Chapter 139 Women's Apartment

Rustling, rustling, the sound continued continuously, as if someone was slowly approaching, but he could clearly feel that although the air was a bit cold, there was not a trace of wind blowing.

He took two steps back, not because of fear, but because he was preparing to find a breakthrough and climb up to see what was going on inside. The hope he had when he saw the door closing turned into despair, fear and worry.

Not far away, there was a big green thing. He walked up and took a closer look. It was a trash can. There were some white lunch boxes scattered on the green trash can. There was a rancid smell around it.

permeated the air.

But at this moment, he couldn't care about that anymore, and his worry about the two of them defeated all fears.

He took two steps back, then took a run, and grabbed the window sill above with a very light body. Then he pulled hard with both hands, and quickly opened the window like a plot in a movie.

Fortunately, the window was not locked, otherwise it would have been a long time to break the bulletproof glass.

Bang. Yin Hui landed safely, then quietly moved to the door against the wall, and turned on the light switch with a snap.

The incandescent lamp illuminated the entire living room like the sun, and the luxurious furniture inside reflected the bright light. His nervous mood just now relaxed instantly.

"Tang Yan? Shen Feifei?" He called out tentatively again, hoping to hear an answer from the two of them. But unfortunately, no one answered.

He frowned slightly and then opened the door of the bedroom next to him. Unfortunately, it was empty and he didn't see the two of them.

He walked in, turned on the light, saw the beds scattered aside, and then touched them, and found that they were still warm.

The aroma in the room was refreshing, especially the aroma on the bed. Yin Hui was stunned, wrinkled her nose and smelled it specially.

It seemed that the two of them had just left here. He reasoned carefully, then turned around and prepared to leave.

Snap.

At this moment, the incandescent light in the bedroom went out with a bang. Yin Hui was startled for a moment, then stepped back alertly, leaned against the wall, and stretched out his hand to grab a charm.

But it was too late. A head suddenly appeared on the wall. The head was terrifying, blood red, and the face was rotten. It looked as if the skin had been peeled off, and all the white teeth inside were exposed.

, and bit Yin Hui's arm.

He couldn't bear the pain and screamed, then turned around quickly, formed a fiery seal with his right hand, and struck it quickly at the right moment.

With a bang, the face was submerged on the wall again and disappeared without a trace. And Yin Hui quickly stepped back, lit one of the charms, and waved it in the air, seeming to form some kind of formation.

Not long after, bright rays of light lit up in the air, forming blood-red characters. These blood-red characters seemed to be a door, blocking both the location and the inside.

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"Tell me, who put you in this place?" Yin Hui used a spell to heal the bitten right arm, and then asked the ghost angrily.

Ghostly faces appeared on the opposite wall, all of which had their faces peeled off, leaving only a layer of rotten flesh and exposed teeth and gums. They were gnashing their teeth angrily, making a crazy creaking sound as if they were devouring bones.

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"Let me out, let us out." The cries of ghosts and wolves were deafening, and the sound waves attacked the talisman that Bu Fan had laid out again and again. However, the expansion of the talisman was suppressed by him again and again, and did not explode.

"Hmph, it seems that you are not prepared to live." Yin Hui was furious, his eyes widened, he took out the spell in his hand and rushed towards the white wall opposite.

When the spell touched the wall, it started to burn violently, and then the bloody face began to fester again, and pieces of rotten flesh fell off. The two white eyes were also evaporated, and the pupils fell off and fell into pieces.

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"I say, I say anything." That face finally couldn't bear the torture anymore and roared loudly.

"Okay, tell me quickly, who sent you to ambush here. How long have you been here?"

"I..." As soon as he finished speaking, a black rotten arm appeared out of thin air, and then Bai Sensen's nails grew rapidly and crazily. When it was about five inches long, the end of the nail grew into a terrifying and eerie small...

Ghost head.

This ghost head instantly penetrated into the ghost head and devoured everything inside.

"Quack, quack, I have killed both of them a long time ago, quack, those who betray their master will all die." A rotten wound on the black arm trembled, opening and closing as he spoke.

"You..." Yin Hui was anxious, and was about to ask what was going on, but was distracted by the black arm. He then took out the money sword, broke the barrier he had set, and prepared to step forward to rescue the black man.

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"Quack, quack, the savior will get rid of you, the savior will save us." The dark, rotten, withered arm used its force and even scratched the nigger's head, causing his brain, blood, and intestines to burst all over the floor.

The black arm disappeared out of thin air. The place returned to calm, and the lights suddenly turned on.

A touch of blood was smeared on the money sword, but no ghost energy was sensed. It seemed that the black arm had really left.

Looking at the broken body on the ground, Yin Hui shook his head and sighed, the information he had obtained was gone.

The words of the ghost arm still linger in my mind: "Those two girls were killed by me a long time ago."

He didn't believe what the ghost arm said. He didn't know why, he just didn't believe it. Maybe men's sixth sense was also very effective sometimes.

He couldn't explain why. It was probably because the two of them had a reaction, and they could sense each other. Maybe everything he had guessed was wrong.

But no matter what, it was impossible for the two of them to come back tonight. For the safety of the two women, Yin Hui left a note on their bedroom door.

The note read: "Tang Yan, Shen Feifei, when you come back, please do not stay alone in this place at night. It is dangerous here. Do not stay here."

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief and jumped down from the window along the trash can.

Looking back, the lights in the living room are on. It is estimated that there will be no unclean things in the past few days. I hope the two women will listen to themselves.

He took out Nutrition Express from his pocket and took a sip.

This was taken from the refrigerator in the living room. When Yin Hui saw the familiar packaging, she would feel a sense of intimacy.

The path was very dark. I was walking on the road with the faint light emitted by my mobile phone, but I was absent-minded. I almost tripped over the bricks and stones on the ground several times.

He was very confused now, very confused. He didn't know what he should do. Should he go to Myanmar with them, or stay and search for the whereabouts of the two women.

But he felt that staying here would be of little use. If it was the criminal officer who captured Tang Yan and Shen Feifei, he would not be his opponent even if he sacrificed his life. Besides, the criminal officer still had so many subordinates. Embarrass yourself.

He suddenly missed the divine fortune teller. If the divine fortune teller was still around, he should be able to help him a lot.

The key is that the divine fortune teller had sacrificed his life a long time ago in order to save himself. Thinking of the divine fortune teller, he felt sad again. In order to save himself, two seniors had sacrificed their lives, one was a good friend and the other was a mentor. He felt that his soul had been hurt like never before. Heavy damage.

"What should I do? What should I do?" He scratched his head, as if trying to drive away the irritating emotions lingering in his mind.

But what disappointed him was that it was obvious that this was a delusion, and his worries were deeply rooted in his mind, growing non-stop.

Conan Doyle, Scalpel, Yellow Crane Tower, maybe they can give themselves an answer.

After thinking about this, his thoughts suddenly became clear. Although two relatives and friends died, he still had more friends accompanying him.

He quickened his pace, wiped away the dense and dark night, and walked quietly.
Chapter completed!