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257. What about people, why are they gone?(1/2)

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"Brother Chu, what's wrong? What did you see?"

Jiang Yi, who was standing behind him, quickly came up and asked with concern.

“There is weird inside!”

Chu Mufeng's face turned gloomy and pointed to the door and said in a deep voice.

"Freak? What's weird?" Jiang Yi looked puzzled.

"No, so many of us didn't see any movement. What did you see? It was like it was true!"

Sun Xiaolong, who was closest to the door, was very interested. He originally thought that this game was actually quite boring, but who would have thought that Chu Mufeng actually said there was something strange inside, which made him very curious.

Without thinking too much, he leaned over to the keyhole and peeked.

"I really don't believe it anymore, here..."

Sun Xiaolong's words came to an abrupt end here.

Then his face turned pale, his body became stiff, his tongue began to knot, and his whole body was backing back like a heavy hammer.

The whole person fell to the ground with his butt, his eyes filled with panic, and his mouth was as vague as a steamed bun.

"Die...Die..."

"Sun Xiaolong, what's wrong? Talk well!" Yue Tong shouted anxiously.

"It's dead! Dapeng was killed!"

Sun Xiaolong's voice was originally very sharp, but now after seeing this scene, his voice became even more harsh.

The sound of a blade rubbing against a stone resounded throughout the corridor.

Everyone who heard this was stunned on the spot and felt scared.

"It's true, don't joke about this? Mr. Chu, what are you two making trouble?" Yue Tong looked sideways in surprise, his eyes full of doubts.

"What I said is, this is the big night, don't scare people!"

After seeing this scene, Sun Daan squeezed out a smile and said, thinking that it must be two people joking.

What's not a joke?

Who did Sun Xiaolong just called for? It was Zhao Dapeng!

But didn’t Zhao Dapeng come back while bathing in the hot spring outside? How could he die in this house?

Although the other party is quite casual and doesn't say hello anywhere, who can make people rich? If you have money, you can be willful.

You can't say that if you are more willful, you should die? You are still good guys. Is there anyone who speaks like this?

You are not afraid that Zhao Dapeng will come back to deal with you. He dares to say that he is dead. He is so brave.

"Shh, listen, it seems that there is really a sound inside!"

At this moment, Jiang Muxue suddenly pointed at the door, lowered her voice, and said nervously.

Is there any sound?

Squeak!

really!

At this moment, while everyone was listening, a sound like a saw of wood came out of the room.

The sound was clear at first, but then it turned into a thud, as if the wood was sawed and dropped to the ground.

"Ah! There is really someone inside!" Jiang Muxue shouted in dismay and hid in Yue Tong's arms.

Yue Tong hugged Jiang Muxue tightly, patted her back, and whispered comfort.

"Don't worry, it's okay. It's very likely that someone is deliberately creating a prank. I said Mr. Chu, Sun Xiaolong, don't make a fuss!"

"Is someone who has rehearsed with you a long time ago? It must be Zhao Dapeng! Whatever you go to hot springs is all a pretext and an excuse. He just hides it in it and acts, right?"

"You two saw it just now, if it were us, you can see it, right? He must be acting tirelessly inside! Zhao Dapeng, we have seen through your tricks, come out quickly!"

Yue Tong, who obviously didn't believe what the two said, glanced around and then raised his voice and shouted.

"Acting? You can open the door and take a look!" Chu Mufeng said with a cold face.

"What kind of play do you do? Do I look like an actor?" Sun Xiaolong said with a trembling voice with a sallow complexion.

"No acting?"

When Yue Tong heard this, he felt that his speculation just now was a little problem.

It is normal for Sun Xiaolong and Zhao Dapeng to act. After all, they are friends, but how could Chu Mufeng be with them?

No matter what, even if you guess wrong, the people inside should be Zhao Dapeng. This is true. If it weren't for him, it would be a bit exaggerated to say that Zhao Dapeng was killed.

"Zhao Dapeng, come out quickly, don't scare people, we already know your trick."

"Yes, donate money when you want to participate in Midnight Horror. This horror is a trick you made by yourself, right? Let's make everyone happy?"

"Hurry up, stop making trouble, just make trouble again!"

...

Several people started to shout. Although their faces were a little pale, they all subconsciously believed that this was the case. This is the truth of the matter. Only in this way can they be explained.

Otherwise, would it be that Zhao Dapeng was really killed? It is impossible, this is simply too ridiculous.

"Zhao Dapeng, if you don't come out again, we will leave!" Gan Susu said with a stern face.

At this moment, a sudden scream came from the next room, and the sound was as shrill as a wolf howled, making the hair stand up.

Bang!

The door opened from inside, and Chu Wuyuan's figure stumbled out.

As soon as he ran out, he suddenly closed the door, then sat down under the corridor wall, his face full of panic and nervousness.

He gasped heavily.

"Hey, Chu Wuyuan, what's wrong with you?" Everyone was disturbed by the sudden scene, and their eyes moved.

Gu Zijun jumped forward with a quick step, squatted down and asked tightly.

"I! I! I!"

"What do you think I am? Tell me quickly!"

Seeing Chu Wuyuan stammeringly and unable to say a word, Gu Zijun felt a little upset, shook his shoulders hard and shouted in a deep voice.

"Say, what's wrong? You didn't see Zhao Dapeng being killed, right?"

"What? Zhao Dapeng was killed? I didn't see it, I saw the ghost fire! Just outside the window, there were two balls! Do you think it was a ghost monster that was causing trouble?" Chu Wuyuan pointed outside, his eyes scattered.

"Ghost Fire?"

"Is there really a ghost fire?"

"Oh my God, can Zhao Dapeng be killed by ghost fire?"

Everyone became nervous.

Chu Mufeng in front and Sun Xiaolong behind, Chu Wuyuan appeared again at this time, and they were all exaggerated. Aren’t everyone afraid? Are they not afraid?

"Mr. Chu, what did you see?" Yue Tong asked in a deep voice.

Swish.

Everyone's eyes turned over again.

Chu Mufeng was the first witness, so if he wanted to find the answer, he would naturally have to find him.

Besides, no one knows that to them, Chu Mufeng is an irrelevant person. He is a bystander and naturally he will not be bribed or attracted to act.

Chu Mufeng, who was staring at this, said slowly: "I saw the ghost fire just now, and I also saw Zhao Dapeng strangled to death by a person wearing a hospital uniform. He should be in the room now. Let's open the room quickly and see if Zhao Dapeng is acting."

"Are you strangled to death? Or a patient? Are you sure you read it right?"

It was Sun Daan's turn to be surprised. He questioned in disbelief. No matter how you hear this, it feels ridiculous.

"Yes, I was strangled to death!"

Recalling the scene just now, Chu Mufeng raised his hands and began to pinch his neck, made a rope shape and said.

"He was strangled to death by a rope. If you don't believe it, you can ask Sun Xiaolong, he saw it, right? Did you see it?"

"Yes, I saw that Zhao Dapeng is dead! Open the door quickly, let's rescue him quickly!" Sun Xiaolong shouted in dismay, and his fingers pointed at the room kept trembling.

"No, I can't open it, the door is locked!" Gu Zijun twisted the door and shouted loudly.

"I'll do it!"

As the manager here, Zheng Yujiao, who saw this, knew that she had to stand up.

To be honest, until now she felt that the whole thing was a farce, which was directed and acted by Zhao Dapeng and wanted to scare people.

All the ghost fires and strangulations are just caused by Zhao Dapeng deliberately.
To be continued...
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