Chapter 468 Scary People

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Darkness enveloped this gloomy and dead hotel. The deep corridors and the closed doors made the place even more terrifying.

Suspicious dark black marks can be seen on the walls and carpets at any time.

"call!"

The smoking man moved briskly along the corridor on his toes.

This kind of ghost film shooting scene-like atmosphere will not affect him.

Whether it's heartbeat, breathing, or movements, they were all adjusted to the best state when he stepped into this hotel.

At this moment, he was like a shadow in the night, silent and hard to catch.

Quests... means a lot of rewards.

Especially a task like this, which can become the focus of everyone's attention as soon as it is completed, is even more attractive.

It's not too difficult to just find Lucy and intimidate her...

As long as it doesn't get discovered.

"I haven't even been discovered when the big knife appeared so recklessly. I am good at concealment, so I will definitely not be discovered. No problem."

The smoking man thought to himself.

His concentration was always high as he walked quickly through the corridor.

Gently stick it on the door, and then use the hearing that has been amplified several times to detect if there is anyone inside.

Even if there is only one person's breathing in the room, he can clearly capture it.

crunch——

A soft sound suddenly came from behind, almost knocking the smoking man out of his wits.

He clung to the wall almost subconsciously, and then squinted in the direction of the sound.

"What...was it blown by the wind?"

He leaned slowly against the wall, then jumped to the door with a gun in hand.

nobody……

The windows were open, and a layer of white tulle was shaking in the wind.

"Scare me..."

The smoking man just wiped off his cold sweat when he suddenly realized something.

This door is so heavy, how can the wind move it...

brush!

Cold sweat immediately broke out from the smoking man's back. He stared at the door twice, and suddenly noticed five scratches on the side of the door.

There are deep white marks, and there seems to be a trace of blood...

"What is this? Bloody fingerprints?" The smoking man became nervous for a moment.

"Uh, no, isn't this fresh sawdust? Could it be a zombie? Impossible, how did the guards let the zombie slip in?"

The smoking man looked inside nervously, rolled over, and appeared in the house with a gun in his hand.

empty bed,

Empty bathrooms...

In the room, there is nothing.

Suddenly, the smoking man turned his gaze to the window.

"The door has just been opened, the scratches have just been left, and there is no one in the house, so..."

The smoking man slowly walked to the window with a gun in his hand, and quickly explored the corner by the window.

He finally turned his gaze to the open window, and slowly approached it.

Suddenly, the smoking man jumped up and grabbed the back of his neck: "What!"

The moment he turned around, he felt as if a cold air suddenly blew on the back of his neck, and it seemed that a hand reached out and patted the back of his head.

It felt so real that it didn't feel like an illusion at all.

But the house is still empty...

"Haunted? Hahaha...how is this possible. Zombies must exist, how could there be ghosts..."

The smoking man slowly retreated towards the window...

What he didn't realize was that in the darkness, a strand of silver thread had reached his heel...

"Boom!"

He fell heavily on the edge of the bed. There was a sharp pain in the back of his head, his eyes went dark, and he almost fainted directly.

"what happened!"

The smoking man quickly grabbed the gun, rolled over on the spot, turned around and aimed at the window.

"Huh~"

Except for the cold wind passing through, there is nothing at all...

Even when he ventured to stick his head out, he saw nothing.

"What the hell!"

The smoking man cursed in his heart, but his forehead and palms were covered with cold sweat.

"Damn, what are you doing!"

The smoking man ran out of the room in a panic, then took two deep breaths to calm down.

After all, he was experienced in many battles. Although what happened just now was really weird, he still restrained the urge to escape here immediately.

"Yuanyuan is also here, not to mention the mission hasn't started yet..."

He gripped the gun tightly, feeling a little more at ease in his heart.

As long as he has a gun in his hand, he feels much calmer.

"However, we still have to consider the possibility of being discovered. That Yin Jie refused to even tell me where he was, apparently because he was worried that if I was caught, the plan would fail completely...Damn it, that Yuanyuan Not yet!"

The smoking man walked slowly along the corridor, and suddenly, a figure flashed past in front of him.

He pulled the trigger almost without thinking, but the bullet hit the wall and missed.

Although it is sound-muffled, there are still small sounds echoing in the hallway.

"who!"

The smoking man leaned over nervously, the dark stairway could not be seen, as if something was lurking in the darkness.

He immediately concentrated all his powers on his eyes, and his eyesight instantly improved a lot.

Even in this darkness, I can get a rough idea...

"Could it be that psychic power user? If what happened just now is all his fault... By the way, psychic power users are scumbags in melee combat. I have a gun!"

The smoking man was determined: "Pretending to be a ghost, showing insufficient strength..."

After entering the stairs, the smoking man's mentality has calmed down a lot.

When he was going up the stairs, a woman's chuckle suddenly drifted past behind him.

Very short, but very clear!

It was as if the other party suddenly appeared behind him and then disappeared suddenly.

He turned quickly and pointed his gun at the corridor behind him.

The corridor is empty, nothing...

The smoking man quickly turned back to the stairs, but the moment he turned his head, a shadow that looked like an old TV suddenly appeared above the stairs.

The shadow was lying on the ground, as if he had generalized arthritis as a whole, and slowly crawled towards him with the sound of "click, click".

It seemed to move slowly, but it appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, and changed its posture at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

He was lying on the ground just now, and in a blink of an eye, he was standing in front of him with his head tilted.

Long black hair, zombie-like blood red eyes, looks like a kaleidoscope...

"what!"

The smoking man let out a short cry, and pulled the pistol continuously almost subconsciously.

The bullet hit the railing, making a crisp sound...

But in front of the smoking man, the figure has quietly disappeared.

There is no one in the stairwell... only the front and back stairs, leading to the dark upper and lower floors...

The smoking man was sweating profusely and quickly stuck it to the wall.

"Hallucinations? No, he's not a supernatural being who can create hallucinations! But what happened to that arthritis patient just now? Isn't that a typical female ghost in Bie country? Once she dies, she will be full of resentment, and as a result suffer from general xìng The standard female ghost image of arthritis..."

He slowly leaned against the wall and retreated to the stairs: "No, no, as a firm materialist, I will never be afraid..."

"when!"

Suddenly, a force came from nowhere and snatched the gun from his hand.

Losing his weapon, the smoking man suddenly turned pale with fright.

But before he could move, a figure appeared in front of him.

This is a neatly dressed little loli, except that her face is a little pale...

"what!"

Following a scream that changed its pitch and even dragged out the ending, the smoking man instinctively tried to use his grappling hands.

But soon he thought, isn't this the one in Ling Mo's group?

Sure enough, it was just pretending to be a ghost!

The smoking man who was determined in his heart sneered, and was about to make a move...

But at this moment, a red light suddenly flashed on this loli's neck.

At the same time, the little loli with her eyes tightly closed asked in a crisp voice, "Uncle, uncle, have you seen my eyes?"

Countless silver threads suddenly drilled out of her body, seeming to still glow faintly in the darkness...

"The eyes... aren't they hanging around your neck! How did you get these silk threads? Why are you entangled in uncle's hands and feet so that you won't be able to move?"

The smoking man roared in his heart, but his body couldn't move at all. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is the author's greatest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)