Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
“Su Mo should still be alive. There’s no sign of fighting here. He and the woman might have escaped from another exit like the window.” Brother Xiong knew that was improbable, but since they hadn’t seen Su Mo’s body, they had to focus on the positive.
Old Sao shook his head. “At this place, anything unimaginable is possible. Everything is heading towards a direction none of us wants.” Old Sao’s heart raced harder than normal. He could sense the appearance of danger, but the feeling was constant. He had no idea where the danger would come from.
“Li San Hospital is so different from the house I entered last night.” Old Sao hesitated before he turned to Lee Ding and Brother Xiong. “I didn’t expect this to happen. This is my fault.”
“Don’t focus on that for now.” Brother Xiong grabbed Old Sao by his arm, “Your phone has been vibrating. Aren’t you going to answer it?”
“Someone replied to my online post. The people outside are very interested in what we’re experiencing here.” Old Sao picked out his phone, clicked open the post, and showed it to his friends. Seeing the content, Brother Xiong and Lee Ding’s faces paled. “These people are so weird!”
“Hmm?” Old Sao glanced at his screen. The first reply was a troll message, “The four of you will die in the hospital. You will be chopped into pieces and put into my new cans.”
“There are many replies like this. Don’t mind it.” Old Sao was already immune to such comments.
“But he knows there are four of us. You didn’t reveal that information before!” Lee Ding entered Old Sao’s profile backstage. His phone kept vibrating because the person who posted that comment kept private messaging Old Sao. Lee Ding allowed the messages to come through, and he saw some blurred images and words.
“The four of you will die in different rooms. I’ll turn you into mutes and deafs. You’ll be turned into toys to satisfy the curiosity of my eccentric customers.”
The private messages kept coming. They included images of the hospital’s seventh floor, the complicated corridor, and finally, the corridor they had j
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