The locked door opened directly, and there was no one outside the open door, and after just a second, the door closed automatically.

I don't know when the latch on the door returned to its original position, and the door became locked again.

On the bed, Zeng Xiaoqin was still asleep, and after three seconds, the bathroom door was opened for a second, just like the door of the room, and then closed.

For the next two minutes, nothing changes in the frame.

At 2 minutes and 59 seconds, the wind suddenly blew in the sealed room, and the curtains and some light furnishings shook slightly.

Zeng Xiaoqin also felt it, her whole body curled up, her eyes closed, and her hands unconsciously began to look for the quilt.

Soon, she grabbed something and subconsciously covered herself.

With a few twists of her body, Zeng Xiaoqin fell into a deep sleep again.

Unbeknownst to her, it wasn't the quilt under her body that was covering her at all, but a tattered white coat pulled out from under the bed by her hand, with large patches of dried blood and long hairs coagulated in the blood.

The wind in the room was getting stronger and stronger, the curtains began to shake violently, and many of the ornaments were blown to the ground with a muffled sound.

Zeng Xiaoqin didn't seem to feel all this, the tattered white coat not only gave her warmth, but also sealed her senses.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, the curtains are dancing wildly, and the debris on the ground is whirling with a clattering sound.

The white coat seemed to have infinite magical power, and Zeng Xiaoqin's hair never floated in the wind.

The paper towels that fell on the ground were blown up by the wind and quickly shattered in the strong wind, and the confetti mixed with the dust blown out of the corners, blurring the whole room.

In this blur, two red dots suddenly appeared, followed by a tall figure.

The wind stopped without warning, and the curtains slowly fell along with the confetti and dust in the sky.

The line of sight became clear again, and a werewolf more than three meters tall appeared in the room out of thin air, slightly hunched over.

The long scarlet tongue swept across the sharp teeth, as if the stench that could be smelled through the silver screen filled the room with the saliva dripping to the ground.

Werewolves, almost exactly the same werewolves as in the Werewolf Kill game.

Soon, the red eyes fell on Zeng Xiaoqin on the bed, and the humanoid wolf claws covered with dark red stiff fur slowly stretched forward.

The sharp nails hooked the white coat on Zeng Xiaoqin's body, and a strange expression flashed in the wolf's eyes, and then he became cruel again.

The wolf's claws flipped down and pierced Zeng Xiaoqin's shoulder through the white coat.

The intense pain finally brought the girl to her senses.

A brief moment of stupefaction was followed by a scream that pierced the eardrum.

The voice was full of fear, but the fear in his eyes was only a flash, and he quickly returned to calm.

"Hallucinations, they're all hallucinations."

Zeng Xiaoqin closed her eyes tightly and muttered loudly, as if she wanted to free herself from the illusion in this way.

The werewolf didn't disappear as she had hoped, the long nails lifted her whole body close to her mouth, and the long tongue licked her cheeks like barbs, leaving dense scars on her face.

"It's fake, it's all fake."

Zeng Xiaoqin suddenly raised her voice, mixed with painful screams, which was just psychological comfort.

The werewolf's jaw opened and bit down on her head.

At the moment when the giant mouth was about to close, Zeng Xiaoqin, who was awakened by the fishy smell, struggled violently.

With many wounds on his body, he broke free from the unsuspecting werewolf and fell heavily to the ground.

She didn't listen in the slightest, and rolled on the ground in spite of the pain, away from the werewolf.

It was only after hitting the wall that he stopped and struggled to get up.

"Ling Tian, you bastard, is this fake?"

scolded in his mouth, but his eyes kept locked on the werewolf.

At this time, the werewolf had already reacted, his tongue licking the blood from his claws, and the hairy wolf had a satisfied expression on his face.

Looking at the werewolf approaching step by step, Zeng Xiaoqin showed a desperate look.

But she didn't give up, but leaned against the wall, her eyes constantly searching around for something that could be used.

Soon, she saw the first aid kit on one of the cabinets.

It was a 20-centimeter-square metal box, which was used as a tool for self-rescue in case of emergency. It's just that most of the time, no one notices it.

Glancing at the werewolf two meters away, she suddenly ran towards the first aid kit with all her strength, she didn't know if the first aid kit could help her, but it was already the most useful thing she could see.

Almost at the same time, the werewolf's thick hind legs kicked and pounced on Zeng Xiaoqin.

The wolf's claws swept over Zeng Xiaoqin's back, leaving several scratches.

The claws bring pain and great power.

Zeng Xiaoqin flew out and hit the cabinet hard.

The cabinet shook, and the first aid kit landed right on her head, smashing her head and bleeding.

But where did she care about the pain, she hurriedly opened the first aid kit, and with just one look, her heart suddenly felt cold.

There are gauze, bandages and so on, but unfortunately it doesn't have any effect on the situation in front of you.

In a hurry, she could only grab a pair of first-aid scissors and stab them backwards with force.

The first-aid scissors stabbed the wolf's claws just right, but only left a sesame-sized wound on it.

The werewolf, who had never been injured, looked down at the wound on his paws, his expression even more hideous, alternating his claws as if he was crazy, and constantly waving them.

Scars appeared on Zeng Xiaoqin's body, and in just a second or two, her whole body was soaked with blood.

The weakness caused by the pain and massive blood loss did not make her lose her fighting spirit, and like the werewolf, she also frantically threw the contents of the first aid kit at the werewolf.

"Smack"

A crunch sound, especially noticeable in the werewolf's roar.

Zeng Xiaoqin and the werewolf were stunned.

The werewolf's movements had stopped after the crisp sound, puffs of green smoke from the hair on his arms, and a foul stench began to fill the room.

"Roar."

A huge roar sounded, with pain, Zeng Xiaoqin saw that the werewolf's thick arm was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had been poured with a high concentration of sulfuric acid.

The skin, the flesh and blood have disappeared, but there are no bones in it, only the black thick tendons writhing like snakes, but without the help of flesh and blood, the black tendons can't control the whole arm at all, but because of the violent twisting out of the arm.

The arm suddenly hung down as if it had lost its support, and the black tendons began to smoke from it, and the stench in the air became even stronger.

The werewolf couldn't take it anymore, let out a terrible scream again, panicked, frantically smashed the bathroom door, and disappeared into the narrow space.

At this moment, Zeng Xiaoqin also lost the strength of her whole body and collapsed to the ground like mud.

It took several minutes before he struggled to reach for the broken bottle on the ground.