When Jiang Haishan ran out of the music room, he was left behind by Li Jianqi.
At that time, he was extremely scared, but before he could run a few steps, he suddenly realized that he had lost control of his body.
This time he was even more frightened, but he had no choice but to watch himself walk back to the music room.
However, after pushing open the door of the music room, Jiang Haishan found that the chilling bloody scene at the door had disappeared, and the fat chef holding the kitchen knife was also missing.
He only saw Xiao Nan lying on the ground, seemingly fainted.
He stepped forward and helped Xiao Nan up, and then helped Xiao Nan walk out of the immersion zone.
But everything he did was not controlled by himself, but was done automatically by his body without control.
It wasn't until he walked out of the immersion zone and was grabbed by Li Jianqi's collar that he regained control of his body.
"I really didn't join forces with them!" Jiang Haishan said with an innocent look.
"Are you still here acting with me? Okay, just wait for my lawyer's letter!"
With that said, Li Jianqi ignored Xiao Nan and the other two team members who were not yet awake, waved his sleeves and left.
"Hey? Li..."
Jiang Haishan wanted to call Li Jianqi, but was held back by Mo Shouchen.
Mo Shouchen said nonchalantly: "Brother Jiang, don't be afraid. It's not against the law to scare people. Returning a lawyer's letter? Who are you trying to scare?"
Jiang Haishan pushed Mo Shouchen away, pointed at Xiao Nan who was still awake and said excitedly: "There is a fat chef in the music room, and I saw his head turned 180 degrees."
Mo Shouchen waved his hand: "Oh, it's just a prop effect. After playing script killing for so many years, you haven't seen such a simple mechanism, right?"
Jiang Haishan pointed at himself again: "Then why was my body suddenly out of my control just now?"
"Haha, you said this, it's just a simple hypnosis technique."
Although he felt that there were many doubts, Jiang Haishan could not find any loopholes in Mo Shouchen's words.
And even if there is a loophole, it doesn't make any sense now, because he has completely lost, losing everything.
This time Jiang Haishan thought that his calculation was very good. He originally wanted to invite Li Jianqi to promote the "Killing House" in the "Wenwen script".
Moreover, the boss behind the Killing Hall of the Weird Script also agreed to his proposal and advanced 180,000 yuan in promotional expenses.
Everything was going smoothly at first, but he got obsessed and wanted to use this opportunity to take revenge on Mo Shouchen.
So he persuaded Li Jianqi to try out Mo Shouchen's thriller game script before promoting it, and promised to pay him 180,000 yuan after it was completed.
As a result, Li Jianqi now mistakenly believes that he and Mo Shouchen deliberately joined forces to deceive him. The later publicity must have been ruined, and the previous 180,000 yuan has been paid to others.
This time I really shot myself in the foot!
Of course, Li Jianqi will also pay the price for his greed.
I believe it won't be long before major video websites will show him being scared and running away with his head in his arms. The calm and calm image he has always cultivated has been completely shattered today.
No netizens will believe that he has any yin and yang eyes anymore, and no fans will cheer for him anymore. The capital that he has accumulated over the past few years has completely fallen short today.
The only beneficiary today is Mo Shouchen’s thriller game Script Killing Hall.
Scaring Li Jianqi like that is much better than hiring him directly to make a review video.
I believe that before long, many netizens who do not believe in evil will come to experience it, and by then the number of visitors to the thriller game will increase again.
Looking at Jiang Haishan who was in despair, Mo Shouchen had no sympathy at all. For a person like him, he would not learn a lesson unless he was beaten completely until he could not stand up.
So Mo Shouchen said without mercy: "I hope you can abide by today's bet. From now on, I don't want to see you in the script killing circle again!"
Hearing these words, Jiang Haishan suddenly raised his head, his body trembled slightly, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.
After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "We'll see," and then turned and left.
Looking at Jiang Haishan's back, Mo Shouchen shook his head helplessly. It seemed that this kid still hadn't learned his lesson.
After Jiang Haishan left, Xiaonan, who was taken to the lounge, quickly woke up. Here, in addition to her, there were Dazhi and Brother Chao who were also stunned but had woken up.
After appeasing these three people, Mo Shouchen sent them out politely. Standing at the door of the Script Killing Hall, he looked up at the sign above and let out a long sigh.
What happened today made him more determined about an idea he had just had not long ago.
Although the theater with an area of over 1,000 square meters is large enough, it is obviously no longer able to meet the increasing passenger flow, and new scenes are constantly being added.
So he wanted to open a bigger script-killing hall, so that he could not only fight against the soon-to-be-opened script-killing hall, but also convert more fear points for himself.
However, if a new script killing hall is opened, the ghosts in my hand will obviously not be enough. It seems that it is time to find a way to recruit more ghosts to work for me.
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It's about ten o'clock in the evening.
Drunk Jiang Haishan was walking on the deserted street, holding a barrel of gasoline in his hand. The place he was going to now was the Thriller Game Script Killing Hall.
Today, not only did he lose his job with an annual salary of 500,000 yuan, but he also had a debt of 180,000 yuan, so he wanted to use a fire to burn down the place that had ruined his life.
While passing through a remote road, someone blocked his way.
Jiang Haishan raised his head in a daze and saw the man standing in front of him wearing a black cloak, with the hood covering his face. Coupled with the dim light, it was impossible to see his appearance clearly.
Jiang Haishan laughed self-deprecatingly: "What are you doing? Robbery? Don't waste your efforts. I have nothing now, only this barrel of gasoline is left. Get out of the way, don't delay me from setting fire!"
The mysterious man did not get out of the way. He said in a low voice: "I heard that you like to play script killing. I have a book here. I believe you will be very interested."
"Script kill?"
Jiang Haishan laughed nervously. After laughing for a while, he held his stomach and said, "I will never play script again in the future."
The mysterious man smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "Do people like you still care about the promises you made?"
Jiang Haishan's expression gradually became serious. He stared at the mysterious man's face hidden under the hood and asked, "Who are you?"
"You don't need to worry about who I am. I know you want revenge. Now I can give you a chance. It depends on whether you can catch it or not."
As he spoke, the mysterious man took out a black book from his arms...
