Chapter 831 Hiding

With the light of lightning, he finally saw clearly that it was not a clothes hanger at all, but a person standing upright!

The man was tall and wearing a dirty apron covered with blood.

The man is relatively fat. Through his apron, you can see his exaggerated belly that bulges forward. His exposed arms are strangely gray-white, with veins appearing on them. His left hand hangs down naturally, holding a huge axe.

What's even scarier is that he can't see the man's face.

Because the man's face was tightly wrapped in circles of transparent tape, the kind used on express delivery, and his entire head was wrapped in a rough manner, as if he were treating a corpse.

His body seemed to be petrified, Yuan Xiaotian stared intently at the strangely appearing man, especially the exaggeratedly large ax he was holding in his hand.

When he saw the ax, he confirmed that Li Mengyao was killed by this ax.

The man appeared so silently that Yuan Xiaotian didn't notice it at all. Under the initial panic, he gradually calmed down and began to think about the current situation.

He had been here less than 20 minutes since he woke up, and he remembered that when he first woke up, he looked out the window and it had not rained yet.

But now, the outside has been completely obscured by the rain curtain, and it is blurry, as if it has been isolated to another world.

No, not like that!

This is another world!

His thoughts were spinning so fast that Yuan Xiaotian turned to look out the floor-to-ceiling window. The strange feeling of strangeness made his heart palpitate. He was isolated in this building. Maybe only the 10th floor where he was was left in the whole building.

For a moment, Yuan Xiaotian felt a daze in his mind.

But soon, he gathered his emotions, took a deep breath, and adjusted his state. Many times, it was not that he had no chance to survive, but also that people lost the belief in survival.

Just when he looked towards the door again, suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the man carrying the ax disappeared!

The seat next to the door is empty!

"Where have they gone?" Yuan Xiaotian was startled and immediately began to look around. What was more terrifying than the sudden appearance of the ghost was that the ghost disappeared silently.

The surroundings seemed darker, as if a strange mist was pouring in, and everything nearby became shadowy, as if something would rush out of the mist at any time.

He subconsciously scanned the entire office area with his peripheral vision. He had memorized the locations of nearby tables and chairs before, but now, those places had turned into blurry dark black outlines.

An indescribable sense of depression surged over him, making him breathless. To put it more bluntly, it was fear of the unknown.

"That thing won't disappear for no reason, it must be nearby." His heart seemed to jump out of his throat, Yuan Xiaotian held his breath, he knew that the other party must be looking for him, "The rain outside has not stopped, so the mission is still going on.

There was a voice in his heart that kept urging him to escape. If he stayed here, he would die and he would be found sooner or later.

calm! Be sure to calm down!

According to Yuan Xiaotian's experience, running now is a dead end. He has no doubt that if he moves here, the ghost will immediately lock his position!

And after being found, his fate will be the same as Li Mengyao.

He made up his mind that he would never leave this office area unless he was found.

At the same time, he also had another plan. Even if he was killed, he would still leave clues to Brother Qiang and the others.

If his body was found in the office area, according to the minds of people like Brother Qiang, they would definitely think of their purpose.

You will not escape the pursuit of ghosts by staying in hiding.

It can be regarded as eliminating a wrong option for them.

A burst of cold air slowly came in, stimulating the pores on Yuan Xiaotian's body, as if something was moving nearby, and then moved the air.

Yuan Xiaotian raised his ears. He didn't hear anything similar to footsteps, only the sound of wind and rain coming from outside the window from time to time.

"This ghost will not make a sound when it moves." Yuan Xiaotian thought silently in his heart.

Sure enough, as the cold feeling became more intense, a black outline vaguely appeared less than 5 meters away from him.

It's that man!

The man stood up straight, his facial features were wrapped under the tape, and he slowly walked out of the fog with the exaggerated ax in his hands. His steps were stiff and he looked very strange.

Every time the man's foot landed, the ground would tremble slightly, and Yuan Xiaotian couldn't help but think that the man should be wearing heavy shoes such as boots.

Black leather boots!

But he still didn't hear the footsteps. It seemed that this was one of the characteristics of ghosts. There was no sound when walking.

This ability is particularly deadly in an environment with limited vision.

As the distance got closer, Yuan Xiaotian also saw the man's appearance clearly. Even if he was mentally prepared, his heartbeat would speed up.

Under the translucent tape, the man's face was exaggeratedly distorted, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was grinning, revealing an extremely scary smile.

And all of this was cruelly fixed with tape, making the weird expression in this moment become eternity.

It's like insects preserved in amber, becoming a cruel work of art.

It looked like the man was killed and ended up like this after his death.

Similar to their previous guess, the ax in the man's hand was a full circle larger than a fire axe. It looked like it was used for logging, and it was several times larger.

As if it had been used for a long time, a gap appeared on the side of the axe blade, and there were some dark red things on it. I don’t know if it was blood or rust.

The axe was connected to a wooden handle at the back. The workmanship was very rough. Even the wooden handle was not straight, but a little bent, and it was splashed with black liquid.

Yuan Xiaotian sniffed lightly and knew that it was blood, and it was probably Li Mengyao’s blood.

On a rainy night, a tall, shabby and weird man, carrying a huge axe, was chasing the people trapped in the office area of ​​a luxuriously decorated building. It looked like a plot in a third-rate horror novel, but this scene was actually happening in front of Yuan Xiaotian.

What made Yuan Xiaotian even more unacceptable was that he was the one being chased.

After observing for a while, he noticed something very strange. The man walked in a very rigid posture. The amplitude of each arm swing and the size of the steps were the same, as if he was a robot with a certain program set.

Without emotions or extra consciousness, the man only remembered to kill, in a permitted way.

And the man should not have found where he was hiding, as if he was walking aimlessly, moving here and there, like a headless fly.

This made Yuan Xiaotian more convinced of his previous guess that staying was right. If he could not withstand the pressure and ran away, he would probably be dead now.

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