Maoshan Ghostbusters

The old man turned pale with fright and had to plead with the little monster, "Kid, please let it go. I'm old and still working, it's not easy for me."

The little monster sneered, and said-down.

The old man saw the little monster with a sly smile on his face, and felt something was wrong. Suddenly, he heard a weird creak behind him, and when he looked back, the door had come loose from the door frame. This creaking sound is the door from the door frame. The sound coming out of it. Now that the screws on the door are all off, it's no surprise that the door is loose.

In the blink of an eye, the door was already leaning outward, and there was a certain distance between the door and the door frame. Before the old man came back to his senses, with a creak, the door completely slipped from the door frame and fell to the ground.

The old man was brought to the ground because he was holding the doorknob in his hand, and he fell into a dog to chew on mud.

The little monster laughed, "Old bastard, this is how you run away."

The old man scolded, "Little beast, you really got **** to death tonight. You caused me a lot of trouble, and you treat me like this now, you are really too much."

The little monster coughed and coughed, "I said, I only do things on my own happiness, as long as I am happy, what is messy, it has nothing to do with me, the more messy I am, the happier I will be." Shen, "Drag me the old things."

The big man immediately grabbed the old man and pulled into the house. The old man clung to the doorknob and didn't let go. The big man simply pulled the old man into the house with the door. The old man was anxious and freed his left hand. He wanted to grab the door frame, but he grabbed his wrist. , Squeezed hard, the old man screamed, and had to release the door frame. The big man took advantage of the old man's screaming and groaning, pulling the old man into the house with the door and dragging it to the little monster.

At this moment, the little monster is still standing on the iron bed, with his little hands behind, in a pretentious posture. The old man was paralyzed on the ground, embarrassed, a pitiful prisoner.

The little monster smiled triumphantly, "Want to escape? It's not that easy."

The old man smiled awkwardly, "An ants are greedy for life, let alone me, a living person? As for whether you can escape, it's all luck."

The little monster laughed, "Old thing, it seems your luck is not very good."

"So I'm resigning to my fate. I want to kill or slash, whatever you want. By the way, I want to ask you, the five corpses just now can talk, why can't the four of them talk, just know um yeah, yelling Like the roar of a beast, what's the matter?"

The little monster smiled, "This is because I chanted a spell and they are not allowed to speak."

"Oh, I see, that's it. It's controlled by a spell."

"Old stuff, is it possible that your detective addiction is on again? Are you going to analyze and analyze the cause of death for these four corpses? Do you want me to chant the spell now and let them tell you their story?"

The old man waved his hands vigorously in fright, "Farewell, everyone has a story. I don't have the time to listen, let alone the dead. I have learned a lesson from the five corpses just now, so I can't just listen to it. People tell stories, especially stories about dead people. After listening, there will be a lot of trouble."

The little monster smiled and said, "Is it really troublesome? But I just saw you reasoning for this, for that reasoning, and it was very strong. Come on, I see you are very good at reasoning about crime, or you still Give them four more analysis of the cause of death."

The old man shook his head vigorously, "I don't want it anymore. The five dead corpses just turned my head so big. You can make these four more able to talk. I will reason again. It will be bright, etc. At dawn, the leaders of the hospital found that there were many corpses in the morgue, and the door was demolished. I really can't explain it."

The little monster smiled and said, "Old stuff, you are so dedicated, are you still thinking about explaining it to this day?"

The old man sighed, "No way, old people like me are different from young people. We do things with principles and responsibilities. Unlike the young people now, we are sloppy and willful, regardless of the consequences."

The little monster sneered, "Are you talking about me? Reckless? Huh?"

The old man smiled and said, "Of course not. There are rare children in the world who are as clever and sensible as you. You should be respected as a child prodigy by everyone."

At this moment, where did the old man dare to provoke the little monster again, seeing his face drooping, he quickly told him something nice. The little monster really cheered, listening to the old man praise it, his eyes narrowed once again, "Yes, I am a child prodigy, a world-renowned child prodigy. Which one of you human children can compare to me? It is you fools, always take When I look at it as a monster, you don’t even know what a true child prodigy is. If you humans have more child prodigies like me, your society will progress more quickly."

The old man agrees on the surface, but in fact he is cursing in his heart, damn, now you have such a small gadget that has been upset, if there are more of you like this, it will not cause a world war to break out?

The little monster walked around on the iron bed triumphantly, with a gloomy smile on his mouth, wondering what a bad idea was again.

"This, this, next step, how should I place you and these four corpses? Your words are a big problem and must be resolved."

The little monster walked for a long time, then stopped abruptly, squinted and looked at the old man. Then suddenly he laughed, clapped his hands and laughed, "I have it, there is a way."

Seeing the little monster, the old man jumped up with joy, and said that he was okay, but he didn't dare to have any trouble, so he continued to pretend to be stupid and smiled bitterly, "My boy, how do you want to toss me? You made a mess of the morgue, and it's still The door was demolished, and my job assignment was bad. I was hurt by you, so just say what else you want?"

The little monster smiled, "You old thing, I haven't figured out how to toss you, but these corpses now have new tasks."

The old man was surprised, "They have a new task? What are you going to instruct them to do bad things?"

The little monster smiled, "Who said it was a bad thing? It's obviously a good thing. I plan to let them go to the ward to find revenge for the **** who harmed my father."

The old man was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. "I said kid, you can really make noise. Haven't you already instructed the five corpses to find the guy who harmed your father? Why did you let the four of them go again?"

"How about five? Things like fighting, the more people get more fun. Five people fight, how can nine people fight together?"

"You, stop messing around. The five of them went out for a while, and they don't know what's going on outside. Now you let out four more, then this hospital is really going to be messy."

"Hmph, what I want is chaos, the more chaos, the happier I will be."

After the little monster finished speaking, he laughed triumphantly again.