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This kind of "game" that completely depends on Wang Ping's mood is no longer something I can control, if you want to stop it, there is only one way, and that is to clean up Wang Ping or the "fake" Wang Ping.

Otherwise, any person in the next death list may appear in the live broadcast room like this, and can only watch them die one after another.

Shanshan pulled my clothes tightly, and she was also frightened by the scene in front of her, she didn't even dare to gasp now, and the hand pulling my clothes became stronger and stronger.

"Wang, Wang Feng, what should I do......" Guan Zhilin walked in from outside with a pale face, staggering and weak, and it was heart-wrenching to see it.

But now I have no choice but to watch those people in the live broadcast room brush recklessly and ridicule each other.

They definitely wouldn't have thought that the live broadcast they saw now was real, and it was also real for Zhang Ling to jump down, so they just had a good time, talking about jumping, jumping and rewarding and so on.

"Wang Feng?" Guan Zhilin said again as he came to me.

I gritted my teeth, guilty and heartbroken, I also wanted to help, but I couldn't help it, under Guan Zhilin's pleading eyes would only increase my guilt and incompetence.

"Huh, who are you?" Suddenly, Wang Ping's voice in the live broadcast room, and then the live broadcast screen began to shake violently, as if there were fights and battles, and Zhang Ling in the picture also disappeared in the shaking.

I stared at the screen, wondering what was going on. Shanshan and Guan Zhilin also gathered around, holding their breath, staring at the phone screen like me, wondering what was going to happen next.

The picture was still shaking violently, during which I heard the sound of Wang Ping's injury and pain, and a loud voice, I couldn't see anyone, I could only hear that the other party's voice was very strong, it should be a middle-aged man, the kind with a strong body.

Bite!

A crisp bell rang, Wang Ping screamed, and the live broadcast room suddenly closed.

I'm still staring at the blackened live broadcast room, and the voice in my heart seems familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere.

I'm sure I've heard it, and it's been the last two days, but I just can't remember it now.

Shanshan and Guan Zhilin both breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person collapsed and found a place to sit down, panting, ventilating, and looking at me.

"Wang Feng, who is that voice? He stopped Wang Ping?" Shanshan said with a look of luck.

Guan Zhilin also spoke, patted her small chest and said, "It's okay, it's okay, there are no dead people after all." ”

I looked at the two of them and shook my head, saying that I didn't know what the situation was or who the other party was. But obviously this person can deal with Wang Ping, whether Wang Ping is alive or dead, this person is the key to solving us.

Shanshan and Guan Zhilin nodded after listening to my words, with a smile on their faces that they hadn't seen for a long time.

"But how did we find that man?" we only heard his voice......" Shanshan said at this time.

Guan Zhilin also spoke, feeling that it was probably not so easy to find someone from the voice.

I'm different, looking at the two of them and saying at the moment, instead of just guessing here, it's better to go to the haunted house now, maybe I can meet that person, and Zhang Ling is still in the haunted house, I don't know what the situation is now.

As soon as I said this, the two of them reacted and said that they should rush to the haunted house immediately.

In the end, only Shanshan and I came to the haunted house, and Guan Zhilin stayed to accompany Chen Yunqiu.

According to my previous thoughts, in fact, I didn't even want to bring Shanshan here, after all, the countryside was desolate and desolate in the early hours of the morning, and the night wind was scary enough, not to mention that now our destination was a haunted house?

I'm a man who is scared of such a situation, let alone Shanshan. Said that she accompanied me all the way to the haunted house, in fact, her little hand has been pulling my clothes, sticking behind me and scared to death, several times I walked briskly but she grabbed my clothes and screamed in fright.

I wasn't scared to death by a ghost along the way, but I was scared by her many times.

Fortunately, "after a lot of hard work" finally came to the haunted house, and now the two of us are standing in front of the haunted house and hesitating, we are considering whether to go in.

We all have the same fear of haunted houses. So Shanshan means not to go in, just shout outside, so that if there is any situation, you can turn around and leave.

At first, I also agreed to this plan, my fear of haunted houses is far above Shanshan, and now it is pitch black everywhere, and the wind is gusting, if I go in, if a ghost hits the wall, without Huang Xiaochao, I'm afraid I will be trapped inside forever.

After all, it's because of the lack of confidence, and there are no weapons in hand that can deal with those things, so they can only appear afraid and afraid, and dare not get close until the last resort.

But then Shanshan shouted Zhang Ling several times into the haunted house, and I didn't see any movement inside, so I knew that this plan didn't work, and in the end, I had to go in.

"Go in, no, don't, I'll just shout again. Shanshan's face turned pale when she heard me say that she was going in.

"It's useless, Zhang Ling was seriously injured in the first place, although I don't know what method Wang Ping used to get him over, and make him look like nothing happened, but you should know, Wang Ping is not here, I'm afraid that now he is lying on the ground unconscious, and it won't help if you shout to cut his throat. ”

I made my point out and was silent for a long time. Obviously, she agrees with me, and the current situation is really not optimistic.

There is also a saying that if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger. I've been in this way before, and if I go in now, I'm just repeating the same path as before.

As for the psychological changes, it is natural that there are more haunted houses now than in the past.

In the past, newborn calves were not afraid of tigers, but now after experiencing many incredible things, they are still careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.

I left Shanshan out and walked into the haunted house alone, walking cautiously, as long as I encountered any situation so that I could get out of here immediately.

As soon as I entered the haunted house, the cold instantly enveloped my whole body, just like jumping into the river to take a bath in winter, the cold was biting cold.

The contrast between the temperature and the outside was great, and I felt that it was colder than any time before when I came in.

What does this mean? If gloom and coldness represent ghosts, then the ghosts in the haunted house are more ferocious than in the past.

My hands and feet began to tremble and I hesitated.

The yin qi is too heavy, and I think it's a life to go in now.

It was so cold that my teeth started to pound up and down, and even though I tried my best to control the cold, I couldn't help but feel like the cold air was penetrating my skin through my clothes and even my bones felt like they were being frozen in ice.

Up, no, on?

I'm alone, and I have nothing to rely on, and now the haunted house is fierce and the yin qi is wanton, if I go in, I'm afraid I'm going to really lose my life this time.

I don't feel worth dying like this. I still have a lot of things to do, and I have a family of my own, and now I have to put my life on the line to save Zhang Ling, who is very likely to be dead, and I have to think about it carefully.

No one jokes in front of life, especially if the mind is clear all the time.

I have to think about whether it's worth it or not, I also have to consider what the chances of Zhang Ling surviving, and I have to think about the consequences.

Woo......

At this time, the sound of motorcycles came from outside the haunted house, and I suddenly looked back, and a headlight shone from a distance, which was very dazzling, and I was busy covering it with my hands, and I didn't dare to look again.

The lights came from afar, and the whine of the motorcycle stopped before it reached the haunted house.

The lights were turned off, and I could look over again, only to see a person getting off the motorcycle, taking off his helmet.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" said the man.

The light was small, and I couldn't see the appearance of the person outside clearly in the haunted house, but his voice was very similar to the one that interrupted Wang Ping during the live broadcast.

Could it be him?

This is the outskirts of the barren mountains and mountains, and it is early in the morning, so it seems very abnormal to say that someone drove to this place and drove over at this time.

So I started to guess that he was the person we were looking for, the key person.

I hurriedly pulled out of the haunted house, I really ran out, for fear that if I walked slowly, an extra hand in the haunted house would catch me back, put it around my neck, and slowly drag me into the dark haunted house with a hand on my head, and then kill me.

Out of the haunted house, the temperature quickly turned back, and the cold body, hands and feet quickly recovered a little temperature after running, and gradually began to warm up.

It's still a good feeling, and the whole person comes to life.

Being in a haunted house is like being in a freezer, freezing yourself in it, placing it in a morgue like a corpse, and using air conditioning to prevent the corpse from decomposing. Icy cold corpse, pale face, white lips......

The thought of this made me creepy and pimpled. At the moment, the pace was much faster, gritting his teeth and running.

"There's another person? What are you two dolls doing here? Not dating, are you? Tell me what your school is, I want to know who can teach such a good student. The man said with a heavy face when he saw me.

I was gasping for air, but when I saw his appearance I stopped panting, held my breath and stared at him with wide eyes.

He's not the director?!

Zhang Ling died in the dream, and a lot of police came at that time, and the police interrogated us, recorded a confession for us to provide clues, and at that time he appeared, and when he saw Shanshan, he showed doubts and bad looks, and finally entered the ward.

Although it was only a photo, I remembered this director deeply, because from the bottom of my heart I felt that he was not simple, even if he looked so young, just like the young man in front of me, but in his early twenties.

"Director?" I said.

He looked at me, looked back behind him, looked at me again, and asked who are you calling, it's scary in the middle of the night.

I was a little stunned when I heard this, it seems that he is not the director......

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