Hai Ting's voice on the other end of the phone had turned into an extremely distorted tone because of fear, and with a hint of crying, he told Mo Chen incoherently where he was and what had happened.

Because of Dong Jingxun's relationship, Haiting pulled Lu Zhong away in a negative mood, but they didn't go back to the dormitory directly after that. When the two were chatting, Lu Zhong inadvertently mentioned that he was absent from many strange things that had happened recently, and he didn't even see the true face of the wrench, which was quite regrettable.

Anyway, being idle is also idle, Haiting, who is most afraid of boredom, called Fan Tong without thinking, and was ready to take Lu Zhong to see the true face of Lushan. It happened that Fan Tong herself was in a rental house near the school, and after getting Fan Tong's consent, Haiting and the others went directly to find her.

Fan Tong has been worrying lately, should he destroy the wrench according to his mother's instructions?

Mo Chen held the phone, listening to Haiting's intermittent narration, and hurried to Fan Tong's rental house. Along the way, he finally figured out one thing, that is, Haiting and the others took the initiative to destroy the wrench, which caused some terrifying things.

As for what kind of terrorist incident it was, before Mo Chen could ask Haiting, he heard a scream from Haiting on the other side of the phone, and the phone was interrupted.

Mo Chen arrived at the door of Fan Tong's rental house, and with a flick of the door, it was open, and he was just about to step in, but he was stopped by the scene in front of him.

Fan Tong was lying face down on the ground, her body covered with bright red blood, and her right hand was stretched forward, looking at her posture, she probably wanted to pull the deadbolt. The result was obvious, Fan Tong had just opened the deadbolt, and before he could push the door open, he fell to the ground.

Mo Chen called Fan Tong's name, hugged her shoulders, and turned her over. Fan Tong's eyes were bulging, but there was no brilliance in his eyes, Mo Chen stretched out his hand tremblingly, probed Fan Tong's snort, and his heart couldn't help but be desolate.

Fan Tong was dead, and he didn't blink an eye, Mo Chen gently put Fan Tong on the ground and walked quickly to the house.

"Haiting! Lu Zhong! Mo Chen called out the names of the two, but when he ran to the bedroom in two steps, his heart was hit violently again.

Hai Ting fell on the sofa on all fours, one leg had been lifted to the back of the sofa because of the struggle, and his body pressed against Lu Zhong.

Lu Zhong's hands were pinched around Hai Ting's neck, and Hai Ting, who was suppressed below, put his hands on his chest, as if resisting. But when Mo Chen approached the two, he saw clearly that Hai Ting's hands on his chest were holding a fruit knife tightly. The sharp blade of the fruit knife had already pierced into Lu Zhong's heart.

Fight like Kilkenny cats!

Mo Chen's mind unconsciously popped out these four words, what happened to these three people? Mo Chen tried to calm himself down, and he suddenly thought of the most crucial thing - a wrench!

There was no need to look hard, Mo Chen looked down and saw that on the floor between the coffee table and the sofa, there was a pile of bits and pieces. Among the bits and pieces of powder and stone were two wrench rings that had faded and set their stones.

Two? Mo Chen picked up the wrench and put the two remaining rings together for comparison, and their textures were exactly the same. In addition, one of the rings of the wrench was deliberately wrapped with a small red line, and Mo Chen recognized that this was the one owned by Fan Tong.

How can there be two wrenches? On the phone, Haiting did not mention the matter of another wrench. Also, Mo Chen remembered that Zheng Yi had said that this wrench was extraordinary, even if Mo Chen wanted to destroy it, they might not be able to do it.

However, near the coffee table, Mo Chen carefully checked that there was nothing special, such as a tool that could be used to destroy the wrench.

Oh, God! At the same time, the loss of three teammates made Mo Chen have mixed feelings in his heart for a while.

Being trapped in this extraordinary space and having experienced too much life and death, it stands to reason that he should have been accustomed to it a long time ago, but Mo Chen still couldn't control the increasingly fierce sadness in his heart.

"Hey, Old Mo!" Zheng Yi's voice came from the earpiece, and Mo Chen held the phone in a daze, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Hello? ~~ What's wrong? Mo Chen called Zheng Yi, but he kept silent, and Zheng Yi vaguely noticed a hint of abnormality.

"They're all dead." Mo Chen's voice trembled, and he said this sentence indifferently.

At both ends of the earpiece, there was a tacit silence, and it was so quiet for I don't know how long, Zheng Yi said, "Position." ”

"Fan Tong's home outside the school."

"Wait for me!" Zheng Yi said lightly, and then hung up the phone.

Mo Chen sat on the floor alone, facing the three corpses in the room.

"Mo handsome guy~~~" The ears seemed to sound again when they first met, Haiting's very characteristic male duck voice.

"Do you think we still have a chance to get out of here alive?" Mo Chen's gaze fell on Hai Ting's corpse, perhaps it was sadness, which made him hallucinate, he actually felt that Hai Ting in front of him, sat up, and asked himself desolately.

However, when he moved slightly, Haiting in front of him was still lying motionless on the sofa, his body becoming more and more stiff.

Mo Chen muttered to himself, as if he was promising his deceased teammates, "We will definitely get out alive!" ”

The clock on the wall was ticking and spinning, and a long time had passed, but Zheng Yi still hadn't come, and Mo Chen wanted to call again to urge. Although, even if Zheng Yi comes, he is powerless to change the facts. But for the current Mo Chen, he is already the most powerful inner support in front of him, and it is not an exaggeration that he needs the "company" of "his own people", or "relatives".

Worry about your heart, only wine to relieve your worries. However, in front of him, there was no "fine wine", so Mo Chen had to retreat and light a cigarette to relieve the depression in his heart.

Mo Chen inhaled hard, spit out a big eye circle, and through the nicotine smoke, his eyes looked lonely at the wrench that had become garbage on the ground.

Oh, my God!

Mo Chen blinked vigorously, and the broken pieces and powder of the wrenches scattered on the ground slowly condensed together at a speed visible to the naked eye. During the time of waiting for Zheng Yi, one of the wrenches almost returned to its original intact appearance.

Mo Chen hurriedly extinguished the cigarette butt, flipped out the phone, and before he could unlock the phone screen, a call came in first.

Dong Jingxun's name was recorded on the caller ID, Mo Chen pressed the answer button, and just after feeding, he heard Dong Jingxun on the other side of the phone say, "Hello! I am immortal, I am at the gate of your school now, if it is convenient, can we meet? ”

Mo Chen only felt that his brain was buzzing, how could he listen to Dong Jingxun's tone, as if they had never seen each other before? Didn't they just separate?