Suppress monsters and save the world

Chapter 55 The Ghost Domain in the Room
Night came,

In a residential area of ​​Kyoto,

This is an ordinary high-rise apartment building in neon and you can see it everywhere.

A few young men in suits were laughing and walking into the apartment, holding cans of beer, crossing their shoulders, and walking to the room on the fifth floor. It can be seen at a glance that they are social animals who have just graduated from college and entered the society.

"Shanshita, hurry up." The three people walking in front tilted their heads and said to the eye-eyed man who was walking last.

"Futian, you threw all your things to me, but you still had the nerve to rush me. Aren't we here to be guests at your house?" Yamashita said panting while carrying a lot of things.

"That's right, Futian, you are so shameless." Another person interjected, he may be the most handsome person here in terms of appearance.

"It would be more convincing if you could hold something in your hand, Qiuyue." Shanxia said expressionlessly.

"Hahahaha" Qiuyue hid her embarrassment with a haha.

"Okay, didn't you lose the bet at the bottom of the mountain?" The last person said easily, blowing on his chewing gum.

Yamashita looked at Sorata, who was the most irrelevant in front of him, and gritted his teeth: "Who do you think planned to make me lose! Mr. Sorata."

Sorata still pretended nothing happened and said, "Ah, who is it, who knows."

"That's right, Sorata, you actually do such a thing, it's really outrageous for both humans and gods." Qiuyue said suddenly.

Fukuda also immediately turned his finger on Sorata, and said in a pretentious tone: "It's too much, I didn't even know there was such a thing, Sorata, you are ready to apologize by harakiri."

"You bastards, eat my long knife." Sorata slashed at Qiuyue with a knife in one hand, and then suddenly turned down the mountain.

Shanshita was caught off guard and startled, and everyone started laughing.

Then, finally, Yamashita couldn't take it anymore and shouted: "Sorata, I will fight with you!"

I saw Sorata put on a coquettish pose, and said in a pretended deep tone: "Hmph, desperately, this is describing a battle between people of equal strength, you are not qualified."

Then, Sorata held his right hand and said in pain: "My king's power, my king's power, is about to awaken!"

Futian and Qiuyue couldn't help but cover their faces, saying that they didn't know this person, while Yamashita simply admitted defeat.

"Ha, I am indeed the strongest." Sorata couldn't control his complacent expression.It perfectly interprets what it means that as long as I don't feel embarrassed, it's other people who are embarrassed.

"Cough, cough." A heavy voice came from beside the four of them.

A few people looked back and saw that a middle-aged man opened the door and looked at them dissatisfied. It was obvious that they were too loud and disturbed others.

The four people quickly bowed and apologized: "I'm very sorry to bother you. I'm very sorry."

Then I walked up to the sixth floor in a desperate manner, and came to the door marked 601 Futian. Several people did not rush in. Four people leaned against the parapet wall of the corridor, looking at the street view outside, blowing the evening breeze , suddenly drank the beer in silence.

"Thank you." After a long silence, Yamashita spoke first.

"Thank you, aren't we brothers?" Sorata continued.

"I've heard that social animals are very aggrieved, and they will definitely encounter such a thing. However, I am in a bad mood, and my brothers are here to help you." Qiuyue also said silently.

"You're too insensitive. Stop talking, come in and have fun!" Futian shook the key, and a group of four people crowded into Futian's small room.

"I'm back." Sorata shouted as soon as he entered the door.

"What's your name, and there is no one, do you want a beautiful girl to say welcome home to you so much? It's over, Yamashita, Qiuyue's paranoia is a bit serious." Futian couldn't help complaining.

"Tch, aren't you different, single dog." Sora looked at Futian cheaply, and said the cruel truth.

"Ah, why did you say such a thing." Futian knelt down after being hit.

However, when a few people were fighting, a gust of wind blew through the curtains, but the windows were obviously closed, and no one noticed that something abnormal was spreading.

The four began to sit around the small table, continued to drink beer and eat food, chatted and complained about the boss, as time went by, finally, Futian felt something was wrong.

Futian subconsciously glanced at his bed, and then looked at his room again. There was nothing wrong, but there was just such a sense of disobedience, which always stuck in his heart, which made Futian unable to feel at ease.

Others naturally saw that something was wrong with Futian, but Futian didn't notice anything. He could only feel that he was a little sensitive or drank too much. After saying that he was fine, he picked up another can of beer and toasted his brothers.

Suddenly, Futian felt a stabbing pain in his head, and unconsciously supported his forehead with his hands. After a few seconds, the pain subsided, Futian shook his head, and raised his head again.

But he found that Shanshita and Qiuyue in front of him had disappeared, and before Futian realized what had happened, Sora's cheap voice rang in his ears.

"Futian, what's the matter with you, maybe you have to awaken your power too, as a senior, I need to take good care of you!"

"Sorata, you." Fukuda felt a little relieved when he heard Sorata's voice, and quickly turned to look at Sorata, wanting to know if Yamashita and Qiuyue were trying to pull another prank.

But the moment Fukuda turned his head, he saw that in front of the curtain blown by the wind, Sorata was holding a knife from nowhere in his hand, which was covered with red blood.

Futian looked at the blood dripping on the ground, a little silly, at this moment, Sorata suddenly yelled ferociously, and without hesitation raised his knife to cut at Futian.

Futian's mind went blank. He just faced the threat to his life and subconsciously wanted to keep retreating. But as soon as he took a step back, Futian tripped over the small table, lay down on the small table, and pushed the beer down.

Seeing Sorata's terrifying eyes and the bloody knife getting closer, Fukuda closed his eyes tightly in fear, waiting for death to come, but he didn't feel it for ten seconds, twenty seconds.

Fukuda opened his eyes cautiously, and found that there were fluttering curtains in front of him. How could there be the terrifying Sorata before, Fukuda swallowed subconsciously, trying to wipe off the cold sweat just left with his hands.

Just as Futian wanted to raise his hand, he found that he was holding a knife in his hand. The knife was as smooth as new without a trace of blood, but why was he here.

"Futian~~~" Sorata's dark voice suddenly sounded behind Futian.

Futian shivered, and subconsciously raised the knife and swept backward with all his strength. It was the feeling of the knife hitting the top, and Futian had indeed cut something.

So Futian immediately jumped up and leaned towards the window. At the same time, he turned around and raised the knife with trembling hands. The sight in front of him scared Futian silly.

(End of this chapter)