Building 3, Old Four and Zhao Lei went in and then split up. At this point, although they were part of the same group, neither trusted the other. The best approach was for each to hide alone.
Old Four found a patient room on the 3rd floor to hunker down in. He didn't do anything, just waited quietly.
Zhao Lei found a room on the 6th floor of Building 2 to hunker down in. He also didn't move a muscle, happily playing the part of Voldemort, secretly watching the situation outside.
In Building 1, because Second Master Mei was there, the three were barely united. They quickly searched together and soon reached the 4th floor. They believed they would soon be able to sweep the whole building.
In one room, Gao Ming said, "If we keep going like this, they may not start tearing each other apart."
Su Mo grinned and said, "It's normal. In this situation, no one will actively make the first move, otherwise it's easy to get ganged up on by others."
"Then what should we do?"
Su Mo stood up with a shining cold long knife in his hand. The moonlight shining on it made it look especially icy.
"It's time for me to go on stage. Watch things here, I'm going to go add some fuel to their fire," said Su Mo as he walked out of the room toward Building 2, dressed all in black with an anonymous mask.
On the 6th floor of Building 2, Zhao Lei was hiding in Room 601, peeking out with half his face, secretly watching everything outside.
He was thinking: "A bunch of bastards, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you're all just waiting to see what happens. Let's see who has more patience.
In this ghost place, even the windows are sealed. Looks like no one is getting out. In the end, probably only one person at most will survive, and that person can only be me."
Suddenly, he heard footsteps, very light, but in the silence of the building he heard them clearly.
"Could it be Old Four? Possible, that guy is the dumbest, he'd be most likely to make the first move."
Then he pressed against the door, highly focused. He had to make sure that if someone came, he would take the initiative and gain the upper hand.
The footsteps grew nearer and nearer, time seemed to pass especially slowly, a few seconds felt like centuries to Zhao Lei.
Finally, through the crack in the door, he saw a shining cold long knife appear. "Damn!"
Before he could curse about where the knife came from, Su Mo kicked the door open with tremendous force, kicking Zhao Lei flying directly.
Then, before Zhao Lei could stand up, Su Mo took a big step forward and swung the knife down hard.
The flashing knife light looked like iron. Blood sprayed as Zhao Lei's arm was directly chopped off. "Ahhhhh!"
Zhao Lei's inhuman screams echoed through the silent hospital, heard loud and clear in Buildings 1 and 3.
After chopping down with the knife, Su Mo's eyes turned red, his expression became deranged, he couldn't help laughing wildly: "Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha ha!"
Then he muttered to himself in a low voice: "It's been so long since I've hacked someone up like this, what a thrill!"
Then he raised the long knife again and brought it down hard on the continuously rolling and screaming Zhao Lei's neck. Blood spurted like a fountain, the moonlight flickering.
Su Mo's madness intensified, he held up the head and walked out into the hallway, then directly threw it down from the 6th floor.
The head made a muffled thud on the ground, then rolled a few times before stopping its movement.
Having said this, Su Mo then turned and went to the 3rd floor. As he walked he slowly took off his clothes, very slowly, relishing it.
Then he walked to a room door on the 3rd floor and threw his clothes and long knife there.
His emotionless eyes under the mask glanced at this room, then he turned and left.
At this time, inside, Old Four was scared witless. He didn't dare go to the door, he could only cower in the corner trembling.
He didn't even know who the enemy was, he only heard Zhao Lei's screams, then heard footsteps coming toward him.
A few minutes later, Old Four sneaked to the door, then saw the knife and clothes on the ground.
He thought for a few seconds, then swiftly picked up the long knife, which gave him a sense of security. As for the clothes, he left them there.
In Building 3, Xu Guang and Big Head had already instinctively pulled apart when they heard Zhao Lei's screams.
Now the two looked together at the head on the ground floor, both with solemn expressions but different moods.
"Damn, I knew that bastard Old Four would make the first move."
Xu Guang also said, "Big Head, whatever I say now, you probably won't believe me.
So I'll just say it straight - this game, whether we want to play or not we have to keep playing now. Zhao Lei is already dead.
So let's work together for now. First take out the others. As for us, we'll duel in the end, and see who's got better luck."
Big Head looked at Xu Guang several meters away: "So what should we do now?"
"Let's go take out Old Four first. He's the best fighter out of all of us. And he just killed Zhao Lei, so we have to get rid of him first."
"Okay."
Then the two, each with their own ulterior motives, carefully went downstairs toward Building 2.
In the monitoring room, Gao Ming admired: "You really are amazing. With just a little effort you made the game interesting."
Su Mo coldly laughed: "That's just human nature, survival instinct.
At first, none of them knew what to do. Although they didn't trust each other in their hearts, no one would easily lose their head and make the first move, they just watched the situation.
But someone just needs to prod them a little, and everyone will be like a switched was flipped - they become paranoid, suspicious, brutal.
Now that Zhao Lei is dead, their first thought will be Old Four did it. Even if they think of us, it will just be a subconscious elimination.
That's human nature, an instinctive self protection in the face of danger that no one can avoid."
Big Head and Xu Guang, Big Head holding a rock and Xu Guang holding nothing, with a knife concealed on his back as his trump card.
After the two entered Building 2, they started searching room by room, moving very quietly and carefully.
At the same time, they both kept their distance from each other. That was the basis of their temporary cooperation - otherwise, forget cooperation, they'd be straight up fighting each other.
On the other side, Building 1, Second Master Mei stood in the 6th floor hallway. He could see everything happening in Building 2 clearly, but he didn't speak or move, just watched quietly.
Beside him, Li Siyu's corpse lay there silently, a big hole in his belly with intestines and blood spilled all over the floor.
As for Old Five, he had disappeared without a trace, also unknown where he went.

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