Chapter 39 Sleep Sanatorium: Overt and Covert Conflict

Author: Bai Siam conductor

The buses parked in a parking lot about fifty meters away from the sanatorium. All the patients on each bus rushed to get out of the bus, eager to get into the sanatorium to find out what was going on.

Because no one had told them before that the sanatorium they were going to was on the topmost pointed tower of the new city!

Looking at the tower up close and looking at it from a distance, the mood of the tower was completely different. Before this, most of them had not dared to dream of climbing the pointed tower, let alone staying in the new city for a long time.

Now, this splendid Western-style church-like building in front of them is going to be their temporary residence. Who doesn't start to praise the generosity and mercy of the new city government for this?

The circle of light that looks like a pearl necklace is actually four strings of lights surrounding the neck of the pointed tower. At night, when the light circle is down, the entire parking lot and the one-hectare area around the pointed tower are illuminated.

Like daytime.

(A square block extending 50 meters in the east, west, north and south directions, with a side length of 50×2=100 meters, covers an area of ​​10,000 square meters that can be covered by the row of lights)

After the team got off the car one after another, all the patients, a total of 129 people, lined up in 13 small lines according to the clinic numbers on the name tags on their chests, standing in the parking lot waiting for people from the nursing home to come and claim them.

I don't know if it was Chong Jun's illusion, but he felt like a domestic pet that was placed in a display cabinet in a pet shop and allowed to be commented on by passers-by. Even if it was a far-fetched purchase, he could have it.

A happily ever after.

Zhang Quanrui's clinic number is 210. The queue he is in is on the right side of Mr. Chung, three queues away from him.

I saw the metal door in front of the nursing home burst open, and dozens of nurse-like figures carrying record boards and wearing masks on their faces walked out side by side.

After they exchanged a few words with the bus driver, they dispersed to the head of each queue. Each of them led a team of patients and entered in batches through the side door of the nursing home.

At this moment, the sound of electricity in Mr. Chung's ears suddenly sounded again, followed by a series of hoarse intermittent tones.

He tried to adjust the intercom, but the next second he heard Qiudie's voice:

"Chongjun, can you hear me?"

Mr. Chung lowered his voice, as if he had finally caught a chance to breathe, "Yeah."

"The situation here is very strange. We met the [Hanged Man] team, but not all of their members arrived. I guess the remaining two people are not looking for you and Zhang Quanrui."

"I may lose contact for a while because Qiwei was taken away by them during the plot. If I can come back alive, I will definitely get in touch with you as soon as possible, okay?"

Mr. Chung's breath froze when he heard this. His white fingertips brushed against the walkie-talkie again and again, but in the end nothing came out.

"knew."

The person on the other side seemed to sigh softly, but Mr. Chung didn't hear any reply, and the sound of electricity completely fell silent.

The number of [Hanged Man] is not even?

Mr. Chong couldn't understand, how could this be possible? When he was in the game square, he clearly saw Cherry and his men gathering in front of the 107 statue...

Could it be that…

"Mr. Chung Jun, I think you should know better than me the consequences of offending [The Hanged Man]."

Chung Jun's spiritual eyes flashed, but it was too late to hide. His waist seemed to be tightened by something, which directly cut through the belt around his waist and stuck tightly to his abdomen.

The patient standing directly in front of him turned around and closed the third panel.

The facial features of the Hanged Cherry Man were like rolling lava under the mask, which seeped out in an instant and covered the entire face of the patient in front of him.

"What? You were distracted this time and couldn't use your skills to recognize me?"

Mr. Chung's hand knife glowed with bright white fluorescence, and he was about to stab the cherry, but was suddenly stopped by the restraints around his waist.

"Chongjun, if you don't want to be cut in half here, I advise you to listen to our boss."

The person who spoke was another patient behind him. The two crescent knives in this person's hands were like vise, pinning Mr. Chung to the right and left.

Mr. Chung snorted coldly, "In that case, I should be grateful. You ignored the battle between 107 and [Flying Ship] and came to [Sleep Nursing Home] to snipe me."

"The dungeon rooms starting with number 2 are basically single-player operations, just for newcomers like you. However, UNO may have overestimated you. Anyone who can find teammates with just one dungeon is either a dark horse, or it is easy.

An idiot who was deceived and abducted."

Cherry glanced at the nurse who was still counting the number of people, then turned to Chung Jun and said, "There is no need for us to appear in the team battle in 107. After all, the top priority now is to clean up you, the key criminal who makes me uncomfortable.

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Then he waved to another teammate, "Gu Yan, do it."

Chung Jun felt the scimitar at his waist tighten a little, and he heard Gu Yan respond from behind. The man leaned into his ear and said, "I'm sorry, sir, the boss asked me to entertain you well and don't let you die."

It’s too painful.”

Zhang Quanrui, who was three lines away, was following the nurse towards the nursing home. He originally wanted to turn around and take care of Chung Jun, but when he looked for Chung Jun in the queue, he found that he was being attacked from both sides and was in danger.

Zhang Quanrui was startled and quickly pressed the skill button on the panel.

"Ding dong!"

As soon as the beep on Chung Jun's panel rang, he looked up and met Zhang Quanrui's anxious gaze.

However, he just shook his head and saw large beads of sweat slipping from his temples and rolling into the collar of his uniform along his clear jawline, but there was still an unexplained smile on his lips.

Zhang Quanrui has always been open-minded in his heart. He knows that there is a right between life and death. If he fights to die for his teammates, he will face it calmly if he has to do it. He thinks that Chung Jun can obviously save a life through his panel switch, but he doesn't know that Maomao has no choice but to face it calmly.

I don't want him to die on my behalf.

What's more, Mr. Chung narrowed his eyes, and he still had a chip in his hand.

"Hey, why are you still looking around? Hurry up and follow the team!" The nurse leading the team grabbed Zhang Quanrui's ear and dragged him away like a child.

Zhang Quanrui: "I'm going to go by myself, don't pull your ears!" (Pain Mask)

"Mr. Chung, if you have any last words, just say it. Don't worry, I will definitely send someone to convey it to the [flying ship], so that the captain can fully understand the despair you felt before your death." Cherry smiled and slowly took a step away.

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"Move gently, don't splash the dirty blood on me."

The scimitar in Gu Yan's hand suddenly tightened, and Chung Jun grunted, clenching his fists tightly without any sign of resistance.

[Player Chung Jun’s health is rapidly declining, please stay away from the danger zone immediately! 】

[The player's health continues to decrease, and the remaining health is 103!]

The two swords struck Mr. Chung's pelvis, and blood dripped on his feet. The patients around him could even hear the muffled sound of the machete rubbing against the bones, but the person involved had a smile on his face, and even Cherry felt that

The scene in front of me is somewhat scary.

[The player's health continues to decrease, and the remaining health is 86!]

"Sorry to borrow it, I'm looking for my friend."

Gu Yan's eyes glowed red from the sight of blood, but there was a sudden and inexplicable push from behind, interrupting his sadistic pleasure.

As soon as Wang Shilin took two steps forward, he was stunned by what he saw, and his legs suddenly became weak.

His beauty is like an unearthed sculpture that is ready to be slaughtered. It should have stayed in the sacred hall to bathe in the sun, but now it has fallen into the hands of robbers and bandits, and is about to be drained of blood and cut into pieces!

It's now!

Chung Jun took advantage of the moment when Gu Yan's anger was transferred to Wang Shilin and squatted down suddenly.

The scimitar grazed his back, followed by his shoulder blades. He leaned on his slender upper body and managed to break free from the confinement of the two swords!

[The player's health is rapidly declining, and the remaining health is 51!]

Cherry roared and rushed forward, "Idiot! Kill him!"

Chun Jun flew up and landed on Gu Yan's chin, causing the latter's jaw to dislocate.

Gu Yan was startled, he let go of the scimitar with both hands, and held his shaky chin, tears streaming down his face from the pain.

Mr. Chung, on the other hand, slid the shovel over, caught the crescent knife firmly, and treated the other person in his own way, attacking Gu Yan from both sides.

The cat's pupils suddenly shrank, shining with a cunning light.

"I don't know the consequences of offending [The Hanged Man], but I know the consequences of offending me, which will probably be even more uncomfortable."

It’s considered a May Day welfare(?)
Chapter completed!