and a lot of Chinese medicines are dried in the backyard, which can also be used for living.

The hidden door is inside.

Chen Bei first confirmed in the player group and asked if there were any players following this door to avoid conflicts and waste of time.

After waiting for a long time, no one responded. It seemed that no one followed up.

Chen Bei did the same thing as usual. He used the perspective effect of the Killing Gun to look around the yard.

There is work going on in the front yard.

There was an elderly man treating a patient, he must be Doctor Lin.

There are also a few young people, who may be apprentices or workers.

Patients lined up in long queues to see the doctor one by one.

Doctor Lin examined the patient and, after figuring out the condition, asked someone to get some medicine and wrapped it in paper.

The patient didn't give any money, but just thanked the doctor profusely, took the medicine and left.

It’s just as the legend says, the medical treatment is free.

Chen Bei moved his camera and aimed at the hidden door, and saw something he shouldn't have seen!