Chapter 20
"Boom" "Boom"

The sound of thunder is like a drum beating, and the sudden rain and cold are urging.

Wang Dafu could hear the sound of tables and chairs being overturned behind him, the porcelain he had carefully selected in the past must have been thrown to the ground, making a crisp clang.

He should run.
Just like those "chivalrous men" behind the scenes who talked about their ambitions but ran away with their heads in their arms.
Everyone has a fake face, it's just a joke
But at this moment, he didn't even have the strength behind him, his face was pale, and his eyeballs protruded as he looked at the "woman" in front of him.

The long jet-black hair of the "woman" was completely wet by the rain, and it was bent like seaweed and stuck to her blue-black face. The blood-red mottled body of "her" could not be seen from the original color, and a series of rainwater engulfed the blood beads and rolled down. On the ground, it was bright red in a short while.

Wang Dafu opened his mouth and looked at the woman in horror.

His voice was broken: "Didn't you do it earlier?"

"Woman" raised her head when she heard the voice, with a vicious smile on her lips.

It can be seen that her eyes are a pair of black blood holes.
After all, Wang Dafu didn't finish speaking.

His pupils dilated for a moment, and it was not known whether it was cold sweat or rain that slid down his somewhat slack face.

"you"

"Do you know me?"

The "woman" stretched her hand inside again, her voice hoarse, as if it had been burned by fire.

Some fat middle-aged men held "her" black and blue wrists with both hands.The hand completely cut into his stomach, like a steel nail pierced in, and he couldn't pull it out with all his strength.

His face turned blue with suppressed expression, and his cheeks were twitching.

Finally, when the other hand was inserted into the chest, he was completely out of breath.

eyes wide open on the stone floor
Silent.

There was no one in the lobby, and the noise ceased.

The porcelain bowl containing the amber wine was knocked over to the ground, and a jar of Han Xiangji was still placed on the table. People had long forgotten how rare this jar of wine was.After all, when traveling in the world, the most important thing is your own life.
The evil spirit picked up the middle-aged man's right foot and dragged it towards the counter. "Her" blue-black feet stepped on the floor, leaving bloody footprints.

"Someone is hanging on top of the building."

"Someone died in West Lane."

"She" sang in a hoarse and rough voice, and the blood on the clothes dripped on the ground.

There is something in my mind that I can't think of.

very important thing
"She" can't remember, "she" only remembers——

——"She" wants to eat people.

The blood-clothed ghost dragged the corpse without any difficulty. The floor of the lobby was already muddy with rain and blood, the tables and chairs were overturned, and the wine was spilled.

"Her" wrinkled her blue-black face, as if she was smelling something, and in an instant, a smile appeared on that ferocious and stiff face.

"so many people"

"The aroma of many people."

"Pangdang—"

The corpse was dragged to a shelf beside it, and the porcelain and bronze wares fell like rain.

The evil spirit didn't stop for a moment, and walked through the half-open door, and the "Ten Days Sunny" sign on the door rang loudly.

wine cellar.

A somewhat short figure squatted behind a pile of wine jars, it was the waiter who Wang Dafu called to fetch the oil lamp.

Zhu Dong was hiding in a dark corner. He didn't know how Boss Wang was doing now.

Should be dead.
Although Boss Wang treated him kindly, but that was a ghost——! ! !
"It's okay, you won't be discovered in this place"

He comforted himself by saying that he planned to leave Zhuangzi after tonight.

"Boom, boom, boom"

The sound is like a reminder.

"Boom, boom, boom"

Zhu Dong held his breath.

After a while, the knocking on the door stopped, and the wine cellar was silent.

have they gone?
Is it because you can't open the door?
He was so relieved that the clothes behind him were soaked in cold sweat.

"Dong Dong Dong!!!"

"Boom-!!!!"

The sound of wood breaking seemed to be that of a wine cellar door being broken open, and the sound of heavy footsteps getting closer and closer.

A pair of blue and black feet appeared in front of his eyes, and Zhu Dong raised his head.

The heads of one, two, three and seven were held in the hands of the evil spirits, and a bunch of hair was entangled and dripping blood.

Can't run away
 The collection is too small, I have to find out my own problem.

  I didn't wait for the afternoon, I updated it together, I'm awesome!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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