Chapter 347 Peace

She was a very obedient girl, dressed simply, and she was someone who made people feel comfortable at first sight.

She just stood there, not moving towards the crowd, with a calm look in her eyes. Rather than saying that she was not afraid, it would be better to say that she was a little dull.

"Come here quickly." Jiao Tailang waved and said, "People who are alone here will be in danger."

"Oh."

The girl came over, taking small steps. When she got closer, everyone realized that she only looked small, but she had a good figure.

Under the loose home clothes, she was well-proportioned.

Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up again.

And what was even more strange was that after joining everyone, she seemed to be more uncomfortable than before.

"My name is Wan Yuanning." Under everyone's gaze, she introduced herself.

Everyone waited for a long time, but no one said the next sentence.

She didn't seem to be very good at communicating with others. After finding that someone was looking at her, her eyes became more and more uncomfortable, as if she was used to being quiet in life and didn't like to be the focus of everyone's attention.

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

So far, 12 players have appeared.

The fat man had no expression on his face and was very nervous.

Jiang Cheng was the opposite of him. He was very nervous, but his eyes kept looking back and forth at several women, and his heart was very hot.

Until his eyes met another sight.

While he was looking at others, there was another woman looking at him, but not with appreciation, but with a hint of doubt, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

Chen Yi stared at this man who looked good but thief-like, with sharp eyebrows slightly wrinkled, searching in her mind.

She is a policewoman, and this has become her professional habit.

I always feel that this face is familiar, but not very clear, and she can't be sure.

She belongs to the public security management department, the specific functions of this department are relatively complicated, from managing assemblies, parades, major mass public security incidents, to cracking down on pornography and illegal publications in hotels, bars, KTVs and other places, all within the scope of jurisdiction.

After staring at Chen Yi for two seconds, Jiang Cheng seemed to have thought of something. The next second, he immediately lowered his head, stopped talking, and stopped looking around. His honest appearance made the fat man who was trying to persuade him to be low-key look at him indifferent.

"Da."

"Hiss——"

"Da."

"Hiss——"

A strange and alternating sound came, as if something heavy was dragged on the ground and slowly walked towards them.

Everyone couldn't help but be alert.

Slowly, a figure appeared from the darkness.

It was an elderly man.

The moment Chu Jiu saw the old man, his eyes paused, his breathing immediately became rapid, and the fingers on Chen Yi's arm couldn't help but tighten.

The old man was leaning on a crutch, and his left leg began to twist near the thigh. It was obviously disabled. The tip of the shoe drooped on the ground, following the old man's movement, making bursts of friction sounds.

What made everyone even more uncomfortable was the old man's face.

There was only one eye left on his face, and the eyelid in the other eye socket was sunken, showing a very scary hole.

Part of the nose and lips were also missing.

There was a large area of ​​burns on the right side of the face, but it should have happened a long time ago. Now the scabs have fallen off, leaving only a large piece of flesh with strange colors.

The old man had no eyebrows, and the hair on his head was very sparse, hanging down in twos and threes, and a tuft of hair hung mischievously on the half-missing ear.

There were clear scars on the nose and the upper part of the eye socket, as if they had been cut by a knife.

The whole face gave people the feeling that it was first cut by a knife, and then thrown into the fire and rolled around.

The one-eyed man looked from left to right, and slowly, the old man opened his mouth, "Are you the one who called to book the room?"

Perhaps because of the missing front teeth, the old man spoke with a leaky voice, his voice was a little distorted, and his throat was rough as if it had been sharpened by a grindstone.

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.

"That's right." Banana Wolf was the first to speak, "It's us."

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

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

"Since everyone is not a newcomer, I won't waste my words." Liu Guo said quickly: "I just want to remind you that judging from the number of people, the difficulty of this mission will not be low. If we have serious internal friction, we may be wiped out."

"You can rest assured about this." Someone said: "As long as I am alive, we will not be wiped out."

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

It was the man named Wei Jinting. He was complaining all the way, and finally he was rebuked by Banana Wolf and became much quieter.

I didn't expect him to stand up again so soon.

Liu Guo was choked. Although he didn't get angry immediately, the look he looked at Wei Jinting was wrong.

At the same time, the guy wearing black stockings on his head, who called himself Lu Huaxu, laughed twice, which was very abrupt, and scared Hua Luo, who was walking beside him, so much that she hurriedly ran away with her skirt lifted up.

This is a very deep corridor. The ground is not dirty. It should have been cleaned by someone, but it is relatively old.

The lights above my head were on at intervals, and they were still half-dead and yellow, like an old bulb that had not been changed for decades.

"Squeak--"

The old man finally stopped and pushed open a door painted green.

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

Looking inside, it was a room that was neither big nor small. The window opposite had a big hole, and the wind was blowing in.

There were several red flower pots on the windowsill.

A very old-fashioned table, with a large glass on it, and some papers under the glass, and it seemed that there were also a few photos.

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

There was no computer. There was no electronic product on the table except an old-fashioned telephone. There was only a pile of messy papers and some flyers.

A large teacup that had been stained brown by tea was placed in a very conspicuous position. Next to the teacup was a tin can of tea leaves, and the lid was thrown aside.

A white plastic bag was open, and inside were some transparent blocks, like rock sugar.

In the corner was a big red TV, covered with a thick layer of dust.

It was not a problem to squeeze in the doorway, so Liu Guo, Jiang Cheng, Fatty, and Jiao Tailang went in, and the others stayed outside.

After all, no one was sure about this old man. Although he looked like an NPC, everyone had seen the plot of NPCs turning into ghosts.

In their eyes, this old man had great potential to become a ghost.

As long as the lighting effect was good, there was no need to put on makeup.

Jiang Cheng was holding a flyer in his hand, which had been posted behind the door before. He had just peeled it off, and the most conspicuous position on it was a building.

The words "Ping An Apartment" were written in festive red letters on it.