Another thing that Qin Duan felt strange was that they made such a big noise, but no one came to take a look, which was too strange.

The floor where Qin Dui is located is the sixth floor of the topmost floor of the Night Returnee Bar, which is the dormitory floor where the staff rests. And now happens to be the best time for the night to return to the bar business, so there are not many people on this floor, and it is very reasonable for the evil spirits to be the first restaurant to eat.

But the battle between Qin Duan and the evil ghost was so fierce, especially Qin Duan also detonated a magic bead, it was impossible for the people downstairs not to hear it, but no one came up to take a look at it at all, which was too unreasonable.

Qin Duan cautiously went downstairs, the fifth floor was also an internal office floor, and there was still no one. When I got to the fourth floor, there was no one either.

Qin Duan immediately frowned, the luxurious box where they held the class reunion was on the fourth floor. At this time, on the fourth floor, every box was empty, and the whole floor was empty. It doesn't look like they were slaughtered by evil spirits, but these people ran away on their own. Qin Duan probably guessed that because the two men in black and sunglasses were put down by themselves, all the people in these luxurious boxes ran out.

The problem is that those classmates of Qin Dui, who obviously told them to wait for themselves, still ran away.

Sure enough, it was a group of people who were causing trouble and dragging their feet, and Qin Duan was very depressed.

There was no one on the third floor, but standing on the third floor, you could already hear the loud noise of the two floors below. Qin Duan finally knew why he made such a huge movement on the sixth floor, but no one came up to take a look, it turned out that everyone was crowded to the first floor!

The patrons wanted to leave, so they flocked to the first floor, and the staff, thugs, and managers of the Night Returning Bar all followed them to the first floor in order to maintain order.

Only a few people were still on the sixth floor, and now they were all fed to the demons.

When Qin Duan arrived on the first floor, he immediately startled the crowd.

The Night Returnee Bar was already doing very good business, and at this time everyone crowded to the first floor, so you can imagine how many people there were.

And the most crowded and nervous place at this time is at the gate!

The entrance of the Night Returnee Bar adopts a cloister design, that is, there is only a small cloister leading directly to the outside, which is full of design and fashion. But at this time, it is very difficult to escape. Because the place is too small, only two people can be allowed to walk side by side, and there is a lot of momentum that can not be opened. In fact, Qin Duan knew when he came in that once the evil ghost was guarding the door, it would be an easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it was very likely to be a trap for one to die.

At this time, the main corridor of the gate, standing inside and looking out, is a long narrow passage, and the white fog is misty, and it is completely impossible to see what is outside and what is there.

The general manager of the Night Returnee Bar blocked the door with more than a dozen people in black, not letting people out, and shouted hoarsely: "Don't be nervous, don't be excited, and don't listen to rumors." The fog outside is so big that I can't see the road clearly, and it's too dangerous to go out at this time. ”

"It's dangerous, it's a little foggy outside, I can walk out when I touch it, what's this."

"Unless you tell us what happened, why someone is missing, and there is still blood on the stairs."

"What nonsense, why don't you let us go, we can leave if we give the money."

The crowd was excited, but fortunately, the narrow terrain at the door, coupled with the brutal suppression of more than a dozen black-clothed people, barely blocked the crowd.

Among the dozen or so black-clothed people, who were obviously the leaders, complained to the general manager: "Brother Deng, it can't go on like this, if they want to leave, let them go, we will let them die." ”

The general manager was also distressed, but still shook his head: "No, it's too strange outside, if something really happens to these people, we will be completely finished when we return at night." Compensating for the cost of death alone, as well as the loss of reputation, is enough to make the Night Returnee completely bankrupt. ”

"But things are so strange, the third son and the dark horse died on the stairs for no reason, and Xiaodong and Xiao Zhang died in the toilet again, this thing is really weird." Thinking of the tragic deaths of several of his subordinates, as well as the strange death scene, even if he was a leader who grew up on the street and entered the detention center as a daily routine, his hair stood on end.

"It's strange, it's just a mad pervert, deliberately pretending to kill people. This scares you, if we can't find out this person today, then our reputation for many years of night return will be over. The general manager was immediately angry, reprimanded, and immediately shut up the other party.

This general manager also knows the way to control people, and after a tough attitude, it is Huairou's appeasement.

"What are you nervous about, no matter how powerful the other party is, it is a sneak attack, and now I don't dare to come out and fight us head-on. And the guy is all brought down, if he really dares to come out, I'll kill him. If there is anything, the big boss can help us fight down, I understand. ”

More than a dozen men in black nodded one by one, after all, they had three or four pistols hidden on them!

In China, firearms are an absolute contraband, but some people with deep backgrounds can still get a little bit. The backdrop of the Night Returnee Bar is very hard, so there are a few small pistols hidden as the final hole cards.

This thing is usually not used in general, and at most it is used to scare it, but for such a thing today, the pistol is undoubtedly the best confidence and weapon.

Although it is only a small pistol, the lethality is very limited, but no matter how limited it is, it is still a gun. Those who dodge bullets with their bare hands, those who snatch firearms in hand-to-hand combat, and those who kill people with guns with throwing knives and darts are all just movies.

In the real world, a person with a pistol who is trained to shoot and aim is basically invincible when facing another person without a gun. After all, as long as you raise your hand and move your fingers, the bullet will be fired. It is impossible for any master to rush over and knock someone down in the time he raises his hands and clasps his fingers, unless it is Superman. And the closer you are, the more terrifying the power of the gun is, and the easier it is to aim.

In the movie, many people are still alive after being shot several times, which is completely artistic processing. If the bullet is stuck in the body, it can kill a person, and if it is shot through the human body, the spinning bullet will open a big hole as soon as it comes out of the body.

The fact is that basically as long as they are shot, no matter where they are in their body, normal people must immediately lose their resistance and combat effectiveness.

**The cold weapon is the existence of crushing victory!

Therefore, there are only three or four small pistols among the dozen or so men in black, but it is enough to make them confident.

But the accident happened at this time.

The fog outside the door rolled silently, as if something inside was pushing the white mist, churning the white mist. So the white mist gradually spread, starting from outside the door and flooding in the door.

There was no sound in the white mist's movement, so when the people inside the door found out, the white mist had already rushed a meter behind them. The white mist was surging and surging, drowning the people at the door in a white vast.

The first to bear the brunt, of course, was the general manager and more than a dozen black-clothed people who were blocking the door, and some of the most excited, rushing to the front were also drowned in.

The doorway immediately turned white, and the people behind were at a loss. Soon, however, a violent scream came from the white mist.

The voice was terrible and painful, and it immediately startled everyone. And this scream seemed to be a signal of the beginning, and countless people in the white fog screamed and howled. Then someone roared angrily, and a huge "bang bang" sound stirred out, and even shook the white mist to boil endlessly.

The banging sound was very loud, and ordinary people really didn't know what it was, only Qin Duan immediately heard it, it was a gunshot.

There was actually a gun in the night homecoming bar, and Qin Du was really a little surprised. But listening to this voice, it's just a small caliber of self-made **. It's not a well-made high-powered firearm, and Qin Duan really has no interest. After all, although the gun is good, it is difficult to maintain, and if it is not well maintained, the gun is easy to jam, and the bullet is a consumable, and it is difficult to replenish.

Therefore, Qin Duan's choice of long-range weapons is easy to maintain, simple to repair, and easy to replenish and produce crossbows and bows made by himself, regardless of steel bullets and arrows.

If the people at the Night Returnee Bar now took out a "Desert Silver Eagle", a well-known large-caliber, large-kill pistol, Qin Dui promised to immediately rush into the white mist and rob the things.

It's a pity that two or three branches can't arouse Qin Duan's interest at all. Then rushing into the white mist and playing with the evil ghosts was not in Qin Dui's consideration.

Ordinary firearms can't hurt evil ghosts at all, and the guy who shoots in the white fog can't see what the enemy is at all, he's just shooting indiscriminately!

The bullets flew in all directions, hitting the outside of the white mist, and immediately shot down several ordinary people who were close to the white mist.

Someone was shot and fell to the ground and howled, and the crowd immediately panicked, but no one dared to approach the strange white mist, and they all tried to retreat. But there are too many people, and with so many people crowded on the first floor, there is no room to retreat.

Then, something even weirder and more terrifying happened.

People who were close to the edge of the white fog suddenly stopped falling to the ground, and then they were dragged into the white fog by something unknown in the midst of screams. As soon as he entered the white mist, the figure immediately blurred, until it was dragged to a completely invisible place in the depths of the white mist, and the screams turned into fierce howls.

Those who were accidentally shot and fell to the ground were the first to be unlucky, and one by one they were dragged into the white mist in a desperate scream.

But it wasn't enough, one by one the living people suddenly fell strangely, and then as if their legs were tied to an invisible rope, they were quickly dragged into the depths of the white mist.

This group of people who were still excited to leave just now, and walked into the white fog outside the door, immediately went crazy. They pushed each other and ran in a panic, so a lot of stampedes happened. In such a crazy crowd, if you fall, you are likely to be trampled to death!

Everyone on the first floor was in chaos.