Chen Ge had a strange look on his face. He remembered Zhang Peng's stubborn eyes and fierce expression in the surveillance video: "This guy is really a god-like opponent!"

The sound of cutting things in the midnight escape scene did not stop because of Zhang Peng's entry. The monster in the mirror probably didn't expect that someone would rush in so straightforwardly.

"I can't wait any longer. I want to see the monster in the mirror enter Zhang Peng's body with my own eyes. Only then can I feel at ease."

After taking a quick glance at the surveillance camera and confirming Zhang Peng's location, Chen Ge took out the iron chain from the skull-crushing doctor's coat and threw it on the ground. He then put on the blood-stained coat and the human skin mask.

He tried swinging the hammer twice, and a sense of tyranny and evil emanated from him.

"Why do I feel like I'm the biggest villain?"

After taking the keys and cell phone and stuffing the rag doll into his arms, Chen Ge walked out of the monitoring room holding the extremely bloody hammer.

…

In the midnight escape scene, Zhang Peng felt that the knife in his hand was getting heavier and heavier. He had been preparing for this day for a long time, but who knows that man proposes, God disposes, and the accident happened as soon as he came in.

It was already past one in the morning. Even if a normal person was not asleep at this time, he would definitely be in the bedroom. He was so excited when he saw the door number of the employee lounge just now that he had to work hard to calm down.

He kept hinting at himself and stirring up the hatred in his heart, and finally he made up his mind and mustered up the courage to break into the house.

After rushing into the lounge, he started slashing at the bed with so much force that he even hurt himself.

The blade was stained with blood, but when he saw clearly that there was no one in the room and the only bloodstain on the bed sheet was left by himself, he felt nothing but resentment and frustration in his heart. He wanted to kill even more, and his rationality had been burned away by anger.

"You destroyed Ping'an Apartment and sent Juan'er to jail. You meddlesome guy, I will kill you!" Zhang Peng became angrier and angrier. He listened to the cutting sounds in the building, which sounded like flies flying around his ears. He became more and more irritated.

He gripped the knife tightly and kept getting closer to the source of the sound. In order to avoid being discovered, he was very careful all the way.

"We're very close, on this floor!" Zhang Peng stuck his head out of the corridor. Without any lighting tools, he pressed his body against the wall and entered the corridor on the third floor.

"This haunted house is filled with gloom and the roads are as complicated as a maze. After I kill him, I will hide the body somewhere. It will probably take outsiders ten days or half a month to find it." He raised the corners of his mouth, feeling that his smile must be very cruel.

"The sound is right in front! But I'm curious why this guy is not sleeping so late at night and runs to the haunted house? Is he repairing props overnight?" Zhang Peng bent down and relaxed his body. He wrapped the wound with his long sleeves and slowly approached with a knife in hand.

At the end of the corridor on the third floor, which was the main entrance to the midnight escape scene, Zhang Peng saw a blurry black shadow.

The figure stood in the middle of the main gate, holding something in his hand and drawing it on the gate.

"Strange, why doesn't he turn on the light?" When he got closer, Zhang Peng realized that something was wrong, but he didn't think about the reason deeply, and his brain was filled with the pleasure of revenge.

The air became more solemn than ever before. He slowly raised the knife over his shoulder, his body like a fully drawn bow, with the tip of the knife pointing at the dark shadow in front of him.

“Go to hell!”

Attacking at full speed, Zhang Peng's face twisted as he stabbed the sharp knife in his hand fiercely into the black shadow!

An excited smile appeared on his face, but after just a few tenths of a second, the smile disappeared.

The sharp knife went straight through the black shadow's body and missed!

The huge inertia caused Zhang Peng to fall headfirst against the door and almost sprained his waist.

"Me?!"

Zhang Peng could not accept this result no matter what.

He hurriedly got up from the ground and waved his knife wildly at the air: "Where's the person? Where's the person!"

After using all his strength to vent his anger, an unprecedented emotion arose in Zhang Peng's heart.

"I clearly saw a shadow standing here with his back to me just now! I couldn't have seen it wrong!" Zhang Peng was no longer afraid of exposing himself. He took out his cell phone to illuminate the surroundings. The wooden door was covered with fine scratches, and there were several pieces of mirror fragments with sharp edges on the ground. "These were all left by the shadow. I can be 100% sure that there was a person standing here just now!"

There was clearly a person standing there, why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?

Zhang Peng shuddered inexplicably. The anger in his heart had been extinguished. He looked at the dead silent corridor at a loss.

"It is impossible for a person to suddenly disappear, unless... it is not a person." His Adam's apple rolled. The light from the mobile phone could not bring him any sense of security. Instead, it made him even more panicked, as if there were monsters hidden in all the places where the light could not reach.

"The owner of the haunted house is not a human being! There are really ghosts in this haunted house!" Zhang Peng's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the hand holding the knife was also soaked with sweat. He threw all thoughts of revenge and murder behind his mind. He ran back in a hurry, and now he only wanted to leave this haunted place as soon as possible.

He ran faster and faster with his cell phone in hand, not noticing that the opening angle of the security door at the corridor entrance was different from before.

"We'll talk about revenge later. We can't stay here for long." Covering his arm, Zhang Peng just entered the corridor when a dark shadow from behind the door rushed towards him.

“Crack!”

The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible. Zhang Peng looked at his limp and numb right hand, and his brain seemed to have crashed.

"Sorry, I hit it wrong." Chen Ge walked out from behind the door with a hammer in his hand. The cruel and terrifying human skin mask twisted into various terrifying expressions as he spoke: "I was going to smash your shoulder blade."

The calm tone seemed to be describing a trivial matter. Zhang Peng looked at Chen Ge behind the door and felt as if he was about to suffocate!

Why are you so fierce! I am the murderer!

Zhang Peng actually wanted to try to resist, but when he glanced at Chen Ge's bloody eyes, the 40-centimeter-long hammer and the hand holding the sharp knife became uncontrollable.

There are blood grooves on the hammer, and the handle looks like a spine! Are you afraid that others don't know that you are a murderer?

Without giving the other party more time, Chen Ge swung the hammer at Zhang Peng's thigh again. He needed someone who had lost the ability to resist to act as a container for the monster in the mirror.

“Bang!”

The handrail of the stairs was bent and Zhang Peng narrowly avoided it. One of his hands was bleeding and the other was broken. He dared not resist at this time. He even threw away the knife and ran downstairs frantically.

"You are so timid. Who gave you the courage to visit my haunted house alone?"

Holding the hammer, Chen Ge followed closely behind, and the two of them, one chasing and the other fleeing, returned to the first floor of the haunted house.

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