When Sneijder took off his tracksuit top, teammates from other teams stared straight-eyed.
Suddenly there was a lightning bolt outside, splitting the dark sky, and the attic was suddenly as bright as day, illuminating Sneijder's perfect upper body with extraordinary beauty.
"This, this..."
Even Harold, who was tall and mighty in figure, couldn't take his eyes off him.
"Appreciate it, you are lucky to see me."
Regel walked over, gently held Mike's open jaw, then turned around and said: "Why don't you take off your sweatpants too, it will be more valuable for viewing. ” "All is good," Rudolf added seriously.
Sneijder held it in for a long time and finally said through gritted teeth: "You must leave room for being a human being."
Rudolph raised his hand to Sneijder, who rolled his eyes: "Thor, pick up the hammer and smash the obstacles in front of you with your perfect and strong arms."
"This is the most perfect masterpiece.
Nothing can compare with it.
Any jewelry will be eclipsed in front of it.
All thanks to the wise and great Satan.
It is his generosity.
Oh, I praise you."
Of course Cheng Qianxun would seize the opportunity to praise you.
After a while, along the way, I realized that Satan actually likes to be flattered.
The wording is also simple, just use the clichés used by medieval priests and put it on Satan.
Of course, Reger couldn't give up this good opportunity.
He waved his hands like he was conducting a symphony: "Let the thunder and lightning come more violently, let the storm become more intense.
Let the light of lightning illuminate him..."
I don’t know if it’s an improvised work or if I saw the poem somewhere.
"You guys" Sneijder reluctantly picked up the hammer and started smashing it on the wall.
Anyway, Satan seemed to be very satisfied with this.
The roar of thunder was accompanied by various sounds of praise and the sound of smashing the wall; lightning kept flashing, making Sneijder's gesture of smashing the wall with a hammer even more spectacular and mysterious.
"Yes, the arms should be rotated and smashed."
Reger also instructed, gesticulating personally: "This will make the biceps and back muscles move more intensely, and you can see the muscles bulging."
"Spread your legs slightly, yes, like beating a big gong with a drumstick.
Only in this way can you have momentum.
No matter how many times you hit it, what is required is beauty, beauty."
Rudolf kept suggesting, with a bit of regret. : "In fact, if you don't wear it and smash it, the effect will be better."
"It doesn't look good if you don't wear it.
Why don't you wrap it with a piece of cloth?
It must look like an ancient Greek statue."
Cheng Qianxun came up with an idea.
"You guys" Sneijder stopped temporarily and turned around in shame to glare at the unscrupulous teammates behind him.
In front of the three stunned new teammates were three smiling old teammates.
And these three old team members had smiles on their faces: "Don't stop" "Continue.
Continue" Then stand behind and do nothing.
He's also gesticulating.
It can make people mad.
Probably Satan was reluctant to let Sneijder's palms grow cocoons, and the back wall was smashed open after a dozen times.
The seemingly solid wall is obviously not that strong.
"Deng Deng Deng" all the lights came on again, and everyone saw that there were no imaginary monsters, monsters, or monsters behind the wall.
The rope is still tied to the pillar, but there is an extra wall in the middle.
"Let's go then."
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Sneijder picked up the sports top on the ground and was about to put it on.
"Wait a minute."
Regel obviously wanted to make a joke: "Don't wear it in a hurry.
You should hang it on your shoulders and say this coolly while turning sideways."
"You" Sneijder rolled his eyes, but saw the other two old teammates smiling and nodding.
He said helplessly: "Okay then" He raised his arms in an exaggerated gesture with his sweatshirt, and when his hand loosened, the clothes fell to the ground.
Then he bent down.
Picking up a corner of the clothes, he threw it onto his thick and flat shoulders, turned sideways and looked cool like a model, and said expressionlessly: "Then let's go."
"Ha" everyone laughed now.
Rudolf smiled and hit Regel on the chest with his fist as a sign of approval.
This idea made everyone unable to hold back.
It is conceivable that Satan must be looking at this somewhere and grinning.
Everyone came down from the original elevator.
At this time, the bell downstairs rang twice, and the thunderstorm outside also stopped.
There is a faint moist smell outside with the breeze blowing in, which is a very comfortable feeling.
They spent two hours in the attic, but luckily they all came down safe and sound.
"Hurry up and sleep."
After returning to the room, Reger began to tidy the floor: "Who wants to be on the first shift?"
It doesn't matter what time you have to sleep, just take the time to sleep.
The two hours just now can be said to be thrilling.
People are in a state of tension and fear, and energy is consumed faster.
Ghosts apparently come out day and night, and there's a big party at night.
"I'm hungry."
As soon as Mike said this, he immediately realized something was wrong.
Rudolph glanced at his arm.
He immediately shut up and went to tidy the floor obediently.
"Me, I can't sleep."
Hogan added to show his usefulness: "As long as the quality of sleep is sufficient, six hours of sleep a day is enough for me."
For ordinary people, eight to ten hours is enough.
Six hours may be enough for one or two days, it may last for a week or a month, but it may not work in the long term.
Lack of sleep will cause memory loss, internal organs not getting a good rest, and all kinds of diseases will appear.
"My critical period only takes four hours."
Rudolf walked to Hogan: "We are on duty back to back.
From now on, we will be on duty with two people."
Back to back, we can monitor all aspects of 360 degrees at all times.
They are all talented people, but Cheng Qianxun, the talented person, just wants to sleep.
After a lot of tossing, he relaxed and felt tired.
Sneed slept next to her and covered her with the quilt, while Regel also lay down on the other side of him.
You need to get more sleep.
Only when you get enough sleep can you keep your brain awake, so you can run for your life when you want to, and think of a solution when you want to.
With her teammates on duty, she felt relieved and fell asleep quickly.
The bell downstairs rang, maybe seven or eight, I don't know.
Anyway, it was quite a lot, and she obviously fell asleep for a long time.
Cheng Qianxun opened his eyes.
There were no lights in the room and it was very dark.
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Only the moonlight outside flickered in and out, casting a silvery light.
It was so quiet that she slowly sat up, but didn't see the other teammates.
There was no one in the room except her.
What's wrong?
It was wrong for them to abandon her.
Her teammates would never leave her alone.
They would carry her with them on their backs.
So where did they go?
Did something happen?
Panic gradually arose, and she shouted: "Where is everyone?"
But no one answered her, only her echo echoed slightly in the room.
She tried calling a few more times: "Sneijder...
Regel, Rudolf... where are you?"
But still no one answered her.
Did something happen to them?
She stood up suddenly and ran towards the door, shouting as she ran: "Hurry up, where are you all..."
When she ran to the door, her waist seemed to be hugged by something, her body rose into the air and was dragged back.
It was as if someone was hugging her tightly and not letting her go out.
The severe panic caused her to struggle, kicking and beating in vain, and kept screaming: "No, Regel, Rudolf, Sneijder, where are you, ah, help... " Then her body was pressed onto the original bed, but there was no one in front of her, only her screaming voice.
Could it be that they were all captured by ghosts and she wouldn’t be able to survive next?
"Ah, God..."
She cried suddenly, her raised hands seemed to be grabbed by someone, and she couldn't move at all: "No, let me go..."
Scared out of her wits, it must be a dream, it must be a dream.
She closed her eyes, then took a deep breath and murmured to herself: "It must be a dream, it must be a dream, it must be a dream...
Open your eyes and everything will be restored."
Normal, definitely” When she opened her eyes, there was still nothing in front of her.
There was no one in the room except her.
It was as if she was the only one left in the whole house "No" she couldn't calm down anymore, crying and trying to get up, but her left and right shoulders seemed to be pressed by invisible hands, preventing her from getting up: "No, let me go.
You ghosts, I'm not afraid of you, yes, I I’m not afraid of you, I have the guts to let my teammates back, everyone is so cowardly, what kind of upright Satan are they, let me go.”
A wave of cool water was poured on her face, causing her to close her eyes and open them again with a shake of her head. . .
Reger and Sneijder were standing on either side of her, hands on her shoulders, while Rudolph was holding an empty bottle of holy water in front of her, and three other teammates stood around.
They all looked at her with concern Seeing his teammates, Cheng Qianxun cried with joy: "You, you are all here..."
Yingying started to cry.
"Holy water is quite common."
Rudolph took a long breath and said, "Welcome back to the underworld."
Sneijder immediately hugged Cheng Qianxun and held her in his arms as she burst into tears: "What's wrong?
You almost scared us all to death."
"You, you..."
Cheng Qianxun felt as if he had died and come back to life.
She was frightened, hugging Sneijder tightly and crying: "You are all gone, only...
Next one."
"We are all here, always here.
I saw you calling our names and running out the door, but you didn't respond no matter how I called you."
Regeer also breathed a sigh of relief and looked around everyone: "Maybe let her be in another dimension.
Or so she can’t see us.”
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"She's the only one left."
Hogan shook his head slightly and straightened his bent waist: "That's really scary."
"It's not scary, but very scary."
Regel corrected: "Especially in places with ghosts.
How would you feel if all your teammates around you disappeared."
Seeing Cheng Qianxun crying so hard, Regel stretched out his hand.
He originally wanted to pull her over, but seeing that Sneijder's current arms should be enough, he sighed slightly and patted her back gently: "Come back.
It’s good.
Don’t be afraid when you are alone.
In fact, we are right next to you, you just can’t see it
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