Chapter 45: The Deadly Rotten Building 45

The time of the day passed quickly.

The sky outside was getting darker, and I don't know when there were more lights overhead.

However, this harmless and strange situation is nothing in the eyes of everyone.

As long as it doesn't threaten their lives, they can get used to the rest.

Everyone is responsible for the place where the wall is to be built, and it is all done.

Zhang Yang, who died, was originally also in charge of a piece of the wall.

But when he died, the piece of wall that belonged to him disappeared with his corpse.

The remaining wall that was not built was Li Shuai's side.

There was no one to help him build it.

Not only because everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, but also because of the whole day, it can only be completed by building their own walls, where is the time to help others build walls?

Knock –

The bell rang out of nowhere, and it struck six times in a dull and slow way.

Qi Qian frowned and looked intently at the place where the voice came from.

He sat on the chair, one foot on the edge of the chair, his arm hanging on his knees casually, and the big guy sat in a drag and hanging position.

He pinched the lollipop's paper stick in one hand and knocked the candy back and forth in his mouth.

Why does this sound a little strange?

After striking the bell six times, the guide walked down the stairs.

When he saw that everyone listened to him, and after building the wall, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but grin with joy.

"Bang Bang!" He clapped his hands, the corners of his mouth curvading wider, and his mouth almost cracked behind his ears.

Suddenly, he saw an abrupt wall.

It was still a gray rough wall, and there was a pile of untouched bricks in front of it.

His expression changed, and his smile disappeared in an instant, and his face was full of anger.

He pointed to the gray rough wall, his angry eyes almost breathing fire: "Who made that!" Why didn't you get it right! ”

Most people were so frightened by his fury that no one dared to speak.

Qi Qian glanced at him and got up from his chair, "There are eleven of us in total, but there are twelve walls to build. The person you're looking for isn't here. ”

The guide's eyes were so huge with anger that one pair of eyes took up almost half of his face, and he looked so terrifying that it felt like his eyeballs might fall off at any moment.

He glared at Qi Qian with such eyes, saying that he would rush over and tear Qi Qian apart in the next second, and some people believed it.

But he didn't.

After hearing Qi Qian's words, the guide glared at Qi Qian, then turned around and went upstairs angrily.

It didn't take long for everyone to hear a man's roar.

That voice, not to mention how miserable and desperate it was.

Sand –

It's like something is being dragged forward.

Puff puff puff!

With the sound of heart-wrenching voices and the heavy footsteps of the guide, everyone saw that Li Shuai, who was covered in blood, was dragged downstairs by his right leg.

Li Shuai seemed to be unconscious, and his head kept hitting the cement stairs layer by layer as he was dragged by the guide.

Blood poured from his forehead and from his mouth, leaving a thick streak of blood on the gray concrete staircase.

"Oh my God...... someone exclaimed secretly.

Even if it's not the first time I've seen such a bloody scene, every time I see it, I feel terrified from the bottom of my heart.

This fear of having nowhere to escape is like a seed, and every time you see such a scene, it is the process of letting it grow gradually.

When this seed of fear grows, it will be the day when the person does not want to live.