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"Help!"

Just as Ricky's life was hanging by a thread, the door of the room was knocked open, Billy and Eddie rushed into the room and dragged Ricky out, who had collapsed on the ground.

After closing the door, several people looked at the silent door, still having lingering fears.

Although it was only a glimpse, the two of Billy were still deeply impressed by the ferocious clown who had passed away.

After Ricky was helped by Eddie, his always clever mouth was rarely floating, and he took a deep breath and patted his chest, "I can't do it! I'm scared! It's true! Devil! Really!"

"I thought it was a prank by Paulson and the others..." Eddie's face was about to cry, and he took out asthma spray from his pocket with trembling hands and sprayed it into his mouth.

Billy seemed relatively calm. After supporting the weak Ricky, he looked at the closed door and said solemnly: "Leave here first, let's call someone else!"

The clown didn't give up the prey that came to his door, he was just terrorizing these lost lambs, so that the fear in them could grow more vigorously, and this kind of food could be regarded as the top~!

The whole room was completely turned into a big maze by the clown's special ability, and the people who were divided into several groups fell into different illusions.

Paulson and White walked together, holding a steel pipe in their right hand and a trash can shield in their left hand, covering each other like a wasteland knight.

After pushing open the door of a room, the two suddenly appeared in a room full of wooden figures.

"Be careful! We seem to have entered a fantasy world?!" Paulson saw these wooden figures and immediately found that these wooden figures were in stark contrast to the previous dilapidated and dangerous building environment!

"White?"

Paulson failed to receive a response from his friend, and turned his head to look in doubt, only to see his father in a police uniform with glaring eyes.

"Ah!" Paulson's sheriff's father suddenly let out a loud roar, startling the stunned Paulson.

But the current Paulson is no longer the former Paulson. Although he was startled by the sudden appearance of his old father, he did not have the panic he once had.

After all, he is the man who wants to be the savior!

The ambition is not just moving in the direction that the old father once expected, but he did not continue to fool around, and he was clear in his heart, and he did not make a mistake!

At the same time, Paulson also knew that the father who appeared in front of him was not his father. He had a very clear mind. He was in the land of demons, and the sheriff in front of him must have been disguised by a demon!

"Devil! Accept my punishment!" Paulson raised the steel pipe and smashed it heavily on his father's head in front of him.

The sheriff seemed shocked and raised the trash can cover shield in his left hand to block the attack.

when!

"Henry! Are you crazy?!"

After a trance in front of him, the sheriff disappeared and was replaced by White holding a trash can cover shield.

Paulson's eyes widened, and after a moment of discernment, he immediately retracted the steel pipe, distanced himself from White, and asked vigilantly, "What happened to us yesterday! Tell me!"

White looked at Paulson, who was suddenly convulsed again, and shouted angrily: "Yesterday, yesterday we didn't accept er on the road..."

"Okay!" Paulson interrupted White's speech, his nervous expression was relieved, and then he said solemnly: "The fear demon confused me with hallucinations, just in my eyes, you became a monster! Don't believe your eyes, let's go meet Patrick first! It's not safe here!"

"Illusion?" White was a little surprised and said nervously: "What kind of illusion... Is it like this!"

White's originally normal head gradually swelled, bursting open under Paulson's horrified gaze, turning into a clown with a severely receded hairline.

"Do you want to float too? Woah hoo hoo hoo ha ha ha!"

Wearing the clown's bag, he laughed strangely. The laughter was extremely sharp and ear-piercing, as if it had infinite magic power, which made Paulson inexplicably flustered in his ears, and he couldn't even think of fighting against it.

This feeling was so obvious that Paulson had his body caught in his arms when he remembered to resist.

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On the other side, because the manpower became sufficient, ten people were divided into three teams in total. Billy and three searched the second floor, Paulson and White searched the first floor, and the rest were free to move.

This activity allowed Beverly, Ben, and Stanley to find the basement of Shuijingfang.

In the basement of this building, an ancient water well stands, surrounded by weathered dust and messy gravel, and some traces left by the water fetchers can still be vaguely seen under the stone well in the middle.

"There's actually a well under here... Shouldn't it be buried when the house is built? And why is this well lower than the terrain? This is very abnormal..." Stanley looked at the well with a clear expression on his face. Out of fear, he is the least timid of all.

Also because of belief, so fear.

Beverley looked at the old well, and after a little calm, he walked directly over.

Ben and Stanley saw each other and hurriedly followed, they didn't want a girl in Beverly rushing ahead of them, maybe it was all just a hoax?

The three came to the well and looked down with their probes, only to see that the well was dark and dull, and they could hardly see anything.

But fortunately, they were pulled by Paulson and a few people to prepare in advance. They all had a magnesium rod in their hands, cut one open, and threw them directly.

The glowing white magnesium rod slowly fell, and the magnesium rod fell down the well, illuminating the surrounding environment.

The well was bottomless, until the light of the magnesium rods disappeared at the bottom, and they didn't know where the bottom of the well was, but they could see what seemed to be a big hole in the middle of the well.

"What are we going to do? Go down?"

Ben watched the light of the magnesium rod disappear in front of his eyes, and involuntarily took two steps back. If they fell from such a height, they would definitely die.

"Go down?" When Stanley heard this, the hair on his back stood up and he shouted tremblingly, "No! If we accidentally fall, we will die!"

"Let's go back first!" Beverley took a deep look at the bottomless well, not intending to die, and greeted the other two before preparing to go back.

The other two had no objection either. The three of them turned around and their bodies suddenly became stiff, and the clown with a steel pipe in his eyes stood silently behind them!

Seeing the three of them finally found themselves, the clown opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of fangs, and let out his signature sharp laughter.

"Woohoohahahaha! Fear! Delicious fear! More! More!"

The white gloves of the clown's hands were torn apart, revealing a pair of beast-like claws, and his body suddenly rose a bit, his back was hunched, and Yanran turned into a terrifying inhuman monster!

"Ahhh!"*3

The three of Beverly showed fearful expressions, their bodies trembled and retreated, even forgetting the bottomless well behind them!

The clown also seemed to want to force a few people to the well, and approached the three of them with weird steps and weird noises.

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