I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

After Jones sensed that there was no sound in the corridor, he walked out of the operating room.

He had to go back to the lighted area, and then follow Zhang Yangqing's instructions to determine where the exit was by looking at the chandelier on the ceiling.

The entrance was still dark, so Jones and the mentally ill security guard returned the same way they had come.

It’s not that Jones is disloyal. Even if he wanted to find the mentally ill fighter, he wouldn’t have so much time.

The battery level of his cell phone has dropped below 20%, and he will be in danger if he doesn't go out.

Late at night, in the cold and dark corridor of the general hospital, every step had to be taken so cautiously, trying not to make any noise, and it was easy to trip over obstacles.

This resulted in a somewhat slow pace, like a blind man groping in the dark, and the psychotic security guard asked Jones if he should turn on the flashlight.

Jones thought about it and decided that this would not work, so he had to speed up, so he turned on the flashlight.

Sure enough, with the light of the flashlight, they easily bypassed obstacles in the dark and their speed increased a lot.

Jones breathed a sigh of relief when he arrived at the lighted area.

But the rules of this place have been broken and chaos still occurs.

When they were almost at the exit, they heard footsteps around the corner behind them.

Jones and the mentally ill security guard quickly hid in the room while the people behind them were not paying attention.

As expected, it was that group of powerful and weird caregivers who came over.

Peeking out through the crack in the door, they had captured the short, mentally ill fighter and were taking him to another location for trial.

Even though he is a fighter, he is like a little chicken in front of this group of powerful and weird caregivers.

The psychotic fighter looked disheartened, he knew that only death was waiting for him.

Jones really wanted to help his teammates, but there was really no way he could do so. He would be dead if he went out.

The mentally ill security guard was also afraid that Jones would get angry, so he put his hands on his shoulders.

Jones noticed this and nodded to show that he understood, and the mentally ill security guard felt relieved.

When several strange caregivers approached, they leaned against the door with their backs, not daring to breathe.

The kind of pressure that almost makes the heart stop quickly passed through this place.

Here both Jones and the psychotic security guard made a mistake, a fatal mistake.

There were five caregivers chasing them, and only three of them just passed by.

Even if you don't dare to look, you should be able to tell from the sound of footsteps.

As long as we make this judgment, we can analyze that there are still two people who have not come yet.

Information and rules exist everywhere in the world of ghost stories. Even in the face of such a desperate situation, it all depends on the judgment of the chosen ones.

Jones couldn't make a judgement, so after these strange caregivers left, the two of them walked out.

But after taking just two steps, they were dumbfounded. Why did they hear footsteps behind them?

This time the footsteps were also around the corner, but they were now in an empty corridor with nowhere to hide.

Just like that, the two strange caregivers behind them successfully met them.

This triggered their attack rules, and they chased Jones and the psychotic security guard like crazy.

This time they seemed even more violent than last time, and strange whispers came out of their mouths, as if they were unhappy with the way Jones had just played a trick on them.

Bangta! Bang tower!
The sound of violent footsteps echoed in the corridor again.

After running for less than five minutes, the mentally ill security guard suddenly stopped and Jones also showed a desperate expression.

Last time, they still had the energy to run, and they had the help of a psychotic fighter.

This time there were pursuers behind and blockades in front.

Not long after he ran away, he encountered three strange nurses who had taken the mentally ill fighter away. Now, Jones was doomed.

The captured psychopathic fighter thought the two of them had escaped, but he didn't expect that they were also blocked. Now the exploration team is going to be completely wiped out.

"I still have some flour you gave me. I'm going to use the trick you taught me. To be on the safe side, I'm going to pretend to be caught and try to hit the two behind me. You can take the opportunity to slip through my crotch and run."

The mentally ill security guard reacted quickly. In this desperate situation, he used his own life to buy Jones a chance to survive.

But at this critical moment, Jones seemed to be "offline", stayed where he was, and stopped the mentally ill security guard with his hands.

The mentally ill security guard angrily said: "It's already this late"

Before he could finish his words, a huge surge of energy hit him.

There was a strong light emanating from behind, making it impossible to look directly at it.

Bang!
The terrifying energy swept through the entire corridor, making a deafening roar.

In the air, energy fluctuations surged like waves, rolling up the surrounding dust and debris, creating chaos.

Under the impact of this energy, the two hidden monsters emitting terrifying black energy turned into a blood mist.

"It's over. I told you to run but you didn't. Now neither of us can run away."

The light disappeared and the dust dispersed.

The mentally ill security guard began to despair as he looked at the handsome young man covered in golden light.

In his eyes, the guy in front of him was the most terrifying existence in the world, the irresistible god of death.

He had never seen such a powerful energy body. It was beyond his understanding.

Things like lime may be useless to the person in front of me.

But Jones patted the mentally ill security guard on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, you don't have to run this time. This handsome guy Zhang is my friend and the one who sent me the message."

This sudden reversal scared even the mentally ill security guard.

What the hell? This guy is actually a rescuer?

Jones walked over excitedly, greeted Zhang Yangqing and asked him why he was here.

For some reason, the moment Zhang Yangqing appeared, Jones's inner fear disappeared immediately. It seemed that no one felt safer than Zhang Yangqing.

He no longer cared much about even the dangerous situations around him.

It’s not that Jones let his guard down, it’s just that as long as this guy is around, there’s really nothing to be wary of.

Hearing Jones' words, Zhang Yangqing replied casually: "I saw that you were late, and guessed that something might happen to you, so I came down to check. But then again, can you guys talk directly?"

"Yes, the rules I got didn't say we can't talk here. It's just that if my phone runs out of battery, something bad will happen to me. Don't tell me you can't talk where you were originally?"

"That's right. The rules over there are very troublesome."

Zhang Yangqing didn't tell the whole story, after all, there were 'other people' here.

What if these people break the rules and get themselves killed?

Zhang Yangqing was confident in the beautiful designer because he had already determined that she was in the same camp as him and they had a good relationship.

Jones and himself are both chosen ones, and we have the same goal, so there won’t be any big problems.

There are five other people around, so sometimes you can't say anything careless.

From beginning to end, the mentally ill security guard next to him did not dare to approach Zhang Yangqing, but he felt that the aura of Zhang Yangqing was very familiar.

"Who is this?" Jones looked at the beautiful designer beside Zhang Yangqing without any bubbles.

(End of this chapter)