My House of Horrors

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

I Fix Air-Conditioner · Horror

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1215 Chs

Even the Shadow Is in the Shape of Love

Editor: Millman97

Seeing how Chen Ge took out the walkie-talkie from his pocket like magic, the other half of Manager Huang's words were stuck in his throat.

"You're a police officer‽" His reaction was one beat slower.

When he realized the situation was getting out of hand, Chen Ge already received the reply from Team 1's leader, Lee Zheng. "Hang in there! We're coming!"

There were rushing footsteps echoing up the stairs. Team 1 was not far away!

Manager Huang's face fell. When he created his own ghost stories, there were victims who tried to call the police as well, but there would be a process of taking out their phone and calling the police. However, Chen Ge pulled a walkie-talkie out of his chest pocket without warning. Plus, Manager Huang did not get the feeling of a cop from Chen Ge!

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