"Someone, someone—" Harrion shouted, but no one responded, as if everyone had fallen asleep in the middle of the night.

He fumbled around in the dark room, trying to find his mobile phone to make a call to his subordinates, but he couldn't find where his mobile phone was, and accidentally knocked the wine glass on the table to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Hell!" Harrion had already woken up from his drunkenness, and with a low curse, he wanted to find his emergency flashlight, but he stumbled all the way, and finally found the glove cabinet where he put the flashlight from memory, and was opening the drawer to look for himself, when he heard some strange movements coming from not far away.

"Who?" Harrion immediately raised his vigilance and asked in a deep voice.

No one answered him, but this dark night that he couldn't see his fingers made him a little inexplicably uneasy.

Harrion began to wonder if someone had deliberately destroyed the electricity in his room by causing trouble at night, and then took the opportunity to plot against himself, holding his breath to speed up the fumbling of the flashlight, and quietly clutching a dagger in the other hand.

"Hehe-" A strange chuckle suddenly came into his ears, and he couldn't help but feel creepy, if he was still suspicious just now, now he was almost sure that someone else had entered the room!

"Who are you, deliberately pretending to be a ghost in my room, thinking that I would be afraid?" Harrion shouted angrily, and cold sweat began to break out in the palm of his hand holding the dagger.

He is now beginning to regret letting his subordinates leave earlier, Agaté has already solved Selena's trouble, and then if he really can't wait to do something to his uncle, and he is defenseless, wouldn't it be easy for him to get it?!

Harrien scolded himself for being confused, turned on his flashlight as soon as he found it, and swept around the living room with the flashlight, not seeing anyone, and frowning slightly.

Strange, he just understood that the low laughter was not far from him, why was there no one in the living room, could it be that he hid in which room?!

Now, the dagger in his hand will definitely not work, Harrion turned on the flashlight and cautiously walked towards his bedroom, he had a pistol hidden under his pillow, only with that gun could he feel at ease!

Harrion came to the outside of his room, and the moment he opened the door, his heart was in his throat, but when he opened the door, he found that there was no one in the room, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately rushed to his bedside and found his pistol under the pillow.

He was a little relieved when he got the gun, and with a flashlight in one hand and a gun in the other, he began to look for the man's hiding place from room to room.

First the bathroom, then the guest room, he searched almost every corner, but he didn't find anyone else, he shook his head suspiciously, could it be that he was really drunk and hallucinating!

He went back to the living room and poured himself a glass of cold water to wake up, but just after taking a sip of water, he heard movement from the wine cabinet again.

He immediately fired a shot in the direction from which the movement came, but there was no sound but gunshots, and he walked cautiously in the direction of the wine cabinet, expecting to see the man who had been shot fall to the ground, but there was still nothing.

He bent down and looked around for a possible hiding place where the man might be hiding, only to meet a pair of green eyes.

He stared wide at the flashlight, and saw a huge wolf staring at him, revealing its terrible fangs.

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