"What's wrong with you?" Mo Chen's voice suddenly came from behind him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The bald man turned around suddenly, almost kissed Mo Chen who was standing behind him, and subconsciously took a step back. It's very strange, when did Mo Chen come over, how did he stick to him so close, he didn't feel it. But now is not the time to think about these inconsequential issues, as if he has caught the savior, he grabbed Mo Chen's arm and stammered, "Lao Li...... Lao Li ......"

Mo Chen tilted his head and looked behind him through the bald man's shoulder, "Brother Li, what's wrong?" ”

The bald man turned around and pointed to Mo Chen, "He ......"

Odd! Li Fang, who was still disemboweling his belly just now, disappeared in a blink of an eye, and a line of cold sweat flowed down the bald man's reflective forehead. He shook off Mo Chen's hand, and with some hysterical hysterical runs, he ran to the place where Li Fang had just been disemboweled, and groped in the shadows with his hands.

"What the hell?" He muttered to himself. Obviously here just now, he pushed Li Fang away and grabbed an internal organ from the darkness, it was still fresh and wet, and the blood that had not dried up hanging on it, it was impossible not to rub the floor, and the bald man saw by the faint candlelight that there was no blood on his hands except for the dust that stained the ground?!

"I'm hallucinating?" By this time, the bald man's mind was in a mess, and he even began to wonder if what he was seeing was real. He admits defeat and wipes the sweat that keeps dripping from his head, and looks at Mo Chen as if asking for help, but he never thought that there was no figure behind him!

This second, in the perception of a bald man, seems to be as long as a century. He has no culture, and he went astray when he was very young, and became a little hooligan in the eyes of his elders. Fights and brawls have always been commonplace, and a few people will fight hard, even if he is beaten up, he will not be timid, but now, he really admits it.

Most of the human fears are mainly due to the unknown, and then expand their own brain holes to supplement, a little unusual thing, can always add all the non-scientific information that they know in their lifetime, and then scare themselves half to death.

The bald man has no faith except for RMB, and he regrets it a little when it comes to the end, and he has never worn it on his body, a Buddha pendant and other amulets. His mind was in confusion, and he nervously kept babbling about the gods he could name.

"Amitabha, Allah blesses the disciple with safety and no taboos...... Without restraint...... Amen!" His hands were in front of his chest, gesturing with a cross. Carefully move his steps and look around, unless Mo Chen and them evaporate on the spot, although this hall is quite spacious, it is not so that the sound of the four people walking around cannot be heard. He pinched his thigh hard, "Pain, pain, pain...... The real pain reminded him that this was reality and not in a dream, and he tentatively called the names of several people, and the trembling voice echoed in the empty room, and the empty chatter was chilling.

The bald man didn't want to stay here for a moment, so he picked up the candlestick and held it in his hand for fear that the air fluctuations he would bring with him would extinguish the only light.

Stepping into the stairwell, he hoped that at this time, some other players would happen to succeed in the level and open the door and come out. Even if he couldn't, he hoped to find a narrow space where he could hide himself, and when this unusual thing was over automatically, normal Li Fang would come looking for him.

As he wished, he finally saw a door around the corner on the fifth floor, which was very different from other themed rooms, and the door was empty, and there were no fancy theme posters. He cautiously pushed open the door and tentatively craned his neck to look inside, where the room was only a meter square, and brooms, mops, and rags were simply stacked. Apparently it was a small grocery room, and the bald man suddenly felt that it was much safer than the outside, so he went in without thinking.

Yan Yan closed the door, but he still felt a little worried, so he simply pinned the door with a mop handle, and finally sat down against the wall and sat on the ground with peace of mind.

There was silence all around him, except for the wicks of candles, the crackling of burning, and the sound of his own breathing. The dim and dark small space gave him a sense of security, and once he put down his hanging heart, an irresistible sleepiness crept in, and he unconsciously closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In a daze, the bald man felt in a daze that someone gently patted him on the shoulder, he was too tired to toss, snorted impatiently, shrugged his shoulders and continued to sleep. I heard someone fall into his ear and whisper, "Where did you sell my kidney?" ”

"Huh?" The bald man was suddenly startled in his heart, and opened his eyes with a shudder, only to see a woman lying in front of him, her face covered by long black hair, and it seemed to be vaguely visible through the green silk, a pair of pure white and bloodless pupils were facing him.

The bald man's eyes widened, the whites of his eyes suddenly burst out bloodshots, his mouth foamed, his heart was covered, and his whole body kept twitching. The woman stretched out a pale and withered hand, and stretched out to the bald man's back with trembling, only to hear a hissing sound, the sound of skin cracking, and the woman violently pulled out a piece of red internal organs from the bald man's body. The bald man watched all this happen, felt the heart-rending pain, continued his irresistible fear, and swallowed the last breath of his life with trembling......