Strange game designer

 Chapter 365 Brutal Self-Reflection

“I am crazy, but don’t you know why I am crazy?” Yuan Hui’s entire face was distorted.

Kind Gaoming has no idea what Yuan Hui is talking about: "I have forgotten a lot of things... If it is really because of me that you are like this, then I am willing to apologize to you and I will do my best to make up for it!"

"Make up for it?" Yuan Hui's eyes were extremely vicious: "A life for a life! Then use your life to make up for it!"

Withdrawing the knife hidden behind his back, Yuan Hui pounced directly on Gao Ming.

 "Speak carefully if you have anything to say! There must be a misunderstanding between us!" Shanggao Gaoming ran away, but Yuan Hui didn't listen at all and chased him like crazy. His speed was far faster than ordinary people.

 "Die! Die! All the mistakes started from you! Use your own life to reflect on it!" Yuan Hui's hysterical voice spread far inside the building, and the apartment became more lively.

 “Shut up!” Half of Yuan Hui’s face has been destroyed, and now he is ugly and irritable, like a pitiful monster.

Kind Gao Ming looked back and saw that Yuan Hui was faster than him. The distance between the two was constantly shortening. What was worse was that Yuan Hui had a helper!

The shadow swayed back and forth on the face. Yuan Hui and his two teammates saw Gao Ming hanging under the lamp in the center of the living room. There were coils of wires wrapped around his neck. The entire face showed a kind of purple color, and his eyes were bulging. , die with eyes closed.

"Go away!" Yuan Hui's mental state was very unstable. He stuffed the tip of the knife into the crack of the door: "Gao Ming, don't you want to make up for your mistakes? You hypocritical coward, didn't you say you would Reflect on your mistakes?"

 “Bang!”

The fourth door was violently broken by Yuan Hui. He entered the house shouting. As the lights were turned on, his distorted expression froze on his face, and the abusive words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

 The hanged corpse swayed together with the pendulum of the clock. Yuan Hui's hand holding the knife tightened and then slowly relaxed.

Yuan Hui's voice was full of hatred: "It's obviously going to succeed soon, but every time something goes wrong because of you!"

"Don't talk nonsense." The tall security guard also took out the fragments of the photo from his body. He was worried about the changes in the body, and used a knife to cut off the connection between the bones of the body's feet and hands: "The next target is Wanjie. ”

 “It’s broken!” The kind-hearted Gao Ming ran into the corridor, and the ordinary Gao Ming who had hidden in advance waved to him, and the two hid in a room.

The blade of the knife struck the wooden door on the left. Yuan Hui violently destroyed the door panel like a mad dog. He looked into the dark room.

Another tall East District security officer also took out a knife: "The fragments of the photo had penetrated into his chest. It seems that he has been completely affected by the hatred entangled in the photo."

With a cruel smile on his face, Yuan Hui looked at the rooms on both sides of the corridor. He touched the door with his blood-stained fingers: "Why didn't you run away? Why did you start hiding like a mouse? The pain you brought me, I I will pay you back tenfold.”

Entering the house, Yuan Hui cut off the wires and threw Gao Ming's body in the hallway.

Yuan Hui’s teammates appeared on the other side of the corridor. The two people frowned. They felt that Yuan Hui was making too much noise.

"It's done! It really has a high life! One of our three hunting targets has been eliminated!" After the photo left the body, the female security guard finally no longer had to endure the sting, and her expression softened: "It's really quite good. It's easy. If we were outside, the three of us combined wouldn't be a high-definition opponent. Fortunately, Lord Jingtuo made a deal with the 'god' here behind the General Administration's back..."

The female security guard sighed softly. In order to ensure that his men could hunt down the target at all costs, Lord Jingtuo tampered with the fragments of the photo. "You have no idea what I've been through. It doesn't hurt to stand and talk. You are just like those high-school students! If you don't act when you witness bullying, then you are accomplices!"

 “Suicide?” The female security guard’s eyelids twitched, and the tall teammate also looked shocked.

 The female security guard suddenly realized something and immediately closed her mouth.

 Kicking the door fiercely, Yuan Hui opened another room: "Hide! Keep hiding!"

"Really dead? You hanged yourself because of guilt and self-blame?" The tall security guard still couldn't believe it: "What a cruel way of introspection. Our target was killed by you."

"The footsteps disappeared?" Yuan Hui came to the upper floor and looked at the corridor that suddenly became quiet: "Have you hidden it?"

"Gao Ming, do you know? I actually don't hate Wang Jie and Xi Shan that much. Even Qian Junran who once laughed at me, I didn't pay much attention to. Only you, you are obviously not as good as me, why are you being excluded?" You are not the one being bullied!" The knife hit the wooden door, and Yuan Hui put his hand into the wound: "Situ An and Zhuo Jun imprisoned my wife and girlfriend. They promised me that as long as I can trick all Class 13 into Hande Private Academy, after completing the ceremony, will return the person I love most to me, and will also give me endless money and the position of director of the Eastern District Investigation Bureau."

“Keep your voice down, you will attract other people.” There were other security personnel in the room where Yuan Hui was, and there were wounds on each of their arms.

"Keep your voice down." A female security guard reminded: "You hate him so much. Why didn't you kill him the last time you met him alone outside? Is it because you were afraid of the ghost in him?"

Yuan Hui was still a little confused, but at this time there was another strange noise in the corridor.

"Isn't it here?" The first room from the left in the corridor was empty. Yuan Hui looked at the second room. He had completely taken the initiative and was not so anxious now.

The tip of the knife was inserted into the crack of the door. Yuan Hui's movements became larger and larger. He opened three doors in a row. When he reached the fourth door, the two teammates couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to stop him.

Before she could finish speaking, the fragments of the photo in her wound flowed out along with her blood and fell directly into the corpse's chest like a piranha smelling the smell of blood.

"But his body temperature is very low, and the marks on his neck are a bit wrong." Without Yuan Hui's permission, the female security guard directly cut the chest of Gaoming's corpse with a knife, and then attached the wound on her arm to On the chest of the corpse: "God Jingtuo said that the black and white photo of the deceased in our body is of high life. If the corpse is really high of life, it will resonate with the photo of the deceased..."

Wan Jie, who had obtained the clay sculpture of the god, was running upstairs, with his grandma chasing after him. In order to escape, Wan Jie thought of various ways. Unfortunately, he was very restricted in the building, and he consumed most of his energy just to prevent the memory from passing away.

"Big man, carry Gao Xing's corpse on your back. Let's go and take a look." Yuan Hui gradually calmed down after putting the fragments of the photo into the chest of the corpse. He always felt that something was not right, but there were more important things to do now. Do it.

 (End of this chapter)