Chapter 90 Horrible Beheading
He finally remembered that he was really dead.
He received this horrible prop for a prank that day.
When he unboxed the item, he was shocked by the blood on the severed head. The soft texture of the skull and the clear human skin texture gave him a creepy feeling.
It looks exactly like a real head.
Except that I can't breathe.
He resisted the urge to throw it away; after all, it was very expensive and he couldn't afford the compensation if it broke.
When he had finally prepared himself mentally and was no longer so nervous, he began to look into it in detail.
The head was so lifelike, with a pair of bulging and bursting eyeballs that looked as if they were about to fall out. The pale face had a bluish tint, and one could even see clear skin textures.
It is truly a customization for the rich.
I don't know why I always receive such weird orders until I take off my pants and take a shit.
The rich bride who had insisted that they play the roles of the Seven Fairies last time, was very satisfied with the outcome of her wedding, so she introduced her best friend who was getting married soon to them.
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and the best friends of a rich man are naturally also rich people.
Or should we say that her best friend is even richer, and can be described as spending money like water.
Otherwise, I wouldn't spend 100,000 yuan to customize such a strange prop.
Of course the ideas are even more bizarre.
It can even be said to be unbelievable.
The rich bride's best friend requested a Chinese-style wedding and used scary props to test the groom's courage on the wedding day.
This means that their wedding scene may turn into a haunted scene.
I don’t know what the guests who were having dinner would think.
I came here to attend a wedding, but it turned into a horror house of escape room.
But the bride didn't care about the lives of those people.
She didn't even care about the groom's life or death because she didn't take off her pants to poop.
Anyway, as long as you feel good, that's all.
I don't know how big the psychological shadow will be for the groom after the wedding.
What else can I do?
Of course, this is not something he needs to consider.
He is responsible for taking the money and doing the work. If the bride asks for a lot of money, it will be enough to kill him.
Not to mention customizing a scary human head, you can even let him dress up as a ghost or a corpse and step on a few feet.
They are so poor now!
Without taking off pants, he carefully placed the bloody props on the table covered with white paper.
He stared and observed for a long time. The more he looked, the more creepy he felt. He felt as if the eyeball was looking at him 180 degrees.
It made him feel a little cold on his back, but he didn't know what the effect would be if he used it to scare people.
The bride said that if they failed to scare the groom, they would only get a small portion of the money they spent on planning the wedding.
If that happens, forget about making money, even just getting back the cost will be exorbitant!
But if their plan can scare the bride and the guests, they will receive a six-figure reward.
I can only say that I was given too much without taking off my pants to poop!
In order to test the effect of this prop, he deliberately found two good friends after get off work that day to discuss the plan.
By the time they finished their discussion, it was already dark outside.
I took a look at the sky outside without taking off my pants to take a shit. The last ray of sunset light disappeared into the clouds.
The whole sky darkened.
The timing was perfect.
He found an excuse that he had to go to the restroom urgently, and hurriedly squatted at the stairs with his props.
Just wait for the two unaware people to come out, scare them a bit, and see their reaction.
I admit that I have a little mischievous mentality when I poop without taking off my pants.
The startup capital of their studio was not much, and the office was rented in an old apartment building.
This apartment building has a good location because it is close to shops on the street, so many owners rent out their houses to others as studios.
Because the price is much cheaper than ordinary commercial office buildings, and the location is good, many small studios with insufficient funds have opened here.
However, because the rent is cheap, property maintenance is very limited.
The apartment building is in disrepair, the stairway lights are often broken, as are the elevators.
Especially on their floor, they had moved in only half a year ago, but the stair light had broken down no less than five times, and they had to climb the stairs more than a dozen times.
The stairs of the apartment building are narrow and dim. If the lights are not turned on during the day, it feels like dusk when walking inside.
There was only one tiny window on the entire staircase, letting in a little light.
Now it was already completely dark outside, and there was no light at all in the stairs.
If this atmosphere wasn't enough, the broken staircase light flickered and added a bit of weirdness.
In this defenseless state, Bluehair and Greenhair walked out of the studio arm in arm.
They originally wanted to wait for Huangmao to go together, but Huangmao said he had diarrhea and couldn't leave for a while, so the two of them packed up their things and left first.
As soon as the two came out, they saw flashing lights in the dark corridor.
Lanmao couldn't help but curse.
"This damn place has broken lights or broken elevators all the time. Once we finish this job, we'll move to another place. I'm fed up with this place. Last time the stairs broke, I had to climb all the way to the thirteenth floor, and the lights on five of the floors were broken. I couldn't even see the stairs clearly, and I almost lost my life a few times because of a slip."
Green Hair said, "Alas, there is nothing we can do. Who asked others to lower their prices and charge lower property fees? We are still in the initial stage. Once we are stable, we can naturally move to another place..."
As Green Hair spoke, he walked to the elevator and pressed the button.
The elevator went up very slowly, as usual.
Blue and Green were chatting while waiting for the elevator, when suddenly...
Green Hair felt something behind him, tapping his back again and again.
At first he thought it was his friend's hand, but when he lowered his eyes, he saw that both of his friend's hands were clearly placed in front of his body.
What was that thing that hit him?
He subconsciously reached back and felt something sticky, and a strong, pungent smell of blood penetrated directly into his nostrils.
Green Hair turned around suddenly and saw, under the flickering light, a head with a bloody face smiling at him weirdly.
The exploded eyeballs and the dark and pale face showed that he was not a living person.
The most important thing is!
There was no body below the face and neck, only bloody and sticky liquid dripping down.
"Ahhh, there's a ghost!"
Green Hair let out a shrill scream.
Then he grabbed the blue-haired cat and ran to the stairs next to him.
Just then the elevator dinged and the door opened.
Before Bluehair could react, he turned around and saw through the dim light inside the elevator a dark figure standing there holding a severed head.