Chapter 310: Inhuman (118) (1st + 2nd) [VIP]
Xiaoying's voice scared everyone at once.
She didn't grow her nails for the convenience of her work. There was only a small piece of white nail on her fingertips, which was slightly longer than the length of her fingertips. Now these hands tightly grasped Hong Conghua's arm, making her forget what to say for a moment. There was only one thought in her mind: Xiaoying's grip was quite strong.
She usually looks gentle and kind, but his hand was so strong that it made her stagger and almost fall to the ground.
Nian Yu stood up from the side. In this situation, she didn't dare to lower her head to type and let the AI read to her. She could only hold the phone vigilantly and look forward.
Bai Jinshu and Herbisk also stood up vigilantly and stood in front of the three women.
Not far away, the yellow-haired man running towards them scratched his face in surprise: "Huh?"
He also looked confused: "No, why am I not myself?"
He pointed at himself, pulled his face, and winked at everyone: "It's absolutely true! Don't just say that, Xiaoying, you'll scare people to death if you scare them!"
"Stand back," Xiaoying lowered her voice, the vigilance in her voice almost overflowing, "He is definitely not Huangmao."
Bai Jinshu frowned slightly.
Xiaoying had never left their sight from the beginning, and Huangmao had been away from them for more than ten minutes. Judging from this situation, Huangmao was certainly more suspicious.
But if Huangmao killed the person who imitated him last night, then Huangmao today is absolutely trustworthy, and Xiaoying's sudden opening is highly suspicious.
Before Bai Jinshu could speak, he heard Herbisk's calm voice: "How can you be sure?"
"How can I..." Xiaoying paused, stamped her feet anxiously, "I am sure! I am a die-hard fan of Huangmao, I can definitely recognize whether this is him, this is the person who imitated him!"
"Hey, if you don't believe me, just come and pinch my face! It's genuine!" The yellow-haired man stood there and listened to a few words. He seemed anxious and ran towards everyone.
"Don't let him come over!" Xiaoying shouted.
"No... Damn it! What do you mean?" The yellow-haired man stood still, looking speechless. "Then tell me how I am not myself... Damn it, I actually have to prove that I am myself one day..."
"Indeed," Hong Conghua lowered his voice, "To be honest, it's not that I don't believe you, Xiaoying, but the main thing is that you mentioned that die-hard fan before, you have to tell us what's wrong with this yellow-haired guy, right?"
The sixth sense cannot be used as a criterion for judgment. It would be a bit too hasty to sentence Huangmao to death based on Xiaoying's sixth sense.
But since she said this, no one dared to rashly believe that the yellow-haired man in front of them was really the yellow-haired man.
"Xiaoying... have you been too nervous these days?" Huangmao scratched his head. "If it doesn't work, let's ask Director Qiao to take a day off. I'm really me!"
"No, he is definitely not." Xiaoying tightly grasped Hong Conghua's hand, "Don't go over there, he is not Huangmao."
"Then tell me what I am not!" The yellow-haired man looked extremely anxious. He turned around and scratched his hair and stamped his feet. He looked anxious and confused. He wanted to take out his ID card and recite the ID number to everyone. "Tell me what I am not! You don't tell me. You just say I am not. How am I not!"
"Did you meet another yellow-haired guy before? Hey, don't scare me. If you are joking, just stop talking now. I am really a little scared. He turned around for a long time and suddenly pointed the finger at Xiaoying, "Don't tell me that you are the one who is being impersonated!"
"I don't..." Xiaoying was interrupted by Bai Jinshu before she could finish her words.
"I say, have you all forgotten one thing?" Bai Jinshu silently glanced at the phone in Xiaoying's right hand, "Isn't this a good proof?"
Xiaoying's eyes lit up and she almost couldn't wait to open her phone.
After a few seconds, everyone's phone vibrated. In the group chat, Xiaoying sent a 1.
Xiaoying is real.
Hong Conghua, who was held by her, was the first to breathe a sigh of relief, and his tense body subconsciously relaxed a little.
Now that Xiaoying has proved that she is real, it is Huangmao's turn next.
Bai Jinshu looked up at Huangmao and found that he was also looking at them blankly.
It's as if he didn't even turn his head to look.
"How do I prove it?" He was stunned for a long time. "I'll recite my ID number to you?"
"Oh, that's it..." Before Hong Conghua could finish his words, Bai Jinshu suddenly pulled him.
Now Xiaoying was hanging on her right arm, and her left arm was suddenly pinched by Bai Jinshu, making her unable to move in an instant.
"Don't say it," Bai Jinshu held her arm. His hand was not strong, but surprisingly steady. He immediately stopped what Hong Conghua was about to say. "Let him think about it himself."
"This... it doesn't matter, right?" Hong Conghua whispered, "Can Huangmao's brain remember it?"
She remembered that Huangmao had forgotten it once before, and the consequences of that forgetfulness were disastrous. He was so scared by Ersi that he ran into the corridor with a kitchen knife in his hand.
yes?
Thinking of this, Hong Conghua suddenly had an idea.
Huangmao has already forgotten once, and that time he was almost chopped by Ersi, thinking he was an impostor. No matter how forgetful he is, he can't forget it a second time, right?
And even if Huangmao really forgot, he felt his phone vibrating just now, and he noticed that everyone suddenly let down their guard against Xiaoying, so he should have remembered something, right?
She paused for a moment as she opened her mouth to say something. She looked at the yellow-haired man with an unfriendly look: "Proof."
Huangmao stood on the lawn and stared at everyone for a few seconds, then suddenly slapped his thigh as if he remembered something: "Oh oh oh!"
He suddenly seemed to get the idea, took out his phone and started unlocking it.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the yellow-haired man, waiting for their phone to vibrate or for the other party to be exposed.
At this moment, Bai Jinshu felt someone suddenly pulling him and he fell straight backwards.
His hand was still on Hong Conghua's left arm. Although his strength was not strong, he still managed to knock Hong Conghua down unexpectedly. There was another shadow hanging on Hong Conghua's right arm. It was unknown who pulled it and knocked down a group of people.
Before anyone could express their dissatisfaction with all this, they felt something suddenly flash before their eyes.
A small knife.
A small knife pointed at Xiaoying.
Xiaoying was knocked down by Bai Jinshu's series of attacks and fell straight on the grass, just avoiding the knife.
Nian Yu was the only person still standing on the lawn, but she was unable to make any audible warning. She could only use body language to pull Xiao Ying up and signal her to look to the side.
Only then did she see that while everyone was staring at the yellow-haired boy, another "little shadow" appeared unnoticed.
Just now, Herbisk saw this small figure out of the corner of his eye and pulled Bai Jinshu back.
With the appearance of this "Xiaoying", the fake yellow-haired guy on the grass stopped pretending, put down his mobile phone and took out a knife.
"Fuck you," Hong Conghua cursed, and suddenly stood up from the ground, turned around and ran, "What does this guy mean? He wants to kill someone in broad daylight? Aren't you afraid of being seen?"
As soon as she started running, everyone followed her.
There was no time to think about what would happen if the yellow-haired monster really came out of the house and couldn't find them, or what would happen if they were discovered. When humans are chased by unknown creatures, their first reaction is to run, and of course they are no exception.
What's more, this is an unknown creature holding a knife.
We all came from a filming set, and the most lethal thing on us might be the lighter in our pockets. We couldn't set the lawn on fire.
Hong Conghua usually looks like a weak cartoonist, but unexpectedly he has muscular arms, strong hands, neat movements and fast running. Now he has jumped directly in front of everyone. Bai Jinshu's movements are so agile that he forgot what he wanted to say for a moment. All he can think of is: How can you say you have never been to the gym?
Do you really think he has never seen the physical fitness of a otaku who stays at home every day?
"Just a reminder," Bai Jinshu's thoughts were disrupted for a few seconds. He touched his lower back out of habit and remembered that he had left the kitchen knife in the hotel room because he was recording a show during the day. His face changed slightly, but his voice remained stable. "It's dinner time now. There are not many people in the entire hotel resort."
"Besides... we can't call security, right?" Xiaoying added hastily, "It might be posted online!"
"...Fuck!" Hong Conghua held his breath for a few seconds, tilted his head and cursed, "You're already dead, do you want to be on the entertainment headlines or the social welfare headlines!"
"If it's a homicide case, it should be the legal headline." Herbisk calmly interjected.
"You're just hoping for everyone's well-being!" Hong Conghua rolled his eyes, "Can we not be on the headlines?"
Herbisk hummed and added, "You said it first."
Wasn’t it Hong Conghua who first started this topic that made the headlines?
Hong Conghua was choked and staggered: "Then can't you just not pick up on what I'm saying?"
"Stop talking, save your energy, and run towards where there are people!" Bai Jinshu listened to his teammates talking to each other and felt that Director Qiao had really found the right person.
There are not many guests who can perform crosstalk while escaping. Five of the six guests this time are outside the circle, which really makes the show feel weird.
——It would be better if we were really recording a variety show instead of running for our lives.
Hong Conghua was relatively okay among the group, but Xiaoying was already starting to gasp for breath.
If Hong Conghua hadn't been holding her, she probably wouldn't be able to run. Compared with this "otaku cartoonist", Xiaoying has the physique of a real ordinary person.
Nian Yu was doing relatively well. Although he was running with difficulty, he could still barely keep up with Bai Jinshu's pace.
The main reason was that she was different from the others. When the other people were running, they all focused on running forward, but Nian Yu, perhaps because she was born with a hearing defect, could not judge the movements of the two things behind her by sound, which made her feel extremely uneasy. As a result, she subconsciously wanted to look back while running, and her speed was slowed down a lot.
It was precisely because of Nian Yu's habit that before Hong Conghua could calm down, Nian Yu suddenly pulled Bai Jinshu.
"Oh my god!" Hong Conghua also saw it, "The person behind is so fast?!"
She thought she was running pretty fast, but the thing behind her that was imitating Xiaoying seemed to be running even faster.
And unlike them who had nothing in their hands, those two had knives in their hands.
"Ersi, think of a way!" She subconsciously shouted to Ersi, "This won't work. This hotel is too big and we can't even reach the security booth at the door!"
That thing was obviously chasing Xiaoying.
Huangmao was so unlucky that what he said turned out to be a prophecy. These guys just wanted to kill them and replace them.
"Smash the glass of the villa!" Bai Jinshu took a quick look and immediately determined that this was the only way at the moment.
It's too spacious here, and this is a high-end holiday villa hotel. Let alone finding any handy weapons, it's hard to even find a long branch on the road.
In this case, the only mist available to compete with the knife is the broken glass.
Fortunately, only the swimming pool in the backyard of the villas is enclosed, and the front porch and some windows are directly on the roadside.
"We have to find someone easy to bump into..." Bai Jinshu glanced around and felt a little anxious.
He didn't know what kind of glass was used in the villas in the villa area, but according to the distance between the two things behind them, if they couldn't break them open in one go, there would be no time to wait for these things to come up the second time.
Now that they are all here, the yellow-haired guy who looks the best at fighting is not here. Although Hong Conghua looks like she is very strong and has good skills, who can guarantee that she can defeat two people at one-on-two.
Mainly, the opponent is holding a knife.
They must have a weapon that can compete with them in order to maximize the safety of everyone.
No one expected that going out to find a place with a high sky and a wide sea would turn out like this. Because the two things appeared in the middle of the night yesterday, he subconsciously thought that these things would not dare to collide with them directly during the day. Moreover, going out to find a place with a high sky and a wide sea was also a temporary decision. When he went out in the morning, he could not imagine that these things would dare to appear in front of the camera and among the staff, so he did not bring a kitchen knife.
I should have brought that kitchen knife with me earlier.
"Don't look for it! All the villas here are made from the same mold!" Time waits for no one. Hong Conghua didn't have time to say anything else. He looked around and made a decision immediately, "Just find one at random!"
Anyway, you will get hurt if you stick your head out, and you will get hurt if you hide your head. Even if you don't hit the glass of the villa at this time, you will be caught up by these two things sooner or later.
"Hurry up!" Xiaoying was almost unable to run anymore. She took several wrong steps in a row. The thing was heading towards Xiaoying. Hong Conghua was also anxious, "That room!"
Bai Jinshu looked up, estimated the distance and the height he needed to jump, and didn't dare to risk his life.
You definitely can't break the glass with just a hammer. Even for the most fragile ordinary glass, the most reliable way to break it is to run up and run directly into it with your weight.
The villa that Hong Conghua was referring to was a villa less than a hundred meters away from them. The window closest to him was a side window, which was about the height of his shoulders.
If he crashes in from the outside, glass shards will surely fly into the house. Although this window is big enough for him to climb in, it will take Xiaoying a long time to get in.
If he wanted to get large pieces of glass shards, the best way was to hit the four corners of the glass edge, leaving as much glass area as possible while ensuring that the glass would be shattered.
Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and the window of the villa was right in front of him. Bai Jinshu didn't have time to say anything. He just took his aim and rushed forward.
The moment he hit it, he felt that he was in trouble. He underestimated the quality of the glass in this high-end hotel. There was no way he could break it with this impact.
But the next second, he suddenly felt his vision blurry.
It is not actually accurate to say that his vision was blurred. All his perceptions of the outside world, including vision, hearing, touch and smell, were blurred.
And it’s more like a lag than a trance.
His whole body froze for a moment.
Then, he felt as if something on his arm suddenly pushed through the flesh and pierced out, and the glass shattered.
The reason why I say "seemed" is because he didn't feel any pain.
It was as if something suddenly took on a part of the body's negative senses and took on the pain for him.
Bai Jinshu's first reaction was that he had even knocked the glass open and the glass shards pierced in, but the next moment he immediately realized that something was wrong, and that thing was piercing out from inside his body.
It was because this thing stabbed out that the glass broke.
The glass was broken by this thing.
What's growing out of his shoulder?
The next moment, a thought that seemed to emerge from his mind suddenly uttered two words: "tooth".
Bai Jinshu looked at his shoulders and suddenly discovered that a sharp outline had emerged on the originally round shoulder line, as if a bone was dislocated.
Everything that happened next was like an old familiar friend taking over his body.
Bai Jinshu felt like he was controlling his limbs, but something was pulling his hands and feet, making him turn over naturally as if he had done it a thousand times. He turned up, broke off a piece of glass from the window with his bare hands, and leaped towards the back.
This action was so familiar that he hardly needed to think or observe. When he landed, it was just before Xiaoying was caught by the thing that looked like yellow hair.
Bai Jinshu even heard his own voice counting to three in his mind.
"one two three."
When he counted to "three", he landed on the ground, swung one hand forward, and pushed Xiaoying with the other hand, pushing her just out of the man's attack range.
"It's about time." The thoughts that popped up in his mind seemed like his and yet not like his. This thought came from his thinking, but it was as if a switch was turned on, and it was not just from "Ersi's" thinking.
His first reaction to this sudden strange thought was not vigilance, but rather accustomed to it, or even relaxation.
He felt that if he chose to close his eyes and let go and ignore everything around him, the actions of this body would continue.
There will be another person, or another self, to continue and complete it.
And this "self" is undoubtedly more familiar with facing these things than he is.
But if he chooses to continue watching, it will not affect the other party's actions.
They are one.
He is this "self", and this "self" is him.
Although he seemed to have a lot of thoughts, they all flashed through his mind in a flash. To outsiders, it seemed that Ersi broke the glass and held one of the pieces to save Xiaoying.
In an instant, he and the "yellow-haired guy started fighting.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hong Conghua also hugged another person tightly from behind and shouted to the side: "Hurry up and take the knife away from her hand!"
She didn't need to say anything. Even Nian Yu, who couldn't hear any sound, knew what to do at this moment.
Hong Conghua held down the thing's upper arm, leaving only the forearm able to swing up and down. There was no time to worry about other problems. Nian Yu grabbed her arm and tried to take the knife away. Seeing that the other party was holding the knife tightly, he bit it with his upper teeth.
Bai Jinshu had subdued the "yellow-haired" man in an instant, and the other "him" seemed to hold back and did not kill him.
Bai Jinshu felt that he could seize control of his body at any time, but for some reason, he trusted himself extremely much.
More than just believing.
"Kill him." An idea suddenly popped up in Bai Jinshu's mind.
He was stunned for a moment after this thought came to his mind. He didn't know why he, who had never killed a fish with his own hands before today, would say this so naturally.
What's even stranger is that he seems very sure that he can do this, and he is instructing another self to do so through thoughts in his mind.
The strange thing was yet to come. The next second, he felt that his brain had actually analyzed this sentence, and then another idea popped up in his mind.
"I know. I know."
The next second, he was about to stab the other person's throat with the piece of glass in his hand.
"Wait a minute!" For some reason, Bai Jinshu suddenly added in his mind, "I still have to record a show tomorrow! My palms can't get hurt!"
"Tsk, are you a bother?" This time he thought with a little voice. Compared with his usual voice, this voice was very obviously irritable or irritable.
"You can't get hurt, right? Got it." Then, Bai Jinshu saw himself paused, threw away the piece of glass in his hand, and actually pinched the other person's throat.
His grip was very strong, and after a few seconds, he could see the man's face turning pale.
Bai Jinshu had no doubt that in a dozen seconds, this man would be strangled to death by "him".
In other words, he was strangled to death by himself.
But obviously, there is no need to worry about whether there will be problems if you kill humanoid creatures.
All the people around were engaged in a fight. The three girls were controlling the fake Xiaoying, and Herbisk was helping him hold down the "yellow-haired"'s suffocating and struggling legs.
To anyone looking at this scene, it looked like a murder scene.
Xiaoying looked at the face in front of her that looked exactly like her. She was like a fool and couldn't remember what to do for a long time. Hong Conghua shouted, "Help Nianyu take down that knife!"
She rushed over to grab the knife as if she had just woken up from a dream. After getting the knife, she was at a loss: "What...what should I do next?"
If this continues, the fake Xiaoying will kill these three people.
Bai Jinshu took control of his language function without hesitation and shouted, "Kill that faker."
Xiaoying: "Kill..."
"Hurry!" Herbiskus also urged, "Otherwise it will be too late!"
Hong Conghua gritted his teeth and said, "The knife is with you, hurry up!"
Xiaoying didn't know what mental preparation she had made, but she suddenly rushed forward with her eyes closed.
The blood splashed directly on her face.
The fake thing struggled even harder, and Hong Conghua could hardly hold it anymore.
Bai Jinshu felt that the man under his command was also making his final struggle. His limbs kicked around, and Herbisk was almost unable to hold him down and was kicked several times.
He suddenly felt unhappy.
The other self seemed to sense his unhappiness and searched somewhere in his body and actually found the skewer in his pocket that they had stuffed in their pocket after eating the sausages but couldn't find a trash can.
Bai Jinshu: "Wait..."
Before she could finish, he saw his own hands in his field of vision, pointing the tip of the stick at the other person like hammering a nail, and slamming down with the other hand.
The bamboo stick seemed to be possessed by a demon. It went straight through and nailed the thing to the ground.
Then he stood up quickly, snatched the knife from Xiaoying's hand, and slashed forward.
Hong Conghua felt the body in her arms suddenly become heavier, and as soon as she let go, the other person fell down.
She suddenly looked at the little shadow in front of her whose face was covered in blood.
Nian Yu suddenly propped up his legs and began to breathe heavily.
She saw Ersi, who had just completed a double kill easily, swung the knife in his hand, looked around, and picked up Xiaoying, who was sitting in a pool of blood with her legs weak.
"Thanks," Bai Jinshu tentatively called out in his mind, "11?"
He originally wanted to call [17], the one who killed the thing that imitated him and Herbisk last night and left a message.
But for some reason, the words went around in my head and suddenly became 11.
The next second after he said this, he felt something was wrong. Sure enough, the next thought in his mind popped up instantly. The unhappy voice said, "Don't I have my own name? You have to call me 11 to annoy people, right? Cen Bingqi, what the hell are you doing? Did you take the wrong medicine today? Bye."
After saying this, Bai Jinshu suddenly felt like he was standing on solid ground.
Another self, or [11] is gone.
And his confusion suddenly increased.
What's going on?
What is 11 and what does 17 mean?
He can't really be a lunatic, right?
The author has something to say:
Cen Bingqi sat up in the middle of the night: No, is Cen Bingqi sick today? He actually knew to say thank you to me?
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