Chapter 417 Is It Okay?

Standing in front of the door of Room 808, several people subconsciously held their breath. The moment Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand, the fat man paused for a moment, seemingly wanting to stop him, but finally put it down.

The door to room 808 opened.

There is no lock at all.

But it was very dark inside, like the sea at midnight. After looking at it for a long time, Fatty felt as if his whole body was about to sink in, until someone grabbed his arm.

The fat man suddenly woke up.

The one who held him was Jiao Tailang. At this moment, the doctor had disappeared, and he almost walked in in a daze.

There was no sound inside, and there seemed to be no life under the darkness.

People who have not experienced it personally cannot imagine how tortured this kind of silence is, because you have no idea what is going on inside.

Maybe the doctor is facing a life or death situation and needs someone to save him.

"This can't go on like this." The fat man looked at Jiao Tailang, who was also looking anxious beside him, and said quickly: "You wait here, I'll go in and help him."

Unlike Fatty, Jiao Tailang looked at the door in front of him thoughtfully, but just when he wanted to say something, there was another rough friction sound in the corridor.

It feels like a door that has been closed for many years has been opened.

They immediately looked in the direction of the sound of the door opening. It was a room at the end of the corridor. As the door opened, light came from the door.

The air was filled with dust.

"It's you!"

The moment they saw the people coming out clearly, the eyes of Fatty and Jiao Tailang trembled.

Wei Jinting squinted his eyes and stood in front of the door, looking in the direction of the two fat men, "Long time no see."

What made Fatty even more chilly was that Wei Jinting looked really miserable at this moment.

One of his arms has been completely broken, hanging limply by his side. His whole body is covered with scars, especially a scar on his face. If it were a little bit off, his right eye would not be saved.

But Wei Jinting acted as if nothing was wrong, and wiped his face with his hands first, because a second ago, blood fell into his eyes from the wound on his forehead.

"It seems that that person has already entered." Wei Jinting looked at the door of 808 and asked with a smile: "Why haven't you entered yet? Are you waiting for us?"

us

Jiao Tailang frowned slightly. It seemed that Wei Jinting was more than one person, but who was the other person?

"This is a partner!" Wei Jinting praised him, then turned around and said excitedly: "Please wait a moment, we have one more person."

Immediately afterwards, the fat man watched helplessly as Wei Jinting dragged a person out of the door.

It's Wan Yuan Ning.

At this moment, Guan Yuanning was motionless, leaving hideous blood marks on the ground where she was dragged, and was then thrown by Wei Jinting casually against the wall.

"Oh, my actions were a little rough." He grinned and pretended to smile apologetically, "Who told her to be disobedient?"

"You probably don't want to be like her."

Although Wei Jinting looked like he was only half-breathed at the moment, both Fatty and Jiao Tailang had a premonition.

Even so, the two of them combined are no match for Wei Jinting.

"What do you want?" Fatty asked pretending to be confident.

He needed to stall for the doctor.

But after Wei Jinting turned his attention to himself, the fat man lost half of his momentum in an instant. "What do I want to do?" He smiled, pulling the muscles on his face with his mouth, looking very scary, "Get out of the way, I Gotta go in."

"That Hao Shuai is already inside, I can collect his body for you."

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"Mr. Wei." Jiao Tailang suddenly said, "We are all selected to perform tasks in this door. We all have the same demands. There is no need to kill each other."

"If the internal friction continues like this, we will all die here." He glanced at Wan Yuaning beside the wall, and his meaning was self-evident.

"After opening this door, I will convince Hao Shuai to let you leave first." He looked at Wei Jinting and said sincerely: "Do you think this is okay?"

Wei Jinting seemed to really think about it, but then he shook his head, "It sounds good, but" he looked at something flashing in the eyes of the two people, and suddenly said with a smile: "It's not enough."

"Not enough?" Fatty said angrily, "Then what else do you want?"

Wei Jinting touched his chin, and after a few seconds, he asked in a cautious tone: "How about you commit suicide and I go out alone, okay?"

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

There was rain in the sky, and the sound of rain was pattering. Jiang Cheng was walking on the street alone. Among the people coming and going, he was the only one without an umbrella.

The rain slid down his cheeks, dripped onto the ground, and shattered into pieces.

He also didn't expect such a scene inside the door.

He raised his eyes and saw a medium-sized office building opposite.

There were many signs of different sizes hanging downstairs. Jiang Cheng took a quick glance at them and saw that most of them were internet celebrity incubation companies or modeling companies.

And it doesn't look very formal.

Soon, a blue sports car drove over. The engine sound was terrifyingly loud, and the closer it was to the company, the louder the engine sound became, as if it was worried that others would not hear it.

The sports car stopped in front of the office building, and then a very flamboyantly dressed man walked out, holding the car keys in his hand.

He first stood near the car door for a while, then walked slowly to the passenger seat, opened the passenger door, took out a leather bag from the leather seat of the passenger seat, and deliberately tucked it under his arm.

Then he walked towards the company in a swagger.

This set of operations made Jiang Cheng drunk, which reminded him of the appearance of Pi Ruan when he just got close to the rich woman.

The man stood downstairs of the company smoking, fiddling with his bangs from time to time. To be fair, the man looked good, but it might be because of preconceived notions that he felt a little wretched.

His wolf-like eyes looked back and forth at the long legs coming in and out of the company gate. About 5 minutes later, he answered a phone call, threw away the cigarette butt, and turned into the company.

When he came out again, there was a tall beauty beside him. The two talked and laughed, but in Jiang Cheng's eyes, they had their own ulterior motives.

Seeing this, he probably knew the identity of the man and woman.

Li Maoshen, and Yu Youwei.

His ears trembled, and he suddenly heard a strange sound, as if something suddenly cracked.

He turned his head and looked in the direction where the sound came from. There was a long-abandoned bus stop, about 20 meters away.

Under the dark green and dilapidated awning, there stood a lonely figure.

She was a woman with a very ordinary appearance and figure. She was also the only one without an umbrella in this rain curtain, like himself.