Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

The dark basement only has white lamps on the walls, so that the entire space is not so dark that one cannot see the way, nor is it so bright that it dispels the depressing atmosphere.

The creaking iron door was pushed open, and the wooden chair trembled as if it was about to burst into pieces in the next second. The person tied to the wooden chair suddenly raised his head, sometimes lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth raised from time to time, smiling infatuatedly. .

Qin Sheng frowned.

"It's always been like this."

The secretary frowned slightly in disgust at his crazy look, but when he faced Qin Sheng, he still replied respectfully: "From the time I was kidnapped until now, I have been laughing all the time. No matter what I ask, I always laugh. According to you You said, he hasn't been given food or water for three days, but he still doesn't beg for mercy and just laughs. Mr. Qin, do you think he should..."

"If you are really crazy, then it's easy." Qin Sheng interrupted him and walked a few steps forward to reach the bound man. His hair was messy, his clothes were wrinkled, and because of the lack of food and Shui's emaciated body and hoarse voice all show the torture the man has suffered.

"Alger."

Qin Sheng said his name and looked at him condescendingly: "Stop being so stubborn and tell me which company you took money from to betray me on the spot in court."

"Collect money? Hahaha..."

Alger laughed foolishly again, his messy and greasy hair making small arcs as his head moved forward and back: "I already said everything I could say at that time, it was either because of money or suddenly it was boring. I just wanted to Look at what it would be like if your shortcomings were exposed in public, and what kind of wonderful chaos it would be if those ignorant fools who have been living a false and beautiful life knew that death was so close to them."

"It turned out that their expressions were indeed funny, but... not enough."

Qin Sheng listened to his last words that turned into a murmur, his brows furrowed a little more, and he took a few steps forward and said in a low voice: "A game?"

"Maybe." Alger said, "Maybe that innocent world has really come to us, surrounding each of us with banter and killing, but this time the game planners are no longer us in high positions, but It’s those illusory rules, we are all players, no… maybe, we are not as good as players, we are just grindstones on their way forward hahahahahahaha!”

Alger became more and more excited as he spoke. Although the ropes bound his body, the wooden chair he sat on kept making creaking noises as he swayed almost crazily, as if he was about to break through the geographical prison. The demon bared its fangs.

Qin Sheng turned his head and said: "Electric shock."

The burly man in a suit who had been waiting for orders took out an electric prod from his pocket and hit Alger's exposed skin violently. The strong electric current spread along the skin to his limbs and bones. His body kept twitching and his eyelids kept rolling up to expose his body. The godless Bai Ren was foaming at the mouth.

It wasn't until his weak hands dropped that Qin Sheng raised his hands to signal to stop. Alger was breathing heavily and had no strength to talk to him anymore. Qin Sheng ignored him and turned to the secretary, asking: "Where's the doll?"

The secretary paused, then took out a doll with the same appearance as Alger from his arms. Qin Sheng took it into his hand and looked at it carefully, weighed it again, and asked the secretary as if joking: "What do you mean here?" Death is the most unlikely thing to grow in a dark basement."