Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 102: Hair drop attack
Chapter 102: Hair Drop
What Song Wenxuan said was exactly what I was most worried about. Jiang Fei and I might have been dropped during the period of coma.
Once the critical moment comes, and the old man lowers his head against Jiang Fei and me, all the efforts we have made before will be in vain.
After thinking for a while, I asked Song Wenxuan: "How can I tell if a person has been demoted?"
"Head drop is no different from ordinary people in the second before the explosion. If you feel unwell, you should be careful." Song Wenxuan taught me a simple way to distinguish: "Being controlled by head drop A person with a mind has different eyes from normal people, you should pay attention to his upper eye white."
"On the white of the eye?"
"The upper eyes of healthy and normal people are generally bluish white with bloodshot eyes, which may be due to staying up late, drinking too much alcohol, just crying or suffering from conjunctivitis. But if the bloodshot eyes are deep red, and there are blood cells at the end of the bloodshot , it means that there is a problem with a certain part of the body, and the lowering of the head may be about to occur."
"For people whose mind is controlled, there is often a dark gray straight line in the middle of the white of the upper eye. This stage indicates that the magic spell enters the body and self-consciousness begins to blur. When the color of the straight line turns dark black, the mind is controlled. Deceived, the head lowering technique is fully activated."
In order to test the authenticity of what he said, I lifted his messy hair and looked into his eyes.
The white of the upper eye is covered with bloodshot eyes, except for a dark vertical line, there are many black dots.
Song Wenxuan did not resist, and said with a wry smile: "The old man once tortured me with poison, so black spots will appear in the fundus of my eyes. Don't worry, I will not deceive you."
I am cautious by nature, just now I just acted subconsciously: "Now I have no other choice but to trust you."
I stayed in the eighth cell for too long, and I was afraid that Jiang Fei would encounter danger outside alone, so I prepared to go back through the drain and leave here.
"Wait a minute, have you forgotten one thing?" Song Wenxuan called to stop me who had already turned around.
"What's the matter? You and I owe nothing to each other. If I can kill the lowering master, I will avenge your blood."
Song Wenxuan looked at Song Xiaofeng very complicatedly. He had never dared to look Song Xiaofeng in the eyes before this: "I don't care if you can kill the old man in the end, please return the knife to the child now."
"This kid is emotionally unstable, he will stab you to death."
"This is exactly what I want." Song Wenxuan looked at his child and slowly lowered his head: "I deserve to die, and I am not qualified to face them, if killing me with my own hands will make him feel better One point, then I would rather die in his hands."
"Hurry up and give him the knife, this is the condition we negotiated at the beginning!"
"Give it to him!"
Song Wenxuan lost control and roared with the last of his strength, his voice echoed throughout the cell.
It is hard to imagine that the last wish of a person in life is to be killed by his own son. This seems crazy to me, but it is also understandable.
"The relief you want will satisfy you." I never think that I am a good person, nor do I adhere to the principles of ethics like those defenders. What I think is correct is only a logical smoothness.
One wants to die and the other wants to kill. This is a tragedy, and no one wants to see it. Since this is the case, it is better to let it end early.
I handed the scalpel to Song Xiaofeng and didn't stop me.
The child held a sharp knife. After the initial impulse, Song Xiaofeng calmed down slowly.
At this moment, this foolish and foolish child made me a little confused. He was standing there with a knife in his hand, and no one knew what was going on in his heart.
"Boom!" The scalpel fell to the ground, and the boy burst into tears, then got into the foul-smelling drain, and Fei Ye seemed to escape from the room.
"Could it be...he understood what you said? Isn't this kid an imbecile?" It might not be polite for me to say that, but Song Xiaofeng's behavior was something I hadn't thought of before.
Water splashed everywhere, Song Xiaofeng had already left, only Song Wenxuan who was crucified on the cross and me who was about to leave were left in the room.
"Why?" Looking at the ripples on the water, Song Wenxuan muttered to himself.
I didn't speak because I didn't know the answer either.
Going into the ditch and returning to the next room, Jiang Fei was bending over and squatting in the corner: "How is it? Did you get anything?"
"The harvest is great, we can at least have a chance now!" Putting on the young doctor's coat, I took the **** phone back into my hand: "You didn't read what's on my phone, did you?"
"Absolutely not, I keep pointing the screen at the door."
Jiang Fei reassured me again and again, and I didn't ask in detail, I glanced at the live broadcast room.
"Fuck!" In just a short while, the popularity has exceeded 3,000, which is extremely rare in my previous live broadcasts.
All kinds of barrage rhythms flew up in the live broadcast room, and I was overwhelmed, and I couldn't see it for a while.
"Jiang Fei, what did you do with my phone just now?"
Jiang Fei is very innocent: "I didn't do anything? I just pointed the screen at the door as you said, and be careful."
She gestured to the posture just now, and I instantly understood that Jiang Fei was holding the phone instead, and the camera was just shooting her chest, and this girl was so stupid that she didn't know anything.
"Did I break your phone?"
"No, it's just that the night is long, and some brothers may not be able to keep up with their nutrition."
With a wry smile, he glanced at the live broadcast room whose popularity was still rising, and this time the barrage exploded directly.
Teletubbies died of murder and rewarded 99 coins in the super thriller live broadcast room: "The voice is light and the body is soft, I will give it ninety-nine points, out of ten!"
"Trouble! Where's my little sister! I want to lick her until she doubts her life!"
"Anchor get out of the way! Eighteen meters big Diao was born, I don't want to accidentally hurt innocent people!"
"Second Battalion Commander! Bring out my Italian cannon!"
"Sister-in-law! Wu Song is late!"
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I don’t know how to respond to some of these barrages: “What’s wrong with Wu Song? Can Wu University be happy if you call me sister-in-law like that?”
Holding the scalpel in my hand, I found another broken chain to carry with me: "Let's go, let's go to the third floor, don't be too far away from each other, and don't be too close. "
Before I left, I pulled Song Xiaofeng and Jiang Fei to the front of me, and with the help of the light from my phone, I watched their pupils up close, and I was relieved when I found that the whites of their eyes were normal: "The head-down technique hasn't happened yet, I hope they both can survive this disaster."
Before he walked out of the ground, all the lights above his head were turned off, and the entire mental hospital was plunged into darkness.
"Don't be afraid, pay attention to your surroundings, and be careful around corners." The mobile phone became the only lighting tool in the underworld show, and the three of us walked out of the ground to the lobby on the first floor.
There was a faint smell of blood in the empty hall, and there seemed to be a figure flickering in the darkness, and the body of the pregnant woman disappeared.
"Go, go to the third floor!"
The footsteps of the three of us echoed in the dark corridor, and we could hear them clearly.
I practiced the Miaoxin method, my five senses were strengthened, and I was much more sensitive than ordinary people. Before I reached the third floor, I suddenly stopped, turned around and pressed Jiang Fei's shoulders.
She was so frightened that she shuddered, and quickly stopped, Song Xiaofeng followed behind, and when she saw us stop, she was dumbfounded in place.
The three of us didn't move, but the footsteps in the corridor didn't stop!
"They really came!" When I went upstairs, I noticed something was wrong, the footsteps were disorderly, and there seemed to be something hanging in the distance.
Looking downstairs, it was pitch black, and the darkness became the best cover for that unknown thing.
"Jiang Fei, after you come here, this kid is so stupid, I'm afraid that he will be killed before he can call for help in danger."
"But me." Jiang Fei grabbed my clothes, her fingers turned white: "Okay, I'll break it."
Continue to move forward, and when we reached the third floor, we realized that we thought things too simply.
There are many wards on the third floor, and it takes a long time to find the room where the lowering head teacher warms and nourishes the organs.
"Gao Jian, what should we do now?"
"It is warmed with blood all the year round, that room must have a strong smell of blood. To practice sorcery, try to find a place with the back of the sun, so as not to collide with the sun. Find the ward!"
"Yes."
Jiang Fei agreed weakly, and I saw her frowning, thinking she was uncomfortable: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, I just suddenly felt a little dizzy just now." She looked at me blankly, but she didn't know that a very thin gray vertical line was slowly emerging in her eyes.