Nightmare Attack

Chapter 349
Apartment 2.

The young man with the pseudonym Jiao Tailang stood with his back against the wall in the living room, holding a sharp knife gleaming with coldness in his hand.

A pair of eyes looked around vigilantly.

All the lights in the living room were turned on, and he was still holding a flashlight in his left hand. Although the power was not enough, it could be used with a tap.

"Fuck-"

"Fuck-"

When he heard the sound, his whole body shivered.

coming.

That voice came again!

This matter started half an hour ago, when Jiao Tailang had just arrived in his room, which was Room 2 in Apartment No. 404.

Unlike most people, he is very satisfied with this room number.

Before studying abroad, he just returned to China, and usually likes to read supernatural novels, so he clearly knows how much restraint the three numbers 404 have on demons and ghosts.

At that time, he still had the illusion that his hand was stable.

And after checking the room, he closed the bedroom and bathroom doors, and prepared to deal with it in the living room until dawn.

But just as he was about to lie down on the sofa, take a rest, and catch his breath, there was a slow knock on the door.

Not once.

It was a while.

Very slowly, but every time, it seemed to knock into his heart, giving people the feeling of cutting flesh with a blunt knife.

He sat up immediately.

When he came here, he observed it in the corridor. It was rather dilapidated, and there were rental notices posted on the doors of many rooms.

Moreover, these rental revelations are also very old, and it seems that they should be a long time ago.

For the time being, I haven't seen any neighbors nearby, except Guan Yuanning, who is on the same floor as him, in room 409.

It was a rather dull girl who was not good at words. After she nodded to him, she opened the door and entered her room.

He didn't think it would be her who knocked.

He tiptoed to the back of the door, glanced out quickly through the cat's eye on the door, and the moment he brought his eyes to the cat's eye, the knocking on the door suddenly stopped.

There was nothing outside, only the sign for rent on the opposite door was flapping back and forth in the night wind, like a dying white butterfly.

nobody.
Jiao Tailang swallowed, and immediately distanced himself from the door, so that he wouldn't be so stupid as to open the door to see what's outside.

After all, the scope of the cat's eye is limited, and people hiding on the sides or behind the door are blind spots.

Or. The guest is standing outside the door.

It's just that I can't see it with my own naked eyes.

It was useless to think too much, it would only make him think wildly, so he continued to back away.

When walking back and passing the kitchen, he pulled out a sharp knife, which may not be useful for those things, but at least it can comfort himself.

Just after his breathing was adjusted again, that weird knock on the door came again.

Banana Wolf's eyes narrowed into a slit.

He didn't look up again, but turned his neck mechanically, and looked behind him. Behind him was the bedroom.

The bedroom door was closed, and the knock came from inside!

Someone stood behind the bedroom door, knocking.

No, it wasn't knocking on the door, but scraping with something sharp. The sound was so sharp that it seemed to pierce the eardrum.

"Fuck-"

"Fuck-"

The rhythm was the same as before, slow, with an uncomfortable ending, very weird.

It was as if someone was holding a rusty knife behind the bedroom door just one door away from him, scraping the door with the tip of the knife.

The picture that appeared in his mind could not help but make his face change drastically.

The bedroom door is different from the room door, it looks very fragile, and more importantly, there is no lock, which means that the things in the bedroom can come out at any time.

Just when he realized this, the scratching sound in the bedroom suddenly disappeared, and then, Jiao Tailang clearly saw that the doorknob was turned.

"Click."

The body reacted before the brain, and he immediately rushed to the bedroom door, grabbed the doorknob, and pulled it towards him.

At the same time, use the key inserted in the lock hole of the bedroom door to lock the door.

After doing all this, the air seemed to freeze, and he didn't even dare to blink his eyes.

Until the sound in the bedroom finally disappeared.

Panting heavily, he staggered back and finally sat down on the sofa.

With trembling hands, he grabbed the mineral water he had taken out of the refrigerator and twisted it several times before he unscrewed the bottle cap.

Just as he was about to take a sip of water to suppress his shock, the weird rubbing sound sounded again.

Banana Wolf froze for a moment.

The voice is under the sofa.

Slowly and slowly leaning forward, he trembled and looked down at his feet. A blue hand stretched out from under the sofa, and the sharp nails scratched the floor, leaving 5 scratches.

In the next second, he grabbed his foot.

"Ahhhhhh!"

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After listening to someone's narration, the people gathered in the lobby of Building 1 fell into silence. They sat around an abandoned wooden table.

The wooden table has a lame leg, and a few stones are used to cushion it.

Apart from dust, there was nothing else on the table, except for a single hand thrown on it.

"So." The fat man stared at the hand, swallowed a little later, and looked at the very excited Jiao Tailang.

"At that time, this hand suddenly stretched out from under the sofa, and then grabbed my feet. I was terrified at the time, and I didn't have time to react, so I became cruel." Jiao Tailang said emotionally.

"You dropped your hand as soon as you were cruel?" Chu Jiu, who looked like a student, was so frightened that his voice changed.

"That's not true, I just gave it a knife in a hurry." Jiao Tailang explained.

"Where's the knife?" Liu Guo looked more mature than the others, and considered issues more comprehensively.

"Oh, here." Jiao Tailang stretched out his hand from his waist, "Fat brother," he said to the fat man who stretched his neck to the side, "please step back a little bit."

The fat man took a few steps back.

Then, in the astonished eyes of everyone, Jiao Tailang took out a large knife close to 30 centimeters from his pants, with a very sharp front end.

It should be worried about hurting yourself, so both sides are wrapped with paper shells, and then wrapped with thick tape, only the handle is exposed.

Jiang Cheng first glanced at the knife, then at Jiao Tailang, and said, "Brother, you can fit it in your pants."

"It's okay." Banana Wolf replied.

After passing the knife around, everyone's attention returned to the severed hand, which was not a human hand, at least not a living one.

It's that cheap rubber texture.

The nails are very long, with sharp tips like knives. The nails are covered with various patterns, as well as small decorations such as stars and moons glued on.

"It looks like a manicure, right?" Wei Jinting stepped forward to touch it, grinned, raised his head and said, "Hey, don't tell me you look pretty."

But after realizing that the banana wolf holding the knife looked at him not very friendly, he retracted his claws obediently.

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