Late at night, Sophia Hotel, a suite on the eighteenth floor.

At this time, the whole room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol and a strange smell after a hormonal explosion.

On the messy bed, there is a man and a woman who are sleeping soundly.

Among them, the man was about twenty years old, with yellow hair, and a small tattoo on his upper body that looked very fashionable.

It is Wang Shiliang's mouth, the *** Huang Zimin who is inferior to the beast.

And the bewitching woman in his arms is a long burgundy hair, an Internet celebrity face, heavy makeup, and a temperament of a night beauty.

At this time, I saw that Huang Ziming, who was asleep, frowned, and his body kept struggling slightly, as if he was in a nightmare.

The clock on the wall, the hour hand points exactly in the direction of twelve o'clock.

Huang Ziming's expression in his sleep was full of pain and fear, and his body struggled more and more violently.

"Don't, don't come here!"

With a roar of fear, he sat up abruptly and woke up from his dream.

I saw that the expression on his face was frightened, his eyes were round, and even a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body.

"Hah...... Ha...... Ha ......"

He gasped for breath and turned his head to look at his surroundings before letting out a long sigh of relief.

It's just that because of the fright in the dream, his face is very ugly and a little pale.

The sleeping woman next to her was also awakened by him.

I saw her rubbing her sleepy eyes, stretched out her smooth arm to stop Huang Ziming, and asked in a coquettish voice, "My dear, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay......"

Huang Ziming was still panting heavily, and responded casually.

But I saw the woman sit up, and the thin sheets slid down, revealing a picture of indecent disrespect.

She looked at Huang Ziming, her eyes were like silk, and she suddenly whispered in his ear: "Is it a nightmare?"

Huang Ziming frowned.

Obviously, he didn't have the heart to do this right now.

"No, I don't. ”

I saw that he pushed the woman away a little impatiently, and said, "You go back first, I want to be alone and quiet." ”

"What?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then pointed to the clock on the wall with some incredulity, glared at Huang Ziming and said, "It's more than twelve o'clock in the evening, you let me go back?"

Huang Ziming frowned again, touched his wallet from the bedside table, then took out a card from it and threw it to the woman, saying, "I'll buy a bag tomorrow." ”

The woman took the card, but she was not so angry, but she was still a little hesitant and said, "But ......"

"Get out!"

Huang Ziming roared angrily, and the woman was suddenly frightened.

Then, I saw her put on her clothes and high heels angrily, and slammed the door and left.

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut, and there was a loud noise.

But Huang Ziming seemed to be unconscious.

I saw him stand up and walk to the window, looking condescendingly at the night scene outside the window, and his violently beating heart slowly calmed down.

"Stinky **, it's all dead and still running to scare me in my dreams. ”

Huang Ziming scolded viciously, and then picked up the half bottle of red wine that had been opened on the bedside table, and took a big sip.

There was a layer of cold sweat on his body, and he didn't feel it just now, but now he is calm but it is a little sticky and uncomfortable.

Huang Ziming thought about it, put the red wine on the table, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

But at the moment when he turned around, a blue woman's face suddenly appeared on the floor-to-ceiling window, and Huang Ziming caught a glimpse of it.

"it!"

Huang Ziming's body trembled, and the hairs on his body stood up.

But when he looked over again, he found that there was nothing but his own reflection on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Hoo ......"

Huang Ziming let out a long breath, inexplicably felt a little chill on his body, and whispered in his mouth: "It must be that dream just now that made me too sensitive, whew, don't scare yourself, don't scare yourself......"

With muttering in his mouth, Huang Ziming cautiously glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window again.

Everything works fine.

Huang Ziming let out a long sigh of relief again, and then walked into the bathroom.

The warm yellow light in the bathroom reassured him a little again.

Turning on the shower head, the hot water rising with smoke washed away the sweat on his body, and it seemed that even the coldness just now was gradually dispelled.

"Damn, Wang Shiliang's affairs over there can't be delayed any longer, I have to discuss with my father, just find a few outlaws and give the father and son an accident!"

Huang Ziming muttered viciously while taking a bath.

But at this moment, the light bulb in the bathroom overhead suddenly made a "sizzling" sound.

And with this "zizzling" sound, the dim light also flickered on and off.

Huang Ziming's heart suddenly tightened, as if someone grabbed his heart, and he became nervous again.

An icy chill crept in, slowly enveloping him at this moment.

In the steaming bathroom, Huang Ziming only felt like he was standing in the ice and snow, with a bone-chilling coldness.

No...... No way.

Huang Ziming's hair stood on end, his body was extremely stiff, and he slowly looked behind him like a puppet.

And when his head turned halfway, he saw in the mirror next to him a girl in a floral dress standing behind him.

Huang Ziming's body suddenly froze, and he couldn't even turn his neck for half a minute.

"Giggle......

The sound of teeth fighting sounded, and Huang Ziming's body began to tremble violently, and a frightened expression appeared on his face that was more ugly than crying.

in the mirror.

The girl's face was pale and a horrible blue, and there was a bloody hole in her head, from which red, viscous blood flowed and stained her cheeks, neck, and clothes.

She stared at Huang Ziming deadly, her eyes full of resentment and hatred.

Huang Ziming remembered this hole because it was smashed out by him with an ashtray.

I used all my strength and smashed it twenty-seven times!

It smashed into a blur of flesh and blood, and blood flowed all over the ground, staining the stalls in his office red.

"False...... Fake ......"

"I must still be dreaming......"

"There are no ghosts in this world...... No ......."

Huang Ziming trembled and tried to close his eyes, but he found that he couldn't move at all!

A pair of cold and slippery hands suddenly touched Huang Ziming's back.

I saw a strange smile suddenly appear on the girl's face.

Then, I saw her suddenly plunge her hands into her lower abdomen.

Blood flowed out instantly, staining the ground red.

Then, she dug out a bloody mass of flesh and blood from her stomach and slowly handed it to Huang Ziming.

"Ziming, take a look, take a look...... It's your child. ”

An eerie voice echoed in the bathroom: "Don't you want us?"