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Pu Chengxun muttered, he made up his mind to go to the stairs first, and he wanted to see what tricks they were up to.

"Let me tell you, you have been spotted by me, so don't hide it."

Pu Chengxun folded his hands and stood at the stairs, looking down at the stairs.

There was still no answer to his voice, only the sound of footsteps getting closer.

A white figure appeared at the stairway, and a man in a hospital suit with hair draped forward appeared at the corner of the stairway.

He was still walking up the stairs step by step.

"Don't pretend to be Li Shengxu, so you've been there for so long, and you just pretended to be like this?"

"Do not make jokes!"

Seeing that "Li Shengxu" still hadn't lifted his hair, he couldn't help it anymore, stepped down the stairs, and stood in front of "Li Shengxu".

"Li Shengxu" also stopped.

"Oh, if you don't do it, then I will do it myself!"

Park Sung-hoon lifted that thick layer of hair, but he didn't see the familiar face.

He saw a huge eye.

This eye occupies more than half of the face, and the pure black pupil is beyond his expectation.

The person in front of me is not Lee Seung Wook

Really ghost.

He really is a ghost!

The "ghost" stretched out a pale hand, tightly grabbed his throat, and lifted him up.

The strong suffocation made Park Sung-hoon feel the threat of death. He hammered the "ghost"'s hand fiercely, but the ghost's hand did not resist, and let go directly. Park Sung-hoon fell to the ground, struggling to escape before he had time to breathe.

Yes, there are stairs on the other side!

From there you can escape!

But he obviously underestimated the strength of the "ghost".

A pair of icy hands gripped his feet, and then an irresistible force came, causing him to collapse to the ground.

He scratched the floor and pulled out a long bloodstain, but he couldn't stop this trend at all.

"No!"

He growled and was finally dragged into the end room.

The sound came suddenly.

A minute later, Chen Lu rushed out from that room, dragging a sack in his hand, and his face showed the ease of completing the task.

This is too easy!This mission!

Simply being scary is simply enjoyable. Chen Lu even thought that if he could apply for a job in the horror house, his performance must be very high.

Chen Lu intends to drag all those people away, and then go out and kill the last three people at once. At that time, there should be sign-ins for leaving.

Chen Lu thought about it and was about to go down the stairs.

Before leaving, he suddenly remembered that Park Sung-hoon was going to open the door of 402.

Did he open it?

Chen Lu was a little curious. Logically speaking, the lock was added by himself, and it should be opened soon.

Chen Lu didn't hesitate anymore, and was about to leave the fourth floor.

Before leaving, he glanced at a corridor from the corner of his eye, but it was this one that made him freeze.

He rubbed his eyes, but to no avail.

how is this possible

He couldn't believe his eyes.

Because he saw two 402 wards.

Testimonials on the shelf (some things I want to say)

This is the third time I have put it on the shelves. I have been using this account all the time. You can see the first two books on the street.

The first book, both order 2, I wrote 33 words.

The second book was ordered for 30, and I wrote 30 words.

Writing a book is really hard.

Then, this time may be the time when the most people read my testimonials, so let’s talk about some of the process of writing this book.

I broke down twice writing this book.

The first time I wrote about factory ghosts, I wrote [-] words, and then the editor read it and thought it was wrong, so I overturned and rewrote [-] words, and then he said,

"In the future, you don't need to send me your manuscript for reading."

Just that day, my mother smiled and said to me: "The manuscript was returned again? I told you that you write those that can't make money and waste your time."

I smiled and responded to my mother, saying that this is not normal?It's all about interest.

When I said this, I suddenly felt nauseous and almost vomited.

I know what they said is not the truth, the editor will still read the manuscript when I send it out, and my mother just thinks it is just a joke.

But I still couldn't control my own emotions. I went to the toilet and watched the tears flow slowly. I didn't go back to the room to continue typing until I could bear it.

This is my first crash.

The second crash was this afternoon, and it was temporarily notified to be put on the shelves.

I received the message while I was eating, and 5 minutes after seeing it, I started to feel nauseous.

I'm really not reconciled. If it goes on the shelves on Friday, it means that my book has really lost the competition with other books.

Thinking about it, I ran to take a shower, and then I stayed for a long time.