The Strong Who Came Out of the Mental Hospital

"Have you got it?"

"got it."

"Hidden?"

"Crotch."

"That's really safe."

"Well, it's really safe."

After the raid by Old Man Zhang, the decoration workers were very cautious and watched the surroundings when nothing happened.

It is dangerous to come to a mental hospital.

If it were not for the high price, he would not come.

no way.

Just have a meal.

Even if it's a mental hospital, how can I still be hammered to death inexplicably?

Before he came, he thought so.

Now...

It's better to be careful.

Finished the work quickly, received the money, ate a bowl of spicy and scorching, and was shocked.

After a meeting.

"what!"

The decorator looked through the toolbox and was very puzzled. Where did the hammer in the box go? He remembered bringing it out. He had seen it before.

He grabbed his head and wondered if he just took it out for use and forgot to put it back.

Get up and look for it.

"Where did it go?"

"There are still thieves in the mental hospital?"

As he was thinking about this matter, a very dull voice came from his ear.

"what sound?"

He stood in the corridor and looked towards the end of the corridor. If he heard him correctly, the voice came from afar.

Curiosity is a special way for human beings to die.

Just like him.

Hearing the dull voice, I couldn't help but curiosity in my heart.

Gradually.

The dull sound coming to my ears became louder and clearer.

He can guarantee.

It's definitely ahead.

Until he walked to the door of a room, the dull sound was so loud.

He looked inside curiously.

Just a glance made the decoration workers shiver and chill like thunder.

Inside the gloomy room, the curtains were pulled up, leaving only a gap

The faint light made him see something he shouldn't see.

Someone was lying there, and another was holding something and slammed on the other person. With the help of weak light, he found that the thing was his lost hammer.

boom!

boom!

There was blood spattering, and the ground was splashed.

Old Man Zhang seemed to notice that someone had seen it, and slowly raised his head.

In the gloomy room, a ray of light shone on the old man's mouth and chin, and most of his body was hidden in the dark, and a trace of silhouette could be seen looming.

The corner of the old man's mouth conjured up a piercing smile.

"you saw it."

The decorator was shaking, his legs trembling violently, and there was an unknown liquid flowing down the trousers.

Puff!

He sat on the ground, his expression gradually changed from curiosity to horror, and his pupils exuded horror.

"what!"

"Killed."

"Mental illness killed someone."

"Help."

The decorator shouted loudly, and ran into the distance. There was no one to chase him, but he kept hitting the walls and patted the closed doors.

There are some unidentified nurses who are very puzzled.

When did you have another mental illness? Looking at this symptom, it seems that you have persecuted delusions. This type is a bit dangerous and very aggressive.

This incident disturbed Dean Hao.

The decorator who came here to make repairs was so scared that he wanted to see who was so bold.

Only when passing by ward 666.

Seeing that the two were not there, his complexion changed a lot, and he hurriedly walked towards the end of the corridor.

Sa!

Dean Hao brought in the nurses, opened the curtains, and the room became brighter.

I saw Lin Fan and Zhang Old Man sitting on a long stainless steel table, their feet off the ground, shaking their legs, drinking soy milk.

It was scattered all over the ground.

"What are you doing?" Dean Hao asked, at a safe distance to prevent danger.

"Drink Coke."

"Drink Sprite."

Dean Hao observed the surrounding situation and found nothing unusual.

The frightened decoration worker gradually calmed down under the comfort of the caregiver. He was really frightened. Seeing that there were no blood stains in the house, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He swears to heaven.

In the future, whoever invites him to come to the mental hospital for repairs will definitely slap and slap him. No matter how much money is given, Lao Tzu will not go, unless it is doubled.

"Dean Hao, I can't do this job. Return the hammer to me and I will leave." said the decoration worker.

"hammer?"

Dean Hao frowned. This is a very lethal item. It is very dangerous to stay in a mental hospital. There were once mental patients holding inflatable hammers on the heads of nurses.

Said to hit the mole.

If it's a real thing, it's a bloodshed.

Dean Hao looked around, finally his gaze stayed at Lin Fan's crotch, took a deep breath, moved slowly, came to Lin Fan, stretched out his hand, and said solemnly:

"Take things out."

Lin Fan blinked and said calmly: "I didn't take it."

"Then what is this?" Dean Hao said.

Lin Fan lowered his head and found that the hammer was cocked, pushing his pants high.

Lin Fan opened his crotch, glanced down, let go, and said, "Hammer."

"Bring it."

"Oh."

Lin Fan reached into his crotch and took out the hammer.

Some female nurses around showed disappointment.

It turned out to be a hammer...

Dean Hao moved his heel back to get ready to run, "throw the hammer on the ground."

"You come and get it."

"Be obedient, throw it to the ground."

"Don't throw it, come and get it."

Suddenly.

The two were deadlocked.

Dean Hao felt that the danger was a bit high. No matter what, he had to bring the hammer over, but now that the hammer was held by a mental patient, the lethality was a bit scary.

Today is February 29th.

He doesn't want to spend his birthday in the hospital tomorrow, March 1.

"Okay, I'll come and get it."

"I believe you are a good boy."

Dean Hao took a deep breath and stared at Lin Fan's innocent eyes. He leaned his body and stretched out his hand slowly, his heart beating very fast, until he touched the handle of the hammer and squeezed the handle of the hammer, then he was relieved.

"Good boy."

No one knows what he experienced in just a few seconds.

He is only over fifty.

It was impossible to have gray hair.

But if the spirit is tense for a long time, you can understand why.

Snapped!

Snapped!

The nurses applaud.

"The dean is great."

"The Dean is a hero, if it were me, I would definitely not dare."

Dean Hao smiled, the rainbow farts of young people made him very comfortable.

"Okay, let's all go back to their respective posts. The danger is lifted, and the lost items are recovered. Let's go."

Inside the room.

Only Lin Fan and Old Man Zhang drank soy milk, shaking their legs, leisurely.

"What's the date today?" Lin Fan asked.

Old man Zhang rolled up his sleeves, looked at the watch drawn on his wrist and said, "How about it, Rolex."

"How much did you buy?"

"Several millions, drizzle, I'll give you one next time."

"Well, what's the date?"

"March 7th."

Lin Fan said calmly: "In another twelve months, I will leave for a while."

Old man Zhang reluctantly said: "Ah, you are leaving, where are you going, can you take me, you know me, you can't do without me, they don't believe in you, only I believe in you."

Talking and talking.

Old man Zhang squatted on the ground, holding Lin Fan's thigh, and said pitifully, "You must take me, okay."

Lin Fan looked down at Old Man Zhang, cracked the corners of his mouth, and smiled: "Okay, no problem."

Old man Zhang drank soy milk happily, "This liquor is really sweet."

"This is soy milk."

"Coke?"

"Sprite."