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Deng Zifan's face was ugly, and the shadow of death enveloped his whole body.

The current notebook can't restore the fragments of the ghost story. Right now, he can only rely on tearing up the notebook page by page to support himself, but when all the notebooks are used up, he will still have to die.

Help me, I will definitely have teammates.

Deng Zifan did not despair because he always believed that he would be rescued.

Never give up easily.

"You can hear me."

Deng Zifan was startled, and the ghost at the door walked in again.

Deng Zifan's hearing began to weaken again, forcing him to put his hands on the notepad, ready to tear it off at any time.

And now he only has four pages left, and he can only use it up to three times.

Just as Deng Zifan was about to tear off the notepad, a woman's voice came from the door.

"You didn't notice you didn't notice."

With the sound, the eyes of the three ghosts at the door were suddenly in a trance, and he looked at Deng Zifan with a trace of hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, a woman in a red T-shirt appeared at the door. She covered her mouth with her hand and made some strange and unpleasant sounds.

"Come on."

Among these ugly voices, there is also a crisp female voice.

When Deng Zifan came back to his senses, he grabbed Brother Wang Huang, followed the woman and left 402, and went to the stairs.

After making sure that Deng Zifan had escaped, the woman also followed Deng Zifan.

"Run away, my 'nonsense' can only blur their rule judgment for a period of time, and it won't last long."

Deng Zifan looked at the woman beside him. Now that the woman didn't cover her mouth, Deng Zifan could see her lips with lipstick on her chin.

"What are you looking at? Have you ever seen someone put lipstick on ghosts?"

The woman dragged Deng Zifan and ran faster.

"Are you Qianqian?"

The three of them have reached the third floor at this moment, and they are still running wildly. There are dense footsteps behind them. It seems that the woman's "nonsense" can no longer confuse the ghosts.

"You know me?"

Qianqian was a little puzzled, but now is not the time to pursue these matters.

"My ghosts have been exhausted, do you have any more? Don't hide them."

Deng Zifan's face turned red, he didn't have any other ghosts except the fragments of ghost stories.

The previous ghosts were all consumed in the incident, and the Security Bureau didn't have so much inventory anymore, so he couldn't afford to pay him on credit.

"I still have a notepad, which can be torn up at critical moments."

"Don't be stupid, you tore up that notepad and we both have to go backwards, I was torn back by you when I walked to the door just now"

There was no other way right now, they were running wildly, and although the footsteps behind them were still very loud, it seemed that they had really pulled the distance away.

There is hope for them to escape!

Thinking so, Deng Zifan ran faster and rushed to the first floor.

But soon reality hit him hard.

At the door, stood an old man. He drooped his cloudy eyeballs and looked at the three people in front of him.

With a hoarse voice, he said the familiar words.

"You can hear me."

He speaks as fast as an old tortoise, but the deafness effect of what he said is very great.

Deng Zifan and Qianqian felt that their hearing was constantly decreasing, and all the sounds around them became silent, and gradually they could only hear the old man's constant murmurs.

"You can hear so you must die."

"Do you have any other teammates? It's impossible for the Security Bureau to send you a weak chicken in?"

"Who are you calling weak? I don't remember if I have teammates? Are you not my teammate?"

Qianqian understood that the man in front of her was completely affected.

You have to rely on yourself.

The mouth on Qianqian's chin opened slightly, and the strange and obscure voice came out again. He tried to rely on nonsense to resist the attack of the ghost.

But this time, her nonsense was suppressed.

She opened her mouth and found that she couldn't make any sound suddenly.

"It happened."

This is the last thought of the two of them now.

Even if you use a notepad, if you can't find another way to escape, you will still die

How to do.

The two of them looked at each other, seeing despair in their eyes.

It seems that there is really no other way.

Suddenly, a drop of water fell on them.

The light rain fell in the hotel. This scene was very strange, but it made the three of Deng Zifan gasp.

With the bursts of light rain, their hearing gradually returned.

They looked towards the door, and in the darkness, a figure was vaguely printed.

"Chen Lu."

Deng Zifan thought of one of his teammates.

Chen Lu