Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

As the air circulation system was turned on, the buzzing sound became a little louder. The black fog was being sucked away continuously, and the box slowly returned to its original state. Everything that had just happened seemed like an illusion.

Shang Lin looked around and snorted coldly, "It's just a trick. The Chinese love this. Send the injured to get medical treatment, and capture the rest."

"Yes, Queen."

The men dragged Li Wenhao and were about to open the door to go out, but no matter how they turned the door handle, it didn't work, as if it was welded tightly. The man was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Shang Lin looked at him with murderous eyes: "What's the matter? You can't even open the door, useless thing! Hurry up and open the door and let the guests leave through the secret door."

"Queen, I don't know what's wrong with this door. I won't open it no matter what I do."

"You useless thing, if you can't open it, why don't you just smash it open?"

Upon hearing this, the man hurriedly went to find a fire axe and started smashing on the door again and again. However, no matter how hard he smashed, it seemed as if he couldn't touch the door. The door was intact but couldn't be opened.

He was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat: "Damn it, it's really a ghost, why can't this door be opened?"

"Idiot, why don't you contact the people at the hot springs quickly?"

"Yes, I'll contact you right away."

No response, no matter how many times I called.

As time passed, Xing Fei and Li Wenhao became more sober and had more strength in their hands. They watched them struggling against the door, and they always felt that the black fog just now was related to Xiao Fumei.

He subconsciously raised his head to glance at the vent, then quickly looked away as if nothing had happened.

After all this trouble, Shang Lin realized something was wrong and looked at the two people lying down: "Tell me, do you know what's going on? Who else is here?"

"I don't know. This is your base. If you don't know, how can we know what's going on?"

Shang Lin raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at Xing Fei: "You are not honest. It seems that the shot just now was not enough of a lesson."

Just as they were about to pull the trigger, there was a noise coming from the vent. Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and pointed their guns at the vent. Their voices were filled with murderous intent: "Come out."

Li Fumei exerted force with her hands, pulled the wire mesh apart, and jumped directly from the vent.

Everyone was stunned when they saw that it was a little girl. "Huh? Who are you? How did you get through the ventilation duct? Are you also a police officer? No, why would the police let a little girl come here?"

"Auntie, I calculated that you will have a bloody disaster tonight, so it's best not to go out."

Shang Lin narrowed her eyes and stepped closer: "Little girl, it's better not to talk nonsense. Be careful, auntie might accidentally blow your head off. That would be terrible."

"Is that so? Then give it a try."

In a flash, the little girl disappeared, and then many paper figures appeared out of thin air. Yes, they were the paper figures at funerals with red painted on their faces.

A strange giggle filled the air, and the paper figures seemed to come alive, moving closer and closer to them. No matter how hard they shot, it was useless.

Shang Lin was protected by his men. He felt a chill down his spine as he watched this bizarre scene. "What the hell is this? How did it appear just now?"

"Quick, catch that damn girl and kill her."

Li Fumei's figure flashed by and she threw the bottle towards Xing Fei: "Take the medicine inside, it can relieve your symptoms. Go out quickly and call for help."

"My little paper man can handle it here. They can't get out. Come quickly."

Xing Fei grabbed the bottle, poured out the pills, and gave one to Li Wenhao. After the two of them quickly swallowed them, they obviously felt more powerful.

He struggled to get up from the ground and ran towards the door. Shang Lin stared at them intently, and his pupils shrank when he saw them open the door successfully. Sure enough, someone was playing tricks.