This actor is full of tricks.

Chapter 28 Your illness is too serious

In the pitch-black basement, Huang Yong huddled beside a car, looking around in horror.

He and Duan Fei also got separated, and now he was left alone.

This made him, who was already a little frightened, even more frightened. His legs went weak and he dared not move a step.

But just now, the ghost wall disappeared inexplicably, but he didn't dare to shout for help, for fear that it was a trap set by the evil.

He even felt that there were strange shadows hidden in those dark cars.

After a few minutes, he heard sounds coming from the second floor below ground, as if someone was fighting. Not long after, it turned into sounds of chasing. He could also faintly hear words like "a doctor's heart is kind" and "performing surgery".

"Could it be a doctor ghost? It's possible. After all, the security guard said that the ghost's face was covered with knife wounds. It's possible that they were cut with a scalpel."

"It looks like Duan Fei and the others are fighting that Doctor Gui. Should I go and help?"

Huang Yong listened carefully, looking conflicted.

To be honest, he was very scared. There was still some distance from here to the passage to the basement floor. What if something strange happened during this time?

Soon, all the sounds faded away and the parking lot was silent.

Lose or win?

Huang Yong pricked up his ears and found that there was indeed no movement. The smell of decay in the air had become much lighter, and the entire parking lot seemed to have become brighter.

Did we win?

He carefully stuck his head out and used the car body to cover his body.

There was nothing strange on the underground first floor, and a safety sign leading to the passage on the underground second floor a hundred meters away was emitting a faint green light.

Do you want to go down and take a look?
Huang Yong looked at the sign, his throat moved and he swallowed.

Finally, he decided to go down and take a look.

"Just observe from the entrance of the passage on the second floor below ground. If anything seems amiss, run upstairs immediately!"

He made up his mind, crouched down, and moved towards the entrance of the passage one step at a time. He even breathed much more lightly, worried that any noise would attract the monster hiding in the dark.

Fortunately, he had no danger along the way. When he reached the entrance of the passage, he was frightened by the headless corpse.

"I rely on!"

He almost screamed, but he covered his mouth tightly to prevent himself from making any sound.

After cautiously walking around the corpse, Huang Yong groped his way down the stairs. After he got down, he lay down behind the fire door, with half of his head exposed, looking outside.

The second basement floor is darker than the first basement floor and is filled with a pungent smell of blood. It is not the smell of human blood, but a foul odor.

"It's Guiyi's blood. Did Duan Fei and the others kill Guiyi?"

Huang Yong looked around, and when he looked at a certain place, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Who is that?"

There was a figure squatting between the two cars in front of him on the right.

The figure had its back to him, and the mottled clothes could barely be seen as a white coat, but there was not much white color left, and instead there were black ink marks everywhere.

wrong! wrong!
That's not an ink print!
It looked like blood! Black blood!

When Huang Yong saw that the ink mark was still dripping down the white coat, he finally reacted. It was clearly strange blood!

How many monsters did he kill to make a white coat look like this?

Since he killed Guiyi, this guy must be human, but who is he? Could he be a powerful person from another force who lit up the Spirit Realm?

After realizing that the other person was a human, Huang Yong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to walk out from behind the door, he heard the man in the white coat suddenly speak.

"One, two, three, four..." "Not enough, not enough..."

The voice was low and magnetic, and the figure seemed to be fiddling with something on the ground, but it was blocked and Huang Yong couldn't see clearly.

Gulu gulu...

The next moment, a shriveled woman's head rolled to the side from in front of the figure, and her deep-set eyes were staring at the direction where Huang Yong was.

"Is that... a human head?"

Huang Yong felt like he had received an electric shock. All the hairs on his back stood up. "One, two, three, four..."

"Is he counting heads?"

"This guy isn't human! He's a monster!"

"The white coat! It's that doctor who shouts about the compassionate heart of a doctor!"

Huang Yong's scalp was about to explode. He had killed so many people, and the blood of their own kind had dyed his white coat black. Just how powerful was this doctor Gui!

Under his horrified gaze, the figure slowly turned around. There was no ferocious look on that face, but instead, it was as gentle and elegant as a handsome young man.

The eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses looked at Huang Yong with excitement: "Five."

"Barely enough."

Five? What five?
Huang Yong was stunned, and his legs went weak when he came to his senses. Fear was like an invisible big hand squeezing his heart.

"This is a count of my head! He wants to take my head off!"

Without any hesitation, Huang Yong turned around and fled, without any intention of fighting at all. The aura of this doctor ghost alone was enough to prove that he, a mere level 1 person, was not someone he could fight against.

Huang Yong's heart was pounding as he heard the sound of leather heels chasing him from behind. The doctor was catching up with him!
At the same time, there was a gentle laugh behind him: "You are sick, very sick, your head is seriously mismatched with your body."

"Let me perform surgery on you."

"It's very simple, just change the head."

Hearing the terrifying whispers behind him, Huang Yong didn't dare to look back and climbed up the stairs using his hands and feet.

Head replacement? Isn't that just a dead end?
Just hearing these words made Huang Yong feel as if his spirit was polluted and he was about to collapse.

boom!
When he reached the corner of the stairs, his toes hit the step and he fell face down with a thud.

Huang Yong ignored the pain and wanted to get up and continue running.

As he fell, the sound of leather shoes came from behind him. He felt a cold hand grabbing his collar and turning him over.

Then, he saw a smiling face right in front of him. In the doctor's strange hand was a fruit knife, and the cold black blood on the knife dripped onto his face.

"You, a patient, why don't you listen to the doctor? Why are you running around?"

The doctor's smile vanished, his eyes burning with a fire called madness. The corners of his mouth widened. "Don't worry, I'm a very good doctor. Those four heads just now were all my patients, and none of them gave me a bad review."

"It won't hurt you too much."

How can I give you a bad review when the person is dead!

Huang Yong's eyes widened. The doctor's eerie voice sounded like the whispers from hell. He could no longer suppress the fear in his heart and screamed miserably.

Then Lin Jue saw this guy kick his legs, roll his eyes, and faint.

"Isn't he too timid?" He curled his lips and loosened the guy's collar. "He doesn't even have the courage to resist. How did he get into the Inspection Department?"

He faints when he's slightly frightened. With such courage, do you still have the nerve to call others cowards?

(End of this chapter)