Weird Regulator

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and corpses were everywhere.

Fang Shenyan was holding a bloody human head, dressed in black and standing under the moonlight, looking down at the steps leading to the darkness below.

"Kekeke..."

There was a vague and creepy laughter behind him, echoing in waves, so sharp that it pierced the soul.

He reached out with his right hand, lifted his fingers from the eye sockets of the head, and threw it into the descending stairs like a bowling ball.

The soft tissue collided with the hard stone steps, making a terrifying little sound, and the ghost behind him got closer and closer.

Fang Shenyan remained motionless, only staring at the head as it quickly rolled down the steps until it disappeared into the darkness.

When the head disappeared, he narrowed his eyes, jumped down, and disappeared on the first floor.

Just as he left, the main door of the southern office building was kicked open by someone, followed by the sound of messy footsteps.

Maybe there were more people coming, and the countless ghosts hidden in this building began to become restless, including the endless innocent souls that were bleeding into rivers and no longer peaceful.

At the same time, at the rest of the office building, not counting the entrance, some figures jumped through the windows.

Among them, the white wolf in the ninth branch is one floor away and the one closest to Fang Shenyan.

In the dark room, scattered documents were spread out on the floor, and a string of bloody footprints spread from outside the door to under the desk.

The white wolf's short and fat body didn't make the slightest sound. His ferocious face was hiding in the darkness like a wild wolf waiting for an opportunity, staring sharply at the bloody handprints.

"Kekeke..."

Suddenly, a harsh and terrifying laughter came from behind the desk that was overturned to the ground, and there was also a terrible crisp sound of some bones being chewed.

Bai Lang's eyelids trembled, he glanced at the ajar door, and swallowed.

One-third of the door was broken into pieces, as if something had slammed in from outside the door, smashing it into pieces and forming a huge hole.

The broken wooden boards turned into sharp wooden thorns, with a little blood on them that had not yet dried up and was still flowing down the door panel.

He could fully imagine the horrors this small room had endured.

Bai Lang didn't dare to breathe. He stared at the side-turned desk with vigilance, and slowly moved his short and fat body towards the door.

In the dead silence, he could only hear his own heartbeat and the sounds of ghosts eating, but it did not have much impact on him. On the contrary, every movement he made was extremely calm and without any flaws.

He was already one step away from the door. He could just reach out and push the door panel open, but he didn't dare to take this step.

When the door moves, the ghost moves and he will die.

Bai Lang was still holding his breath for a minute. The high pressure of the environment had greatly weakened his breath-holding time, and his face had turned abnormally red.

Holding one's breath for a long time caused the body to involuntarily tremble slightly.

But Bai Lang hasn't moved yet. He is waiting for an opportunity, which he reckons should be coming soon.

Time passed by like years at this moment, and the air in his lungs had been squeezed dry. He, who already had a fierce look on his face, looked even more terrifying at this moment, and his bloated body was shaking more and more.

He could hardly control his hand in mid-air. He could hold on for three seconds at most. After three seconds, he would have to escape no matter what.

But at this moment, the distant main entrance heard the screams of ghosts one after another, accompanied by panic shouts from some store employees, and the footsteps and ghost screams were all superimposed together.

The opportunity Bai Lang had been waiting for finally arrived. Almost at the same time that the situation outside was in chaos, he directly opened the door and turned into the corridor on the right.

He could clearly hear that just as he left, the table in the office was overturned again.

The brave and careful white wolf first hid on the right side and witnessed with his own eyes something only the size of an adult's calf, jumping out of the door. It swayed left and right at the door for a moment, then rushed to the left until it disappeared.

The white wolf finally took a deep breath, injecting fresh air into his dry lungs, which brought him back to life.

Choose the right first because the right is a dead end and the left leads to the main entrance.

The ghost doll must know that the white wolf is on the right, and he can kill it if he goes there, but the left side represents the new army, which will kill more.

This is one of the reasons why White Wolf chose a dead end.

Another part of the reason is that in this dead end, there is a shortcut that can directly enter the negative level.

The white wolf moved his short and fat body, moved his stiff limbs, came to the wall, and squatted down. In front of him was a well that could be opened.

Going down the underground shaft, you can go directly to the maintenance room in the basement on the first floor.

That is where the main electricity and water pipes of the southern office building are located. The reason why this underground well is set up is to provide an escape route for maintenance workers in an emergency.

Bai Lang was responsible for bringing tourists into this building at the beginning, so he would naturally have a complete understanding of the place, so he gave up the main entrance and walked into the office just now.

"Boom!"

White Wolf's body landed on the ground with a dull thud, echoes echoing in the empty maintenance room.

He glanced around to make sure there was no movement around him, and then he felt relieved.

But the light was so poor that he didn't dare to move, so he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pressed the screen with his thumb, and a cold white light came from his hand.

Rows of unfamiliar instruments appeared in front of Bai Lang's eyes, and he was the only shadow on the gray wall.

With the light, Bai Lang's mentality gradually calmed down and he began to walk towards the door of the maintenance room. At the same time, he thought in his heart:

"After investigating the terrain of the South Building in advance, Chang Sheng and I should be the first group of people to arrive at the underground first floor.

But Chang Sheng is more of a guide for tourists, and his understanding is not as good as mine.

But before that, I heard that Fang Shenyan from the seventh branch entered the South Building in advance. He must be the first person, and I am the second.

He has been in for a while, but there is no news."

Bai Lang didn't know Fang Shenyan, but he knew very well that this man was definitely not an ordinary person. No news is good news.

Then this underground first floor should be safe for the time being, or there should not be too many abnormalities.

However, just when he put his hand on the door, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the shadow on the wall.

On this cement-gray wall, with the light of the mobile phone, you can see a short and bloated shadow, that is Bai Lang himself.

But behind him, there is actually a tall and thin figure, who is crossing his hands, fiddling with ten fingers, and following closely behind him.

Not only that, the tall and thin black figure buried his head very low, almost touching his chest, as if his neck was broken and not strong enough to support the weight of his head.

Bai Lang's body suddenly tensed up, and the gesture of pressing the door stopped, and he didn't dare to move.

In the short stalemate, he controlled the phone to open the camera mode on the screen and reversed the lens.

On the screen, Bai Lang saw a dark back of the head and a little chin.

This was a man, with a pointed chin against his chest, and his hands kept fiddling as if he was calculating something.

Then, under Bai Lang's "watch", the man's head fell off his neck without warning...