Perhaps Interpol Harold thought it was not enough, so he quickly went to the tool bag and took out a silver-coated knife.
Harold took the lead, holding a knife in one hand; followed closely by Rudolph, who held a ghost gun.
The others were behind, circling nervously.
Harold gestured with his free left hand: "Four, three, two..."
When only one of his fingers was curled up, he stretched out his hand and pulled open the quilt, holding the knife high in his right hand as a precaution.
Basong hunched his body and huddled in the corner, his head slightly lowered, motionless.
Is he dead?
Rudolf carefully held the gun with one hand, and slowly reached over with the other hand, pressing two fingers on Basong's neck for a while.
Everyone didn't even dare to take a breath, wouldn't a big living person die inexplicably in front of us?
"Hoo, ho..."
Basong snored slightly at this time.
Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Maybe Basong couldn't sleep, and then he was so scared that he almost fell asleep and hasn't woken up yet.
Rudolf retracted the hand on Bassong's neck, put the gun back on his waist, and looked slightly unhappy: "Fortunately he is not dead, otherwise I wouldn't know how to dispose of the body.
The body will be dead after eight days."
It will definitely stink.”
You can't go out after entering the house.
Mike sneered: "Then treat it like a mattress, or move a bathtub or something down there, and pour it together with everything underneath.
With so many bottles, formalin is enough." ” Harold also frowned slightly: "Fighters, take your companions with you.
A useless person is often eliminated first.
I'm afraid that it will affect you and everyone else."
Boxer Hogan felt a little embarrassed.
After all, Bassong was on the same team as him.
So I helped him and said something nice: "His feet are very powerful.
On the first two floors, I punch and he attacks the plate.
No one is our opponent."
Harold snorted coldly: "I have also seen that any firewall in the computer room can be overcome, but when a terrorist put a gun to his head, he didn't even need a second to tell the password of the Department of Defense system. " Mike walked over, grabbed Basong's shirt, and slapped him hard twice.
"Ah, what... ghost."
Basong woke up first, then screamed and jumped two feet high, hugging Hogan who was standing next to him, hugging the big tree tightly like a koala. .
Mike sneered: "See, if there is danger now, do you still expect his feet to be used?"
Now Hogan felt even more embarrassed.
He pulled off his chin and slapped him.
Then he grabbed his clothes with both hands and shook him twice: "Are you awake?
Are you ready to go?"
Die" "I, I understand..."
Basong finally came to his senses, covering his red and swollen cheeks with both hands and nodding repeatedly.
"Okay" Hogan gasped in anger and slowly let go of Basong.
Cheng Qianxun sighed slightly: "It really can't be like this anymore.
Are you afraid of the use?
If it is useful, I am also willing to be afraid until the end of the eight days.
Now the only way to stay calm is to have a chance to live longer."
Sneijder shook his head: "If this guy went to the zombie level, he wouldn't reach this level."
"Huh, that saves trouble."
Mike didn't sound nice.
Cheng Qianxun looked around at everyone: "Have you eaten dinner or not?
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Have dinner first."
This suggestion was unanimously agreed by everyone.
Just as I was about to get the bag containing food and water, there was a slight sound: "Dang"
"What's the sound?"
Basong suddenly became nervous again.
"It's the clock downstairs."
He turned around while rolling his eyes, and said angrily to Basong: "Are you even afraid of the sound of ringing the bell?
Then go downstairs and smash the clock.
That's it."
There is no sound."
The "dang-dang" bell continued downstairs, ringing eight times before it ended.
Regel walked to the wall, where the four bags were placed together.
He bent down and unzipped a black backpack: "The compressed biscuits were okay for the first meal, but now I'm a little tired of eating them.
After three days, I felt full after seeing the compressed biscuits.
I really want to drink Cheng Shao's potato and chicken soup." " "I want to drink it too, but there are no chickens or potatoes here."
Sneijder said with a smile: "There are just a bunch of candles in the kitchen and dining room."
"Don't mention whether the restaurant is good or not."
Bassong was so scared that he was almost nervous.
He actually sat cross-legged on the ground with his hands clasped, looking at his nose, nose, mouth, and heart.
His lips kept moving, and he didn't know what he was muttering.
"There will be a chance.
If there are chickens and potatoes, maybe I can invite the ghosts here to drink some."
Cheng Qianxun deliberately said with humor: "It's not easy for them.
They try hard to scare us.
I don't know what's next.
What is one that will show up?”
"I guess..."
Mike also wanted to join in the banter to increase the team bond, but before he could finish speaking, the words stopped.
It seemed that the voltage was unstable again, and the lights in the room dimmed and flickered.
After three times, it simply disappeared.
In the darkness, the moonlight outside was quite bright.
Regel couldn't help but sigh: "I hope the fuse isn't in the basement."
"Then keep it dark."
Rudolph said calmly: "You will get used to it over time, and you can see things in a dark room."
A gust of wind blew from the window, and then everyone stared and saw something coming in from the window.
Through the open window, illuminated by the bright moonlight, one could clearly see a white shadow drifting in along the window sill.
When it was pressed against the wall, the shadow gradually became clearer. . .
That's a female ghost. . .
She had long gray hair and wore a long white nightgown that covered her feet.
It was impossible to see what her face looked like, because after she transformed into a clear human form, she clung to the wall like a gecko, stretched out her pale hands with bright red nail polish, which should be the hands of a young woman, kneeling on the On the wall, I slowly climbed in step by step. . .
And her long gray-white hair was getting longer and longer, extending from outside the window sill, and the end could not be seen.
There were no lights in the room, but all this horror could be clearly seen. . .
Everyone was stunned again, this time only for a moment.
Then Rudolph took out his salt gun as quickly as possible and shot at the female ghost crawling on the wall.
"Boom, boom, boom" After three shots, the bullets exploded on the wall, but the female ghost seemed to be an image projected on the wall, letting the salt particles hit the wall and splashed through her body like thick fog. , coarse grains fell to the ground, she was still crawling slowly.
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When Basong heard the gunfire, he opened his eyes blankly.
He turned around, his eyes widening in horror.
The female ghost continued to crawl, her long gray-white hair dragging all the way to the windowsill, like a growing vine that kept extending.
Harold immediately threw the silver knife in his hand, but the female ghost seemed to know that the knife was coming, so she only raised her hand slightly and slapped the knife to the ground.
"Dang" the knife fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
He could only escape, but Basong was still there.
He was the closest to the female ghost, only one step away.
If the female ghost pounced directly, she could easily pounce on Basong.
"Go quickly, go quickly" everyone was hinting at, and even shouted out directly.
But Basong still twisted his body and looked at the female ghost crawling on the wall.
He must have been frightened again.
"Damn bastard" Hogan yelled angrily, but he still went up to pull Basong over, but when he took a step forward, there was a "boom" and his head hit something.
"Yeah" Hogan covered his nose with tears and runny nose coming out.
Cheng Qianxun looked around, grabbed a pillow and threw it over.
Sure enough, as soon as the pillow flew to the place where Hogan hit it, it immediately slid down quickly.
It's like there is a transparent glass in front of you, you can't get through at all.
The female ghost began to climb up, and climbed to the ceiling several times. . .
As the female ghost continued to crawl, Basong's head also turned.
When his face turned to a position where everyone could see it, his face was full of horror.
"Come out quickly!"
Sneijder stepped forward, smashed the transparent barrier with his fist, and shouted loudly.
But Basong didn't seem to hear anything, and didn't look at Sneijder or the others.
He stared at the female ghost that slowly began to hang from the ceiling with fearful eyes.
The female ghost moved downwards little by little.
Her long hair was still clinging to the trajectory of her movement, and some of it finally hung down in confusion due to gravity.
Her head and long hair blocked Basong's horrified face, facing him face to face. . .
"Let's go" Unable to wait here any longer, Regeer shouted, took Cheng Qianxun's hand and ran out.
The others can only abandon Basong and run for their lives.
If they wait any longer, when the female ghost takes care of Basong, she may have to deal with them.
When they fled downstairs in one breath, in the original room, Basong's miserable cry was finally heard: "Ah, ah..."
Reger hugged Cheng Qianxun tightly, and everyone looked up, panting heavily because of nervousness.
But the screams hurt everyone's eardrums one after another; each scream also pinched everyone's heart, making people scared out of their wits.
Finally, the screams became weaker and weaker, until finally they were as thin as a gossamer, and everyone understood that the Bassong was over.
I don't know what he will look like now.
It's just luck that he is in one piece.
I'm afraid he will need to be swept away with a broom.
After the screaming finally stopped, and after a long period of calm, everyone just let out a breath.
"Hey hey hey..."
A woman's sinister laughter came from above, which scared Cheng Qianxun and threw herself into Reger's arms again.
"Dang" sounded, making everyone jump with fear again.
It was ringing the bell.
It was already half past eight, and the bell struck once.
There was a "thump" sound, as if someone turned off the main power switch, and the lights suddenly turned on again, illuminating the whole house.
What to do?
Everyone stood in the hall full of dust and cobwebs, looking at each other
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