Apartment 2.

The young man named Jiao Tailang stood with his back against the wall, standing in the living room, holding a sharp knife that shone with cold light in his hand.

A pair of eyes looked around warily.

The lights in the living room were all turned on, and she was still holding a flashlight in her left hand. Although the battery was not enough, it was still useful if she tapped it.

"Noisy—"

"Noisy—"

He shuddered as he heard the sound.

coming.

That voice is coming again!

This matter should start from half an hour ago. At that time, Jiao Tailang had just arrived in his room. He was Room 404 in Apartment 2.

Unlike most people, he is very satisfied with this room number.

Before studying abroad, he had just returned to China not long ago. He usually likes to write supernatural novels, so he clearly knows how much the 404 three numbers are for monsters and monsters.

He still had the illusion that he had stabilized.

After checking the room, he cleared the door of the bedroom and bathroom, and prepared to deal with it until dawn in the living room.

But just as he was about to lie down on the sofa, take a break, and catch his breath, suddenly there was a slow knock on the door.

Not a moment.

It's a while.

Very slow, very slow, but every time it hits his heart, it feels like a blunt knife is cutting meat.

He immediately sat up.

When he came, he observed in the corridor, it was rather dilapidated, and many of the room doors were posted with signs for rent.

Moreover, these leasing enlightenments are also very old, it seems that it should be a long time.

I haven't seen any neighbors nearby, except for Guan Yuning in Room 409 on the same floor as him.

That was a poor-spoken, relatively dull girl. After nodding at him, she opened the door and entered her room.

He didn't think it would be her who knocked on the door.

He tiptoedly walked to the door and glanced out quickly through the cat's eye on the door. The moment he brought his eyes to the cat's eye, the knock on the door suddenly stopped.

There was nothing outside, only the lease enlightenment on the opposite door was flapping the door panel back and forth in the night breeze, like a dying white butterfly.

nobody......

Jiao swallowed too much, and immediately distanced himself from the door, so that he would not be so stupid as to open the door to see what was outside.

After all, the scope of the cat's eye is limited, and people hiding on the sides or behind the door are blind spots.

Or... this guest is standing outside the door.

It's just that I can't see it with my naked eyes.

It is useless to think too much, and it will only make him think about it, and he continues to back off.

When I stepped back and passed the kitchen, I pulled out a sharp knife, which may not be useful for those things, but at least it can comfort myself.

Just after his breathing was adjusted again, the strange knock on the door came again.

Jiao Tailang's eyes shrank sharply into a slit.

He didn't look up again, but mechanically turned his neck and looked behind him. Behind him is the bedroom.

The bedroom door was closed, and the knock on the door... from inside!

Someone stood behind the bedroom door and knocked on the door.

No, it wasn't a knock, but... something sharp was scraping, the sound was so sharp, it seemed to pierce the eardrum.

"Noisy—"

"Noisy—"

......

The rhythm is the same as the previous one, slow, pulling an uncomfortable ending, very weird.

It was like someone, holding a rusty knife, behind the bedroom door just one door away from him, scratching the door with the tip of the knife.

The images in his mind can't help but make his face change drastically.

The bedroom door is different from the room door. It looks very fragile. More importantly, it is not locked, which means that things in the bedroom can come out at any time.

Just when he realized this, the scratching sound in the bedroom suddenly disappeared, and then, Jiao Tailang clearly saw that the door handle turned.

"Click."

The body reacted before the brain, he immediately rushed to the bedroom door, grabbed the doorknob, and pulled it towards him.

At the same time, use the key inserted in the lock hole of the bedroom door to lock the door.

After doing all this, the air seemed to freeze, and he didn't even dare to blink his eyes.

Until... the sound in the bedroom finally disappeared.

Panting heavily, he staggered back, and finally sat down on the sofa.

Shaking hands, he grabbed the mineral water that he had taken out of the refrigerator and twisted it several times before unscrewing the bottle cap.

Just as he was about to take a drink and was shocked, the weird rubbing sound rang again.

Jiao Tailang was stunned all at once.

The sound...under the sofa.

Slowly and slowly leaned forward, he looked tremblingly and looked down at his feet. A cyan hand stretched out from under the sofa, and his sharp nails rubbed against the floor, leaving 5 scratches.

The next second, he grabbed his foot.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

......

"..."

After listening to someone's narration, the crowd gathered in the lobby of Building 1 fell silent. They sat around an abandoned wooden table.

The wooden table was lame with a leg, and it was cushioned with a few stones.

Except for dust, there was nothing on the tabletop, only one hand was thrown on it.

"So..." The fat man stared at that hand, swallowed later, and looked at Jiao Tailang who was very excited.

"At that time, this hand suddenly stretched out from under the sofa, and then grabbed my foot. It was terrified at the time, and there was no time to react, so I was cruel." Jiao Tailang said emotionally.

"You dropped your hand when you were cruel?" The student Chu Jiu's voice changed in horror.

"That's not the case, I just gave it a knife in a hurry." Jiao Tailang explained.

"Where's the knife?" Liu Guo looked more mature than the others, and considered questions more comprehensively.

"Oh, here." Jiao Tailang stretched out his hand and took out from his waist. "Fat brother," he said to the fat man with his neck stretched to his side, "Thank you for a moment."

The fat man took a few steps back.

Then ~lightnovelpub.net~ In everyone's shocked eyes, Jiao Tailang took out a big knife close to 30 cm from his pants, the front end was very pointed.

She should be worried about hurting herself, so both sides were wrapped in paper shells, and then wrapped with thick tape, only the hands were exposed.

Jiang Cheng first glanced at the knife, then looked at Jiao Tailang, and said, "Brother, you can fit it in your pants."

"It's okay," Jiao Tailang replied.

After passing the knife around, everyone's attention returned to the severed hand, which was not a human hand, at least not a living human hand.

It's the kind of cheap rubber leather feel.

The nails are very long, and the front end is sharp like a knife. The nails are covered with various patterns, and there are small ornaments such as stars and moons glued on.

"It seems...it's a nail art?" Wei Jinting stepped forward and touched it, grinned, and looked up: "Hey, don't you say it's pretty good-looking."

But after discovering that Jiao Tailang, who was carrying the knife, looked at his eyes not very friendly, he cleverly retracted his claws.