Chapter 252: Xia Yang's Time
The blood rained on the human head. The ghost tattoo on the security member was torn apart. Gong Xi swallowed the female ghost with the blade into his stomach. The walls and floor turned into flesh. After Gong Xi combined with the haunted house of Situ An’s kid, the place he stayed would turn into mutated flesh after he was there for a prolonged period of time.
“Have you seen a beautiful woman at the hospital? She looks… like this.” Gao Ming took out a black-and-white wedding picture. It was very scary. Gao Ming held the picture between his fingers. Gong Xi held up the security member’s head.
“She… She has been taken away by my team leader. She was sent into the tattoo ghost’s home and pulverised into meat paste. She was turned into tattoo paint and would be inked on our bodies.” The security member grinned as he said that.
“Are you trying to get me to be angry and track down your team leader?” Gao Ming put the picture away. His fingers held the man’s almost-shattered head. Gong Xi tightened his grip, and the sound of bone crunching came. The security member’s head fell beside the head of the horror game player. The four eyes met, and their gazes were filled with fear.
“The chance of Xuan Wen being caught is high. Since you knew Situ An’s last effects are here, the people from the investigation centre would know about that as well. They will not give up on this opportunity. They’ll do everything to seal up the hospital.” Xia Yang needled while Gao Ming’s emotions were unstable. “Zhang Ding is organising the shadow world, and he has to guard that door. How can you face the entirety of the centre on your own? Let me help you. It’s not that I want to come out, but you need me.”
The sound of fighting attracted the attention of the other security members. The others who stayed to guard the first floor walked out of the wards. Each of them had bloody arms. Their exposed skin showcased different kinds of ghost tattoos.
“I finally understand why the centre’s uniform is pure black in colour.”
“Why?” The man closest to Gao Ming looked at his vibrating blood band and asked nonchalantly.
“That way, blood won’t be obvious on it.” Just at that moment, Gong Xi closed his hands. The walls that had been turned into flesh closed in from both sides. Simultaneously, gunshots echoed everywhere. Holes appeared on the flesh walls, and the scent of meat floated out. If Gong Xi hadn’t reacted quickly, Gao Ming would have been riddled with holes already.