Chapter 349 Zila
Apartment No. 2.
The young man with the pseudonym Jiao Tailang stood in the living room with his back against the wall, holding a sharp knife with a cold light in his hand.
A pair of eyes looked around vigilantly.
All the lights in the living room were turned on, and he was holding a flashlight in his left hand. Although the power was not enough, it could still be used after a few taps.
"Zila——"
"Zila——"
When he heard the sound, his whole body shivered.
Coming.
That voice is coming again!
This incident started half an hour ago, when Jiao Tailang just came to his room, which was Room 404 of Apartment No. 2.
Unlike most people, he is very satisfied with this room number.
He studied abroad before and had just returned to China. He usually likes to read supernatural novels, so he clearly knows how powerful the three numbers 404 are in restraining monsters and monsters.
At that time, he still had the illusion that his hand was stable.
After checking the room, he closed the bedroom and bathroom doors, and prepared to deal with it in the living room until dawn.
But just when he was about to lie down on the sofa, rest and catch his breath, there was a slow knock on the door.
Not for a moment.
It was a while.
Slowly, very slowly, but every blow seemed to penetrate into his heart, and it felt like a dull knife cutting flesh.
He sat up immediately.
When he arrived, he observed in the corridor that the place was relatively shabby, and many rooms had rental notices posted on their doors.
And these rental notices are also very old, they seem to be a long time ago.
I haven’t seen any neighbors nearby, except Wan Yuaning, who is on the same floor as him and is in room 409.
That was a girl who was not good at words and relatively dull. After nodding to him, she opened the door and entered her room.
He didn't think it would be her who knocked on the door.
He tiptoed behind the door, looked out quickly through the peephole on the door, and the moment he put his eyes to the peephole, the knocking on the door suddenly stopped.
There was nothing outside, only the notice for rent on the door opposite, flapping back and forth on the door panel in the night wind, like a dying white butterfly.
No one.
Jiao Tailang swallowed and immediately distanced himself from the door. He would not be stupid enough to open the door to see what was outside.
After all, the range of the cat's eye is limited. People hiding on both sides or behind the door are all blind spots.
Or maybe the guest is standing outside the door.
It’s just that I can’t see it with my own naked eyes.
Thinking too much is useless, it will only make him think wildly, so he continued to retreat.
While walking back and passing the kitchen, I pulled out a sharp knife. This may not be useful for those things, but at least it can comfort myself.
Just after he adjusted his breathing again, the strange knocking on the door came again.
Jiao Tailang's eyes narrowed into slits.
He did not look closer, but mechanically turned his neck and looked behind him. Behind him was the bedroom.
The bedroom door was closed, and the knocking came from inside!
Someone was standing behind the bedroom door, knocking on the door.
No, it’s not knocking on the door, but scraping with something sharp. The sound is extremely sharp, as if it can pierce the eardrum.
"Zila——"
"Zila——"
The rhythm is the same as before, slow, with an uncomfortable ending sound, very weird.
It was as if there was a person holding a rusty knife behind the bedroom door just a door away from him, scraping the door with the tip of the knife.
The picture that appeared in his mind made his face change greatly.
The bedroom door is different from the house door. It looks very fragile. More importantly, it has no lock, which means that things in the bedroom can come out at any time.
Just when he realized this, the scratching sound in the bedroom suddenly disappeared, and then, Jiao Tailang clearly saw that the door handle turned.
"Click."
The body reacted before the brain. He immediately rushed to the bedroom door, grabbed the door handle, and pulled it toward him.
At the same time, use the key inserted in the keyhole of the bedroom door to lock the door.
After doing all this, the air seemed to be frozen, and he didn't even dare to blink.
Until the sounds in the bedroom finally disappeared.
Puffing heavily, he staggered back and finally sat down on the sofa.
With trembling hands, he grabbed the mineral water he had taken out of the refrigerator and twisted it several times before unscrewing the cap.
Just when he was about to take a drink of water and calm down his shock, the weird friction sound sounded again.
Jiao Tailang was stunned for a moment.
The sound was under the sofa.
Slowly leaning forward, he looked down at his feet with trembling eyes. A cyan hand stretched out from under the sofa, and his sharp nails scratched the floor, leaving 5 scratches. .
The next second, he grabbed his feet.
“Ahhh.ah!”
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After listening to someone's narration, everyone gathered in the lobby of Building 1 fell into silence. They sat around an abandoned wooden table.
One leg of the wooden table is lame, and there are a few stones underneath it.
Besides dust, there was not much debris on the table. There was only a lone hand thrown on it.
"So." The fat man stared at the hand, swallowed his saliva later, and looked at Jiao Tailang who looked very excited.
"At that time, this hand suddenly stretched out from under the sofa, and then grabbed my feet. I was so frightened that I had no time to react, so I was cruel." Jiao Tailang said emotionally.
“You are so cruel that your hand fell off?” Chu Jiu, who looked like a student, was so frightened that his voice changed.
"That's not true. I just stabbed it out of desperation." Jiao Tailang explained.
“Where is the knife?” Liu Guo looked more mature than the others and considered the problem more comprehensively.
“Oh, here it is.” Jiao Tailang reached out from his waist and dug out, “Fat brother,” he stretched his neck to his side and looked at the fat man and said, “Please step back a little. ”
The fat man took a few steps back.
Then, under everyone’s shocked gazes, Jiao Tailang took out a large knife of nearly 30 centimeters from his pants, with a very sharp front end.
I was probably worried about hurting myself, so I wrapped both sides with paper shells and then wrapped them with thick tape, leaving only the handles exposed.
Jiang Cheng glanced at Dao first, then at Jiao Tailang, and said, "Brother, you can fit it in your pants."
"It's not bad." Jiao Tailang replied the wolf.
After passing the knife around, everyone's attention returned to the severed hand. This was not a human hand, at least not a living person's.
It has that cheap rubber texture.
The nails are very long, and the front end is as sharp as a knife. The nails are covered with various patterns, as well as small decorations such as stars and moons glued on.
"This looks like a manicure, right?" Wei Jinting stepped forward and touched it, grinned, and raised his head and said, "Hey, don't tell me, it looks pretty."
But after discovering Jiao Tailang, who was holding a knife, saw that his eyes were not very friendly, and then he obediently retracted his claws.
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