"Mr. Echizen, are you satisfied with this room?"

The landlord carefully looked at Wu Heng's expression.

"Well, it's okay, just this one." Wu Heng himself is not too picky, although he is not interested in things like tatami mats.

Waiting for the landlord to leave, Wu Heng took off his windbreaker and hung it on the hanger and sat on the tatami mat.

It's too late, and he's just coming across two tricks in a row, so he'll have to take a good break and relax just by watching TV.

Turn on the TV and go to the news channel, where the hostess is reporting on a series of minor earthquakes. This place is like that, earthquakes at every turn.

Wu Heng watched for a while, turned off the TV and fell asleep, and did not turn off the lights.

After sleeping for about three hours, he heard a voice coming.

The TV suddenly turned on automatically, and the hostess in formal clothes was still reporting the news.

"Hello audience friends, the latest broadcast of this station, at 1 a.m. on the 8th on Black Pine Street, there was a missing case, a young man in Room 203 of the Shouya Main Building mysteriously disappeared, and the Black Pine Police Headquarters is currently investigating."

"This is a video found at the scene of the disappearance, please watch it, and if there are relevant clues to provide, you will be rewarded."

After the hostess finished speaking, the TV screen rotated, showing the scene of Wu Heng's bedroom.

It's 1 a.m. on the 8th!

There is even a trench coat hanging from a hanger in the video, which is indeed filming him!

Wu Heng stood up with a bang, and according to the angle of the video, he found that the photographer was at the position of the table cabinet.

He turned his head to look, and the drawer of the table cabinet was halfway open, but it was pitch black inside, and nothing could be seen.

Let's fight first!

Wu Heng activated the touch spiritual power to attach to his right arm, pounced, and smashed the table and cabinet with one punch, and the wooden board fragments were scattered everywhere, but there was nothing.

The video screen on the TV disappeared, and the hostess appeared on the TV, the corners of her mouth slowly hooked, but her eyes became more and more resentful, and her mouth kept repeating the last sentence.

"Will be rewarded, will be rewarded, will be..."

Wu Heng's anger rose from his heart, it was really endless, he strode over, kicked and smashed the TV screen, and with a bang, the TV flashed a white light, followed by sparks flying everywhere.

Where is it?

Wu Heng looked around.

Hee-hee-hee..., there was a sound of laughter around him, which seemed to sound in every corner of the room.

He turned around and picked up his trench coat, and while wearing it, he walked out the door, the place of right and wrong should not stay for a long time, and he could not stay in this strange home field.

A twisted and miserable white hand stretched out from the crack in the wall next to the door, twisting the wooden doorknob and locking it, preventing Wu Heng from leaving.

Found you!

Wu Heng's eyes lit up when he saw the location of the ghost hand, he strode forward, and with a movement of his mind, the eagle claw fist gloves similar to Flander's claws purchased in the lighthouse appeared on his right hand.

He instantly put on his gloves and swung out with a claw, tearing a piece of the wooden lining wall of the doorway.

A white shadow quickly shrank inward along the wall and disappeared.

Hide?

"Then the game of peek-a-boo has officially begun!"

Wu Heng simply withdrew the eagle claw in his hand, and a Morning Star mace appeared in his hand, a 98-centimeter-long mace, composed of a carved handle and a radial blade-shaped hammer.

This is the cold weapon he bought from Qing Liang at the lighthouse, and it is not only powerful when it is held.

Even ordinary people can smash armor with all their might.

What's more, there is a rotary switch at the handle of the hammer, and the hammer head is connected to the handle by a 3-meter-long thin lock, which can be twisted to turn into a meteor hammer.

He struck the wooden wall one after another, and with each blow, the lining of the square meter wooden wall exploded, and the white shadow shrank and hid.

"Where are you, I'm looking for you!"

The continuous smashing knocked through the room until the last closet remained, and the white shadow went inside.

"Truly... Found you! ”

Wu Heng sneered.

With this hammer, the muscle protection limit is lifted by 20%!

The hammer fell, and the wardrobe shattered into countless pieces like foam.

A white figure rolled to the ground and spread out again, like a blanket towards Wu Heng.

On the top of the blanket was a bulge, a twisted face the size of a tablecloth, flat as paper, as if the human head had been flattened by a roller, and the fist-sized eyes shimmered with an eerie cold light.

Wu Heng retracted the mace, and in the face of this strange feeling like a blanket, he changed his fist to a palm, and exploded in an instant.

The palm of the hand wrapped in the power of touch is like a sharp axe, trying to split all obstacles that stand in its way.

Wow--! The white shadow was torn in half like a cut of paper, and pounced on Wu Heng in separate directions.

Wu Heng pinched one end of the white shadow with his palm, threw it at the other white shadow, wound it together, and twisted it into a coil of hemp rope.

Then pull it to the ground, touch one leg on one knee with your right knee, and support your body with your left hand.

The fist of his right hand was as violent as a storm, and he quickly threw ten punches into the ground, smashing it into a cloud of ashes.

The wooden floor was also dented by a large bowl, and the whole bedroom looked as if it had been blown up by a bazooka.

Wu Heng got up and tidied up his crumpled windbreaker, turned around and walked out the door.

I was supposed to have a good rest, but I was disturbed.

Is this place going to be destroyed, so many ghostly things roaming around and harming people.

Passing by the corridor, the door of room 202 was hidden, and there was obviously no one inside, Wu Heng came to the landlord's room on the first floor and knocked on the door, but no one responded.

Kicked the door open, he was very angry, suspecting that the landlord had deliberately given him room 203.

The door was opened, and there was no response from the dark light inside, and Wu Heng pressed the switch.

The landlord has mixed it with the quilt, twisted!

Wu Heng sighed, it seemed that he was wrong to blame the landlord.

It's such a good quilt, it was originally white and clean, and it can't be washed and reused in the future, which is ruined.

I can't live in this 'Moriya Honkan', so I have to go out and find another hotel.

Wu Heng walked out of the door and came to the alley, and at this time, except for some stores with small pink lights, almost all the others were closed.

The streets were quiet and empty.

As soon as he took two steps, his sensitive ears heard a slight sobbing sound from the trash can next to him.

It's not necessary, right?!

Wu Heng was a little speechless, wouldn't it be again!

He cautiously slowed down, intending to leave first, but he really didn't want to come again.

The trash can was opened.

"Sir, please wait, help me, can you help me, a man is going to kill me?"

"Can you take me to the police headquarters, please!" A gentle, delicate but alarmed voice spoke.

Sure enough, it's here again!

Wu Heng helplessly touched the spiritual power in his right arm, and his body was in a state of exploding at any time, looking sideways.

A fair-skinned, delicate-faced girl was struggling out of the garbage can, her eyes filled with tears and fear.

There are no tear moles in the corners of the eyes, so it shouldn't be Tomie.

The girl struggled to climb because she had only one leg, the other leg amputated from the knee, and crutches.

Seeing that it was indeed a real person, Wu Heng breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still ready to leave, who knows what kind of weirdness this woman was contaminated with.

"That man is a pervert, he's looking for me everywhere!"