Chapter 854 Helper

After saying this, Xia Qiang slowly backed away. In the last moment of his vision, he saw Lin Muyun turn around, but the next second, his figure was completely covered by the fog.

Sure enough, he still couldn't be fooled. A self-deprecating smile appeared on Xia Qiang's lips. Perhaps it was the last word Lin Muyun that made him hear the flaw.

But it didn't matter anymore, after all, he was the one being targeted.

And this word Lin Muyun had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

He didn't like the title of Mr. Lin either. It was too distant and too deliberate. Lin Muyun was completely different from the young masters of the big families that Xia Qiang was used to seeing.

He was elegant and easy-going, without airs, and more importantly, he had a heart that cared for others.

During this period of contact, Xia Qiang had already regarded him as his own, not just as an object that needed to be protected in the mission.

Xia Qiang really hoped that people like him could survive.

It would definitely be a good thing for the Lin family to have such a young man as a leader in the future.

Lin Muyun's final performance was worthy of Xia Qiang's evaluation of him.

He did not make a mistake. This young man was a trustworthy person.

Lin Muyun felt that the person being targeted was himself, not him, so he turned around immediately and wanted to save himself.

And Xia Qiang also knew that Lin Muyun did not have the means and ability to save him. This was a completely subconscious behavior and he had no time to think.

Just as he thought, when Lin Muyun turned around, his figure completely disappeared from the other party's sight.

Although he knew that he was being targeted, Xia Qiang did not give up on survival, even though he knew that the hope of survival was very slim.

He first stabilized his mind, and then immediately turned around, with nothing behind him.

The corridor became more and more gloomy and dark, shrouded in fog in front and behind, and seemed to have no end.

He finally glanced at the place where Lin Muyun disappeared, and then walked in the opposite direction.

His steps became slower and heavier, and his legs became stiffer and stiffer. What was even more terrifying was that there was a cold wind blowing in from the back of his neck.

It felt like there was someone standing behind him, blowing air at him, and getting closer and closer to him.

He had no doubt that when the other person was completely on his back, he would die.

It seemed that their speculation was correct. The killer needed to approach without being seen and stand behind the person to trigger the killing condition.

At the same time, he also noticed something very strange. His shadow, his shadow on the ground, seemed to be controlled by some force.

It felt very strange. Some force was exerted on his shadow, cold and stiff, thus affecting the movement of his body. [6][9][s][h][u][x][.][c][o][m]

"Use the shadow to affect the main body!" Xia Qiang's mind was focused. The killer seemed to step on his shadow, making him feel like dragging a heavy object every time he took a step.

"Since the killer would kill people from behind, what would happen if I found a wall and pressed my back against the wall without leaving any space in between?" This idea took shape in Xia Qiang's mind. Although it was crude, Xia Qiang thought it was worth a try.

Without further hesitation, he immediately turned around and pressed his back tightly against the wall.

1 second.

2 seconds.

After a few seconds, the cold feeling behind him gradually dissipated, as if the invisible person had left behind him.

"Success!" Xia Qiang himself found it incredible that such a simple action could actually get rid of the entanglement of the killer.

And more importantly, he could keep this posture until the rain stopped and the mission was over.

At the same time, he could feel a malicious gaze, watching him not far away from him.

It was the killer.

No doubt.

Xia Qiang couldn't help holding his breath. It seemed that the other party just hadn't found a way to kill him for the time being, instead of letting him go completely.

This gave Xia Qiang a very bad premonition.

If he couldn't find the location of the killer, he couldn't drive it away like Jiang Cheng, and the killer would keep pestering him until he found a suitable opportunity to kill him.

But he kept leaning against the wall, what would the killer do?

Xia Qiang was puzzled. He tried to press his back against the wall and then slowly moved along the wall, but the cold sight also moved with him.

Until Xia Qiang suddenly heard a strange sound in his ears.

"Click."

"Squeak——"

"Click."

"Squeak——"

It sounded like the footsteps of a person, but not an ordinary person, but a person with a twisted body and a weird walking posture.

Xia Qiang didn't understand why he had such a specific consciousness in his mind. He couldn't explain it. It was like an intuition.

But what he couldn't figure out was that the killer should walk without making any sound. In other words, the thing that came was not the killer, so what kind of ghost thing could it be?

Could it be that there was another ghost hidden in the fog besides the killer?

This guess made Xia Qiang feel cold on his back. After all, he could avoid the killer's pursuit by leaning against the wall, but facing another completely unfamiliar ghost, he didn't know the other party's killing method.

Not leaving him much time, a vague shadow soon appeared in the fog.

The moment the shadow emerged from the mist, Xia Qiang felt a chill running from his feet to his head.

It was a person.

To be precise, it was a dead person with his head split in half.

Yuan Xiaotian!

His head was split in half and hung on his neck. As he walked, red and white viscous liquid kept dripping. The scene was weird and creepy.

The only eye embedded in the eye socket turned stiffly, and finally stared at Xia Qiang's face.

"Xiaotian" Xia Qiang's expression was absent-minded for a moment.

After looking into the only remaining eye of Yuan Xiaotian, Xia Qiang couldn't help but shudder, not because of how cold that eye revealed, on the contrary, he saw fear and entanglement in that eye.

This gave Xia Qiang a bold idea that Yuan Xiaotian was not dead!

Even though his head was split in half and his brains were smeared all over the ground, he was not dead, really not dead, he was still conscious!

Judging from his current actions, he seemed to be controlled by something, and the behavior he did was not what he wanted.

But a murderer!

In other words, he is now the helper of the murderer.

Before Xia Qiang could continue to think about it, "Yuan Xiaotian" staggered over, then stretched out two blood-stained hands and grabbed Xia Qiang.

After Xia Qiang reacted, he followed the wall and quickly walked to one side, but the speed of walking against the wall was too slow, and he was finally caught by "Yuan Xiaotian".

His hand was like a pair of pliers, grabbing and not letting go, pulling Xia Qiang down the wall.

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