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Chapter 227 disappearance

Under the persuasion of the stonemason, Ew Nian silently put away the light yellow chewing gum.

Li Ang, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but wipe his forehead, patted his chest, and said fearfully: "Young people nowadays are so terrifying. They took out such weapons of mass destruction at a disagreement. I wasn't so impulsive when I was fighting guerrilla in Africa."

Dong Fengpo couldn't help but ask, "Brother, have you ever gone to Africa to fight guerrillas?"

"yes."

Li Ang nodded and said, "I'll go to the talent market to recruit,

They said it is good for workers to work as mercenaries during summer vacation. The company has a formal labor dispatch contract and has also handled high-value accident insurance.

You can go to the battlefield with an AK. You can give 8,000 yuan a day and 800 high-temperature subsidies. You will never be vague in transferring money on the same day.

Going to work is as happy as eating chicken.

I went there and found that both sides were compatriots who worked as summer workers on the battlefield. We fired in a tacit understanding. After a day, no one died and there was still money to get it.

Isn’t the summer vacation almost over? I’m back.”

""

Dong Fengpo was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that Li Ang was nonsense. He looked at him with a painful look, and said nothing. He turned around and searched the hall with the stonemason and others.

The stonemason picked the flower-shaped wall lamp from the wall, turned on the light bulb, and said, "The living room itself has a long history of at least a hundred years.

Although wall lights use wires to transmit power, most of these wires buried in the wall have become aged and the structure is quite primitive.

Don't use tungsten incandescent lamps, at least we can assume that the last time the house was inhabited was in the early twentieth century."

The reason why it is said to be a hypothesis is that everyone cannot be sure whether the background setting of this script world is similar to that of the earth. If this is in a different world, then all special situations are possible.

"With electricity, it proves that there is power."

Ew Wunian said coldly: "Maybe we can follow the wires and go to places like the power room to see if there are so-called abnormal organs there."

Crack, Crack.

The clear shutter sounded, and Evil Wunian and the stonemason turned their heads and saw the forest cat holding a brand new Polaroid camera (a traditional camera that quickly imaged can be printed immediately after taking a photo), standing in the corner of the living room for taking pictures.

In an environment where all electronic devices fail, PLA can work normally.

The forest cat took photos on his own, passing all the printed photos in front of him and put them in his pocket hanging around his waist.

This Polaroid is not an ordinary camera, but an excellent and quality equipment called [Divine Polaroid]

You can take photos with prophetic nature. If an abnormal event occurs in the scene in the photo within ten minutes, the camera will blur the future picture in advance in the form of prophecy.

[Divine and Polaroid] helped forest cats overcome many extremely dangerous difficulties, but their notes were a very inexplicable line of small words: The realm of photography, you who are only good at playing with equipment will never understand.

I don't know what it means.

The forest cat noticed the gaze of his teammates, raised his head, shook his light golden shawl hair, and smiled calmly, saying to them: "Don't worry about me, you can continue."

Ew Wunian and the stonemason continued to study the wall lights, while Dong Fengpo held a very heavy flashlight and searched towards the dark corridor on the second floor above the steps.

Li Ang went up and looked like a curious baby, "Brother Feng, what are you looking at?"

"Don't call me Brother Feng? It feels weird."

Dongfeng's face flashed with an ache again, and he hugged his chin towards the dark corridor. "I saw that the rooms on both sides of the corridor did not have them. The structure and shape of the door panels there were none of them repetitive."

"Um?"

Li Ang narrowed his eyes and observed carefully for a while. He found that just like Dong Fengpo said, the structure on the second floor was quite strange.

The door panels on both sides of the corridor vary in shape, color and size, and they are extremely incompatible when put together.

Not only the room, but the corridor itself is also abnormal. There are some steps that suddenly appear on the corridor that should be flat.

There are also antique wooden floors or one or two inexplicable glass windows on the ceiling of the corridor.

"The structure of the second floor corridor is so chaotic, like countless rooms are spliced ​​together."

Dong Fengpo frowned tightly, "Is it because the owner of the house deliberately designed it like this at the beginning of construction? Or is it caused by the abnormal organs in the mansion?"

"The owner of the house should be the oil painting hanging deep in the living room. The oil paintings of men and women hanging on the walls must be descendants of the owner of the mansion.

This used to be a noble family with a large population."

Li Ang said calmly: "But I just checked the oil picture frame and didn't find the last name or family name from it. If you want to get more clues, you still have to go up and search it yourself."

"Um."

Dong Feng nodded, turned his head and looked at the Eze Wumian and the stonemason on the steps below, but found that the two men disappeared quietly, together with the forest cat that should be in the corner of the living room.

What's going on?! When?!

Dongfeng's hairs suddenly stood up one by one after another. The three of them were all powerful people above lv10, with relatively luxurious equipment and skills.

Not to mention a mere mansion, even if the boss of the ordinary script came in person, it would be impossible to kill the three of them in a silent and instantaneous manner.

"Brother Li"

Dong Fengpo seemed to realize something and looked back quickly, but there were no traces of living people around him!

The lv11 named Li Risheng disappeared beside him!!

Dong Fengpo immediately tensed his body and took the most powerful offensive equipment he had in the appearance stage from the backpack bar.

A powerful baseball bat of rare quality, with the active special effect of "strike a perfect home run that can easily knock lighter enemies away".

Dong Fengpo gently placed the heavy flashlight on the ground, held the solid baseball bat made of metal with both hands, and did not dare to approach the wall anymore. He could only shrank up and waited carefully for the abnormality to appear.

breathe.

In the hall, he is the only one left. Your breathing sound is quiet around you, and the needles can be heard.

Sizzle

The wall lights flickered and emitted radio noises, gradually turning from the warm and soft yellow light to darken, becoming red, dark red, scarlet.

In the dark environment, Dong Feng's pupils continued to expand. He saw the hand-woven carpet spread on the living room floor, which inexplicably slowly arched up and gradually deformed.
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