The golden fingers of the death game are all beautiful girls

"But I know that Su Ge is another pervert who looks like a dog, with an extremely twisted psychology."

"False and real, it is a very extreme person, or close to multiple personalities."

"Hehehe..."

"so."

"As long as there is an exclusive card, or the game talent possessed by advanced players, the two states of Su Ge can be separated into two independent existences, and they can experience two dream worlds respectively."

"Then, one dream world is broken, and one dream world remains."

"Everything makes sense!"

This bit of inspiration comes from the former character girlfriend card!

On Qian Baitao's card, Qian Baitao and Ye Xi, two different personalities, are two separate pages, and the number of girlfriend privileges is also separate.

In other words, the system recognizes an independent personality, the existence of a single human being!

"So……"

"In other words, if you want to break this dream world, you only need to kill Su Ge in this dream world..."

"Hehehe, how do you tell the difference between two Su Ge?"

"The mental hospital in this dream world obviously has a sense of age and a long time ago."

"Conclusion, Su Ge, who is the master of this dream world, must be younger and more immature than the Su Ge I met before!"

"And all of this is just a very outrageous guess, hypothesis."

Yimo raised his head abruptly, because of the influence of the medicine, his face was already covered with sweat, his eyes were bloodshot, and the blue veins on his forehead were telling how much he was suffering at the moment.

But even so, Yimo showed an almost sickly to crazy smile, gritted his teeth, panted heavily, looked at the door in front of him, and then stretched out his hand and pushed it open!

It was the kind that was common in ancient times. Two doors joined together, because they were a bit old, made a "squeak, creak" sound when they were pushed violently.

"but."

"there is only one truth!"

As the door of the dean's office was pushed open, a very spacious office appeared in Yimo's sight.

The room is decorated in the 90s or so. Compared with other rooms, the bookshelf desk is obviously much more advanced, and the real materials are the ones that were particularly expensive in that era.

There are no computers and TVs, but there are many expensive decorations, calligraphy and painting vases.

At the window, two NPCs were tied to the chairs, their bodies were covered with knife wounds, their facial features had been completely destroyed, they could only groan and groan, even struggling. there is none left.

On the wool carpet, the brown blood stains had dried up, looking a little scary.

On the large desk in the middle of the room, an oil lamp was lit.

On the boss chair inside was a very well-behaved and good-looking young lady wearing western-style overalls and a white shirt.

Sitting at the desk, she looks about 8 or 9 years old, holding a thick book in her hand, and reading it seriously.

After Yimo pushed the door open, Xiaozheng raised her head, her hazel eyes showed a slight surprise, but then seemed to be filled with excitement again.

I haven't waited for Mrs. Xiaozheng to speak.

Holding the door with his left hand, bending slightly, panting heavily, Yimo, who was clearly in pain, had already raised the Colt Sidewinder revolver firmly tied to his right hand, aiming the muzzle at the door. It is too small.

Then, he grabbed his face with his left hand, blocked the teeth that were clenched and bared because of excitement, and said excitedly: "Su Ge."

"I'm here to find you, to play a real game of death!"

Chapter 93. Mind Vulnerabilities (5K)

Su Ge's current appearance is only 8 or 9 years old, and he feels like a well-behaved and sensible little Zhengtai who was raised by a wealthy family.

Hearing Yimo's words, little Suge closed the thick book in his hand, put it on the table, and said with great interest, "Oh?"

"Game of death?"

"Sorry sorry, I don't want to play with you."

"I think this is a pathological extreme character expression of yours, which needs treatment."

"I've read a lot of books about psychology and spirituality here, can you help me heal?"

"Let's have a good chat."

"After all, you don't dare to shoot, do you?"

"Otherwise, you would have already opened the moment you came in."

Yimo has already scanned the room at this moment, and did not see such items as TV and computer, so she knows that the monitoring equipment in this era is very poor, and Su Ge cannot fully grasp the situation in the dream world.

Squinting his eyes, he smiled even more: "I always mean what I say. I said I came to play a game of death with you, so naturally I came to play a game of death with you."

"How could it be possible to shoot without even mentioning the rules of the game?"

"How is it, are you cowardly?"

"Afraid that my shot will directly blow your perverted little brain?"

"Oh, yell Daddy, I can put some water and shoot you in the head twice."

"However, I've always been easy to talk to, and I don't like to refuse other people's requests."

"Before playing, let me chat with you first."

Su Ge showed a ruthless smile and said, "It's better to have less violence in this world."

Yimo pointed to the two ugly NPCs in the room: "Oh?"

"Is this your perception of less violence?"

"Then your little brain is really excellent, obviously already seriously ill!"

Su Ge shook his head and explained: "People's cognition is formed after they come to this world, through the things they come into contact with and the knowledge they learn, and slowly accumulate."

"When necessary, use a little violence, if it can make the world more beautiful and allow patients to get spiritual healing, there is no way."

"Yimo, as far as I know, you have a younger sister..."

Before Su Ge finished speaking, Yimo forcefully interrupted: "Su Ge, you can't break free from this dream world at all."

"You will die here and stay here forever."

Su Ge's words were interrupted by Yi Mo, obviously a little unhappy, scratched his head and said: "It is very impolite to interrupt others."

"Are you testing the rules of the game?"

"Sorry, it's easy for me to hear this kind of thing."

"I want to get rid of this dream world, and I can get rid of it at any time."

As Su Ge said, he opened the drawer, took out a brand new scalpel, and played with it in his hand: "After all, you should have seen it too."

"I am in a different state from your dream world. I have memories of adulthood, and even memories of the death game."

"Oh, I know the rules of this death game very well."

"Yimo, I am indeed very interested in you, very interested."

"It's okay, I will accompany you to play the game slowly until the last moment, and then let you get out alive."

"Look, how good am I?"

"You came to me to play the death game, but I kindly let you out alive."

"Maybe it's the so-called doctor, parents' heart?" Su Ge said, touching the side of the scalpel with his fingers, and looked at Yimo with a calm smile.

Yimo looked at Su Ge: "I didn't interrupt you now, is it polite enough?"

Su Ge smiled when he heard this: "Look, after chatting with me, you obviously..."

Yimo: "You are sick."

Ah this...!

Su Ge was taken aback when he heard the words, the good guy deliberately put this here and waited for others, right?

With a trace of displeasure on Su Ge's face, he tilted his head slightly and fiddled with the scalpel: "It seems that human nature is still difficult to change."

"Otherwise, there wouldn't be places like compulsory treatment, would there?"

Yimo: "Nature?"

"What nature?"

"Hehehe... Do I behave uncivilized sometimes?"

"I'm sorry, I'm still very civilized, a law-abiding five-star good citizen, and I also contribute a lot of taxes to the country every year."

"I mean literally, your head is sick." Yimo pointed to her head, and then showed a smile that sees everything, "Otherwise, why would you appear in a mental hospital when you are only in primary school? "

"Su Ge, I have completely seen through the flaws in your mind."

"You're not waiting for us, but you can't get out of this dream world at all!"

The smile on Su Ge's face disappeared when he heard this, and he stared at Yi Mo with a cold attitude: "Hehe... Is there a flaw in my heart?"

"I don't think I have any broken mind..."

"Hahahaha!" Before Su Ge could finish speaking, Yi Mo interrupted Su Ge again with a big laugh, making him have to follow Yi Mo's rhythm to continue walking.

Su Ge is a hypocrite. Although he behaves abnormally, he cares about superficial skills. He insists on some hypocritical benevolence and morality to rationalize his behavior in his values.

With this kind of character, he is doomed to be unable to speak against Yimo.

After all, just repeating a sentence is enough to make Su Ge unable to retaliate, and enough to be pissed off.

But Yi Mo didn't count as doing this, otherwise Su Ge would feel boring and directly kill him, which would be detrimental to himself.

Yi Mo just wanted to make Su Ge angry, and made him feel that there was no need to be tough directly, and he could chatter again!

And this chatter fell into Yimo's trap.

After all, besides being handsome, Yimo has only one mouth left in the game of death!

Yimo walked directly into the room, as if she was the master of this dream world, raised her chin proudly, and walked casually in the room with a look of disdain: "Let me think about it, What did you go through to become what you are now?"

"Around 9 years old, mental hospital."

"Do the parents work in a mental hospital?"

"No, no, if this is the case, it is not enough to make the location of the dream world a mental hospital."

"Haha, sure enough, it's because you have been mentally ill since you were a child, you were locked up in a mental hospital, and you have a deep memory, so the dream world belongs to the mental hospital, right?"

Su Ge's expression was a little cold when he heard this: "Oh?"

"I'm not mentally ill."

Yimo turned her head and stared at little Su Ge's eyes without cross stars, and laughed loudly: "Yes, you are not mentally ill!"

"That's why you resent!"

"Oh, what a cute and well-behaved little boy, he must be very popular outside, right?"

"To be locked up in a dark room in a mental hospital at such a young age, it's called unresponsive every day, and the earth is not working."

"Not only do you have to take medicine that will make you feel uncomfortable, but you also have to suffer abuse."

"Look, how much you hate those doctors."

"That's why you tortured them in the dream world!"

"Look, how much you hate those patients."

"You think you are not sick, so you hate them, because there are sick people like them, that's why there are mental hospitals, and you are locked up here!"

Yimo looked at Su Ge, whose complexion was getting worse and worse, and smiled even more, and suddenly pointed at the two ugly NPCs: "Of course, you hate them even more!"

"You hate your parents!"

"Because they have never heard your explanation, leaving you here alone, tormented and tormented!"

Su Ge lowered his head slightly, and said lightly, "Hehe, what you said is right."

"So what can we do?"

Yimo shook her head when she heard the words, and continued to walk back: "So, the dream world has satisfied you, allowing you to return to the age when you were powerless, and to the mental hospital where you were imprisoned."

"So that you can continue to torture them to satisfy the resentment in your heart."