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Chapter 551 Weird rumors about rules? He is scarier than ghost stories 12

Jiang Wusheng was stunned when he heard Yan Feng's question.

Then, as if he realized something, he narrowed his eyes, with a hint of danger in his eyes.

Holding Yan Feng's neck with one hand, he leaned over and bit the side of Yan Feng's neck gently.

Letting the other person feel the feeling of almost having his throat cut off by a wild beast, Jiang Wusheng slowly murmured and asked, "Yan Feng, who are you?"

"Didn't I tell you before? I'm just an ordinary college student."

Yan Feng hummed in reply.

The feeling of Jiang Wusheng's tiger teeth biting his neck actually caused a slight sting.

But Yan Feng didn't care.

Instead, he obediently pushed himself into Jiang Wusheng's mouth, and then continued to reply: "Anyway, your family background is so good, and you are so capable. Whether I have lied to you or not, you can't find out if you go out. Out?"

This is not wrong.

He released the position where he was biting the other person, and took the opportunity to stick out his tongue and lick it twice.

Seeing Yan Feng shrinking his neck because of the itch, Jiang Wusheng became even more malicious and locked him tightly in his arms, leaving Yan Feng struggling in vain but unable to go anywhere.

Maintaining this posture, Jiang Wusheng continued to ask him: "Have you done any psychological tests before?"

Yan Feng smiled: "Do you think I'm the same as you?"

"Even if it's not at the level I'm at now, it shouldn't be much different from me." Jiang Wusheng answered seriously, "Otherwise, why would you think of the things I think of?"

He was talking about the proposal Yan Feng just made.

Although they didn't say it explicitly, when two people looked at each other, what they saw in each other's eyes was the answer they wanted.

Yan Feng couldn't help but smile even brighter.

He said: "I originally thought you were just a madman, but I didn't expect that madmen can still have intelligence! This really impressed me."

"I just thought you were complimenting me."

Jiang Wusheng shrugged.

Then he picked up the dagger on the table again and played with it on his fingertips. He paused for a moment before continuing: "But at the moment, there is only one suitable target. But there are two of us who need to go out. This is a bit troublesome.”

Yan Feng shook his head.

The expression on his face was still so calm, and he said: "There will be a solution, don't worry."

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I don't know if it's because, as Yan Feng said, his existence is really special to Jiang Wusheng. In short, after he gave this answer, Jiang Wusheng found that he really didn't have anything to worry about anymore.

Since it is a game, there must be a way to pass it.

There is no doubt about this.

So maybe it's really what Yan Feng said.

Do not worry.

There will always be a way.

With this thought in mind, when the doctor came to deliver the meal in the evening, he opened the door and put the meal on the table. Originally, according to previous practice, the doctor would question them and ask them if anything strange appeared in the room.

Actually there is none.

But Jiang Wusheng pointed in the direction of the bathroom and replied seriously: "There is an extra mirror in the bathroom, please help me remove it."

The doctor's face, which looked like a picture on the piece of paper, clearly showed a different expression. It seemed that he had encountered some serious problem. He didn't even ask too many questions and walked quickly towards the bathroom.

However, just when his back was turned to Jiang Wusheng, Jiang Wusheng suddenly stepped forward and put the dagger in his hand directly against the doctor's neck. Without any hesitation or pause, he slashed as fast as possible, and the blood immediately started to flow like crazy. Rushing out.

If an ordinary person suffered this kind of trauma, he would definitely bleed to death in a short period of time.

But doctors are not ordinary people.

He is obviously also a weird kind of person.

So after a big crack opened in his neck, he struggled even harder than before.

Grabbing Jiang Wusheng's arm with both hands, he tried desperately to pull away the knife that Jiang Wusheng was still cutting on his neck.

But it backfired.

Jiang Wusheng was much stronger than him.

In addition, Yan Feng on the side also took the initiative to help.

The two of them restrained the doctor together, and not long after, Jiang Wusheng tried his best to chop off the doctor's head with the knife in his hand.

But even so, the doctor did not die.

The body without his head was still struggling. He wanted to stand up, but without the judgment of direction, he was no match for Jiang Wusheng and Yan Feng.

After cutting off the doctor's limbs, Jiang Wusheng looked at his arm, which was still trying to crawl with his fingers. Simply cut all the joints into pieces for him so that he can no longer make any inappropriate movements.

After doing this, the white coat worn by the doctor was stained with blood.

But Jiang Wusheng didn't mind.

He took off his white coat and compared it with himself. After making sure it could be worn, he handed it over to Yan Feng beside him, obviously giving Yan Feng what seemed to be his only chance now.

He said, "Try it, it should fit your body shape."

Yan Feng immediately declined: "I think it's better to forget it. You can wear this, just wear it yourself. Next time when you do it, can you take off his clothes first? Don't let there be so much blood on it. I'll be dizzy from the blood." Ugly! Really!"

This is not his husband's blood.

Even when he was a vampire, he only drank the blood of his husband. Now let him wear this white coat stained with the blood of other monsters. The clean and pretentious little bird really can't do such a thing.

He originally thought that if he said this, Jiang Wusheng might think he was being pretentious.

But what he didn't expect was that Jiang Wusheng lowered his head and thought for a moment, and then nodded seriously.

He said: "What you said makes sense. Next time, take off your white coat before cutting, otherwise it will be really inappropriate for dirty things to be worn on you."

With this response in his mouth, Jiang Wusheng had already put on his white coat, which was stained bright red with blood. Then he cleaned up the doctor's body on the ground, got up and walked outside.

Yan Feng asked him: "What are you going to do?"

"Go outside to check on the situation, and give them the dinners for the remaining groups." Jiang Wusheng grinned and said, "Just stay in the house and eat. I have to change a knife."

He motioned to Yan Feng with the doctor's knife that had just cut him.

"This knife has been used so much that the blade is basically useless. If we encounter the target again, it will not be easy to use it for a second cut."