Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Chapter 173 Be optimistic, this is life and death for condemnation

The top floor of the first ward.

There is no light here, it is very dim, gusts of wind howl in the corridor, accompanied by the sound of "creaking", it seems that a screw is loose somewhere.

At the end of the corridor is the dean's office.

A tall figure in a white coat stood here, under the pair of gold-rimmed glasses, was a pair of gray pupils, full of a strange, dead breath.

There is an ID card on the table.

king**.

He listened to the constant voices downstairs.

Indifference.

He was already analyzing the situation in his heart.

In addition to the patients, there are only two directors in the entire No. [-] ward, a supervisor, and him, the dean of the ward.

This is for privacy considerations.

Using patients for research is a taboo in hospitals.

Once it is known to the outside world, let alone the No. [-] sick building, even the Huangquan sick building, Huangquan Hospital, will be destroyed at once.

If he wanted to embrace the beauty, he couldn't expose the research here.

Today, however, an unexpected guest breaks in.

Passed the obstruction of two directors and one supervisor successively, the strength is definitely the top level at the red-clothes level, basically on the same level as him.

He weighed it.

He found that he couldn't leave behind such a terrifying ghost.

If the other party is allowed to leave, the secret of the First Sick Building will be exposed.

Suddenly.

He looked at the glass container in the office next to it, which contained a beating ghost heart.

"If you mess around at this time, you all deserve to die."

……

at the same time.

The little girl No. 15 also took the two directors up to the third floor.

The two directors immediately saw Director Zhang squatting in the corner with a bruised face and a sympathetic fellow.

The three of them made eye contact, everything was beyond words.

It was not that they chose to surrender, but that the enemy army was too strong.

"Very good, everyone is here, let's go to the top floor, this mental hospital needs a new owner."

Shen Jian said.

All the way to the top floor.

On the way, Director Ji broke the news again and again in order to atone for his crimes.

"Actually, Dean Wang is also a mental patient. He suffers from a severe disturbance of consciousness. In his cognition, black and white are reversed, and good and evil are confused... And his supernatural powers can also be combined with these distorted cognitions. Everything turned out the way he wanted it to be."

"The research in the first ward is also based on this."

"We dissect the patient, complete the research on the pathology, and then hand it over to Director Zhang for hypnosis to guide out the greatest evil in the heart and strengthen the resentment in this area without limit, so as to enhance the spirit, and even let the spirit change with us. "

"This No. 15 is one of the failures."

Hear this.

The little girl said angrily: "You are the failure, your whole family is failure."

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

Unbelievable idea.

But coming from a psychopath, that's all right.

"Hehe~"

at this time.

A thick and powerful sneer sounded.

The sound of footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

A tall figure stepped out.

Hands hold a heart.

The monstrous Yin Qi is sweeping.

The four ghosts present were all stunned.

"A failed product, an outsider, unexpectedly messed up this place."

"You guys are really trash."

The tall figure opened his mouth with a calm tone, but his words made the three Director Zhang present look terrified and kept silent.

Because it was the dean of the Huangquan sick building, the owner of the first sick building, and a top red-clothed ghost close to the ghost king level.

No one is surprised by his words.

"Are you guys going to stand by each other now?"

Dean Wang spoke.

The tone is quiet.

The three of them were sweating coldly, and the horror that belonged to the red-clothed ghosts was gone at this moment. They looked at the dean, and then at Shen Jian who was standing silently by the side, feeling extremely entangled in their hearts.

I wanted to walk over, but I recalled the fear of being dominated by the mourning stick.

Don't go, the dean's fear is also deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"I understand, Director He, you are the latest to come to the No. [-] sick building. Maybe you haven't established your understanding of me yet. Let me let you experience what deep-rooted fear is."

Dean Wang looked at the youngest director, and said quietly: "Director He, is your head still on your own? I think your head should be in my hands."

He opened his mouth.

The young director was already full of fear. The other party was actually using his supernatural powers to deal with him, and all his supernatural powers, all supernatural powers... were suppressed.

Click.

In panic, his head fell directly.

Rolled to the ground.

The young director's rolled head stared at the ghost heart in Dean Wang's hand.

It's this ghost heart.

Otherwise, at the same red-clothed level, how could he be completely suppressed in a single contest, even losing his head.

Although not dead.

But it also suffered unimaginable losses.

The little girl No. 15 watched this scene in horror.

In a word, a red-clothed ghost that she thought was invincible immediately lost the ability to resist.

Is this the scary thing about the dean of the ward?

The so-called attack on the sick building at the beginning was really just a delusion.

With this kind of ability, the dean of the sick building is simply invincible.

"number 15."

Dean Wang looked at No. 15 again.

At this time.

Shen Jian spoke.

"Xiao Wang, don't you remember me? I'm Dean Shen."

His words attracted everyone's attention.

Dean Wang glanced over and sized him up: "Principal Shen? Who appointed you as the dean?"

"I thought about it myself. How about it? Does it sound smooth?"

Dean Wang: ...

God thought of it himself.

He also thought that the other party really had a lot of history.

The corner of Dean Wang's mouth twitched slightly, and then he looked at Shen Jian sullenly, "Outsider, you have messed up my place, and you already have a way to kill, I will satisfy you."

"Shouldn't your head be broken?"

The cold voice came out, and a trace of blood flashed in the gray pupils.

The heart in his hand was beating like a war drum, and there were loud echoes.

These are two kinds of supernatural.

One is to unconditionally suppress the supernatural power of a ghost.

One is the ghost of President Wang himself, which distorts reality.

The superposition of the two kinds of supernatural powers, even if the ghost king came, he would still have to become material on the operating table.

Shen Jian tilted his head.

For the first time in so long, he had the feeling of being attacked by a ghost.

Although the impact was minimal, it did affect him.

Shen Jian stepped forward and walked step by step.

Dean Wang's pupils shrank.

invalid?

How could it be invalid.

"Damn it, you died a long time ago. In a medical accident last night, someone cut your belly open, cut your heart, cut your throat, and even your limbs were disintegrated."

"I remember it clearly."

"Outsider, you shouldn't be able to move, you... are already a dead person."

Dean Wang was more serious than ever, and described in detail an extremely complete death scene.

His ghost can distort reality, as long as he can deceive himself, then everything he said will come true.

In his heart, he had already decided that Shen Jian was a dead person.

But right now.

The dead man is moving.

And there is nothing unusual about him.

"No, that's impossible. What kind of monster are you!"

Dean Wang's eyes were filled with blood and tears, he looked crazy, his gray pupils were covered with bloodshot eyes, everything in his imagination was completely different from reality, and this would destroy his hard-earned cognition.

The only result of the collapse is a crash.

Shen Jian stopped.

Tsk.

"Xiao Wang, don't struggle. How dare you, a mental patient, be so disrespectful to me, the self-appointed dean?"

"Is it right to judge someone's death, then let me show you what it means to judge someone's death."

Shen Jian took out a booklet from his body.

[Strange Thing - Book of Life and Death (Judge Exclusive)]

【introduce:? ? ? 】

He took out another pen holder.

[Strange Thing—Judge Pen (Exclusively for Judge)]

【introduce:? ? ? 】

"Xiao Wang, this is called condemning life and death."

talking.

Shen Jian turned to the first page of the book of life and death.

A little ecstasy.

Looking like a madman, Dean Wang, who seemed to be suffering from cognitive impairment, suddenly trembled and fell straight to the ground.

Everything was silent.

A top-notch red-clothed ghost that was close to the level of the ghost king fell into a dead state without a sound.

Dean Wang, died.

(End of this chapter)