Chapter 843: The Victim's Counterattack

The middle-aged man obviously had no intention of answering Chen Ge's question. In his opinion, Chen Ge was just a freshman who didn't know what to do.

"You talk a lot!"

The raised wooden chair hit Chen Ge's shoulder. The middle-aged men didn't want to leave any obvious scars on Chen Ge's body. They were experienced and knew how to hit someone the most painful without leaving any traces.

"Boom!"

The chair hit the corridor wall, and Chen Ge narrowly avoided it.

"Do you still dare to resist?" The scar on the middle-aged man's face began to twist, and several companions behind him also walked towards this side.

"When I came, someone already told the teacher that they will come soon." No one believed Chen Ge's words at all. His body was trembling, his eyes were wandering, and he was telling everyone here all kinds of details. He was lying. scared.

"Do you believe what you say?" The middle-aged man dragged the chair and swung it towards Chen Ge again. Chen Ge swayed back, spotted the gap, and ran deeper into the warehouse area.

The further they went, the more desolate it became. No one thought that Chen Ge would seek his own death, so they reacted a little slower.

By the time they realized it, Chen Ge had already jumped several meters.

"Look, this kid is so scared that he can't even tell the direction." The middle-aged man and several other men who came out of the warehouse looked at each other, and bloodshot eyes appeared in their pupils.

"Hurry up and chase him! Don't let him run away!" Several students in Chen Ge's class haven't figured out the situation yet, and they still want to teach Chen Ge a lesson.

Those lonely ghosts outside the school did not leave immediately, as if they wanted Chen Ge to run further.

"Don't worry, he can't run away." An old man at the edge of the crowd licked his lips, swallowed, and stretched out a finger to the others: "I want a share, and you share the rest equally."

"Old stuff, half a penny is enough for you." The middle-aged man threw the wooden chair in front of a few students: "You stay here, the depths of the corridor are very dangerous, and we don't know how many things are hidden inside that don't belong to this class." People from the school."

Seeing that Chen Ge was about to disappear from sight, those alien monsters who did not belong to the ghost school chased after him.

They deliberately kept a distance from Chen Ge, hoping that Chen Ge could run farther to facilitate their next actions, which happened to be what Chen Ge wanted to see.

The two sides reached a kind of tacit understanding inexplicably, chasing and fleeing, ran across two long corridors, and finally Chen Ge stopped on his own initiative.

He pretended to be exhausted and hid in a very broken toilet at the end of the corridor.

"The person who pushed the door of the school of ghosts opened the door in the toilet at first, and now I am forced into the toilet again. Is this a coincidence, or is it some kind of 'God'?"

The door pusher was injured in the last compartment, and Chen Ge also hid in the last compartment this time.

The promenade filled with blood mist, the deserted campus, and no one around, only the sound of my own heartbeat and breathing can be heard.

"Crunch."

The door was pushed open, and the sound of footsteps appeared next to my ears. The other party's shoes seemed to be stepping on blood, mixed with a strange sound.

"Has anything like this happened to that child before?"

History repeated itself again, but this time the victim was replaced by Chen Ge.

"are you here?"

Harsh male voices came from the toilet door, those lonely ghosts outside the school were playing with Chen Ge.

"Crunch..."

The door of the first compartment was slowly pushed open, and footsteps gradually approached.

Chen Ge took a breath,

The scene he saw on the top floor of the teaching building emerged in his mind. What he is experiencing now may have been endured by that child before he died.

Fear, restlessness, rapid heartbeat, covering his mouth and nose hard, not letting himself make any sound, his back pressed against the wall, the strength in his body was drained little by little, and he curled up in the corner of the dirty toilet cubicle.

My thin body was trembling constantly, my brain was full of fear of what they would do to me if I was caught, all kinds of negative emotions tormented my brain and soul, how could an underage child face these things alone.

Being on the scene, Chen Ge understood those children better. Adults view the world from a different perspective than children, and the fear in children's eyes is also different from adults.

Rubbing his cold palms, Chen Ge stopped thinking about it: "Did that voice appear again?"

"Are you here?"

The door of the second compartment was pushed open, and their voices sounded very strange, like ghosts who could not get rid of, following them like shadows.

"I saw you, I know you're hiding here."

The door of the third compartment was pushed open, the blood mist in the air became thicker, and the toilet became more and more oppressive.

The faint smell of blood irritated everyone, their eye sockets were bloodshot, and excited and distorted faces were squeezed into the toilet.

"You're about to be caught by us."

Blood oozes from the scar. The middle-aged man held the rope he found in the warehouse. His fingers slid across the toilet door and tapped lightly. He was enjoying the process.

"Nor in the fourth compartment, it appears he's in the last compartment."

Fingernails rubbed against the wooden boards, making a horrible sound, and the footsteps stopped at the door of the last compartment.

"Are you here?"

The door lock shakes, and the restless heart also beats. The bully has already been prepared, and the outcome is already doomed.

"Locked? I know you're in! Come out, come out!"

The door of the toilet cubicle was beaten and shook constantly. How helpless the child hiding inside would be at this time. He could only face those terrifying guys alone and bear it alone.

"Come out, come out!"

The sound outside is getting louder and louder, the sound of footsteps, shouting, and the sound of beating on the door, the combination of the three can drive people crazy.

"Boom!"

The old lock could not withstand the beatings of so many people, and the compartment door was finally smashed open.

The first middle-aged man grabbed the rope and squeezed in before the compartment door was fully opened.

"Drag him out! Drag him out!"

The people behind were shouting, but the middle-aged man didn't respond, as if he had disappeared.

"Crunch..."

The door panel with the broken lock slowly opened, and the sound of tick-tock rang in everyone's ears.

Fresh blood oozes from under the door panel, a strong smell of blood hits the face, and the narrow toilet cubicle is full of people.

"You guys are thinking about fighting, I'm thinking about killing people, our goals are different from the beginning."

Chen Ge closed the comic book, leaned against the wall, and threw a reddish-brown blood clot upward with his palm, which seemed to be a withered heart.

"Swallow all of you, Bai Qiulin should be able to wear red, right?"