What is it like to be misunderstood as a murderer all the time?

"Really?"

The murderer seemed to see hope, but was afraid that the other party would repent, so he repeated, "You didn't lie to me?"

Before he finished speaking, Su Zhao directly pulled down the electric switch.

As a result, in less than a second, the wailing sound of killing a pig echoed in the small black room for a long time.

……

Zhao Ya, who was surrounded by the bonfire, raised her head. She vaguely heard the miserable howls coming from the small village, and she frowned instantly.Thinking of what Su Zhao said before, I felt a little uneasy.

It has to be said that after she was vaccinated in advance, she became suspicious and always felt that everyone in the crew seemed extremely suspicious.Especially the director surnamed Wen, who always looked at him with complex and fearful eyes, and there seemed to be hidden secrets behind those black eyes.

pat.

The dry firewood made a crisp crackling sound in the fire, splashing a series of sparks in the night, reflecting every silent face with ghosts.At this time, the field manager hurriedly walked up to Director Wen, and whispered a few words in his ear. The originally silent director immediately changed his expression. He stood up and followed the scene manager, and hurriedly walked deep into the small village.

"If there is a situation, don't be stunned, do it quickly."

Zhao Ya lightly kicked Mr. Chen's ass. Mr. Chen, who was still eating Hewei instant noodles, quickly finished the last sip of soup, wiped his mouth, and hurriedly followed.

"what happened?"

Mr. Chen followed behind Zhao Ya, and asked with a blank expression, "What happened?"

"Come on, I suspect there is something wrong with the director."

The two quietly followed behind the director and the scene manager. The other seemed to be very familiar with the layout of the small village. It didn't take long for the two to lose track of each other and disappear into the darkness.

"Lost?"

After searching around and confirming that no trace was found, Zhao Ya punched the wall angrily.

"Hey hey hey."

A gloomy laugh sounded from the dark corner, and the figure of a man holding an ax slowly emerged under the moonlight. Wearing a clown mask that looked like a smile but not a smile, he said in a cold voice, "Unexpectedly, I haven't done anything yet. Some prey came to the door in person.”

"The fox has finally shown his feet."

After Zhao Ya said a proverb that violated biological knowledge, she rushed towards the opponent in one go.Even the perverted killers didn't expect the victims to be so courageous these days.

He felt something pressing against his calf, frowned and asked, "What is this?"

Zhao Ya said word by word, calmly and emphatically, "Niuzi massager."

"Nickname, electric shock rod."

Chapter 160 Five, Big Brother, Spare Your Life!

Before the other party could react, Zhao Ya pressed the switch of the electric shock prod. This is an improved version of Professor Yang's Niu Zi Destroyer. At that moment, the perverted killer even smelled a strange smell of burning. It's like a phantom limb that doesn't exist.Even Mr. Chen who was at the side couldn't help but feel cold in his crotch when he saw this scene,

"Ah!!!!!! My bull!!!"

A mournful and desperate wail tore through the peaceful night. Director Wen who was walking on the road suddenly stopped, looked behind melancholy, clenched his fists, and murmured softly, "It started so soon. Is it? I didn’t expect that this gang of perverted killers would not let go of the victim’s bullshit.”

The field manager was also taken aback by this heart-piercing cry, and quickly turned his head to look at the dark night sky behind him, "Director Wen, what's wrong?"

"None of your business, just keep going."

The field manager took Director Wen to the depths of the village, and his figure disappeared into the night.The scene manager didn't dare to speak, so he could only follow the director.

Director Wen suddenly said, "Do you know why I chose this village to make a movie?"

The field manager who followed behind was stunned for a moment. He pushed the mirror frame that fell off the bridge of his nose, shook his head and said, "Didn't the director think this village is suitable for shooting murder horror movies?"

"wrong."

Director Wen turned his head, gave him a meaningful look, and whispered, "This place was originally a burial ground for corpses."

"Boneyard?"

After the scene manager heard the director's words, his expression changed instantly, his eyes kept glancing at the gloomy and dark houses on both sides, and he quietly swallowed his saliva.

"This village is sparsely populated because there was a tragic massacre that year. The case even shocked the provincial government. At that time, a task force was quickly established, but the police failed to catch the murderers."

"Murderers...?"

The scene manager suddenly caught an important piece of information, and asked tentatively, "Director, are you saying that there was more than one murderer?"

"Ah."

Director Wen nodded silently, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket as he walked, took out one from it and lit it, a scarlet light lit up in the darkness, he held the cigarette between his fingers, and whispered, "According to the victim's Judging from the wounds and footprints left at the scene, there are at least five murderers."

"its not right."

The field manager seemed to think of something suddenly, and said quickly, "Aren't there still living people in this village? If there was a massacre, they would at least have seen the face of the murderer?"

"When did I say that the living people in this village are the original villagers?"

Director Wen's words made the scene manager suddenly freeze in place, his whole body was cold, the scene manager suddenly remembered that the shooting location and the final decision were all made by the director, and the others had no room for discussion, a wave of horror and uneasiness mind.

"Director, what are you..."

"Come with me."

Director Wen didn't speak, but sold a pass, went deep into the center of the village, and came to a dilapidated small ancestral hall, even the threshold was covered with a layer of green moss.

Director Wen turned on the flashlight and motioned for the scene manager behind him to follow.

The scene was in a hurry, and he said quickly, "But aren't we looking for the missing actor?"

"You'll know when you come in."

Director Wen ignored the other party and took the lead in stepping into the gloomy and damp small ancestral hall. The scene manager had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow in.

After the field manager followed up, he found that the light from the flashlight just now had disappeared.He fell into darkness himself.

"Director Wen?"

The field manager called out tentatively, "Are you still there?"

A heavy sigh came from the pitch-black darkness, followed by the director's voice.

"Many years ago, when I was a down-and-out third-rate director, a mysterious person came to me and promised that as long as I followed their method, I would have the opportunity to become a leading figure in the film industry. Knowing that this is a deal with the devil, I readily agreed to their invitation. When I learned the truth, there was no way to withdraw. Everything that happened here today is a conspiracy that has been plotted for a long time, and I will be the A scapegoat for a conspiracy. But I don't want to go to jail, and I don't want to die."

"Hehe, they probably didn't expect that the blood and resentment solidified on this land had already taken shape, and the bloodthirsty monsters who woke up from the darkness couldn't wait to join the hunt."

The copper lamp on the square table of tribute to the ancestors slowly ignited a dark green flame, reflecting the ghastly face, who was holding a strange smiling face mask in the shape of an actor with one hand, and the other hand was holding The simple shape of the goose-winged knife is gloomy and permeating under the dim candlelight.

The scene manager was incoherent in fright, "What the hell are you talking about, director?"

The director held up the actor's mask in his hand high, and said with a sneer, "I'm not a human anymore, stage manager!"

……

Heartbreaking pain came from his body, he stumbled and clamped his legs, and crawled forward with his teeth clenched.

Although he is no longer a human being, Niu Zi still has to eat all the damage.

At this moment, the murderer's mind was full of question marks.Are the victims this year so terrifying?The sound of rustling footsteps came from behind, and the speed of the small steps became even faster.

climb!

Climb quickly!

He glanced at the locator, and there was another accomplice hiding in a small black room nearby. As long as they could get there, the two of them would have a chance to come back together!

White light flashed from time to time in the dead and silent small black room, thinking that he had grasped the last bit of hope, he exhausted his last strength, pushed open the closed door, threw himself on the ground, and held back Suffering from pain, he stood up while leaning on the door frame.

"Quick, save me, save me..."

Before the words fell, the cry for help stopped abruptly.What came into view was a man tied up in an electric chair by barbed wire. White smoke was coming out of his whole body, and he was twitching constantly. His eyes were white, and his life and death were uncertain.

A tall figure stepped into the moonlight bit by bit, slowly emerging from the shadows, he raised the serrated knife in his hand, and showed a creepy smile.The strong sense of oppression seemed to make him feel that he was the prey to be played with and applauded.

Wait, who the hell is this guy!

Su Zhao smiled and said, "Hey, I was just about to say I'd go to you guys, but I didn't expect that I would personally deliver it to you."

Yea.

The door behind him was automatic without wind, and the door shaft turned and made a teeth-stinging friction sound, and it merged with the threshold, cutting off his last ray of faith in survival.

"Wait, wait a minute."

The killer hastily stretched out his hand to make a pause, suppressed the pain and coughed, put on a resolute expression of death, and walked towards Su Zhao firmly and slowly step by step.

Just when he thought that the other party was about to attack, the murderer in front of him suddenly lost his legs, knelt down on the ground, and spoke with a serious expression.

"Brother, please forgive me!"

Chapter 160 Do you think this sentence is convincing?

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The exuberant flames were still burning, did the dry wood make a crackling sound in the fire, and the splashing sparks flew into the dark night, and soon disappeared without a trace.After nightfall, the whole village seemed even more eerie.The staff noticed that someone around them seemed to be watching them, but they couldn't find any living people lurking in the dark.

Many people found that there was no mobile phone signal at all. Considering the deep mountains and old forests, they didn't think much about it.But as time went by, some quick-minded people began to notice that something was wrong, and their deep doubts gradually deepened.

Dead silence.

The village is just too quiet.

After nightfall, even if it is an inhabited house, there is no smoke from cooking fires, or even a single light on, as if the village has long been deserted, only their crew and a group of living people, and the whole place is shrouded in a terrifying and eerie shadow .

The crew sat around the bonfire, waiting for the director to come back to announce a major event. However, after a long time, there was still no sign of Director Wen and the scene manager.

The people present were completely unaware that a dense net of death was enveloping it heavily, pulling everyone into the bloody massacre that was about to take place.

"You guys are talking, I'll take a puff first."

The director couldn't be seen all the time, and Zhang Lin, the leading actor of the film crew, couldn't hold back any longer. He stood up and greeted the people around him.Walking in the direction of the grove, walking in front of a lonely grave, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out the last one with great effort, lit it and took a deep breath, showing a solemn expression.

He didn't look closely during the day, but now he looked over under the cold moonlight at night, and the cold graveyard scared him so much that the cigarette butt he was holding in his mouth rolled and fell directly onto the leather shoes, bounced up and rolled to the side again.

What was even more frightening was that he also heard a tinkling sound, as if someone was chiseling a stone with something sharp.Zhang Lin squinted his eyes and saw a sneaky figure squatting in front of the stele not far away, not knowing what he was doing.

As the night wind blew past, he bravely stomped out his cigarette butt, walked towards the shadow lightly, and sneaked up to him, who was struggling to cut off the name on the marble tombstone with an awl.

The beating sound stopped abruptly, and the person holding the iron awl seemed to sense something behind him, and turned his head slowly.A gloomy, dead face squeezed out a sinister smile towards him, opened his chapped mouth, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the other party.

"I was scared to death. I thought some perverted murderer was hiding here secretly. Also, your next sentence will mean that someone engraved the wrong name on my tombstone?"

The other party was slightly taken aback, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he asked slowly, "How do you know?"

"Please."

Zhang Lin patted the other party on the back and laughed, "I've heard such an old-fashioned plot before. Besides, our scene today is about a perverted murderer, not a ghost. Let me teach you How to reflect the horror atmosphere."

Zhang Lin seemed to be in high spirits. He snatched the hammer and awl from the hands of the perverted killer, lowered his voice, and showed a mysterious look.

"Your demeanor and behavior should be more weird. For example, when I walked less than three meters away from you, you should talk to yourself, something like 'what's going on, it's obviously this person', 'Why is this so', some questions that can arouse the curiosity of the protagonist group, and then they will definitely follow the trend, pat your back or shoulder, ask in a low voice what you are doing here, and then suddenly seem to be caught Jump up like a frightened animal, and look at the protagonist group behind you in horror. At this time, the sharp-eyed protagonists will find the blood stains you left on the hammer and the spike. The next moment, the panic in your eyes The emotions were covered up by a kind of sternness. Yes, at this moment you made up your mind to kill people, raised your hammer and rushed towards the protagonist group, you see, isn’t this more deliberate and frightening than a simple surprise?"

After the perverted killer who was still playing tricks just now listened to the other party's narration, complex emotions appeared on his face.Today is also the first time that the victim questioned his professional level, and his old face is a bit hard to pull off.

Zhang Lin talked more and more vigorously, grabbed the other party's collar in disgust, shook his head and said, "Also, look, with your clothes, let alone scaring the audience, even if you go to a nursing home, can you successfully remove the old lady?" Myocardial infarction is a problem for the old man. You are too deliberately dressed in black. It is better to wear white blood-stained clothes. It is best to have bloody hand marks on them. When you turn over, the bloody The impact can completely deter the opponent. Let me think about it, who in the crew has this look, eh, yes, it is him."

As he said that, Zhang Lin pointed his finger behind the other party, and said excitedly, "This is the best example of a perverted murderer, with a serrated knife in his hand and a very realistic human skin mask on his face, you Look, his clothes are covered with bloody hand marks, which can increase the visual impact..."

The murderer squatting in front of the tombstone turned his head numbly, and a tall figure bathed in the moonlight slowly walked towards him.

The murderer's eyelids twitched. After he recognized the unique serrated knife in Su Zhao's hand and the two hideous human heads in the other's hand, his expression instantly became distorted. The male protagonist who was lecturing endlessly turned around and ran away.

Zhang Lin still shouted loudly from behind, "Hey, wait, why did you run away before I finished speaking?"

The other party directly said, "Are you an idiot? What are you doing in a daze, run away! This is a perverted murderer!"

"What, what? A perverted killer?"

The expression on Zhang Lin's face froze instantly. When he turned his head, the other party was already standing in front of him. The strong sense of oppression even made his legs tremble and he couldn't move.

He could clearly feel the strong sense of oppression coming from the opponent, he was like a rabbit being sent to the mouth of a tiger.At that moment, I realized that the panic and screaming performances in the movie were all fake.

He was too scared to speak.

But the perverted killer didn't do anything, he just said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."

"Big, big brother..."

Zhang Lin had a mournful face, trembling and talking uncontrollably, "You, do you think this sentence is convincing?"

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