Nightmare Attack

"That" the middle-aged man in the vest looked at the woman's side face, and the corner of his mouth trembled slightly. It wasn't until he opened his mouth that he realized that he didn't know the other person's name, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face, "Can I ask your name?" ?”

The woman glanced at him and said calmly: "Yu Wen."

Her voice is very distinctive, with a rare quality of the vicissitudes of a cigarette voice.

The woman's willingness to answer the question seemed to give the middle-aged man in the vest a glimmer of hope. He straightened his body in a hurry, assumed a serious attitude in negotiating, leaned forward, and said with a slight sense of flattery, "Hello, Miss Yu, I am Zhou Taifu, his family is in the jewelry business.”

The woman who called herself Yu Wen turned her head and stared at him with interest, "Go on."

Zhou Taifu licked his lips, "I can see that Miss Yu is not an ordinary person, and she should be more experienced in dealing with the current situation, so"

"So you want me to protect you, and then pay me a large sum of money for protection when you get out," Yu Wen suddenly smiled, "Is that so? Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Taifu nodded hurriedly, "Yes, Miss Yu, as long as you can protect me and get out alive, then the reward will not be a problem and you will be satisfied."

"I must be satisfied." Yu Wen touched her chin, as if she was really thinking about it.

Seeing Yu Wen's attitude, the other man sitting next to the middle-aged man in the vest couldn't sit still, and immediately said: "Miss Yu, I hope you can also save me. Although I am not as rich as Mr. Zhou, but if I can give everything I have to get out of here alive.”

"Oh?" Yu Wen tilted her head, as if she was also interested in the latter's proposal.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Taifu, who thought he had found a backer, quit. He pointed at another man and reprimanded loudly: "Miss Yu promised me first, and then what's the matter with you?" He turned to look at Yu Wen and said simply: "Miss Yu, you just need to focus on being responsible for my safety. No matter how much this poor guy pays, I will pay double, no!" He waved his hand, "I will pay 10 times!"

"You are really generous," Yu Wen sighed.

Pursing his lips, Zhou Taifu suddenly became excited. He stood up tremblingly and said, "So, Miss Yu, you agreed?"

Yu Wen did not answer the question directly, but looked out the window. After a while, she asked with an intriguing look: "Mr. Zhou Taifu, the jeweler, what do you think the meaning of nightmares is?"

"Meaning?" Zhou Taifu was stunned. Is meaning important? Shouldn't the top priority now be thinking about how to get out alive?

Or sit down and talk about the price tag.

Unexpectedly, Yu Wen didn't even look at him, giving Zhou Taifu a feeling that it didn't matter whether he could give an answer or not, and this feeling made him very uncomfortable.

But he was the one asking for help, so he could only endure it.

"The job I do is quite special," Yu Wen said slowly. She leaned back in her chair and showed an extremely relaxed state. "Someone paid us to hire us as bodyguards. Of course," she added Said, "Not in places like our country, but in places where there is war, so some people call us mercenaries."

Her eyes gradually lost focus, as if she was caught in a long memory, "That place was very barren, and the only thing that attracted us was money, and we were willing to do anything for money." She paused, then lowered her head and repeated, " I'm talking about anything."

Zhou Taifu felt that the development of the matter was a bit biased, and he said in a trembling voice: "Miss Yu Yu, what exactly do you want to say?"

"It's nothing," Yu Wen reached out and brushed her hair from her temples.

But the strange thing is that this kind of action does not show any feminine beauty on her body, but is full of chills like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Whether it was the middle-aged man in the vest or the man beside him, both of them felt a chill in their hearts.

"I just think it's unfair," she raised her head, and that cold feeling appeared in her eyes again, and those dark eyes seemed to be able to swallow all the light.

"In the real world, wealth and power can allow you to do whatever you want, but please understand that this is a nightmare world. Everything you are proud of and show off in the real world is nothing here."

"If you want to survive here, you can only rely on this place." She bent her fingertips, tapped her head, and suddenly smiled, "This is why I like it here."

"Because there is fairness here that is not available outside." The next second after saying this, she sat upright, solemnly like a judge on the trial stage, "so please respect this place and its rules."

Room 407.

The girl in dinosaur pajamas huddled on the bed and shivered. The quilt completely wrapped her up, leaving only her two small eyes exposed.

"Sister Cheongsam," she said with a trembling voice, "that voice is still there, as if there is a wall between us."

The cheongsam woman's face was no longer calm. Just ten minutes ago, the dinosaur pajamas woman suddenly told her that she heard a strange friction sound.

This reminded her of the voices heard by the two people in room 405.

Could it be that thing changed the target?

She couldn't help but become nervous.

But if you calm down and think about it, it shouldn't be the case. If that thing really targets the 405 people, it usually won't change its target.

The only thing that made the cheongsam girl happy was that she hadn't heard the so-called friction sound yet.

In any case, we can no longer stay in Room 407. That thing has set its sights on this place, and there is a high probability that this ignorant dinosaur pajama girl will be the first victim tonight.

"Little sister," the cheongsam girl asked, "can you still hear that friction sound now?"

She is making final confirmations.

"Yeah," the dinosaur pajamas girl nodded repeatedly. She was obviously extremely frightened, "but it's not as obvious as before. The sound seems to have been moving."

She simulated the location of the friction sound with her fingers, and pointed along the wall to the area near the cheongsam girl.

"Sister," the dinosaur girl seemed to be about to cry, "that voice seems to be above your head."

"What?!"

The cheongsam girl raised her head sharply, but there was nothing on her head.

What's even scarier is that so far she hasn't heard any sound.

The night was as quiet as death in her ears.

She was thinking quickly in her mind, whether her judgment at the beginning was wrong. Hearing the friction sound was not a sign that ghosts would kill people, and those who didn't hear it would be the targets!

The more she thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.

The reason is simple. If the person who heard the friction sound is the target of the ghost mark, then the two people in room 405 should die first.

In other words, if the people in room 405 are already dead, then there should be no more deaths tonight. How could the friction sound come to them in vain?