Binh Duong City.

Cuijiang Hotel.

"It's strange, the ghost domain has obviously shrouded the entire hotel, why is the mobile phone signal not affected by the supernatural power?"

In the hallway of the hotel.

Zhang Han ran up the stairs quickly, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and looked at it, and found that the mobile phone signal was not disturbed by the supernatural power.

Zhang Han's speed was fast, and he climbed from the sixth floor to the seventh floor of the hotel in the blink of an eye.

After arriving on the seventh floor, Zhang Han did not continue to run upstairs, but pushed open the door of the seventh floor of the hotel and walked into the corridor on the seventh floor.

While walking, Zhang Han also opened the mobile phone address book to find a contact, and when he found a contact with the note "Wang Chaling", Zhang Han pressed the dial button.

"Doodoo ......"

"Sorry, your call is currently unanswered......"

"Grass!" Zhang Han scolded secretly: "The surname Wang is really unreliable, and he always drops the chain at critical moments."

Zhang Han was trembling slightly, I don't know if it was because he was too scared, or because his boss was so unreliable and angry.

Zhang Han is not from Pingyang City, but from Dadong City, this time he came to Pingyang because of a mission, and the cooperation with Liao Fan is also purely coincidental, but he didn't expect to put himself in a predicament now.

Unlike a small city like Pingyang City, Dadong City is a large city with a very long history, and "Wang Chaling" is the person in charge of the ghost keeper in Dadong City.

Zhang Han is Wang Chaling's subordinate, but he is not affiliated with the Ghost Protector Headquarters, but another Ghost Protector organization in Dadong City.

A very powerful organization of ghost hunters.

"Now the only one who can quickly support me is except Wang Chaling."

A deep fear flashed in Zhang Han's bloodshot eyes, obviously extremely jealous of the "she" in his mouth.

Zhang Han flipped the contact in the address book to the back, and it was a contact with a strange note.

The note is only three words.

Paper-cutting man!

There is only one contact number and nothing else.

The contact person has been found, and as long as Zhang Han's finger is clicked, the phone can be dialed.

But at this moment, Zhang Han's face was full of struggle and hesitation. He was scared, he was resisting, he knew too well what it meant to be calling.

"I definitely can't get out of this ghost domain on my own, I can feel the horror of that ghost downstairs, and it's only a matter of time before I continue to stay and die."

Zhang Han gritted his teeth, his heart was ruthless, and he pressed the dial button.

"Doodoo ......"

Didn't let Zhang Han wait too long? About 10 seconds or so for the phone to be broadcast? The phone was answered.

"Hello?"

A woman's voice came from the phone, and it sounded good? It's very sweet.

But when you hear this voice? Zhang Han's body trembled unconsciously.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Han said, "Hey? Miss Yue, I encountered a supernatural incident here? What does it take for you to help? ”

The woman on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds? said his conditions: "It's very simple to want me to save you, you only need to pay a little price."

As for what the price was, the woman didn't say, but she knew that since the other party knew her mobile phone number? I must have some understanding of her.

"Okay? I agreed to your terms. Zhang Han said quickly, because he had already heard a sound of footsteps going upstairs.

The frequency of the footsteps was not like a living person, it was very dull, but Zhang Han also felt a cold aura spreading from the corridor.

"Address?"

"Pingyang City, 7th floor of Cuijiang Hotel? Room 715. ”

"Then you are so lucky, I happen to be in Binh Duong? But you have to make sure that you don't die in a minute, and it's not hard to protect yourself for a minute as a ghost hunter. ”

That's the end of the call.

Just hung up the phone? Zhang Han came to the door of room 715 and took out the room card and swiped? The door was opened.

Room 715 is Zhang Han's own room? Downstairs room 309 is Liao Fan's room? The two were not staying at the same hotel.

The cooperation with the person in charge of Binh Duong City is also a temporary idea.

"Is the ghost about to go up to the 7th floor? How could it be so fast, could it be that everyone downstairs is already dead? Or is it that the devil is eyeing me? ”

After entering the guest room, Zhang Han recalled that when he had just gone upstairs, it seemed that the entire hotel had quieted down, and there seemed to be no one on the other floors.

"What's going on? No matter what it is, I just need to hold out for a minute and wait for the help to arrive. ”

As a ghost hunter, Zhang Han still has the confidence to last for a minute.

Shaking his head, Zhang Han threw out all the other thoughts in his mind and quietly waited for the arrival of that "Miss Yue".

Tread, stomp!

The sound of Huang Quan's footsteps was slightly dull, and the distance of each step was the same as the distance of the previous one.

"Did you call for support, it seems to be called 'Miss Yue', can you be there in a minute?"

Huang Quan whispered to himself, "In that case, then you don't seem to have much value to use."

At the entrance of the staircase on the seventh floor, Huang Quan's figure stopped at the last step of the stairs.

At this time, Huang Quan looked very normal as a whole, with a handsome face, wearing a set of slightly loose casual clothes and slacks.

If you have to say that it is different from ordinary people, it is the miserable white skin, and the old firewood knife in his right hand.

Trample!

Huang Quan took a step and stepped his foot on a spot in the seventh-floor walkway.

That was the location where Zhang Han had walked before, and there were some traces of Zhang Han's passing in the same place, such as ...... Footprints!

Huang Quan stepped on the footprints left by Zhang Han with his own foot.

The curse of the hatchet is triggered.

The next moment.

The scene in front of Huangquan is no longer an empty hallway on the seventh floor of the hotel, but a guest room.

Zhang Han stood in the guest room, staring at the door vigilantly, as if he was afraid that the door would be opened suddenly, but he seemed to hope that the door would be opened.

"In this world where ghosts are rampant, when you are attacked by some ghosts, death is silent, but you can't resist it."

"For example...... Can you resist my knife? What are you blocking! ”

Huang Quan lifted the firewood knife in his hand.

But just as Huang Quan was about to slash down, his brows furrowed, and his eyes looked in the direction of the outside of the hotel.

In his ghost domain, a very strange "person" walked in, to be precise, a "thing" walked in.

"It came pretty fast, but it didn't change anything." Huang Quan muttered to himself.

Along with the words fell, there was also the firewood knife in his hand that had been raised above his head.

A wound suddenly appeared on Zhang Han's body in room 715, which was split horizontally from top to bottom, directly splitting his whole person into two.

Zhang Han, pawn!

Even to death, Zhang Han didn't know how he died.

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