Liu Jialan rubbed her eyes and looked around while lying on the bed.

She was not very conscious, but she was a little confused at the moment, just now Wan Shouguang woke herself up outside the door, saying that Cong Cong was gone, but at this moment she clearly heard her son calling herself.

"Cong Cong?"

Liu Jialan wanted to get up, but suddenly found that she couldn't move, her whole body didn't seem to belong to her, only her consciousness was there, but she couldn't command her hands and feet, except for the neck and above.

Lying on the bed, she soon broke out in a cold sweat all over her body.

"Mom."

A cold, emotionless voice rang out again.

This time Liu Jialan heard it clearly, and the voice came from her left side.

And to her left was the edge of the bed, and listening to the voice, it seemed to be under the bed.

At this time, in the middle of the night, the third watch hid under the bed and called herself, she didn't have to think about it to know that there was a problem, and Wan Shouguang, who was originally beside her, disappeared at the moment, and Liu Jialan couldn't move her whole body, and she was even more frightened.

She didn't answer, but tried to keep her eyes open, her head tilted to the side of the bed, and she stared in this direction with a horrified expression.

For a moment, she even suspected that she was still dreaming and had not woken up.

"Mom."

Another shout sounded faintly, pulling Liu Jialan back to reality.

Immediately, there was a sound of rustling coming from under the bed, and it seemed that a person was crawling on the ground.

Liu Jialan was even more frightened, she desperately wanted to move her body, but her limbs still didn't obey the call, and only her head could swing.

She wanted to shout at Wan Shouguang, who had already run downstairs, but she was afraid to alarm or even anger the people under the bed.

At this moment, Liu Jialan felt that the person who called her "mom" no longer sounded like the voice of her son Wan Cong, as if she had become a stranger.

After a while, the sound of rustling stopped.

Liu Jialan's eyes widened, staring at the side of the bed, her whole body stiffened.

In the faint darkness, some hair first appeared under the bed, and it could be seen that it was the top of a person's head.

The head continues to surface, the forehead, the eyebrows, and then the eyes.

After these eyes appeared, this person's head no longer rose, but stopped, staring at Liu Jialan motionlessly.

At this time, Liu Jialan's face was distorted and deformed because of her frightened expression, she wanted to scream, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something, she could only make a clicking sound, her limbs were tense, she still couldn't move, and it was impossible to even lie on the bed and shrink back.

She could see clearly that these eyes did belong to her son Wan Cong, but the pupils of the eyes were blood-red, and in this dimly lit bedroom, it looked as if the eyes had become pitch black, all of them were black pupils.

"Click, Click, Click......"

Liu Jialan's throat continued to make frightened and rapid sounds.

After a brief pause, the face on the edge of the bed continued to rise up the horizon of the edge of the bed, revealing its nose and then its upper lip.

But soon, Liu Jialan noticed that something was wrong again, because the face never appeared with the lower lip, but the mouth was wide open, and it was stretched out, as if it had cracked to the root of the ear.

After a while, the whole face finally appeared in front of Liu Jialan's eyes, Wan Cong's mouth was really big, and the exposed teeth were not neat, but as sharp as canine teeth, staggered, staring at himself so weirdly.

At this time, "Wan Cong" did not stand up next to the edge of the bed, but after his head appeared completely, his whole body climbed onto the bed along the edge of the bed, sticking to the sheets, and slowly approached Liu Jialan, who was unable to move.

This scene made Liu Jialan almost collapse, because of extreme fear, her whole body trembled like a conditioned reflex, and she watched the head of "Wan Cong" with a terrifying mouth approaching.

Then I saw his two arms climb onto the bed, soft, but supporting the strength of the whole body, not like a person, but like an animal.

Soon his head was completely close to Liu Jialan, and a cold and piercing breath came out of his open mouth, as if the temperature around him had dropped instantly.

The lips were close to Liu Jialan's arm in pajamas, and the scarlet eyes stared at Liu Jialan's eyes, and then the mouth slowly closed, and the sharp teeth like canine teeth pierced the sleeves and slowly embedded in Liu Jialan's arm.

At this moment, with the severe pain and extreme fear in her heart, Liu Jialan tilted her head and fainted directly.

The teeth that were being bitten suddenly stopped, blood flowed out of the teeth, and then his lips loosened, and Wan Cong stood up with his hands on the bed, his chin was red.

He walked to the end of the bed expressionlessly, reached out and grabbed Liu Jialan's ankle, and dragged her out of the bedroom.

When dragging the unconscious Liu Jialan out of bed, Liu Jialan's whole body slammed to the ground, and her head was also bumped. However, Wan Cong didn't seem to notice, and dragged her out of the bedroom without looking back.

Ground floor of the villa.

After Wan Shouguang ran downstairs, he looked around the living room with a flashlight, but he didn't see Wan Cong, and checked the door lock in the living room, and there was no trace of it being opened. I ran to the kitchen, the maid's room, and the storage room, but I still didn't see my son.

With a puzzled face, he walked to the side of the stairs, approached the door leading to the basement, and shone his flashlight to find that the basement door was hidden and not locked.

In this basement, there are some discarded books, as well as red wine from Wan Shouguang's collection, and old-fashioned gramophone players that were used in the past and are reluctant to throw away.

Opening the hidden basement door, Wan Shouguang found that his palms were full of cold sweat, he reached out and pressed the switch of the basement light at the door, but there was still no response, as if the entire villa was powered off.

After hesitating for a moment, he took a flashlight and stepped down the stairs leading to the basement, and at the same time shouted, "Cong Cong, come out quickly, it's okay!" Dad had already killed that guy. ”

In his mind, the vicious dog that was killed by himself last time has now turned into a monster and returned to take revenge, and it is possible that he must have scared his son just now, or that his son was injured.

Maybe Cong Cong was hiding somewhere at the moment, and he had to tell him that the crisis had been resolved.

As you walk down the stairs, you speak.

As soon as Wan Shouguang's words fell, there was a sudden sound in a corner under the stairs, as if something had been knocked down.

"Cong Cong?" Wan Shouguang shouted again.

No one answered.

He quickened his pace and walked to the basement, and as he was about to finish going down the stairs, he raised his flashlight to shine a circle around the stairs, and the next second, he stood on the stairs and stopped going down.

I saw that in front of the stairs stood a man in ragged clothes, with fluffy hair and black all over, this man had his head bowed tightly, his hair was tied down, and his face could not be seen, but he should be a beggar in this dress.

An empty beer bottle fell to the ground next to the beggar's feet, and the sound must have come from here.

Neither side spoke, Wan Shouguang did not move, and the beggar also stood motionless with his head bowed.

Wan Shouguang shone the light of the flashlight directly on the man, but the beggar didn't even lift his head.

Soon Wan Shouguang sensed that something was wrong, and he found that the beggar was standing there with no ups and downs at all, as if he was not breathing at all, as if he was ...... A dead man!

Wan Shouguang involuntarily took a step back and went up a step.

At this moment, the old beggar who had been bowing his head in front of him, his fluffy hair moved slightly, and slowly raised his head, his movements were extremely stiff, revealing a dead gray face.

There is only one eye left in this face, there is no eyeball in the black hole, and the lower left part of the chin has no flesh and skin, only white bones.

Wan Shouguang was frightened and stepped back up the stairs again, and the beggar lifted his feet and took a step forward, while the one-eyed dragon's eyes rolled, as if maggots had crawled out of its eye sockets and fell to the ground.

"Ahh

Wan Shouguang turned around and climbed up the stairs, and after a few steps, he turned his head to see that the beggar had followed.

He immediately aimed the magnetic knife shrapnel at the beggar and pressed the activation button.

A magnetic blade phantom flew out quickly, but it missed the direction and flew right next to the beggar's head.

Wan Shouguang didn't look closely after pressing it, he used his hands and feet again, and quickly climbed up the stairs in a panic.

After climbing a few steps, he turned his head to look again, and found that the beggar had already begun to climb the stairs, and he immediately turned around again and activated another magnetic knife.

The magnetic knife ejected, and although it still deviated from the direction, it struck the beggar on the left shoulder.

Magnetic knife shrapnel has no physical damage, it can only inflict damage on weirdness, if the opponent is weird, it will definitely be injured or even die if it is cut by shrapnel.

When the shrapnel shadow of the magnetic knife slashed across the beggar's left shoulder, it neatly shaved off his shoulder, and a cloud of black gas emerged from the wound.

The old beggar who was chasing after him was stunned, and began to deviate from the direction as he climbed the stairs, and was obviously injured.

Since he was injured, it means that Wan Shouguang guessed that the other party was a monster, not a human.

Wan Shouguang had already climbed the stairs at this time, and when he came to the door leading to the basement, he immediately turned around again, this time although he was panting, he tried to control his hands not to tremble, his left hand pressed his right hand, and he activated the magnetic knife shrapnel for the third time at the old beggar who came from the stairs.

Burst!

The magnetic knife phantom flew out, directly through the old beggar's chest, making his chest and back instantly transparent.

The old beggar shook his whole body, froze on the spot, and finally let out a grunt like blood gushing up from his throat, and fell backwards.

Wan Shouguang's face was pale and panting, and he illuminated the scene with a flashlight.

When he saw the old beggar fall on his back, he breathed a sigh of relief, hurried out of the basement door, turned around and closed the door immediately.

However, at the moment when the door was about to close, a rustling sound came from the stairs in the basement, and Wan Shouguang immediately moved the flashlight light to the position where the sound came from, and the old beggar who had just fallen down on his back was still lying on the stairs, with his feet facing himself and his head facing the basement.

But at this moment, as if they had a life, the feet dragged the upper body of the beggar and began to crawl up the stairs.

This scene is extremely weird.

The beggar's body seemed to be turned upside down, with his feet becoming his head and his head becoming his legs, and he crawled the stairs in a very strange way, climbing the steps with his feet one after the other, dragging his body to the top of the stairs.

Wan Shouguang was so frightened by this scene that he immediately closed the door, but the basement door immediately popped open another crack on its own.

He looked down and saw that the lock was broken and could not be closed at all, no wonder the door was hidden when he saw it just now.

There was no way, he dragged a wooden crate of empty beer bottles next to the door, against the basement door, and quickly trotted all the way to the staircase leading to the second floor.

Wan Shouguang, who was about to go upstairs, had just come to the back of the stairs and had not turned to the front when footsteps sounded on the second floor.

The footsteps were heavy, and seemed to be accompanied by the sound of dragging.

Wan Shouguang was startled, and immediately bent down and squatted, holding the transmitter of the magnetic knife shrapnel tightly in his hand, raising his head, and looking at the direction of the staircase on the second floor from the back of the staircase.

A few seconds later, Wan Cong's figure appeared, clutching the ankle of a man who remained motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or unconscious.

Wan Cong didn't stop, he went downstairs directly, his steps were not hurried, step by step, the person he was dragging in his hand followed one step after another, his head hit the steps, and he made a sound of "knock-knock-knock", which was particularly piercing and infiltrating in this quiet and gloomy night.

Wan Shouguang kept staring at the back of the stairs, not daring to make a sound, until Wan Cong dragged people to the middle of the stairs, and he saw clearly that the person being dragged was actually his wife Liu Jialan.

A wave of blood surged up, Wan Shouguang almost burst out, and then looked at the "son" who was not in a hurry and went down the stairs, and a wave of unwillingness and reluctance surged in his heart.

Boom!

The sound of his head slamming on the steps seemed to stimulate Wan Shouguang's heart, like a steel needle, piercing it one by one.

He bit his lower lip tightly, and with a plan in his heart, he held back stubbornly.

Squatting, he came to the side of the stairs lightly, his eyes were cracking, his lips were about to bite and bleed, waiting for the "son" to drag his wife down the stairs.

In the process, the wooden crate of empty beer bottles against the basement door at the corner behind the basement door, clucking and rubbing, it was obvious that something was pushing the basement door hard.

This wooden box is not light, it is full of empty bottles that are usually left over from Wan Shouguang's drinking, even he can't lift it himself, he can only drag it.

The wooden box made a grinding sound against the ground, indicating that although the box was heavy, it was moving outward, which also stimulated Wan Shouguang, reminding him that the beggar behind him was weird and was about to push open the basement door and climb out.

Wan Shouguang squatted on the ground, not daring to move, the encounter in front of him and behind him made his nerves highly tense, and even his body was tense as if even the blood was no longer flowing, like the bowstring of the full moon, almost about to break.

Boom!

After the last step, the back of Liu Jialan's head hit the ground on the first floor.

At this moment, Wan Shouguang suddenly stood up, rushed to his wife who was lying on the ground, and the weird jammer that had been prepared in his hand snapped on the switch and threw it on Liu Jialan's stomach lying on her back.

The moment the weird jammer came into play, Wan Cong felt that his hands were suddenly empty, and although he was still holding his ankle, he couldn't see anything.

In his eyes, Liu Jialan disappeared in an instant.

However, although Liu Jialan disappeared, there was another person in front of her - Wan Shouguang.

Wan Shouguang's eyes were red, and the whole person seemed to be more than ten years old at this moment, standing straight in front of Wan Cong, without dodging.

In fact, when he threw the strange jammer to his wife, he couldn't dodge it at all, and he clutched the transmitter of the magnetic knife shrapnel tightly in his hand, and the tears could no longer be stopped, rolling down his cheeks.

"Satoshi...... Clever! His lips squirmed, and he made a voice that he couldn't even hear clearly, "Why is that?" She's you...... Mommy......"

"Ahh

Wan Cong let go of the ankle he was holding in his hand, tilted his head and stared at Wan Shouguang, his mouth opened widely, revealing a mouthful of extremely sharp canine teeth and making a strange scream.

Wan Shouguang unconsciously took a step back, and his body couldn't help but start trembling again because of extreme shock, fear, and sadness.

He looked at the "son" in front of him with tears in his eyes, and then at his wife lying on the ground who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and his heart was entangled to the extreme.

With a slight movement of his right hand, he lifted the magnetic knife shrapnel launcher, but his arm was trembling like chaff, and although his left hand had been holding it, he still couldn't control the trembling violently.

It seems that at this moment, he used all the courage of his life, let go of all his persistence and persistence, abandoned all illusions, and finally aimed the magnetic knife shrapnel at Wan Cong with difficulty and pain.

"Cong Cong? Right...... No...... Rise! ”

Looking at the familiar son in front of him, but at this moment he was completely unfamiliar and terrifying, Wan Shouguang burst into tears, and the whole person was on the verge of collapse.

However, Wan Cong didn't seem to hear anything, just opened his mouth and took a step towards Wan Shouguang, wanting to get closer.

In the next second, Wan Shouguang closed his eyes and pressed shrapnel at Wan Cong's neck at the same time to fire.

Burst!

The magnetic knife flew out.

However, at the moment before flying out, a cold hand suddenly grabbed Wan Shouguang's feet in the back, leading him to the wrong direction, the original direction of shooting Wan Cong at close range would not be wrong at all, but at this moment, the magnetic knife shrapnel flew directly upward, at least one fist away from the top of Wan Cong's head and staggered.

Wan Shouguang fell to the ground, looked sideways, and with tears in his eyes, a sense of panic struck again, but it was the beggar in the basement who strangely crawled behind him and pulled him down, missing the opportunity to kill Wan Cong.

At this moment, Wan Cong pounced with his mouth open.

However, before Wan Cong's teeth were close to Wan Shouguang's neck, this guy was suddenly startled, as if he felt something fearful, and immediately got up, but it was too late.

With a bang, his head was hit in the forehead by a black mallet, and the whole person was knocked out, and he flew exaggeratedly to the wall on the other side of the staircase, and then fell again after the impact.

On the other side, the strange beggar who tripped Wan Shouguang was being hit hard by this mallet, rolling all over the ground without making a sound.

Wan Shouguang was extremely surprised, and when he looked up, he saw that the figure who was wielding a mallet seemed to be somewhat familiar.

He wiped away his tears with one hand, picked up the flashlight that fell to the side with the other, and blurted out: "Yan ...... Yan Junze!? ”

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