The most brave system in history

As soon as Shen Jie walked out of the right wing, he heard a burst of soft footsteps.

Bingyu's face changed instantly:

"They are here."

she yelled.

"I heard that woman's voice, you can't escape now. Hahaha!"

Huang Mao couldn't help laughing a few times when he heard the nervous voice of the woman upstairs. But at this moment, a man in his thirties who was already approaching the stairs on the second floor suddenly saw a playing card flying towards him,

He thought he was wrong, and he was a little dazed,

Moreover, the speed of the playing cards was not as fast as he knew, it was still very slow, so slow that he subconsciously touched the flying cards with his fingers.

He immediately felt as if his fingers had been cut in by a knife, a strong sting. The pain permeated his nerves,

But this feeling was obviously different from the past. The card was like a chainsaw and it slammed into his finger, spraying out a large number of fine and small blood beads in a short time.

This kind of pain to the bone instantly made him unable to maintain his composure any longer.

Because the stairs are very narrow, only one person can go up, and the yellow hair who saw him stop immediately shouted at the predecessor:

"Old man, what's the matter with you?"

No previous reply,

Huang Mao saw a card nailed to the old man's right index finger, and the card was obviously embedded in the bone.

The old man's eyeballs that were already hurting were about to pop out,

He wanted to yank it off his finger, but before he yanked, he had imagined the excruciating pain that would follow.

At this moment, another card slowly flew over from the room on the second floor on the left. Its path was half a meter above the center of the stairs.

The old man couldn't avoid it, but the sharp pain on his finger told him that he had to try to avoid it.

Huangmao's temper exploded instantly when he was crushed by him:

"Old man, if you step on the hemp and press me again, I won't kill you, just move forward!"

The old man ignored him at all, and shouted to himself: "Back back, back up quickly."

His voice sounded very terrified, especially when the cards were less than half a meter away from his chest. He even felt the heavy blade of the iron cutter approaching when he was working in a foreign factory, and let him take a look. I feel like a scary scene,

At this moment, even though the people behind him were hurting him with their elbows, he didn't care about it at all, and pressed his fat belly down, so that the upper half of his body was twisted and stuck to the window sill on the right.

At this time, the yellow hair behind also saw the slowly flying card,

In an instant, the image of this card overlapped with the card on the old man's finger that he saw a moment ago.

When it was approaching, the sense of oppression that made him feel terrible in his heart became stronger and stronger. He was not stupid, so he quickly lowered his body,

"Back, back quickly."

The other man in the back didn't dare to be as rude as Huang Mao was to the old man. He wanted to back up, but there were three people behind,

In such a small space, the two cards flew over almost apart, and the time difference was only two or three seconds.

Zhu Shanbiao at the back was still in the entrance of the living room, and he shouted to the people in front: "What are you talking about, hurry up and get caught."

The card flew straight over the yellow hair, like a sharp knife flying over the vellus hair, the hair didn't even have a chance to swing away, a flat cut surface appeared on the top of his head,

The man behind also clearly saw the power of the cards.

This card obviously hasn't exhausted all its power, as if the hair just cut is just like passing air,

The young man also immediately yelled: "Quickly step back."

The three people in a row were yelling and retreating, and it was obvious that something unusual happened.

After all, they are still bulls in a small place. They have never seen such a weird scene.

The last two people who were still on the stairs at the back all lowered their bodies on the stairs, watching with their own eyes the piece of cards flying past slowly but unstoppably.

But this is obviously not over yet, the old man leaning over the front suddenly saw three more playing cards flying from the corner of the room on the second floor, forming a zigzag shape, almost blocking the three angles where people on the stairs can stand up.

The few people who had already started to flee to the first floor became more intense at this moment.

When the old man ran out of the yard, he was not the same as the people standing in the yard on the first floor and watching on the second floor. He rushed out of the house in one breath, and shouted to the people who were still in the yard: "You are still dead! Over there, don’t hurry up. It’s really courting death.”

At the same time as the old man reminded, the door of the right wing room on the first floor was suddenly closed with a 'bang'.

The sound was so loud that everyone in the small courtyard was startled.

People who were looking at the second floor in the yard suddenly felt an unusually cold and gloomy breath rushing towards their faces, as if they were in an ice cellar for a moment, and several people couldn't help but sway.

The young man who was less than 20 years old was standing at the place closest to the living room on the first floor. He quickly glanced behind him, only to realize that they were a little far away from him.

He immediately felt the hairs on his entire back standing on end,

"There must be ghosts in this place. If the two of them go in, they will definitely not be able to escape. We don't need to clean up."

Huang Mao obviously still had lingering fears about what happened just now, so he also hurriedly walked out the door.

A few people walked outside the door, the cloudy and cold breath suddenly disappeared at this moment,

"Did you find something wrong?" Zhu Shanbiao asked.

"This building is definitely a ghost house, there are really ghosts."

Huang Mao is very sure of his thoughts, he is afraid of nothing but ghosts,

"Go, go, don't be haunted by ghosts, and die at home in the middle of the night."

This statement clearly worked.

When Lao Baizi was far away, he turned around and suddenly saw several figures standing there in that small building.