Something strange is coming? Fortunately, I am the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace

The top floor of the First Hospital.

There were no lights here, it was very dim, and gusts of wind whistled in the corridor, accompanied by a crunching sound, as if a screw was loose somewhere.

At the end of the corridor is the dean's office.

A tall figure in a white coat stood here. Under the gold-rimmed glasses, there was a pair of gray-white pupils, full of a strange, dead atmosphere.

There is an identity card on the table.

king**.

He listened to the constant sounds downstairs.

Look indifferently.

He was already analyzing the situation in his mind.

In addition to the patients, there are only two directors, a supervisor, and him, the director of the hospital, in the entire No. 1 Hospital.

This is for reasons of concealment.

Using patients for research is a taboo in hospitals.

Once the outside world knows about it, not to mention the No. 1 Hospital, even the Mental Hospital and Huangquan Hospital will be destroyed all at once.

If he wants to win the beauty, he cannot expose the research here.

But today, an unexpected guest broke in.

He has passed the blockage of two directors and one supervisor, and his strength is definitely at the top level at the red level, basically on the same level as him.

He weighed it.

I found that I couldn't leave such a terrifying level ghost behind.

If the other party is allowed to leave, the secrets of the First Hospital will be exposed.

Abruptly.

He looked at the glassware in the office next to him, which contained a beating ghost heart.

Anyone who messes up at this time will die.

…

at the same time.

The little girl No. 15 also led the two directors to the third floor.

The two directors immediately saw Director Zhang squatting in the corner with a black face and sympathy for the same problem.

The three of them made eye contact, and everything was lost in words.

It was not that they chose to surrender, but that the enemy army was too strong.

Very good, everyone is here. Let's go to the top floor. This mental hospital needs a new owner.

Shen Jian said.

All the way to the top.

On the way, Director Ji broke the news one after another in order to atone for his crimes.

Actually, Dean Wang is also a mental patient. He suffers from a severe disorder of consciousness. In his cognition, black and white are reversed, and good and evil are confused... And his supernatural powers can also follow these distorted cognitions. Everything turned out the way he wanted it to be.”

The research of the First Hospital is also based on this.

We dissect the patient, complete the study of the pathology, and then hand it over to Director Zhang for hypnosis to guide out the greatest evil in the heart and increase the resentment in this area without limit, so as to enhance the supernatural power and even let the supernatural power change with oneself.

This No. 15 is one of the failures.

Hear this.

The little girl said angrily: You are the failure, and your whole family is a failure.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

Weird idea.

But coming from a mentally ill person, that's all normal.

Haha~

at this time.

A strong and powerful sinister laugh sounded.

The sound of clattering footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

The tall figure walked out.

Holding a heart in hands.

The overwhelming Yin Qi is sweeping across.

The four fierce ghosts present were all stagnant.

A failure, an outsider, turned this place into a mess.

You guys are really useless.

The tall figure spoke in a calm tone, but his words made the three supervisor Zhang present look terrified and silent.

Because he was the dean of the mental hospital, the owner of the first hospital, and a top-notch red-clothed ghost close to the ghost king level.

No one would be surprised by his words.

Are you guys planning to side with each other now?

Dean Wang spoke.

The tone was quiet.

The three of them were sweating profusely. The fear of the red-clothed ghosts disappeared at this moment. They looked at the dean and then at Shen Jian, who was standing silently aside, feeling extremely tangled in their hearts.

I wanted to walk over, but I recalled the fear of being controlled by the mourning stick.

But go ahead, the dean's fear is also deeply rooted in people's hearts.

I understand, Director He, you are the last one to come to the First Hospital, and you may not have established your understanding of me yet. I will let you see what it means to have deep psychological fear.

Dean Wang looked at the youngest director and said quietly: Director He, is your head still on your head? I think your head should be in my hands.

He opened his mouth.

The young director's face was full of fear. The other party was actually using his supernatural powers to deal with him, and all his supernatural powers... were suppressed.

Click.

In panic, his head dropped.

Rolled to the ground.

The young director's rolling head stared intently at the ghost heart in Dean Wang's hand.

It's this ghost heart.

Otherwise, how could he be completely suppressed and even lose his head in a single battle if he was both a red-coated leveler.

Not dead though.

But it also suffered unimaginable heavy losses.

The little girl No. 15 looked at this scene in horror.

In one sentence, a red-clothed ghost that she thought was invincible lost the ability to resist.

Is this the scary thing about hospital directors?

The so-called attack on the hospital was indeed just a delusion.

With this ability, the hospital director is simply invincible.

15th.

Dean Wang looked at No. 15 again.

At this time.

Shen Jian spoke.

Xiao Wang, do you still remember me? I am Dean Shen.

His words caught everyone's attention.

Dean Wang glanced over and looked at it: Dean Shen? Who gave you the title of dean?

I was thinking, how about it, does it sound good to me when I call it?

Dean Wang:......

God thinks so himself.

He thought that the other party really had a great background.

Dean Wang twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and then looked at Shen Jian with a sinister look, Outsiders, you have messed up my place, and you have a way to die. I will satisfy you now.

Shouldn't your head be broken?

The cold voice came out, and a trace of blood flashed in the gray pupils.

The heart in his hand was beating like a war drum, making violent reverberations.

These are two kinds of supernatural beings.

One is to unconditionally suppress the supernatural power of a ghost.

One is Dean Wang's own supernatural power, which distorts reality.

The superposition of two supernatural powers means that even if the Ghost King comes, it will still be used as material on the operating table.

Shen Jian tilted his head.

For the first time in so long, he felt like he was being attacked by a supernatural being.

Although the impact was minimal, it did affect him.

Shen Jian stepped forward and walked step by step.

Dean Wang's pupils shrank.

invalid?

How could it be invalid.

Damn it, you would have died a long time ago. In a medical accident last night, your belly was opened, your heart was slashed, your throat was cut, and even your limbs were disintegrated.

I remember it clearly.

Outsider, you shouldn't be able to move. You... are already a dead person.

Dean Wang was unprecedentedly serious and described an extremely complete death scene in detail.

His supernatural power can distort reality. As long as he can deceive himself, everything he says will come true.

In his heart, he has decided that Shen Jian is a dead man.

But now.

The dead man is moving.

And there is nothing unusual about him.

No, that's impossible. What kind of monster are you!

Dean Wang's eyes were filled with blood and tears, as if he were crazy, and his gray pupils were covered with bloodshot eyes. Everything in his imagination was completely different from reality, which would destroy the cognition he had finally established.

The only result of collapse is crash.

Shen Jian stopped.

Tsk.

Xiao Wang, stop struggling. How dare you, a mental patient, be so disrespectful to me, the self-proclaimed dean?

Determining someone else's death, right? Let me show you what it means to determine someone's life or death.

Shen Jian took out a booklet from his body.

[Weird object—Book of Life and Death (Exclusive to the Judge)]

【introduce:? ? ? 】

He took out another pen holder.

[Tricky object—Judge Pen (Judge Exclusive)]

【introduce:? ? ? 】

Xiao Wang, this is called the judgment of life and death.

Said.

Shen Jian opened the first page of the book of life and death.

A little bit of ecstasy.

Dean Wang, who looked like a mad man and seemed to be suffering from cognitive impairment, suddenly trembled all over and fell straight to the ground.

Everything was silent.

A top-notch red-clothed fierce ghost that was close to the ghost king level just fell into a state of panic without any sound.

Dean Wang, died.