Hey?

No!

Brother, do you really dare to come?

Believe it or not, the next second, a team of night watchmen jumps in your face and then performs grave jumping?

At this moment, Mark's expression was really wonderful.

From the beginning to the end, he never thought that the hidden mastermind would jump out like this. According to the plan, this is just a primer to stimulate the mastermind to make a move, and the real decisive victory will not be tonight.

In his heart, Mark almost burst into laughter: Dude, you make me feel unfulfilled like this!

At this moment, the situation has long gone beyond the scope of the horror story club and has been reduced to a standard weird event.

What made Mark smile bitterly was that the four girls didn't notice it.

Perhaps it was because the previous psychological construction was too good, although they set off a low commotion, no one screamed.

Obviously, the current state is super weird!

How is it possible for an ordinary person's neck to turn his head straight back?

How can a pair of arms move as if the joint is broken?

Even if you don't notice the housekeeper's abnormality, the sound of the surrounding limbs climbing the wall can always be distinguished, right?

They really can't tell the difference!

Sharon invited the original owner, Mark, for the sake of his good skin.

Girls are born in aristocratic families, so don't think about any free love.

The extreme political marriage between nobles and the strict match, the price behind it is that the man has a lot of probability of being an old man or a bastard.

They know their future destiny, so they are more eager for the appearance of Prince Charming than ordinary girls.

They don't even need to be noble, as long as they are handsome enough to satisfy all the fantasies they have about the other half in their hearts, even if today is a shriveled third-rate poetry recitation conference, they will appropriately fall into Mark's arms at a critical moment.

Handsome to a certain extent, that is, you can do whatever you want.

This is like a star-chaser, appearance is justice, and appearance is everything.

This kind of unbelievable blindness of outsiders made them emotionally believe Mark unconditionally even though their reason continued to warn. The only way they could protect themselves was to lean over and grab Mark's shirt or pants with their hands.

Grabbed it, and immediately made them feel extremely relieved.

What kind of fear and anxiety, under the double pressure of reserve and face, did not break out.

Mark is all drunk.

"You...... You're a demon!? Mark's sentence is still from the script, and you can find it casually by rummaging through it afterwards. Before tonight's storytelling, the four ladies had probably heard the story and knew that this guy named Parker was the real villain.

Mark ...... You know too late...... Die......" The unique trills of the Heartless Demon gave a man and four women goosebumps.

Except for the parties involved, no one knows - what is acting is a play, and what is required is life!

"Wow!"

The butler suddenly propped himself on the table on all fours, and his twisted body swooped down in an uncoordinated position.

Mark's face was fearless, and he raised his revolver in front of the four women with a non-fast, slow, and just right movement.

In his imagination, shooting or something was just the last scene of this big drama.

And what about empty guns?

The Night's Watch will kill the most rubbish demon in their mouth in the next moment.

Very unexpectedly, the revolver, which was supposed to have the effect of smashing the cannon, made the sound of a cannon dropping, but the muzzle of the gun bloomed with a bright flame.

Even if the light may not last for even a tenth of a second, the brightness is like a flash of lightning, which is enough to imprint the distorted figure of Mr. Butler on the retina of the four women.

"Ahh

"Ahh

The short screams in the front are the women's, and the long screams in the back are the butlers.

The housekeeper would not know until the moment he died, why there was no bullet in the revolver, but he fired a shot to destroy the evil and destroy the demons.

Only Mark himself could clearly see that the shot had miraculously hit the butler's chest, and then the distorted figure had completely evaporated out of thin air in a fraction of a second, as if he had never existed.

Only the miserable white plastic mask, which had lost its support, fell to the ground in an extremely strange way, making a crisp "clatter" sound.

"What's going on?"

"This ...... That's what that's going on...... Part of it? ”

The four women began to panic, and their voices were full of tremors.

A cold voice rang out in the corner of the hall: "Night's watchman does business! Civilians leave immediately! ”

The sound is so realistic!

There was a lot of majesty in the harshness, and it sounded like a real night watchman.

Dorothy was also panicked, after all, the scene just now was really terrifying, but she could hear that it was the voice of the new valet Garion.

She immediately thought it was part of a horror story.

The expression on Mark's face here was even more exciting, and he had seen more than the four ladies at that moment.

At the moment when the gun lit up, his eyes caught a glimpse of two figures who had swooped to the edge of the table, and he recognized one of them as Joseph, an old acquaintance.

Even without that shot, the Night's Watch would have been able to take out the opponent before the Mind Demon could kill him. It's just such a small change.

The hall was dimmed again, and Mark, who had stronger ears, could even hear a slight but short footstep in the distance.

And Garion's Night's Watch proclamation is a code, telling Mark that everything is still under control.

The plan was for half of the chasing Night's Watch to hunt down the killer, while Garion led half of the team to continue to protect Mark and several noblewomen.

The darkness is the best cover for the Night's Watch, and the Night's Watchmen, blessed by the Goddess of the Night, have eyes that pierce through the darkness to keep them safe.

In fact, the enemy is introduced, and Mark can declare that the horror story will end.

Sell off, anything.

Considering that after 'Mark' returned to normal life, it was indispensable to continue to deal with these ladies.

Mark decided to keep acting.

He lifted the kerosene lamp and used the radio tone impassionedly: "Ah! Since the Night's Watch says so, I must leave quickly and not get in the way of the Night's Watch. ”

With that, he took the lead, holding a lamp in his left hand and a gun in his right, and began to move.

The room wasn't big, he just moved towards a couch in the corner of the room.

The four girls who are very deep in the play are very similar to kindergarten children, following the guidance of the lights, holding hands, and taking small steps to the edge of the sofa one by one.

Through the dim light, they saw Mark, and also saw that all four of them were there, and they couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Miss Anvina came back to her senses after being frightened, and even touched Mark's tight thighs as if she was teasing, and after this scene was seen by the two girls next to her, she stuck out her little tongue proudly.

Mark, who was still in the middle of the show, ignored this small gesture and decided to continue, he lifted the oil lamp and shone on a [Bright Eye] sealing pillar that had been placed in the corner of the hall during the previous drill.

Mark read the monologue in a surprised tone: "This is the sealing column? What is hidden in this underground ballroom? ”

The four girls suddenly realized, and their brains made up - this is Mark panicked and ran to a place where he shouldn't run. This place must be sealed with an incredible existence.

The mood of the four women was excited and nervous, and they craned their necks with expectant expressions.

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from the outer wall of the wall four meters away.

The four girls were startled again.

Only Mark remembers that it was the characteristic sound that the Heartless Demon made as it moved along the outer wall of the wall, like a gecko swimming against the wall.

This time, Mark scolded directly in his heart: Isn't it? What do the night watchmen eat? How many of these have been turned up?

However, the reliability of the night watchman just now gave Mark confidence.

Perform!

Keep it up!

Sure enough, his lantern shone on an ordinary music box that had been placed in the corner in advance, and when he twisted the knob, the music box immediately emitted a melodious sound of "jingling".

It's just that the sound is quite scary in the dark.

Suddenly, a heavy footstep fell four meters away from the light, startling a man and four women at the same time.

All five of them were really scared.

But being scared is not the same as being afraid!

Mark really can't understand: with the captain of the Night's Watch, Garrian, pressing the formation, can he still let the Heartbreaker kill in front of him?

Less than two meters to his right, a two-meter-high cabinet suddenly made a "pop" sound.

Mark's pupils shrank to the size of a pin's eye: My cabinet moved! I'm not playing, okay!?

The air around it seemed to stop flowing, becoming viscous and eerie.

Immediately after, a thin whisper echoed in Mark's ear, as if two little demons were whispering some cruel and vicious conspiracy.

Mania!

Madness!

It felt like the aura of guilt would pour over him in the next second.

Something was pounding into Mark's spiritual sea, making his brain ache violently, as if it was about to tear a hole in his soul and stuff a water tank-sized object inside.

At first, he thought it was a delusion.

He immediately discovered that this was not a delusion.

His limbs moved like he was moving in slow motion, and every inch of movement was extremely laborious.

Everything in the horizon is filled with a psychedelic trance.

There was only one being who was no stranger to him, emerging from the wall in front of him, nay, from the barrier of the soul......