Nightmare Apostle

"A malicious incident has occurred at our city hospital, a patient has taken medical staff hostage, and is now in a standoff with the police..." Yang Xiao turned off the TV, and the next second, a call came through, "Son, release the doctor now. There are police all around; you can't escape!" As if to prove the woman's words, the police sirens outside grew louder one after another, and there was also movement in the hallway. "It's fake, all fake. This is the Nightmare World. Otherwise, why would your call still come through after I cut the phone line?" Yang Xiao glared at the fallen phone line, his face twisted ferociously.

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Chapter 227: The Blood Handprint

Yang Xiao had no task that night, but in order to support Li Qingxuan who was undertaking a task on the sixth floor, he waited until nearly midnight. Finally, he heard the sound of a door opening outside, followed by footsteps quickly moving in the opposite direction and fading away.

"Phew—" Yang Xiao exhaled with relief. He glanced at the old wall clock and understood that Li Qingxuan had survived the night. However, fearing the arrival of the Ball-slapping Ghost after midnight, Li Qingxuan hurried back, not daring to meet him here.

Because of the shadow of Old Lady Wu, Yang Xiao dared not sleep in the bedroom. He grabbed a thick quilt and reluctantly lay down on the sofa, making sure to turn on all the lights in the room.

Time passed and Yang Xiao's thoughts grew increasingly blurry. At last, with a wave of irresistible drowsiness, his head tilted, and he fell into a deep sleep.

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