Chapter 350 Sizzle

Apartment No. 2.

The young man, who goes by the alias of Banana Wolf, stood in the living room with his back against the wall, holding a sharp knife flashing with cold light in his hand.

A pair of eyes looked around vigilantly.

All the lights in the living room were turned on, and she was holding a flashlight in her left hand. Although the power was not enough, it could still be used after knocking.

"Zila——"

"Zila——"

When he heard the sound, he shuddered all over.

Here it comes.

That sound comes again!

This matter started half an hour ago, when Banana Wolf just came to his room, which was Room 404 in Apartment No. 2.

Unlike most people, he was very satisfied with this room number.

He had studied abroad before, and he had just returned to China not long ago. He usually liked to read supernatural novels, so he knew clearly how much the three numbers 404 had a restraining effect on demons and monsters.

He had the illusion that he had already secured this.

After checking the room, he closed the doors of the bedroom and bathroom, and prepared to stay in the living room until dawn.

But just as he was about to lie on the sofa, rest and catch his breath, there was a slow knock on the door.

Not just once.

It was a while.

Very slowly, but every knock seemed to knock into his heart, giving people the feeling of a blunt knife cutting meat.

He sat up immediately.

When he came here, he observed the corridor. This place was quite shabby, and there were rental notices on the doors of many rooms.

And these rental notices were also very old, and they looked like they had been there for a long time.

For the time being, he didn't see any neighbors nearby, except Wan Yuanning, who was on the same floor as him, in room 409.

She was a girl who was not good at speaking and was relatively dull. After nodding to him, she opened the door and went into her room.

He didn't think it would be her who knocked on the door.

He tiptoed to the back of the door, looked out through the peephole on the door, and the knocking stopped suddenly when he put his eyes to the peephole.

There was nothing outside, only the rental notice on the opposite door flapping back and forth in the night wind, like a dying white butterfly.

No one

Jiao Tailang swallowed his saliva and immediately distanced himself from the door. He would not be stupid enough to open the door to see what was outside.

The range of the peephole was limited after all. The person hiding on the sides or behind the door was a blind spot.

Or maybe the guest was standing outside the door.

It was just that his mortal eyes could not see it.

Thinking too much would only make him think wildly, so he continued to retreat.

When he retreated and passed the kitchen, he pulled out a sharp knife. It might not be useful for those things, but at least it could comfort himself.

Just after he adjusted his breathing again, the strange knocking sound came again.

The eyes of Jiao Tailang suddenly shrank into a slit.

He did not move closer to look, but mechanically turned his neck and looked behind him. Behind him was the bedroom.

The bedroom door was closed, and the knocking sound came from inside!

Someone was standing behind the bedroom door, knocking.

No, not knocking, but scraping with something sharp, the sound was extremely sharp, as if it could pierce the eardrum.

"Zila——"

"Zila——"

The same rhythm as before, slow, with an uncomfortable tail sound, very strange.

It was as if someone, holding a rusty knife, was scraping the door with the tip of the knife behind the bedroom door, which was only one door away from him.

The picture in his mind made his face change drastically.

The bedroom door was different from the room door. It looked very fragile. More importantly, there was no lock, which meant that the things in the bedroom could come out at any time.

Just as he realized this, the scratching sound in the bedroom suddenly disappeared, and then, Jiao Tailang clearly saw that the door handle turned.

"Click."

The body reacted before the brain, and he immediately rushed to the bedroom door, grabbed the door handle and pulled it towards himself.

At the same time, he used the key inserted in the bedroom door lock to lock the door.

After doing all this, the air seemed to freeze, and he didn't even dare to blink.

Until the sound in the bedroom finally disappeared.

Panting, he staggered back and finally sat on the sofa.

With trembling hands, he grabbed the mineral water he had taken out of the refrigerator before, twisted it several times, and then unscrewed the bottle cap.

Just when he was about to drink a sip of water to calm down, the weird friction sound sounded again.

Jiao Tailang was stunned.

The sound was under the sofa.

Slowly leaning forward, he trembled and looked at his feet. A green hand stretched out from under the sofa, and the sharp nails scraped the floor, leaving 5 scratches.

The next second, he grabbed his foot.

"Ahhh!"

""

After listening to someone's narration, the people gathered in the lobby of Building 1 fell silent. They sat around an abandoned wooden table.

The wooden table had a broken leg and was supported by several stones.

There was nothing on the table except dust, only a hand lying on it.

"So" the fat man stared at the hand, swallowed his saliva, and looked at the very excited Banana Wolf.

"At that time, this hand suddenly stretched out from under the sofa and grabbed my foot. I was so scared that I didn't have time to react, so I was cruel." Banana Wolf said emotionally.

"Your hand fell off when you were so cruel?" Chu Jiu, who looked like a student, was so scared that his voice changed.

"No, I just stabbed it in a hurry." Banana Wolf explained.

"Where's the knife?" Liu Guo looked more mature than the others and considered the problem more comprehensively.

"Oh, here." Banana Wolf reached out from his waist and took it out. "Fat brother," he said to the fat man who was craning his neck to look at him, "Please step back a little."

The fat man took a few steps back.

Then, in everyone's shocked eyes, Banana Wolf took out a nearly 30-centimeter big knife from his pants, with a very sharp front end.

Probably because he was worried about hurting himself, he wrapped both sides with paper shells and then wrapped them with thick tape, leaving only the hands exposed.

Jiang Cheng first looked at the knife for a few times, then looked at Banana Wolf, and said, "Brother, you can hold a lot in your pants."

"Not bad." Banana Wolf replied.

After passing the knife around, everyone's attention returned to the severed hand. This was not a human hand, at least not a living one.

It had a cheap rubber texture.

The nails were very long, with sharp tips like knives. The nails were covered with various patterns, and there were small decorations such as stars and moons glued on with glue.

"This looks like a manicure, right?" Wei Jinting touched it, grinned, and raised his head and said, "Hey, you know what, it's pretty good."

But after realizing that Jiao Tailang, who was holding a knife, looked at him with an unfriendly look, he obediently retracted his claws.