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Chapter 541 Phantom Haunted House (3)

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    ¡°I, I¡¯m going!¡±

    Seeing that he appeared on the balcony of the building dozens of meters away, San Pang suddenly shuddered and said: "Four-nine, that"

    I said: "Don't ask me, I don't know either, but it must have something to do with Room 2102. The balcony opposite should be some kind of mirror-like illusion."

    "Is it a hallucination?" The third fat man seemed a little regretful, and his original hope suddenly turned into nothing. This feeling was not only for him, but also for me.

    But at this moment, I suddenly saw the shadow of a third person appearing on the balcony opposite!

    That figure looked like a hunchbacked old woman. She appeared very suddenly without any warning at all, and her behavior made me shudder.

    I saw that the old woman was actually holding a kitchen knife that she usually used for cooking. She walked silently behind San Fatty on the balcony opposite, then raised the kitchen knife high, and tried to stab San Fatty's head.  Chopping up.

    Because this scene was so terrifying, I almost subconsciously wanted to shout out to remind the fat man opposite me. But as soon as the words came to my lips, I suddenly remembered something: the scene on the balcony opposite was not from our side.  Mirror illusion?  If that's the case, doesn't it mean that the old woman who appeared on the opposite balcony is also on our side?  !

    Thinking of this, I immediately turned my head, and then I saw that the old woman who appeared on the balcony opposite had actually appeared behind us, and the kitchen knife in her hand was about to hit the fat man's head!

    Subconsciously, I raised my foot and kicked away the unaware San Fatty beside me, narrowly allowing him to avoid the old woman's knife.

    The third fat man who had just escaped death was completely ungrateful. He raised his head and wanted to scold me. However, when he saw the old woman holding a kitchen knife in her hand, he immediately understood what had happened.

    The old woman's sneak attack was destroyed, and she immediately turned her anger towards me. She turned the kitchen knife in her hand and slashed it towards me. Originally, I wanted to resist, but the old woman was swinging it like a madman.  The kitchen knife left no room for me to fight back, so I could only quickly move to the side to avoid it.

    It¡¯s just that the space on the balcony is limited, so I was quickly forced into a corner by the old woman.

    Seeing that I had no way to retreat, suddenly, I heard the sound of a gunshot. The old woman was hit in the chest, and then just like the scene when she appeared, there was no sound, no sound.  The traces disappeared in front of my eyes, and what came into my sight instead was the fat man who was still holding a smoking pistol.

    I took a deep breath, suppressed the anxiety in my heart, and then said "thank you" to the third fat man.

    He smiled at me, then reached out and pulled me up.

    "I really want to thank you. If it weren't for you, I would have been split in two just now. By the way, what do you think that old woman was just now?"

    I recalled it for a moment, and then said: "That old woman looks familiar, she seems to be the old woman we saw on the wall cabinet!"

    "It's true!" After I reminded her, the third fat man also widened his eyes and said, "So is the old lady's ghost just now? Then didn't I just deal with her? Can we leave now?  "

    After saying that, the third fat man had already walked back to the living room excitedly.

    However, I am not as optimistic as he is. Judging from the situation so far, I always feel that things will not end so simply.  When they were in the stairwell, San Pang had fired at He Hao's ghost, but it had no effect at all.  Even He Hao, who was summoned by the room to stop us, is resistant to supernatural bullets. Then the old lady who may have caused this room to become a haunted house is even less likely to be solved by a supernatural bullet from San Fat.  .

    Sure enough, after I entered the living room and walked to the entrance, I saw the three fat men beating the door of the house desperately as if to vent their anger.

    I asked: "Still can't open it?"

    The third fat man turned his head a little decadently, looked at me and said, "Si Jiu, I finally figured it out. This room is basically playing tricks on us. It first lets us see the people on the balcony, making us think we can find someone."  We asked for help, and then an old woman who looked like the owner of the house came to attack us. It would be fine if she killed us. Even if she didn't succeed, it would make us experience the feeling of failed hope again."

    "Now that you have figured it out, you should cheer up. We will definitely find a way to escape!" I tried to encourage the third fat man.

    "Yes." The third fat man exposed himself to me.With a weak smile, "Even if we can't find a way out, people outside will notice that we are missing."

    "Is it really?"

    Suddenly, San Fatty and I heard this sentence in our ears.

    I saw the third fat man looking at me in surprise, and quickly shook his head at him, indicating that what he just said was not mine.

    At this time, another voice with a completely different voice sounded again: "You will all die here!"

    This time, the third fat man and I heard clearly that the sound just now came from the living room, so he and I rushed into the living room. The third fat man still had a gun in his hand, ready to shoot at any time.

    As soon as we arrived in the living room, Sanpang and I found the source of the sound just now, but none of us thought that the sound was neither a human nor a ghost, but a TV set in the living room. To be precise,  It is this television that speaks to us through the voices of the actors in the different TV series it plays.

    Seeing that the TV was on, the third fat man¡¯s first reaction was to touch the light switch on the wall, but found that the light still could not be turned on.  This shows that there is still no electricity in the room, but the TV was turned on even though there was no electricity!

    ¡°Stop trying, you damn fat man!¡±

    "You will all die here!"

    "No one can leave!"

    "die!"

    "die!"

    "die!"

    This TV is like someone switching channels with a remote control, constantly switching the pictures on the TV, and the characters on the TV are also shouting out their lines in a timely manner during the switching. When combined, it sounds like this  The room is threatening us with death through the mouths of actors on TV.

    And its threat obviously worked. The irritated San Fatty jumped over and reached out to turn off the TV. However, he found that the TV switch did not work at all. He unplugged the TV wire and the TV also turned off.  The screen is still playing.

    Finally, the fat man couldn't bear it anymore, so he took out his pistol again and fired several times at the TV. He didn't stop until the magazine was empty. By this time, the screen of the TV had already been smashed.  He couldn't make any sound either.

    Seeing Fatty Three changing the magazine, I suddenly realized something. I reached out and grabbed him and said, "Fat Fatty Three! How many supernatural bullets do you have left?"

    Hearing my question, the third fat man probably suddenly realized something. He quickly checked his backpack, and finally took out a magazine from it and said: "Sijiu, this is the only one I have left. What about you?"

    I took out my pistol, shook my head at him and said: "I only have this one magazine in the gun. Don't waste any more bullets. I watched the TV just now to clearly want to anger you and make you waste it."  For bullets!¡±

    "Whatwhat is going on with this house? It almost seems to have its own intelligence?"

    "Leave this house alone, please calm down. The supernatural bullets we have now are the last weapons we have to deal with ghosts. If we want to leave here, or persist until rescue arrives, we must use them sparingly.  !¡±

    "Yep¡­¡­"

    At this time, I suddenly noticed that the fat man¡¯s eyes were fixed on the wall behind the TV, so I also walked over and looked in the direction where the fat man was looking.

    ¡°As a result, I saw that what the third fat man was looking at was actually a bullet hole in the wall caused by the bullet he had just fired.

    "What made the Third Fatty and I couldn't help but gasp was that inside the bullet hole, the two of us actually saw a bright red liquid, which actually stayed out of the bullet hole like a waterfall.

    I couldn¡¯t help but touch the liquid, then put it to my nose and smelled it.

    "Three Fatties, this is blood" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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