When Zhang Ling panted and climbed to the fourteenth floor, the corridor was as silent as death, the fourteenth floor of the Tianhe Building was empty, and many units were vacant, even in this busy morning, it was very gloomy.

Zhang Ling really didn't understand why this Chen Yong rented such a remote office room, could it be in order to save costs?

But now was not the time to care about that, and he didn't know where the possessed guy was going to rush up.

Room 1409 was at the other end of the corridor, and this short corridor of more than forty meters made Zhang Ling walk for a long time, and at this time he tensed his nerves and cautiously walked forward.

When he walked to the elevator, he saw that the elevator indicator had been displayed on the 14th floor, and no one had used the elevator since the guy came up.

Zhang Ling paused briefly in front of the elevator for a moment before continuing to walk, and when he came to room 1409, he was surprised to find that no one seemed to have been here.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, but there was no response inside, Zhang Ling frowned and said, "Chen Yong? Are you there? My surname is Zhang, and I just called you! ”

"Knock knock!"

Zhang Ling knocked on the door a few more times and was about to continue shouting, when suddenly a gap opened in the closed door, and a frightened eye appeared in front of Zhang Ling's eyes!

After staring at Zhang Ling for a while, the crack in the door slowly expanded, and a middle-aged man with a haggard face appeared in front of Zhang Ling.

"Come in, come in, come in!"

He took Zhang Ling's arm and dragged him into the room, then locked the door again and sealed it with a filing cabinet.

Looking at his nervous appearance, Zhang Ling frowned and said, "Are you okay?" ”

"Shhhh Here he comes, here he is! ”

At this time, Chen Yong seemed to be in a different state than when he called just now, as if he had been frightened!

"Did you see him?"

"Don't you see? He's everywhere, you see, he's there! ”

Saying that, Chen Yongmeng pointed behind Zhang Ling, Zhang Ling was shocked and hurriedly looked back, but there was nothing behind him except the wall.

"Hee-hee-hee! He's coming, he's coming......"

When Zhang Ling turned around again, he found that Chen Yong was shrinking in the corner of the wall, gnawing his fingers, with a dull smile on his face!

"This ...... Is he crazy? ”

Zhang Ling looked at the crazy Chen Yong in amazement, completely blinded, could it be that Wang Zhifeng had already come?

"No, since you're here, why don't you kill him? What exactly does he want to do? ”

Just when Zhang Ling was pondering Wang Zhifeng's intentions, suddenly a short knock sounded on the door, and the sound was like a woodpecker pecking at the door, and there was no sound after a few sounds.

Zhang Ling turned to look at the door, only to feel a cold breath coming in through the thick door panel.

"It's coming, it's coming, it's coming again!"

Hearing the strange knock on the door, Chen Yong desperately shrank his body into the corner of the wall, as if he could completely stuff himself into the wall.

"Crazy, this guy is completely crazy!"

Zhang Ling looked at the dull-eyed Chen Yong and sighed in his heart, it was he who hurt him, if it weren't for his phone call that hooked up the fear in his heart, he wouldn't have been so easily frightened by the thing outside.

"Squeak ......"

Not long after the strange knocking sound stopped, the sound of fingertips swiping across the door panel came into the ears of Zhang Ling and the others again, and the sharp voice sounded extremely harsh in this silent environment!

Zhang Ling glanced at Chen Yong, who was already delirious behind him, sighed, then turned around and took out the salt he had just bought, tore it open and poured it at the door and beside Chen Yong, after all, it was too late to draw a formation in this situation now, so he could only rely on the natural exorcism effect of this salt.

After sealing the door, Zhang Ling took out a jar of red hand-cranked paint and sprayed two fire wheel charms on the two windows of the room.

After preparing all this, Zhang Ling put a bottle of pale yellow liquid in the bag into his backpack, and was about to rush out with the folding iron sword in his hand.

But at this moment, suddenly the sound of scratching the door outside disappeared, and the silence outside returned to death.

Zhang Ling stood at the door and took a deep breath, pushed open the filing cabinet blocking the door, grabbed the doorknob and was about to push it open, only to hear a dull sound from behind him, and he was shocked when he looked back.

I saw a pair of twisted hands coming out of the wall of Chen Yong's face, he grabbed Chen Yong's face and pulled it back, and pulled him from the other side of the wall.

"Hell, yes, yes!"

Zhang Ling looked at the wooden planks and broken bricks exposed on the broken wall, he couldn't help but scold his mother, this Nima's tofu slag project is too bad, no wonder there are so few tenants here, it turns out that this building is a garbage!

Looking at Chen Yong, who was dragged away, Zhang Ling stomped his foot fiercely and chased after him, no matter what, he couldn't die anymore!

The possessed Jiang Nan's physical functions seemed to have been strengthened, and with his thin body, he could drag the sturdy Chen Yong like a fly.

When Zhang Ling chased him to the corridor, Wang Zhifeng had already rushed into the elevator with Chen Yong, and when he rushed to the elevator door, the elevator had already begun to move upward, and it seemed that he should have gone up to the top floor.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Ling cursed and rushed up the fire staircase again, running all the way up, and when he rushed to the top floor, the door to the rooftop had been kicked open.

He rushed to the roof without hesitation, and as soon as he went up, he saw Wang Zhifeng, who had a hideous face, standing on the roof of the building with Chen Yong's neck, while his other hand was holding a glass bottle full of liquid.

"Thanks... Thank... You... Take me... Find him, Truly! ”

Jiang Nan, who was possessed by Wang Zhifeng, still spoke in a dull and hoarse voice at this time, like a leaky bellows.

Hearing Wang Zhifeng's words, Zhang Ling couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted and scolded secretly: "Damn, I said how could he find Chen Yong at the same time as him so accurately, it turns out that this bastard has been following him since school!" ”

"What a carelessness!"

Zhang Ling looked at Wang Zhifeng's resentful eyes hatefully and did not speak, this is not a movie, what kind of set you let him go, how can I be meaningless.

It was a waste of words to reason with this kind of evil ghost with deep resentment, and now what Zhang Ling was thinking about was how to kill this evil ghost without harming Chen Yong and Jiang Nan.

Wang Zhifeng saw that Zhang Ling was just staring at him coldly, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth to reveal a cruel smile, he slowly raised the glass bottle in his hand and poured it on him and Chen Yong.

A gust of wind blew, and a pungent smell wafted into Zhang Ling's nose, Zhang Ling was shocked after smelling the smell, and said secretly: "Gasoline!" ”

At this time, Zhang Ling finally knew what this guy was going to do, he was going to burn Chen Yong to death, just like he did back then!!