[Comprehensive] The Hundred Stories of Qingxingdeng

Chapter 130

A man who wrapped himself in black cloth appeared outside the crowd. He wore a pale mask on his head and a stained apron on his chest. He looked like someone from a horror movie. He should be in a car factory or a slaughterhouse, not in this lively nightclub full of hot young people.

He was so out of place, but no one noticed him among the young people who threw themselves into the carnival.

Maybe someone saw him, but they just regarded him as a weird cosplayer.These days there are always some people who like to be unconventional and make themselves look different.For this reason, many people dare to use knives on their faces and bodies, but what does it matter if they are dressed so uniquely?

So no one cares about who and what this guy who seems to be on the wrong set is here for.

This weird guy didn't step onto the dance floor or go to the bar either. He walked along the crowd and walked all the way to an empty corner. When he appeared again, Debbie, who was hiding in the corner, found that he was already standing on the dance floor. Just above the top of the staggered wood.

The nightclub has a lot of colorful lights hanging from the top, and they are entangled in the dimly lit top cabinet, which makes them look as beautiful as if they are in mid-air.

Debbie's intuition told her that it was the man, the horrific murderer dubbed by the media as the Nightcrawler.

On the way she walked back, obviously not much time passed, but Debbie encountered many traps, if not for the reminder from the mountain rabbit, Debbie would have no way to return to this hall, and would have died in the nightclub corridor long ago those traps.

She could imagine the guests in the box, as long as they walked out of the box or just opened the door, those traps that were set at no time could kill them.

Debbie, who had seen these traps and nearly died at the hands of them, believed so.

Traps are generally set by hunters to catch prey, and the role of hunters is almost forgotten in modern society except in young people's games, but night devils are killing people with these terrible related traps.

These unpredictable traps can't be avoided even if they have sufficient psychological preparation, let alone these people who don't feel the danger at all.

Maybe she's going to die here today.

Debbie's eyes revealed despair, recalling the conflicts between herself and her mother for a while.

The conflicts caused by those little things that made her feel stuck in her throat seemed to be nothing when she was facing the god of death.

What Debbie now regrets is not only the fact that she touched those fans, but also the sadness that she has made her mother sad for a while. She hopes that the last words she left before she died were "I love your mother" instead of the relationship between her mother and her mother. quarrel.

Debbie, who was hiding in the corner, shrank and hid in the corner, took out the phone that was completely blocked and could not make any calls or send text messages, let alone the mobile phone connected to the Internet, opened the notepad inside and began to write about herself last words.

Debbie's tears fell as she wrote.

She also wants to tell the people here what is going to happen, and she also wants to ask the owner of the nightclub for help, but she has already gone to the owner before returning to the lobby. Unfortunately, now the entire nightclub except the lobby and The places other than the box are already covered with traps, and all the people who are not in the hall and box are dead.

Debbie had never actually seen such a horrible scene.

she wants to say...

But she knew it was useless to say it, even she herself couldn't escape, and now even the door to leave the hall was sealed.

Saying it now would only cause panic.

Look at these people who are into having fun, just let them have fun a little longer.

Debbie had already suppressed her crying emotions, but the tears kept falling, and she couldn't even see the words on the phone screen.

"Debbie, what are you doing?" The mountain rabbit who didn't know where to go put his head on Debbie's shoulder in vain.

Debbie stopped moving her hands, and asked after a while, "Little rabbit... aren't you afraid?"

"Huh? What is Bunny afraid of?" Shantu didn't quite understand.

Sure enough, he is still a child who doesn't understand anything. Even if he sees those terrible traps, he doesn't know how to be afraid. Maybe the little rabbit doesn't even know that everyone is going to die. The dead would hold the mountain rabbit tightly in their arms and cover her eyes so that she could not see anything.

Debbie thought, apart from her mother's affairs, what she felt most guilty about was taking the bunny out to play.

Xiaotu was so young, he shouldn't have appeared in this kind of place in the first place, if Xiaotu hadn't come, he wouldn't have encountered what happened now.

Such a small child is going to die here with her.

"Xiaotu, I..." Debbie said and turned around. After seeing the little rabbit behind her and the thing dragged by the little rabbit, she froze there. I forgot everything I said.

She blinked her eyes, then shook her head again, wondering if her eyes were wrong. After all, the main light in the hall is dark due to the lights on the dance floor, and it is colorful from time to time. It is normal to be dazzled, but...

but why!The huge, heavy iron plate that the little rabbit held in his hand!Still there! ! !

Debbie slowly raised her finger to point at the iron plate that Shantu dragged behind her, her voice fluttering, "Little rabbit... what's going on with you...?"

It was only after Shantu was reminded that he realized that he was still dragging such a huge iron lump. As soon as he let go of his hand, the iron plate fell to the ground with a heavy sound, but the sound was still covered by the intense music.

Shantu clapped his hands, looked extremely tired, and wiped his forehead, "Hey! Tutu is working so hard!"

Debbie: "..."

Debbie stared at the familiar iron plate for a while, then turned her head and looked towards the side door of the hall.

Although the light here is dim, the "door" there is indeed missing.

Yes, she really read it right, the "door" there was missing.

The iron door that suddenly appeared and sealed the side door of the hall no, see, no more!

Debbie grabbed Shantu's two arms and stared at Shantu closely. She was a little confused about what the situation was asking, "Little rabbit, tell me quickly, this iron plate is the one that sealed the door just now. the piece of it?"

Shantu raised his chin with a proud face, "Is Tutu powerful?"

Debbie: "...you dropped it?"

Shantu's little chin was raised even higher: "Hmm!"

Debbie looked at the little one she was holding, still in disbelief.

She thought, maybe this is a trick of the night devil, leaving a door there on purpose, and then waiting for them to run in that direction, watching them struggle to survive?

galla...

There was a slight and weird sound above the head, and the mountain rabbit secretly glanced at the weird man standing above, and whispered to Debbie, "I have a way to get everyone to leave."

Debbie looked at Shantu with somewhat suspicious eyes, but at this moment, she was unwilling to hit Shantu, so she put on an ugly smile and asked, "What can I do? Tell my sister quickly."

Debbie was not very familiar with Shantu at first, and she never called herself an older sister, and Shantu never called her. Now she has softened a lot, and she looks much softer.

Mountain Rabbit smiled at Debbie.

Very confident smile, with a little complacency and naughtiness.

Using the experience she had gained from living and adventuring with Lord Qi Xuan, all the big monsters, and her brothers and sisters, she turned her head and climbed over to the high chair by the bar.

She wanted to stand on it, it would look more imposing, but the mountain rabbit was too small, and she couldn't climb up after tiptoeing for a long time.

Mountain Rabbit: "..."

Mountain Rabbit turned to Debbie for help...

In such a dark and lively environment, under such a critical situation, Debbie found that she actually saw what the mountain rabbit wanted to do, and the intention of doing so.

Feeling that she was over-stimulated, Debbie directly hugged Shantu to the bar, and before the bartender behind the bar came forward to ask, she saw Shantu took out a paper fan from her arms and pointed it at the sky for a while.

"It's on fire—!!!"

"Fire—"

"La--"

Don't look at the small size of the rabbit, but the voice is not small.

As if to verify Shantu's words, there were actually fires coming out of the corridors everywhere.

The DJ on the stage took off the headphones and stopped the music. Everyone on the dance floor looked around in a daze. Even the bartender looked shocked. He was surprised that the sprinkler system hadn't started yet because it was on fire?

Just thinking about it, the sprinkler head on the top of the nightclub that was supposed to be on fire sprayed water out.

There was a bang, and the people who were still playing just now exploded. All kinds of terrified voices were mixed together. Where did anyone want to dance, they all turned around and ran outside.

The question now is not whether the side door of the hall was intentionally left by the Night Demon, but whether these people will cause stampede consequences due to excessive fear.

Everyone was surprised and wondering why it caught fire, and Debbie was also surprised. She even began to suspect that the mountain rabbit ran to set the fire when it disappeared. The most surprised person must be the night monster standing on the top of the dance floor.

The two pairs of eyes that can be seen through the pale mask are wide open, and bloodshot eyes can be clearly seen.

As a "hunter", the most annoying thing to happen is probably the unexpected situation. It is something out of his plan. Even if he didn't get here, it would catch fire, and his script has not yet started.

Seeing that everyone in the hall was running towards the side door, Night Demon lowered his eyes, and the sound of iron chains sounded again. This time everything became clear without the cover of music.

And those people who had been crowding towards the side door suddenly let out horrified screams, and quickly scattered around the door.

An iron fence fell down. The iron fence was made up of thick steel bars with a sharp bottom, and the people who were squeezing through the side door were pushed down from the head.

The author has something to say: Bunny is so cute, it’s rare to set fire to save people and fail QAQ

Aunt touched the rabbit's head and chatted to express comfort