"Feng...Fengzi, is that you?"

Red Hair called out Zamao's name in a trembling voice.

In the pitch-black darkness, he heard Zamao's voice coming from not far away: "What did you say?"

When Hongmao heard Zamao's voice, his heart was completely broken.

Since the one who grabbed his leg wasn't Zamao, then it could only be...

The red-haired man's crotch suddenly felt cold, and a large pool of smelly liquid dripped down his trouser legs onto the floor.

However, the hand that was holding his leg still did not loosen, and even held it tighter and tighter, as if it wanted to dig its fingers into his flesh.

At this moment, the pain stimulated Red Hair's strong desire to survive. He ignored his fear and raised his other foot and kicked directly towards the darkness ahead.

"Fuck you, if I dare to kill you, I won't be afraid of you. Die... Die completely..."

He used all his strength in every kick, wishing he could break the thing's bones.

At this moment, the hand that was holding his leg finally loosened.

Red-haired man couldn't help feeling proud. It seemed that ghosts were also creatures that bullied the weak and feared the strong.

As long as he is not afraid, even ghosts will be afraid of him.

At this moment, a faint light dispelled the small darkness in the villa.

Zamao was holding a cell phone in his hand. He stared with wide eyes at the yellow-haired man who had died on the ground, and then looked at the red-haired man next to the yellow-haired man's body.

"You... killed Huangmao?"

At this moment, Red Hair realized that it was Yellow Hair's body that he had kicked.

Huang Mao's face was bloody, his nose was broken, his eyeballs were kicked out, and he barely looked like a human...

Red Hair sat down on the ground and said in a mental breakdown: "I, I, I... I didn't mean to do that. I thought it was that man who had resurrected."

"I really didn't mean it..."

"No, I want to leave here, I want to leave here immediately, I think there is something weird here..."

Red-haired man got up from the ground and staggered towards the gate of the villa.

However, to his horror...the door of the villa could not be opened!

Red Hair quickly ran to check the windows, only to find that there were anti-theft bars welded to the outside of all the windows.

The villa at this moment was more like a prison from which there was no escape, and they were all trapped here.

Zamao also noticed something was wrong. He said with a pale face, "Second floor, maybe we can leave here through the window on the second floor. We have to tell Brother Gang and Sister Zhi quickly. We have to leave here immediately."

He held up his cell phone and hurried towards the stairs.

But the next second...

Zamao's already pale face turned completely bloodless in an instant. He held up his cell phone with trembling hands and shone it towards the floor.

On the floor, only Huangmao's body was lying alone.

Where is that... man?

As if he had thought of something, he slowly pointed his phone at the red-haired man, and saw behind the red-haired man... He was so scared that he almost screamed.

Red Hair noticed the change in Zamao's eyes, and he subconsciously turned his head to look behind him...

An extremely terrifying face crashed into Red Hair's eyes. Red Hair's pupils suddenly shrank and fear instantly swept through his limbs.

Before he could scream, the man's hands tightly grasped his throat and slammed his head against the wall.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

One, two, three times... a large blood-red flower bloomed on the white painted wall, until his brains burst out.

The red-haired girl screamed loudly at the beginning, but ended up moaning softly...

The man stopped his actions, but he did not intend to let the red-haired man go.

He loosened his hand, and Red Hair fell to the ground like a pile of mud, making a dull sound.

The man bent down, dragged one of Red Hair's legs, and walked towards the kitchen...

The red-haired boy, his face covered in blood, looked at the dumbfounded mixed-haired boy beside him and made a weak cry for help.

"help me……"

He stretched out his bloody hand, hoping that Zamao could save him.

However, Zamao, who had never seen such a situation before, was so frightened that he didn't know what to do. He stood there, his whole body shaking harder than a sieve, and could only watch the man who had pretended to be dead dragging Red Hair into the kitchen.

A shocking bloodstain was left on the floor, extending from the door of the villa to the kitchen, with blood mixed with white brain matter.

Finally, Zamao couldn't help but vomit.

"I don't care, I want to leave here, I want to leave here immediately..."

Under layers of fear, Zamao was on the verge of mental collapse. Tears and snot were stuck on his face. He forced himself to walk towards the second floor with his weak legs.

In the kitchen, there was the sound of chopping knives.

Every sound made Zamao collapse.

"Don't blame me, I'm scared... I'm really too scared..."

In Zamao's mind, he couldn't help but imagine what happened in the kitchen.

The bloody corpse held a kitchen knife in his hand and chopped at Red Hair's body again and again. Red Hair's body was cut into eight pieces, and bloody internal organs flowed out of his stomach and all over the floor...

Finally, his head was chopped off, and his eyes were wide open... he died with his eyes open!

"Don't blame me, I can't save you..."

Red Hair's eyes begging for help suddenly appeared in Zamao's mind. The space under his head was empty, and the cuts made by the knife were bloody. Blood dripped from his eye sockets. He opened his mouth and kept repeating in an extremely resentful voice: "Why don't you save me, why don't you save me..."

Zamao waved his hands to drive away the hallucinations in his mind: "How can I save you? The other party is a ghost who has revived from the dead. I can't save you at all..."

He kept muttering, "Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. Although I am in the same group with them, I didn't kill you. You can take revenge if you want, but please let me go..."

After stumbling all the way, Zamao finally reached the second floor.

He walked to the bedroom on the second floor and banged on the bedroom door frantically.

"Brother Gang, something bad has happened. Open the door quickly. We need to leave here quickly."

"Brother Gang, open the door quickly!"

"Yellow-haired and Red-haired are both dead. This place is haunted. We need to leave quickly..."

The door was slammed, but there was no sound from inside.

Zamao suddenly felt something was wrong. Could it be that... something happened to Brother Gang too?

He stopped knocking on the door, and the surroundings suddenly fell into dead silence.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt a strong smell of blood in the air.

But this bloody smell might be coming from downstairs...

Zamao shouted in a trembling voice: "Brother Gang, are you and Sister Zhi still in there?"

If something happened to both of them, wouldn't he be the only one alive in this villa?

Just when Zamao was about to collapse completely due to fear, he heard footsteps coming from inside the door.

"Da da da……"

The footsteps were heavy and slow, approaching the door step by step.

Zamao swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Brother Gang, is that you?"

The answer was a creaky sound and the bedroom door opened.

The light from Zamao's cell phone shone on the man walking out of the door...

"Does the red dress on me look good?"


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