The blood-seeming face seemed to be a releasing ball, wrinkled on the ground. If Zhu Long and Zhang Ju had not blocked them, these dirty things would have probably crawled on Chen Ge.

"It seems that this brother doesn't want to have a good conversation with us."

Blood was spreading in the studio. Chen Ge stood behind Zhu Long and Zhang Ju, looking up and down at the red clothes in front of him with his vagina.

Blood splattered, red clothes swayed, and various torture instruments hung on his skin. Every step he took, his broken face would fall from his coat.

There are also different levels of red clothes. Unfortunately, the red clothes that Chen Ge and the others encountered are extremely dangerous.

However, this is also what makes Chen Ge even more strange. Zhang Ju and Zhu Long are not afraid at all when facing such a red dress. They are different from Xu Yin's crazy and lose their minds in fighting.

Zhu Long and Zhang Ju were very rational, their expressions were very calm, and there seemed to be a voice in their minds telling them that there was no need to be afraid.

After seeing Zhu Long and Zhang Ju, Hongyi did not take action immediately. He slowly raised his head, his whole face covered by wet hair.

Chen Ge could see a face covered with black blood vessels through the gaps in his black hair, pale and sick, it seemed to be laughing.

“Tick.”

A middle-aged man's face fell off along the mouth of the sleeve of the red shirt and fell between Chen Ge and him.

"Save me, this devil who likes to peel, save..."

"Bang!"

Before the middle-aged man could finish his words, a blood-smashed anti-smashed shoe fell heavily on his face.

His words were forcibly interrupted, and his whole face was broken.

The room was very quiet, and because of the quietness, the sound of blood dripping was particularly clear.

The blood on the anti-smash shoe became darker, and the original color was covered up, as if it was blood-red itself.

"Let's get out of the way, his target is not us." The weak Zhou Tu looked up at the red-clothed man, his eyes not hiding or ignoring: "He stayed here just to wait for this day. He wanted to be the first to see the scene in the studio, because he was both a manager and a participant."

“Participants?”

"He is the author of the sixth painting, connecting two monsters that reverse the world!"

When Zhou Tu said this, his eyes were staring at the red clothes. His memory had already awakened. Although he was weak at this time, he had a special temperament on his body.

The red shirt at the door was not angry about being called a monster, he seemed to like this title very much.

The sound of footsteps rang in the oil painting room. Hongyi and Chen Ge passed by, leaving behind blood on the ground, and walked to the center of the studio.

He finally stopped next to the sixth painting and looked at the oil painting that had long been unrecognizable.

Chen Ge vaguely remembered the content of the sixth painting. He was carrying a large mirror in the dance studio alone, but accidentally slipped and the mirror was broken.

The ground was full of fragments of mirrors, and each fragment was reflected with a blood-red face.

"Don't worry about him, let's go first." Zhou Tu was supported by Wang Yicheng and walked out the door.

Chen Ge also didn't want to face this monster for the time being, so he followed other members of the club to escape downstairs.

"Are you still jumping out of the window?"

Wang Yicheng opened the door of the classroom next to him, and the doll sculptures covered by white cloth in the room moved abnormally, and blood beads quietly appeared under the white cloth.

"Most of the painting materials and props in the experimental building were made by the pervert just now." Zhou Tu's face was still very bad, and he did not improve because he left the studio: "Including red pigments and those smelly oil canvases."

Without Zhou Tu's detailed explanation, everyone already understands how those painting materials are made.

"Have so many people died in this abandoned school?" Chen Ge was a little confused: "I saw several warehouses on the fourth floor, full of 'painting materials'."

"I do know a lot of things, but this does not mean that I know everything." Zhou Tu's attitude towards Chen Ge was very strange. Compared with before, it was not good or bad. He could only hear a trace of fear from his words.

A loud noise suddenly came from the oil painting room behind him. Several people turned their heads to look at the monster in red. The spine of the monster in red was completely opened, his back was swollen, and ribs stretched to both sides. A cruel tool was hung on each bone.

He stood with his back to the door, as if he was using the tools he had on his body to modify the painting.

"Stay away from him." Zhou Tu asked Wang Yicheng to open the window and take himself down first.

The glass window was pushed open, Zhou Tu and Wang Yicheng left first, and Chen Ge followed closely behind, but when he stood next to the window, he was suddenly stunned.

In the shadow in the southeast corner of the experimental building, there was a man wearing black leather shoes, pale face and gloomy eyes, holding a little girl's nightgown and a collar for tying a dog.

"Teacher Bai?"

Chen Ge had Yin Pupils, and saw Teacher Bai at a glance, and the blood on the girl's nightgown: "What happened to his daughter?"

Teacher Bai, hiding in the shadow, also discovered Chen Ge. He seemed to have been squatting here for a long time. It was probably because he didn't expect that there were other people around Chen Ge, so he didn't take action.

"This is a real teacher Bai. I took his ID and replaced him with his identity. If my students knew about these things, I'm afraid it wouldn't be good." Chen Ge thought Zhang Ju and the others should be able to guess that he was not a school teacher, but no one broke this window paper. At least on the surface, everyone is trying to maintain the stability of the club.

"I have to find a reason to kill him. I should have many people around me who are good at destroying corpses and traces." Chen Ge was also hiding a fierce ghost in his shadow. The other party was the most undescending original ghost. He has now become a pawn in Chen Ge's hands.

After making a decision, Chen Ge's eyes at Teacher Bai became softer. He accelerated his movements and jumped downstairs in less than a minute.

"Where are people?" After his feet landed on the ground, Chen Ge looked at the corner of the experimental building again, and Teacher Bai was gone.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Tu's voice became smaller and smaller, giving people the feeling that it would disappear at any time: "I don't have much time anymore, I have to tell you some things. It's about whether I can find myself back, and it also concerns the life and death of each of you."

"Tell me, let's listen." Zhang Ju and Zhu Long stood around Chen Ge, and the others gathered together.

"The thirteen paintings in the oil painting studio represent thirteen people. Each of them is the same as the red clothes we just met, very terrifying." Zhou Tu took a breath and waited for Wang Yicheng to help him into the bushes and stayed away from the experimental building before continuing to speak: "The sorting has nothing to do with strength, it is completely random, but there is one exception."

"exception?"

"No. 1 is an exception. I don't have any memories of No. 1. I only know that he likes painting very much. He is a painter."
Chapter completed!