Nightmare Attack

She is a well-behaved girl, and she is also very simple to dress. She belongs to the person who feels very comfortable at first glance.

She just stood there, didn't move close to the crowd, her eyes were calmer, not so much that she was not afraid, it was better to say that she was a bit dazed.

"Come here soon." Jiao Tailang beckoned and said, "The people who are alone here will be in danger."

"Oh."

The girl came over with very small steps. After approaching, everyone found out that she only looked smaller, but she was in good shape.

Under the loose home clothes, there are unevenness.

Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up again.

What's even stranger is that after joining everyone, she seems to be more uncomfortable than before.

"My name is Guan Yuanning." Under everyone's attention, she introduced.

Everyone waited for a long time, but did not wait for the next sentence.

She doesn't seem to be very good at communicating with people. After seeing someone watching her, her gaze becomes more and more uncomfortable, as if she is used to being quiet in life and doesn't like to be the focus of everyone's attention.

Compared with the sudden appearance of this woman named Wan Yuning, what worries everyone more is the difficulty of this book.

So far, there have been 12 players.

The fat man was expressionless and panicked.

Jiang Cheng was the opposite of him, his face was panicked, and he kept looking at a few women back and forth, his heart was very hot.

Until his line of sight hit another line of sight.

While he was peeping at others, there was a woman looking at him, but not in the kind of admiration, but...with a trace of doubt, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Chen Yi stared at this handsome but thief man, with her sharp eyebrows slightly furrowed, searching in her head.

She is a policewoman, which has become her professional habit.

She always felt that this face seemed familiar, but it was not very clear, and she couldn't be sure.

She belongs to the public security management department. The specific functions of this department are more complicated. From managing gatherings, demonstrations, and major mass public security incidents, down to the anti-pornography and illegal activities in hotels, bars and other places, they are all within the jurisdiction.

And after looking at each other for two seconds with Chen Yi, Jiang Cheng seemed to have thought of something. The next second, he immediately lowered his head, stopped talking, and didn't look at him indiscriminately. He looked honestly at the fat man who just wanted to persuade him to be more low-key. I can't see it anymore.

"clatter."

"hiss--"

"clatter."

"hiss--"

......

There was a strange and alternating sound, like something heavy being dragged to the ground, slowly walking towards them.

Everyone became vigilant involuntarily.

Slowly, a figure appeared from the darkness.

It's an old man of age.

The moment he saw the old man, Chu Jiu's eyes stopped, his breathing immediately rose, and the fingers on Chen Yi's arm couldn't help but grasp tightly.

The old man was leaning on a cane, his left leg twisted from around his thigh, apparently scrapped, and the toe of his shoe was drooping on the ground, following the old man's movement, making waves of friction.

What makes everyone even more uncomfortable is... the old man's face.

Only one eye remained on the face, and the eyelid in the other eye socket was concave, showing a very scary hole.

Parts of the nose and lips are also missing.

There was a large area of ​​burn on the right cheek, but it should have been a long time ago, and now the scabs are gone, leaving only a large area of ​​strange-colored flesh.

The old man had no eyebrows, and the hair on his head was very sparse, drooping in twos and threes, and a handful of naughty hanging on the half-missing ear.

The nose, as well as the upper part of the eye socket, left clear scars, as if it had been cut by a knife.

The whole face felt like being chopped by a knife first, and then thrown into the fire and rolled around.

A single eye looked from left to right, and slowly, the old man opened his mouth, "You...are the people who call to book the room?"

Perhaps because of the missing front teeth, the old man's speech leaked, and his voice was a little distorted, and his voice was rough as if he had been sharpened with a whetstone.

The fat man subconsciously touched his arm and found a layer of goose bumps on it.

For a moment, he even thought the old man was a ghost.

"Yes." Jiao Tailang said first, "It's us."

The old man glanced at him, then turned around and limped inward, "Come with me to get the key," he said in displeased voice.

Everyone glanced at each other and knew that the mission had begun from this moment.

"Since everyone is not a newcomer, then I won't talk nonsense." Liu Guo said quickly: "I just want to remind you that from the number of people, the difficulty of this mission will not be low. If our internal friction is serious, it is likely to be a group. Go out."

"You can rest assured about this." Someone said, "As long as I'm still alive, we can't be destroyed."

The fat man looked at the doctor immediately, but when he found the doctor staring innocently with big eyes, the fat man realized that it was not him who said this.

It was the person named Wei Jinting, who had been chirping all the way, all complaining, and finally he was stunned by Jiao Tailang a few words, and he stopped a lot.

Unexpectedly, the edge will be up again so soon.

Liu Guo was choked. Although it didn't happen immediately, the look in Wei Jinting's eyes was no longer right.

At the same time, with black stockings on his head, the guy who claimed to be Lu Huaxu laughed "hehe", very abruptly, scared Huatuo who had been walking by his side, and hurriedly carried his skirt and ran away.

This is a very deep corridor, the ground is not dirty, there should be someone cleaning it, but it is relatively old.

The overhead light only illuminates every some distance, and it is still the half-dead light, the light is yellow, like an old light bulb that has not been replaced for decades.

"Crack—"

The old man finally stopped and opened a door painted with green paint.

As soon as the door was opened, everyone felt a gust of cold wind.

Looking inward, it was a room that was not too big or too small, and the window facing it had a big opening, and the wind was rushing into it.

There are several red flower pots on the windowsill.

A very chronological table, covered with large glass, some paper pressed under the glass, it seems that there are still a few photos.

There was a crack on one side of the glass, but it was stuck with thick tape.

I didn't see the computer. Except for an old-fashioned telephone, there were no electronic products on the desk, only a mess of paper ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and some leaflets.

A large tea cup that has been stained brown by the tea stains is placed in a very conspicuous position. The tea cup is surrounded by tea leaves in a tin can, and the lid is just thrown aside.

A white plastic bag is open, and inside are some transparent lumps, like rock candy.

In the corner there was a big red-shell TV with a thick layer of gray.

It was not a problem to squeeze at the door. Liu Guo, Jiang Cheng, Fatty, Jiao Tailang walked in, and the others stayed outside.

After all, everyone didn't know anything about this old man. Although it looks like it should be an NPC, you have not seen the story of the NPC turning into a ghost.

In their eyes, this old man has the potential to become a ghost.

As long as the lighting effects are good, makeup is not necessary.

Jiang Cheng held a leaflet in his hand, which was posted behind the door before. He had just removed it. The most conspicuous place on it was a building.

On it, the words Ping An Apartment were written in festive red letters.