"! I don't care how many people you're going to kill! But it's better not to mess with Lao Tzu! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will kill you! ”

Ouyang Ze lay in front of the mirror in the bathroom, scraping his stubble vigorously, and on the sink in front of him, there was a kitchen knife with a cold light.

"Whew!"

The sharp razor was embedded in the flesh, and Ouyang Ze screamed in pain.

"Damn! Damn it! ”

Bleeding, this is not a good sign, Ouyang Ze then threw away the razor and covered the wound with a towel.

Suddenly! Through the reflection of the mirror, he saw what seemed to be a dark shadow flashing quickly!

He immediately grabbed the kitchen knife in both hands, held it to his chest, and walked out slowly against the wall.

The room was silent, and there was no half-human figure.

"Who is it! Get the out of here! ”

Ouyang Ze watched and listened in all directions, and the kitchen knife in his hand was not only a weapon for self-defense, but also an eye he used to observe behind him and on both sides.

He walked cautiously in the room, trying to avoid being near the bed, cabinet, sofa and other places where there was an obstruction of sight and could hide people.

Just when he thought he had just misunderstood, suddenly something fell to the ground on the other side of the closet, and there was a loud noise.

Ouyang Ze immediately turned his head to look over, and then at this time, a figure jumped out from behind the curtain, the strap in his hand was put around Ouyang Ze's neck, and he pulled it back hard, and the strap fell tightly into Ouyang Ze's flesh, and Ouyang Ze also fell backwards to the ground.

"Yes...... It's you! Original...... It turned out to be you! ”

Ouyang Ze's throat was tightly locked by the rope, and he made a few hoarse sounds with difficulty.

Feeling unable to breathe, he let go of the kitchen knife and buckled the strap around his throat.

However, the slender plastic strap, which is less than half a centimeter wide, is specially designed to be packaged, and once it is pulled to death, it cannot be untied by hand.

Ouyang Ze thought of a kitchen knife, only a kitchen knife could cut it, but when he reached for the kitchen knife, one foot stepped on the kitchen knife.

He could only get up from the floor and staggered to the bathroom, and the man slowly followed.

rushed into the bathroom in a panic, Ouyang Ze's bare feet stepped on the razor on the ground, and the sharp blade pierced the center of his foot, and suddenly blood poured out, and Ouyang Ze also fell to the floor.

At this time, Ouyang Ze's face was already red, his eyes had turned red because of congestion, and the strong feeling of suffocation made him lose his mind, leaving only the instinct to survive.

He frantically clasped his hands around his throat, trying to force the strap around his neck open, but he cut his own throat, and a large amount of blood flowed on the bathroom floor tiles, like a bewitching rose.

The man outside the bathroom glanced at Ouyang Ze, who had lost his breath, and calmly turned around and left the room.

……

Wang Yu and Xu Man stood in the lobby under the painting "The Last Supper", and Ma Dabiao and Guo Guo sat on the sofa, the two of them did not dare to approach this strange painting that would bleed on its own.

In "The Last Supper", Doma has a bloody hole in his neck and throat, and he begins to bleed continuously.

Wang Yu was puzzled: "Strange, it stands to reason that this Doma should symbolize the death of the butler, the butler was dismembered and mutilated, but why is the Doma in the painting dripping blood from his throat?" ”

Xu Man speculated: "Could it be because the housekeeper was cut his throat and bled to death, and finally the murderer dismembered his body?" ”

Wang Yu nodded: "I'm afraid this is the only explanation." ”

Xu Man asked questioningly, "About this painting...... Why does it show the death posture of each person? ”

Wang Yu replied very simply: "Because it's evil!" ”

Indeed, for him, after seeing the chaotic space on the second floor of the No. 17 murderous house, the Japanese ghost Zashiki boy in the casino, the human tannery who incarnated as someone else, the non-existent iron door of the health center, and the nightmare of killing people in his own dreams, what is the big deal about a strange painting? It's just an evil spirit.

Time was passing, the torrential rain was still continuing, and when the clock pointed to three o'clock in the morning, Wang Yu decided to go up and order something, lest the people upstairs have already died, and he doesn't know anything below.

Xu Man also proposed to go together, but of course Ma Dabiao and Guoguo didn't want the two of them to stay on the first floor, so they had to follow along, so the four of them went upstairs.

knocked on Mingchen's door first, and he soon came to open the door, but his face was a little pale, and he didn't look very good.

"Are you alright?" Although this second lord had something to do with him before, Wang Yu was not the kind of person who was cautious, so he still greeted him.

"I'm fine." Mingchen replied impatiently.

"If you can't hold on, come with us." Wang Yu took the initiative to give him steps.

"No, I don't." Mingchen closed the door indifferently.

After confirming that Mingchen was still alive and well, Wang Yu knocked on the door of Shen Hui and Zhang Qing again.

"Director Shen, where's Photographer Zhang?" Seeing that only Shen Hui came to open the door alone, Wang Yu's heart was very puzzled.

"She's asleep." Shen Hui deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of waking up Zhang Qing in the room.

"Asleep?" Wang Yu was surprised, this girl's heart is big enough, so many terrible things happened tonight, she can still sleep.

"Brother Shen, can I go in and see her?" Xu Man asked.

"Hmm...... Good. Shen Hui hesitated, but agreed.

Xu Man came back less than two minutes after entering the house, and she nodded at Wang Yu.

Wang Yu immediately smiled and said to Shen Hui in front of him: "Director Shen, then we won't bother you, but we still pay attention to safety, and we must not relax our vigilance." ”

After Shen Hui entered the house and closed the door, Wang Yu asked, "How is it?" ”

Xu Man replied: "Zhang Qing is really sleeping, and he is sleeping soundly. ”

Wang Yu frowned slightly: "I slept very soundly...... It's really weird. ”

Although it seems a little weird, as long as you are sure that the person is still alive and fine, there is no need to pursue it so much.

The four of them finally came to Ouyang Ze's door.

To tell the truth, among these tall friends of Xu Man, the female Wang Yu hates Shirley the most, and the male one is Ouyang Ze.

Bang bang bang! There were a few knocks on the door, but no one answered.

"Ouyang Gongzi? Ouyang Gongzi ......"

shouted a few times, but still no one answered.

At that time, Wang Yu turned his head and glanced at Xu Man, and the eyes of the two tacitly understood each other's thoughts at the same time, Ouyang Ze was afraid that something had happened.

Wang Yu moved his shoulders and prepared to slam the door open.

"Brother, leave this job to me."

Ma Dabiao took the initiative to come out and brush his sense of presence, and this body size of more than 120 kilograms rushed up like a roller and collapsed the door panel.