When Pei Guang opened his eyes again, he found that he was lying in a dimly lit room, and there was no light around him.

Something terrible had happened to their company, and their former acquaintances had disappeared one after another.

Even the manager, who was talking to him one second, rolled his head inexplicably to his feet the next second, and blood sprayed from the manager's neck to the ceiling.

He was frightened by all this, and when he opened his eyes, he was already here.

He didn't dare make any sound, because in this room, where he didn't know how big he couldn't see clearly, he heard the sound of another 'thing'.

It wasn't far from him, and he didn't know if it had been a dream or not.

But as time passed, he vaguely felt that the 'thing' was getting closer and closer to him, and finally the next moment he saw a face that almost made him lose his soul.

That 'thing' burrowed into his chest, into his body.

And Da Mao, who had lost half of his face, was standing in front of Pei Guang, with a paw inserted into Pei Guang's heart.

The strong tingling sensation caused Pei Guang to wake up from his nightmare.

When he returned to consciousness, the ghost hand on his chest also revived in an instant, and the ghost hand on his chest grabbed Da Mao violently and tore it hard......

"How is it possible that this ghost can affect people's memories? Although Da Mao was torn apart, Pei Guang was still afraid for a while, and he wanted to kill Wang Ting and the others to vent his anger as soon as possible, but he faintly felt that something was wrong.

That is, it all seems too easy.

And since Da Mao has been torn by him, why hasn't the ghost shrouded here disappeared?

What he didn't see was a hideous female ghost on the ceiling with her mouth and nose cut off watching him, and a blood-stained hemp rope was slowly descending from above his head.

A trace of uneasiness rose in Pei Guang's heart, but he couldn't say it.

The next second, just as he was about to leave, his body suddenly stiffened in place, and a blood-stained hemp rope firmly tightened his neck.

Directly hanging his body in the air, the ghost hand on his chest extended upwards to pull the rope, but in the next moment, the hideous ghost hand was grabbed by another miserable white hand.

A creepy sound came from Pei Guang's body, and the ghost in his chest wanted to withdraw his arm, but was firmly grasped by the even more terrifying female ghost.

Pei Guang also found out about this scene, he was terrified, this situation could not happen at all.

The ghost in his body is about to enter the level of a powerful ghost.

"No... No!" Pei Guang roared in despair, even though he knew that he would die one day sooner or later, he couldn't imagine that he would die like this.

But this is the case, no matter how the ghost in Pei Guang's body resists, the miserable white palm will finally grab the arm of the ghost in Pei Guang's body and pull it out......

As the powerful ghost in Pei Guang's body was pulled out, Pei Guang's writhing body in mid-air stiffened, and hung directly in mid-air, without a trace of struggle.

At the same time, the four people who were waiting at the door suddenly found that it was dawn!

May 10, 2030 at 11:20 a.m.

Feeling the warm sunshine enveloping everyone, the four of them had a feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe.

But Pei Guang in the Internet café did not move for a long time.

The four of them glanced at each other, no one spoke first, and there was a pause for a few minutes, and finally Wang Ting said lightly: "You three are guarding the door, I'll go inside to take a look, once something happens, I will escape immediately." ”

Li Xi and Liu Zixuan nodded, but the fat man was anxious on the side, with Wang Ting's current situation, if there was any accident, he couldn't run away: "No, boss, I'll go with you." ”

In the end, the fat man gave in, came to the door with half of his body, and watched Wang Ting walk in.

The internal structure of the Internet café is very simple, after entering through the door, go straight and turn left in the direction of the restroom.

And at this moment, what caught Wang Ting's eyes was the corpse that had fallen to the ground, and a big hole in his chest seemed to have crawled out of it.

Pei Guang died, died from insufficient information.

Seeing him fall to the ground, Wang Ting turned around and signaled to the fat man, telling him to watch the door and not let anyone come in.

Although the fat man was puzzled, he didn't ask.

Wang Ting walked up to Pei Guang's body step by step and kicked him in the head after confirming that Pei Guang was indeed dead.

He squatted in front of Pei Guang's corpse and touched his relics, but after some groping, there was no result, Wang Ting was a little depressed, did this Pei Guang really bring nothing or was he taken away by that 'thing'?

In fact, even Wang Ting himself didn't know what he was looking for.

Is it Pei Guang's ability to acquire it? or is it information intelligence.

Just when Wang Ting was about to give up, his eyes lit up, Pei Guang is long hair, and just now he seemed to see something emitting a bright light.

After groping in Pei Guang's ear, Wang Ting withdrew his palm, and there was an extra silver earphone in his hand.

Wang Ting looked at the earphones on his palm and showed a hint of hesitation, and finally put it on his left ear.

As soon as he brought it up, a voice came from the other side: "Pei Guang, are you dead, you haven't answered for so long, what the hell are you doing!"

"Yes, he's dead. ”

"Put... Shop... Who are you? Where is Pei Guang!" The voice on the other side suddenly became solemn.

Wang Ting said helplessly: "I've already said it, he's dead. My name is Wang Ting, and I am a survivor here. ”

The voice on the other side of the headset was silent for a long time: "Is the incident resolved?"

What is the incident? Is it really a selfless concern for ordinary people, or is it only concerned about whether the incident has been resolved?

Wang Ting glanced at Pei Guang, whose corpse was already cold: "I don't know what you're talking about, if I can, I want to know some news about this matter." ”

This time, the person on the other side was silent for a longer time, and after a while, an unfamiliar male voice came from the other side, the voice was low and magnetic, but it should not be young: "Hello, I am Chen Shanhe, the leader of the national organization Tianluo Town Wutang, I think I should be able to answer your question......"

............

The three people outside were also anxious when they saw that there was no movement for a few times, some of them had never known each other, but they had experienced life and death in just a few hours, and their fate was really strange.

Just as the fat man was about to rush in, Wang Ting walked out of it.

His face was expressionless, and when he came out, he just smiled at the fat man and said randomly: "This time the matter is solved, we can go home, but Pei Guang is dead." ”

Several people have long had guesses about Pei Guang's life and death, but they were still a little surprised after hearing Wang Ting's words, after all, Pei Guang's strength is obvious to all, and ordinary people are probably easier than killing chickens in front of him.

"I'm going home, where's you, fatty?"

The fat man was startled: "Boss, your injury ......" He didn't say the words later, because Wang Ting now saw that his injuries were much better except for the clothes wrapped around his left arm, and this scene also surprised Li Xi and Liu Zixuan.

After a pause, the fat man thought about it, and said a little tiredly: "I'll come to you for a drink tomorrow, and now I'll go back first." ”