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Chapter 20 The Uninvited Guest

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A crisp sound came from downstairs.

Zhou Cheng, who had already bent his legs and was about to kneel down to check the bottom of the bed, looked like a female leopard in an instant, with sharp eyes, and suddenly turned his head to look at the door.

This building is now listed as a fourth-level restricted area. Not to mention ordinary people, even people from the police station guarding outside will not enter at will without being notified.

When Zhou Cheng came this time, he was clearly informed that there would be no backup and there would be no other helpers.

Now that there is such a noise downstairs, there is no doubt that a "rat" has come in.

Shen Xiu didn't know this, so she gave Zhou Cheng a puzzled look, and was about to ask, but Zhou Cheng gave him a "shut up" look.

Shen Xiu swallowed back her words angrily, becoming even more confused.

Looking at Zhou Cheng's appearance, the person downstairs is definitely not their "colleague".

Could it be someone from the Police Department?

This thought flashed through Shen Xiu's mind, but she immediately denied it.

The police station had sent someone in before, so it stands to reason that they knew what was going on in the house.

Normally, they would definitely not send someone in to die before they figured out how the two died.

But if it's neither from the Bureau of Foreign Affairs nor the Bureau of Security, then who would it be?
All kinds of answers flashed through Shen Xiu's mind one by one.

Soon, he found the answer from Zhou Cheng.

Zhou Cheng gently put down the box, took out a bone dagger and held it in his hand, and slowly approached the door.

He looked extremely cautious, for fear that his steps would be heavy, and let the people downstairs know that there was someone here.

For Zhou Cheng to put on such a posture, it was obvious that the other party did not deal with her, or with the Bureau of Strange Affairs.

Then the answer is just around the corner.

"Old Sect!"

Shen Xiu's eyes suddenly bulged, quite surprised.

Could it be that the people of the Old Day Sect are fools? Don't they know that this is a restricted area and rush here to die?

He looked outside the door with a strange expression on his face, walked slowly behind Zhou Cheng, and said in a voice that only Zhou Cheng could hear:

"People from the old sect?"

Zhou Cheng didn't say anything, but nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Shen Xiu rolled her eyes, then fell silent and waited silently.

Perhaps it was because he was afraid that the noise he made might attract the guards outside the house.

For a few minutes after the sound, there was no sound downstairs.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that no one came in that a hoarse voice sounded from below:

"Keep your eyes open, if something goes wrong again, I will immediately sacrifice you."

It can be heard that this person is very angry.

Before the voice fell, another voice appeared:
"I'm sorry, I won't."

This person stammered, and he didn't know whether he was afraid of the person before him or the "sacrifice" that he spoke of.

The person who threatened to sacrifice earlier snorted heavily, and said nothing more.

Downstairs fell silent again.

At this time, Zhou Cheng suddenly backed away slowly, closed the door gently, and hid behind the door holding a dagger.

As soon as she retreated, Shen Xiu who was behind her could only retreat too.

When Shen Xiu retreated to the side of the bed and stood still, she saw Zhou Cheng's action, how could she not know what she wanted to do.

However, although there were two voices downstairs, who knew whether the other party was only those two people.

If other people didn't speak, and Zhou Cheng ran out to sneak attack in such a stupid way, wouldn't he suffer as well?

Thinking of this, Shen Xiu took a few steps forward, reached out and pressed Zhou Cheng's arm holding the dagger, and whispered:
"Do not impulse"

Unfortunately, not only did Zhou Cheng not accept his opinion, but he coldly gouged him out and motioned to take his claws away.

Shen Xiu withdrew her hand embarrassingly, but continued to say:
"Although there are only two voices downstairs, we can't be sure how many people came from the other party. If we guess wrong, the loss outweighs the gain."

Zhou Cheng turned his head and glared at Shen Xiu, then said in a low voice:

"You don't need to worry about these, just wait for your brain to be flexible."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at the door of the room vigilantly, ready to strike at any time.

Soon, there was a creaking sound of wooden boards squeezing against each other.

There was a wooden board on the stairs that seemed to be loose and aging, and Shen Xiu had stepped on it when she came up.

Now that this sound is heard, there is no doubt that the people downstairs are going upstairs.

Zhou Cheng couldn't help tightening his dagger, slowing down his breathing, and put his ear on the door, ready to attack at any time.

Seeing her like this, Shen Xiu who was standing behind was infected by the tense atmosphere, and her whole body tensed up.

He didn't have a dagger, so he had to pick up the lamp on the desk and hold it in his hand, holding his breath.

At this time, four strangers in different clothes slowly appeared on the second floor.

The leader was a man in his thirties with a cropped cut. He had a sullen face and a pair of inverted triangular eyes kept patrolling the surroundings.

While walking, there was a faint silver light under the coat, which seemed to be a steel knife.

A man and a woman following behind were expressionless. The man had a scar on his face, and the woman had her head shaved.

Both were wearing black tights and fingerless gloves, looking extremely untouchable.

As for the last one, it was a young man wearing glasses.

He crossed his arms in front of his chest, holding a thick book in his arms, and adjusted his glasses from time to time, looking very nervous and out of tune with the other three.

The inch-cut man went up to the second floor, but he didn't rush forward.

He glanced at the doors of the four rooms, squinted his glasses, raised his chin slightly, raised his nose, and sniffed the air.

A man and a woman following behind were accustomed to this, and they were not in a hurry to move forward, but just stood there silently.

After a while, the short-haired man seemed to have discovered something, and a savage look flashed in his triangular eyes.

Turning around, he exchanged glances with the man and woman behind him, crossed the first door, and slowly approached the second door.

That door is Jiajia's room!

The man with glasses walking at the end seemed to be a little afraid of what was about to happen, so he didn't follow. He just stood there holding the thick book, watching the three companions silently.

In the room, Shen Xiu didn't hear any movement outside the door for a long time, so she turned her attention to Zhou Cheng.

But Zhou Cheng was concentrating on paying attention to the movement outside the door at this time, how could he notice his eyes.

And it is very likely that even if he saw it, he would not answer him.

There is no way, Zhou Cheng is unreliable, Shen Xiu can only rely on herself.

Because of being overly nervous, the palm of the hand holding the desk lamp was already covered with sweat, so he took it with the other hand, wiped off the sweat, stepped forward carefully, imitated Zhou Cheng's movements, and put his ear on the door.

The door was silent, and there was still no movement.

But it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that after Shen Xiu made this gesture, she realized that her posture was quite ambiguous with Zhou Cheng.

The distance between the faces of the two men and women is less than a fist.

Shen Xiu could even feel the fragrant heat from Zhou Cheng's breath.

The four eyes met, and in the next second, Zhou Cheng's frozen face that hadn't changed for thousands of years turned red for the first time.

But then it turned livid.

Looking at those beautiful eyes full of raging anger, Shen Xiu grinned awkwardly, and quickly took a step back, wanting to explain.

Unexpectedly, without saying anything, Zhou Cheng, who was burning with anger, suddenly changed his face.

Put your feet on the ground and step back quickly.

Almost at the same time as her face left the door, a steel knife pierced through the door, and the point of the knife appeared at the place where Zhou Cheng's face had been touching before.

(End of this chapter)