Chapter 391: Weird Talk about Fengyang Hotel Rules (Part 9)
This man was willing to take such a risk, and everyone's expressions were moved.
Especially the companion who shared the table with him, with a pair of dull eyes, walked to the other person in a daze.
The muscular man also wanted to follow, but was grabbed by the lame man.
The muscular man looked at him in confusion and spoke very slowly: "What's wrong?"
The lame man didn't say anything, but just stared at the male anchor holding a cigarette.
The other person's face was now flushed abnormally...
"What are you waiting for? Come here!"
His face seemed to be even redder because of excitement.
Seeing everyone still standing there, hesitant, the waiter came out and urged impatiently, "I'm in a hurry to get off work. Do you still want to join us?"
The rest of the people did not respond.
The waiter added, "The longer you stay here, the lower your San value will be, and eventually..."
She paused for a moment, pointed at the anchor who stayed in the restaurant with blood in his mouth, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Eventually, they will be assimilated."
San value?
Like Yu Huo, the anchors who noticed the measuring instrument in the room all had a look of sudden enlightenment in their eyes...
I didn't notice it before, but after the waitress ghost finished speaking, even the middle-aged woman who had been silent all the time swallowed her saliva subconsciously, as if the appetite that she had suppressed with great difficulty was aroused again.
But the more the waiters acted like this, the more alert the anchors who had entered the live broadcast room became.
Just as the waiter was about to say something, the young man who had been staring blankly at the darkness outside the window suddenly sneered: "Are you so kind?"
The waitress ghost's mouth instantly curled up into a wary arc, and even the male anchor holding a cigarette was dazed for a moment.
Yes, the NPC is in an antagonistic relationship with them, how could they be so kind?
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, his expression a little conflicted.
The lame man on the other side also had a worried look on his face, perhaps because his San value had dropped too much. He actually turned around and asked the young man not far away, as if he was desperately trying to find a cure.
"So how do we get out of here?"
The young man shrugged and pointed outside the door: "Of course, we should go back to where we came from!"
The lame man hesitated for a moment, then actually walked to the door and tentatively extended his cane out of the door.
It felt like half of the cane was swallowed by the darkness, and the scene was actually a little weird.
When everyone was holding their breath, the lame man suddenly cried out and began to fall uncontrollably towards the door.
Tian Guihua was close by and subconsciously pulled the man back. The lame man also pulled his cane back at the moment he stabilized his body.
But he didn't succeed the first time he pulled. It felt like a big hand in the dark was holding the other end of the cane. It was not until Tian Guihua helped him that he managed to pull his cane back.
The lame man lost his balance and accidentally sat on the ground, his eyes full of a sense of having survived a disaster.
Seeing this, the hesitation on the male anchor's face disappeared. He threw away his cigarette, turned around and said to the waitress ghost: "Sister, please show me the way."
After saying that, he did not forget to pull his companion: "Come with me, or it will be over."
As he spoke, he swallowed his saliva, his eyes fixed on the guy who was desperately showing off his bloody preserved eggs in the restaurant.
The companion was pulled by the hot palm, and his expression suddenly changed: "Why are you so hot? Could it be..."
The male anchor was stunned for a moment. After a few seconds, he slowly lowered his head and stared at his red palms, fear beginning to flash in his eyes.
"No, I, I might have a fever... Yes, I must have a fever!"
Red bloodshot began to spread in the male anchor's eyes. He hugged his arms nervously, as if he was trying his best to convince himself.
Seeing him like this, the waiter curled his lips as if he felt sorry for him and said, "Come, I'll take you away."
Her voice was cold, and the hand she extended was like a life-saving straw. The male anchor immediately grabbed it, followed her away tremblingly, and never cared about anyone else.
Then everyone saw the female ghost taking the male anchor through the wall and disappeared in an instant.
Seeing this, Tian Guihua, perhaps because she was a straightforward person, foolishly followed him. With a "bang!", she ran back dejectedly with a swollen forehead.
Everyone: “…”
The lame man had no hope in the first place, so he looked away and raised his head to ask Yu Huo, "There's something outside the restaurant. How should we get out?"
The other party glanced at him and continued to speak irresponsibly: "You have legs and feet, how else can you walk?"
After saying that, he took a step into the darkness under the confused and shocked gazes of everyone.
The half leg was stuck in the thick darkness, which made people wonder what would happen to it.
But after about ten seconds, the young man still put on Zhang Yun's calm face and retracted his legs.
"There's nothing out there."
The lame man was stunned: "Impossible! Something really grabbed my cane just now..."
The cautious middle-aged woman glanced back and forth between Yu Huo and the lame man, wondering, "Wouldn't it be less likely to get hurt if we walked out openly?"
This is the truth, but no one dares to try it.
Tian Guihua looked at this scene, as if pondering for a moment, and finally clenched her fists and took a step forward: "I believe him, I'll give it a try."
As she spoke, she patted Yu Huo's shoulder, and then, under everyone's expectant gaze, she slowly stretched her legs into the darkness.
During the process, she swallowed, trying to moisten her throat which had become dry due to fear, and her mind was wandering uncontrollably.
At this moment, a cold and sticky touch climbed up her ankle. Tian Guihua screamed and suddenly pulled her leg back.
"What's wrong with you?" The middle-aged woman hurried forward and asked anxiously, "What happened to you?"
Tian Guihua cried in a trembling voice and replied, "Tentacle, there's an octopus-like tentacle wrapped around me..."
The middle-aged woman immediately looked at the young man with a surprised expression: "What is going on? What did you do? Why don't those monsters outside hurt you?"
Yu Huo ignored the other party's questioning. Instead, he squatted down and tilted his head to look at Tian Guihua's pale face: "What were you thinking before you stretched out your foot?"
Tian Guihua raised her head with tears in her eyes: "I wonder what the thing in the dark is..."
Yu Huo touched his chin and continued, "And guess what, maybe it's a tentacle?"
Tian Guihua: "How do you know?"
Yu Huo nodded: "I understand, you broke the rules."
"What rules did I break?"
Yu Huo stood up and pointed at the sixth rule on the rules panel: "Baby, don't let fear control you~"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
