he is from hell [infinity]

clean up?What to clean up?

"Squeak..." There was a slamming sound of the door closing.

Yan Chu's heart moved, and he jumped to the window to look out again, just in time to see that the two gates of the nursing home were slowly closing, and on the road outside the gate, the young man who had just galloped on a cow just arrived.

He rode the ox and ran wildly, with sweat on his forehead, and shouted in horror: "Slow down, close the door slowly!"

At this moment, the two gates are half closed, and there is still a gap for two people to enter and exit.

The young man rode a bull and rushed towards the gate like crazy.

result--

The young man was running between the two gates just now, as if he had been cut across by something, he let out a half-scream of "ah", the man and the cow were split in two, and were thrown out, four pieces His bloody body fell into the snow on both sides of the gate, blood gushed out, and the snow turned red.

There was a moment of stagnation in the hall, and then a scream pierced the silence, "Ah!"

"Fuck!!"

"He's dead..."

There were exclamations echoing in the air. It was obvious that Yan Chu was not the only one who saw this scene, but those people downstairs also saw it.

Everyone came from a harmonious and civilized society ruled by law. Wherever they had seen such bloody and brutal scenes, they felt as if they had been shocked by their souls for a moment, and the timid ones were already scared to tears.

Yan Chu froze in front of the window, his hands and feet were cold, and his breath was condensed in his throat.

This is true, people will be killed, and the system is not joking.

And at this moment, the door was completely closed.

Not far away, there were two people rushing over, but before they reached the gate, they suddenly stopped at the same place, and then, as if they were skinned carefully by hands that could not be seen in the air, they started from scratch. Suddenly, his feet were blood red, and he fell to the ground slowly.

Although Yan Chu had fought with people a lot since he was a child, at most he beat the other party until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He had never seen such a perverted "cleaning" technique. His throat tightened and his stomach churned. up.

He didn't eat much at first, and his stomach was quickly emptied.

He was so sick that he couldn't lift his head, a hand suddenly patted his shoulder, and a gentle voice sounded: "Uncomfortable?"

Yan Chu's shoulders trembled, he took a deep breath, stood up, and looked back to see the face of the nurse just now.

The nurse's appearance should be considered pretty, but her face always seemed to be wearing a mask, and her face was also abnormally pale. Her lips were as red as if she had just licked blood, and her body temperature was icy cold. It was hard to tell if she was alive or not.

Yan Chu took a step back, avoiding the opponent's hand: "What are you doing? Don't move!"

The nurse looked up at him slowly, blinked her eyes like dead fish: "Handsome guy, you don't like me anymore?"

He likes a fart!Yan Chu is irritable, and just about to talk, the system interface in front of him appears again: Chu Chu is not pitiful, she was sent to a nursing home due to nympho, likes to flirt with girls and handsome guys, loves to confess when she is beautiful, especially to the most beautiful people.Please follow the script, and the collapsed character will be disposed of.

What the hell is this damn setting!Yan Chu almost didn't mention it in one breath.

The nurse looked at him with a raised face, but her eyes narrowed a little bit, with a gloomy scrutiny.

Where Yan Chu couldn't see, the nurse's nails were turning green and growing little by little...

Yan Chu greeted the eighteenth generation of the game designer's ancestors in his heart, and he raised his hand decisively to gently part the nurse's broken hair behind her ears, and smiled affectionately: "I like it, you So beautiful, of course I like you..."

"Hey, I hate it!"

The nurse stretched out her small fist and slapped Yan Chu's chest. The demonic shyness made Yan Chu's skin crawl, and she tried not to hide.

The gloomy air on the nurse's body disappeared a lot, she turned around and said, "Let's go, the head nurse is going to give me a lecture."

Yan Chu heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that this hurdle had been passed again.

……

Yan Chu was brought back to the hall by the nurse, and found that there were quite a lot of people in the hall, some were in groups of three or two, and some were sitting alone. There were about a dozen of them, and they had different postures. They were all in various states, and they all looked like seniors with mental illness. The appearance of the patient.

Sitting in the corner was a 1.9-meter-tall man with a cropped head, tough facial features, and a stubbled face. He looked to be in his 20s, holding something in his big dustpan-like hand, and was hanging his head slightly. The facial features are almost wrinkled into a ball, bitter and bitter——

Well, he is embroidering?Could it be a strong man with a lolita heart?

The man not far from him looks very handsome, he looks like a soldier, tall and straight like a jade tree, with a sullen handsome face, as if he has obsessive-compulsive disorder, he is straightening the tables and chairs around him.

And on the sofa on the right side sat two girls, one with a round face and the other with a long face, one bowed her head and muttered to herself, and the other was laughing and talking there as if she was dancing.

But when you look closely, the two girls are trembling, obviously pretending to be calm.

There are several people on the couch facing the door, some are fat and some are thin, some are young and some are old, but they all behave very abnormally... quite performance art.

Well, a room full of neuropathy, the identification is complete.

Yan Chu was about to take a closer look, when he suddenly found that the female nurse who sent him down was looking at him strangely, and suddenly said: "Chuchu, you are not normal..."

Yan Chumeng was taken aback, remembering his "Nympho" patient setup, he took a breath, quickly swept his gaze across the crowd, then his heart sank, and he strode towards the long-faced girl.

There are only two most beautiful people present, one is the handsome guy who seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the other is this girl.

Yan Chu felt that he was a straight man, so he naturally didn't want to confess his love to the handsome guy, so he had to choose that girl.

The girl was very beautiful, with flaming red lips, protruding and curling back. Although she was muttering to herself and looked anxious, she was still very pleasing to the eye.

Under the watchful eyes of the nurse, Yan Chu bravely walked up to the girl, and smiled affectionately: "Beauty, what's your name? Make a friend?"

The girl looked up at him, she seemed to be shocked by Yan Chu's appearance, her eyes lit up and she just wanted to nod, but suddenly she seemed to think of something, and then lowered her head again.Continue to grit her teeth and mutter to herself: "I have a man, I only like Zhang Liang, only him."

Yan Chu felt relieved, but for the sake of acting, he showed a disappointed expression and sighed: "I really like you..."

He was biting the bullet to confess his love, when suddenly he heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and a bald head ran out of the room angrily cursing: "I'm sick! Let me act as a transvestite mentally ill! And I want to act like a woman, Lao Tzu But a pure man! Don't pretend!"

His commotion attracted the attention of many people. Yan Chu keenly noticed that the embroidered man on the sofa sighed without raising his head, and the girl with anxiety shook her head in compassion...

What do they seem to know?

Before Yan Chu could finish his thought, he saw that the bald man had already run to the center of the hall.

When the bald head was about to find a place to sit down, a gloomy nurse suddenly appeared from behind without a sound, with bright red long nails and blue-white fingers.

The bald head was taken aback, and was about to yell, when the nurse suddenly said with a sinister smile, "The patient is completely insane. According to the regulations of this hospital, he should be executed on the spot."

The bald head opened his mouth and wanted to scold, but the exit turned into a scream, "Ahhhh!"

The nurse's hand penetrated the bald head's chest in an instant, and tore out the bright red heart that was still beating!

The bald man fell down with protruding eyes, and blood flowed out, staining the large area of ​​the carpet under him red.

The nurse didn't even look at him, and stuffed the heart into her mouth. The fist-sized heart didn't know what to do, but it suddenly sank into the bright red mouth, and the blood slid down the edge of her mouth. Chewing and creaking.

The round-faced girl's face was pale, and she covered herself who was about to scream, tears welling in her eyes, and she didn't dare to breathe out.

Yan Chu only felt chills all over his body. He knew that if he hadn't followed the rules just now, he might have died tragically on the spot.

"Crack" "Crack..."

For a moment, there was a dead silence in the hall, and no one dared to make a sound, for fear of becoming the second one to be heartbroken.Only the creepy chewing sound of the nurse remained.

And at this moment, there was a "ding" sound in the elevator not far behind Yan Chu.

The nurse who chewed people's hearts paused, then turned around slowly and looked over.

In the extremely quiet situation, even the slightest sound would startle everyone. They subconsciously looked towards the elevator behind Yan Chu, and the crowd froze for a moment when they saw it clearly.

Yan Chu's scalp went numb, and he couldn't imagine what was happening behind him.

He subconsciously looked back, only to see a surprisingly handsome man coming out of the elevator.

The visitor is tall and tall, at a full height of 1.8 meters [-]. It is also a hospital gown. Others wear it somewhat unspiritually, but he wears it with an elegant and casual feeling. A pair of peach blossom eyes are very charming, but the ends of the eyes are still With a tear mole on it, his dazzling and handsome appearance made almost everyone present stare straight at him.

Yan Chu froze for an instant, but he was not surprised, but rather frightened.

The appearance of this man is eight points like that of the black-clothed sickle god!

Yan Chu's gaze quickly swept across the man's chest, and he saw the badge: Xie Chao

Is this his real name or a pseudonym randomly created by the system?The name is quite normal.

Xie Chao has a pair of long legs, walking fast like the wind.A nurse followed behind him, trotting all the way to follow, panting.

Yan Chu also glanced at the nurse, and found that the nurse was like the twin of the nurse who came down with him, they were exactly the same, even the steps of the horoscope were the same.There is a number one on the badge.

Nurse Yan Chuna had the number zero on her badge.

Probably sensing Yan Chu's gaze, Xie Chao glanced over, and the two looked at each other.

Yan Chu's pupils shrank slightly!Subconsciously take a step back.

Xie Chao's pretty peach eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a sharp flash across the bottom of his pupils.

He seemed to be running towards the group of sofas on the left, but at this moment he turned around and walked in front of Yan Chu.

The distance between the two was less than half a meter, Xie Chao was half a head taller than Yan Chu, he didn't speak, and looked down at him with cold eyes.

Yan Chu felt as if he was being stared at by the god of death, his whole body was chilling, his heart was trembling, and he took another half step back.

He never thought that this murderous maniac would appear here!

So what type of psychosis is this person playing now?It doesn't look like any of them... Or is this man also an npc in this game?

His name is the most normal.But in this mental hospital, the most normal also means abnormal!

"You..." Yan Chu opened his mouth tentatively.

The man's thin lips were slightly curved, and he suddenly smiled, "You seem to recognize me?" The voice was magnetic and lazy, like a quill brushing soft parchment.

A smile is like the east wind blowing soft snow, and the coldness suddenly dissipates.However, Yan Chu never forgot how he looked when he killed——

It seemed that he was smiling like this, and then decisively ended the lives of four or five people with a scythe!