Workaholic

But that's okay, let's go back to the topic.

As a villain, the clown's role-playing makes people feel horrified. He does not have any rules, and everything seems to be improvised, but people can't catch it.

like this time...

"Do you think I understand mental patients better than Harley Quinn? The other party is a doctor anyway." He will be played to death by the clown.

"You want to betray." 111's heart trembled.

Wang Chaohua paused for a moment, then smiled, "Don't say that, I don't even have a salary relationship with these monsters, ghosts, and ghosts, and we've only known each other for three days."

"The evil gods in this world are not cheap, hurry up," Wang Chaohua bent his eyes: "Let's go, we have to work."

On the basement floor, the smell of alcohol and perfume is volatile in the air, white powder is scattered on the table inadvertently, some are poured into wine glasses, men and women revel in the bar with dancing steps, strange smells are mixed together, It looks weird and twisted.

It seems that the people inside are no longer called human beings, and they are just a group of ferocious beasts that have released themselves.

The thin monkey man from before was shaking that white powder at the bar, who has never seen that kind of thing?Many interested people came forward to buy a pack, which made the skinny monkey and his accomplice a white profit.

That feeling was really weird. The man had a happy expression on his face, as if he was extremely excited. He was drinking happily in the bar, and he even couldn't stop dancing.

The messy language was mixed together, and the green and white-faced clown watched the situation downstairs through the video, and couldn't help laughing.

"Acrowd of jossers." The clown's mouth was upturned, but the rest of his body was unabashedly angry.

Ridicule and anger don't matter, these may belong to the mask of the clown.

The clown's cold, snake-like eyes scanned the image on the monitor, and his blood-red lips almost reached the corners of his mouth.

Let him take a look, what value do these idiots have?

The men were reveling with old John's wine glasses, and the medicine played its role. Some felt the heat in the air and looked around with frowns, while some had already begun to go crazy.

Under the influence of drugs and toxins, they have begun to be dissatisfied with the mere pleasure, and the climax hits their brains.

"I am the king of sin!!!(I am the king of sin)"

A man roared, pulled the gun out of his pocket and fired two shots at the ceiling.The gun was silenced, but the bullets actually made two black holes in the ceiling.

This gunshot made people tense and torn apart, and that kind of suppression broke out in an instant.

The French woman in the toilet lit a cigarette with disgust, her red nails were twisted, and her expression was ugly.

The gunshots sounded outside, she was startled, her brows frowned even tighter, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and she closed the door.

[What's going on outside? ] She pressed the message to send it, and waited for a few minutes but there was no response.

What are you doing?The French woman sent several people with an earthy face, but found that there was no response. The noise outside was getting louder and louder, as if she was having a carnival.

A bunch of useless things! Men only know how to eat, drink and play! Seeing alcohol is like going crazy!

This is not the time to play! The French woman thought about it, and felt that the partners should not be so stupid. Could it be that someone held them back?

clown?No, the purpose of their coming this time is to make a fortune from the clown, and there is not much conflict of interest. Could it be that other hidden enemies are also here?

The French woman opened the cubicle and saw a blond woman in the bathroom wearing cherry pink lipstick in front of the mirror.

The blond beauty pursed her red lips, her honey-colored eyes glanced at the French woman who came out of the mirror, and looked at her fingers.

"Your nails are so beautiful." The blond beauty praised.

The French woman put her hand under the faucet, and said casually: "Your lip color is also beautiful." The French woman paused suddenly, and asked, "I don't seem to have seen you before—" She looked in the mirror stiffly.

The blond beauty in the back held a silver gun on the back of her head coldly, and the hard metal felt on the back of her head.

[Bang——] Sissy made a tone and pressed the switch at the same time.

Bleeding flowers broke out on the mirror, the French woman supported the pool with her hands, her spine was pressed against the sink, and the water mixed with blood and flowed into the sewer.

Sissy easily pulled out the phone from the back of the opponent's waist and stuffed it into her pocket.

In the staff bathroom next door, a black-haired young man listened to the wall next to his ear. He who was planning to go out sat on the toilet seat again, and both feet shrunk up together. A black mask was covering his face. He was still wearing a black shirt.

[Aren't you going out? ] asked the system.

Wang Wanghua shrank back inside: 【What are you going out for?It’s hard for you to open a heat spot plate, I’ll keep going. 】

The heat spot plate is divided according to the body temperature and surface area. The initial range is only 20 meters, but Wang Wanghua thinks it is enough. At least he now knows what is going on outside.

But after a few clicks, several obvious reds have disappeared.

[The next door to me is the women's toilet, right? 】The black-haired young man sighed as he watched the disappearing red dot.

The system feels that its host looks too shameful now.

As a villain's leg, actually squatting in the bathroom to hide, is really disrespectful.But I thought about the bloody storm outside.Forget it, host, you should continue to hide.

The red heat spots on the system layout are constantly decreasing.There were screams from outside the toilet mixed with crackling music.

The red dots disappeared so quickly that Wang Wanghua's expression changed.

"It's not right, the number of deaths is too fast, and it is still decreasing!" According to his speculation, there should be deaths, but there are definitely not so many.After all, if you delete the number of people, you still need to save a certain amount. This is considered an act of massacre, even if it is a murderer, it is not conducive to teamwork.

[Warning: A virus has been detected, and the host is asked to take defensive measures initially. (can be transmitted through the respiratory tract)]

With an indescribable expression, Wang Wanghua took out the gas mask from his backpack, took off the mask and put it on his face.

The gas mask cost him more than half of his money, and now he only has $61 left for the whole body.

"h——help!!"

"Help!! Fuck me - are you crazy?!"

"I will let you all die!!!"

There was constant yelling and cursing outside and on the wall.

Obviously, if you don't see it, you're a fool. This is not a crime convention, but a virus quiz convention.They are all criminals, so what else can they do if they die?

Fugitives, who knows whether they will live or die.Here it comes, just in time to be the guinea pig for the Joker's new virus.

The people outside escaped four times, and there was a sudden bang outside the door. A person rushed in and immediately closed the door. Someone outside kicked hard a few times, and immediately the sound of glass shattering came.

"No——nono, please, please!!" The fugitive yelled desperately, his head was dripping with blood, and he blocked the door with his body, but he was horrified to find that he had no strength left in his body.

"You are crazy!! You are a bunch of lunatics!! No, no, no, I will give you money, please, I didn't provoke you on purpose just now, please..." The fugitive screamed and looked inside in despair The empty bathroom.

There is no window here, nothing!!!

There was no way he could escape.

The door was broken, and a hand came out suddenly and grabbed the fugitive's head tightly. He screamed frantically, trying to crawl forward desperately with both hands and feet.

"Stop that stupid pig!" said the man outside.

The man was dragged out, and outside the door there was a muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and bones being broken.

Then two people came over, and the staff area was just a small place, with a mop and compartment, a narrow rectangular iron cabinet, and a few broken rags.

The air is full of the smell of detergent, and the smell of blood and alcohol wafting in from outside, the combination is disgusting to death.

The man walked towards the half-covered cubicle, staring at him with dilated, cloudy brown pupils.

"哐——!!" The toilet cubicle was kicked open with a violent kick.

—a lone toilet is there.

Not a single one.

"【There's no one here.】" The man said in Spanish, looked around in a daze, showed a disgusted expression, and cursed: "It's a fucking disgusting smell."

"They're so noisy, get out." The man's breathing was very short, as if he had some disease: "fu*k, get out, get out!!!"

The man kicked away the corpse at the door, cursed and left the staff room with his companions.

The room was silent.

Next to the dark and narrow cabinet, in a narrow gap, the white rag moved. Wang Chaohua pulled the mop and the white rag in front of him. With a slight rustling sound, he leaned against the wall and gently pushed himself It was torn out from the gap.

The gap is very narrow, and those with big bones in Europe and the United States may get in, and women will not be able to squeeze in because of the two lumps of flesh on their chests. Wang Chaohua tore off his gas mask and pressed his face against the wall into a pancake. stuffed in.

He was dressed in black, stuffed into a lump inside, and covered with a few objects, so he couldn't see that there was a person unless he looked carefully.

"Damn it." The black-haired young man covered his half-red face, touched it without breaking the skin, quickly took out the crumpled backpack inside, and put the gas mask on his face.

"Hurry up, San'er, it's time for you."

111 opened the panel, and there were still scattered red dots all around, swaying here and there.

Wang Wanghua walked to the door and saw the dead man on the ground with his head opened, looking ugly.

He saw those wandering people, their faces were full of red, as if all the blood in their bodies had rushed to their brains, their faces were swollen abnormally, and they looked like neuropathy.

A few of them met together and started to fight crazily without saying a word. They didn't even use guns. They wished to grind each other with their teeth as if they had a blood feud. The more injured they were, the more excited they became.

"What kind of virus is this?" Wang Chaohua felt that he would be punched to death with a small body.

He didn't expect San'er to answer, but the system actually used its parallel importing ability this time.

"brutal, brutal virus."

"A branch of the joker from the laughing gas virus, combined with some other chemicals, and he has not yet developed an antidote."

There is no antidote!!!

After the system finished speaking, Wang Chaohua wished he could cut off all the air 360 degrees from top to bottom without any dead angle.

Who the hell is this man!Is it okay to play mahjong when you have nothing to do?

Why endanger society? ? !

"Then what about himself!?" Wang Chaohua realized that he had been discovered, and ran away while roaring in his heart.

"He's immune to himself."

Wow...this is so boring...fuck! ! !What kind of flavor are you playing! ! !Wang Wanghua turned his head for a while and found that those people were running towards him crazily like the mad dog who saw the fleshy bones.

I rely on rely on!!!

The black-haired young man grabbed his bag and rushed forward desperately. A person suddenly rushed in front of him from the side corner and wanted to stop the young man. Ass hit the ground.

"catch him!!!"

"He and the clown man! He must have the key and the antidote!!!"

Someone immediately realized that the other party had met at the bar for the first time before, and immediately yelled frantically.

Wang Chaohua wished he could kick the speaker to death.

Why are you talking!!! Show your paralysis!

I want to crush the clown to death even more, it is because of that psycho that I came back to this point!

More and more people find that something is wrong with them. Looking at their face flushed like a balloon, they know that it must be poisonous.The mask on the black-haired young man's face was particularly conspicuous, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

"Kill him! Get his mask!"

Who wants a gas mask!Wang Wanghua felt that he was out of breath. There was not enough oxygen in the mask. His lungs were like a broken empty box. When he ran, he made a hollow sound of "wheezing", and a fishy-sweet taste lingered in his throat.

But he couldn't stop, someone was already catching up with him.

Those people didn't seem to know what tiredness was, they just wanted to catch him and tear the young man into pieces.

"I'm going to die, my TM—San'er, give me some strength!!!"

One staggered, and almost grabbed the young man's clothes. The frightened black-haired young man mustered all his energy and almost frantically accelerated.

His legs were no longer his own, and he felt hot all over his body.

Run! Just run!

[The search is successful, there is a dark door on the right, you can go in -ah ah ah ah ah ah ah a life -saving host, they caught up!] The system emits chicken -like screams in his head. Such a humane devil cry.

There seemed to be the sound of bones rolling and rubbing on the ground from behind, and the person who fell was directly trampled to death by dozens of people behind.

Wang Wanghua directly threw out the empty bag in his hand.

"The potion is in the bag!!" he almost shouted out of his broken voice.

A fishy sweetness surged up, and he rushed into the dark door in one breath, slammed into the door with his whole body, and closed it hard.

With the sound of "click" locking, he almost slipped off the ground and fell to the ground.The hands are not his hands, the feet are not his feet anymore, and the mind is gone, blank.

He felt so damn sour against the floor tiles.

Suddenly felt a shock, touched his face softly with his hand, the gas mask was still on his face, and felt that he was so awesome that he escaped from a group of mad dogs with madness.

[The Olympic athlete of the new era is you. 】111 cried and said, it was quite frightened.

【thanks. 】

Wang Chaohua's eyes were blurry.

"wao, wo, Amazing."

With an eerie slippery accent and an odd tone, a pale face and purple figure emerged from within.

"littleboy."

The clown smiles.

The author has something to say: Leave a claw for the concubine, otherwise you will not see the concubine.

School starts tomorrow, huh.