My Cell Prison

When I met the elevator lady who forgot to trim her nails for years.

bass! Mia pulled out the demon sword behind her for the first time...

do not……

Han Dong immediately reached out his hand to stop Mia's excited behavior.

The little magic eye can see 'qi'.

Unlike the security guard or the man who was caught in the elevator... This elevator lady's breath is connected to the four elevators in the office building.

It seems that she is the elevator administrator in this office building, and her existence is closely related to this office building.

After killing her, two things can happen.

First, the elevator couldn't be used, and everyone had to find another, more difficult way to get upstairs.

Second, the elevator lady may rely on the elevator for unlimited resurrection. At that time, the strange talk in the office building will start a full-scale war with Han Dong and his party.

Negotiate.

Han Dong tried to talk to the woman.

Hello.

The elevator lady didn't answer, just smiled and bowed her knees slightly.

Tonight, there should be other 'guests' in your company, right?

When Han Dong asked this sentence, he carefully observed the whole body of the elevator lady.

Guan Ran noticed that her eyelids jumped, and her nails that had not been trimmed for a long time twitched slightly...

Such a detailed action can indirectly answer the question that Han Dong just raised... It means that there are indeed other people in the office building who do not belong here. Nine times out of ten, it is the S-level strange talk about the abyss public toilet.

Han Dong immediately went a step further and said, Can you take me and my friends to meet the boss of your company? We want to talk to him about the public toilet on the thirteenth floor.

Sir, please wait a moment.

When the elevator lady spoke for the first time, she immediately merged her body into the elevator and went up to the top floor... It seems that she needs to report this problem to her boss.

Abel immediately stepped forward and asked in a low voice:

Nicholas, do you mean to establish a relationship with the weird talk in this building first?

Han Dong explained in a low voice: Since this office building can tolerate the abyss public toilets often running here, they occupy one floor. To some extent, it shows that the origin of the strange talk in the office building is more rational.

However, it is by no means certain that office buildings are completely harmless.

If we go directly to the public toilet to deal with the corresponding S-level strange talk event... After the solution, our physical energy will inevitably be exhausted, and even 12 of them will be seriously injured.

At this time, this office building may attack us.

Therefore, it is necessary to establish a good relationship of interests in advance to ensure safety.

Abel asked again: Why don't you wait? In another hour, the public toilet will be moved... We just need to go to the next area according to the clues. There is no need to take risks in the office building, right?

A neutral office building itself is a 'double-edged sword', and if it can be used well, it can help us deal with the guy in the toilet together.

Let's try to talk first... If it doesn't work, as you said, let's go to another public toilet. ’

it is good.

After a while, when the elevator descended, the elevator lady just now waved to Han Dong with a 'goodwill' smile, but she blocked the others from the elevator.

The boss said that he only wants to see you alone... Please wait downstairs for the others.

at this time.

In the lobby area on the first floor of the office building, there was a group of front desk ladies with corpse makeup. Abel and his party were invited to rest and wait. The black tea full of hair has been brewed for them.

Okay, wait for me below.

Although Han Dong said to reassure his teammates, he secretly had a palm contact with Mia and put a small spider in his trousers pocket...

ding dong...

Just when the elevator reaches the top floor.

Han Dong got the corresponding system prompt in his mind.

The Corpse Talker Building

A-level? It's the same as the general's mansion... But,

Since it can't reach the S-rank, it is naturally not the opponent of the chainsaw in the public toilet.

Han Dong smiled. He had already thought of many routes on how to talk to the other party next.

The top floor is matched with the local Eastern Ying style decoration, when the layers of paper doors slide open.

A wealthy woman with beautiful hair and a corpse-like drawing was sitting at the desk... When she stared at Han Dong, a strange interest flashed in her eyes.

Sister Mia, is your spider sensing? Is it not dangerous for the deputy captain to go to the top floor alone?

Wen Li has been in a state of nervousness since stepping into this place, worried about Han Dong who was heading to the top floor.

What can he do... don't worry.

When Mia thought of the red-clothed woman and the bald-headed man who could be controlled by Han Dong at will, she didn't worry about their safety at all... Moreover, Han Dong was quite good at handling things like negotiation.

About half an hour passed.

The beautiful elevator lady waved to Mia and others.

Please come here, the gentleman who just went up has already discussed with our boss... He is waiting for you on the 13th floor.

it is good.

When the elevator slowly ascends, it is about to reach the 13th floor.

This is the elevator lady who was leaning against the button, and instinctively backed away... She seemed to be afraid of this floor.

Ding dong.

When the elevator door opened, I saw Han Dong sitting alone in the empty office on the thirteenth floor, waiting leisurely.

The thirteenth floor is here.

Just when Mia and others walked out one after another.

Han Dong looked sideways at the elevator lady hiding in the corner of the elevator.

Miss, your boss asked you to give us a brief introduction to the 'thirteenth floor', and at the same time take us to the entrance of the bathroom.

Han Dong said so.

The elevator lady, who had long pointed nails and beautiful corpse makeup, actually squatted in the elevator and cried.

Hey! I... I'm afraid.

You're too embarrassing... Han Dong said helplessly.

The elevator lady cried very sadly, wiping her tears while saying, No...a lot of colleagues have died on this floor, even my last elevator lady stayed on the thirteenth floor for a while, and they were all killed. Take it! I'm not going to die...

Aren't you already dead? In other words, is there any difference between dying now and dying later?

It's different... If you are caught by something in the toilet on the thirteenth floor, you will never come back.

Is that so?

Han Dong got up and walked towards the elevator lady.

Suddenly made an incredible move.

The g-arm revealed its true state, pinching the elevator lady's right arm, pressing her shoulder... and pulling it hard.

The arms were forcibly separated.

Next, Han Dong pulled out a weird arm out of nowhere.

The breath emanating from the surface of the arm not only made the elevator lady curl up in fear.

Even the team members backed away nervously.

The Clown's Arm

When Han Dong docked the arm taken from the clown with the wound of the elevator lady.

quack quack! !

A thin thread implicated in the balloon and a kind of grasshopper-like whisker immediately grew out of the dark flesh of the clown's arm... forcibly grafted.

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