"It's really too realistic. The poor man works overtime every day because of the high competition pressure in the company. He has no overtime pay. He is also jealous, suppressed and verbally ridiculed by his boss."

"Oh, if I were treated like this, I would almost commit suicide."

Zhang Feng nodded in agreement. After all, this kind of thing is really terrifying!

Moreover, I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, but the male protagonist in the story seems to be also named Zhang Feng.

The boy made similar remarks to Zhang Feng, but the girl ignored him and continued:

"Fortunately, the man was very strong-willed and did not want to commit suicide. He just made an agreement with his good friends A and B to drink together at home one day."

"The three of them got together and talked freely, and the wheat juice in their hands was almost finished."

"Finally... maybe to make the topic lighter, friend A said: Well, let's try to play something interesting.'"

"Interesting stuff? Zhang Feng looked at Friend A with some confusion. Friend A's face darkened, he raised his hands in front of his eyes and said: Do you remember some books with supernatural stories? I was in a book a while ago.

I saw an interesting psychic game above.”

"I've always wanted to try it. It just so happens that the three of us are here today. Let's try it together. Friend A said this with a happy expression."

"Hearing the topic of psychic games, Zhang Feng, who is not very bold in the first place, instinctively refused. But friend A couldn't bear it and kept saying "come and play, come and play" over and over again.

Three’s request.”

"In the end, Zhang Feng had no choice but to agree. At this time, friend A happily took out the prop he had prepared in advance - a small cracked mirror. Just as he was about to start, there was a knock on the door at the entrance.

Voice."

"Dong..."

"Dong dong dong..."

"Dong dong..."

"Dong dong dong——!"

"A heavy knock on the door came to my ears..."

At this time, the girl's words gradually became hazy, and the things in front of Aya suddenly changed.

A feeling of dizziness and confusion surrounded her heart, causing her to subconsciously close her eyes.

The sounds in her ears gradually dissipated, and Aya recovered a little. She opened her eyes little by little, but everything in front of her turned into a different scene.

Dong dong dong——

Dong Dong Dong——!

A heavy knock on the door broke into Aya's ears the moment she opened her eyes.

She started up and subconsciously looked up in the direction of the sound - it was a somewhat modern security door, but it didn't have a cat's eye on it.

"..."

Aya raised her hand and looked at it repeatedly, and found that her body was still so small and had not changed in any way.

"Okay~ It's actually in this form!" Zhang Feng looked at the picture on the screen with great interest.

Obviously, Aya was sucked into the strange story told by the girl just now.

What's more unfortunate is that even though people came in, they still used Aya's body... This meant that she still had no power to restrain a chicken.

"Well, this is the first time I've seen this. It's very weird. My suggestion is to search around first and don't rush into the weird things." Lao Wang casually took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.

Smoke flew into the air, and he felt a little more at ease.

Although the series of events just now cannot be said to be thrilling, they still made him a little excited. If he didn't calm down, he might make wrong judgments.

"Let's just say, calm down first, go to the kitchen to get a weapon, and then shake the drunk guy next to you awake, or first listen to what the friend who wants to play with supernatural things has to say." The fat sister gave the answer.

Specific suggestions.

After listening to the words of the three people, Aya blinked and glanced at the two men beside her.

Friend A has a bald head. He was awake and had a surprised expression on his face after hearing the knock on the door. Here, we can refer to him as the bald man.

The other person who fell asleep had a tattoo on his arm and had a very strong body. You can call him the tattooed man.

Dong Dong Dong, Dong Dong Dong!

Just as Aya looked at the two of them, the knock on the door suddenly became louder.

She trembled in shock, but said nothing.

She seemed very nervous, so nervous that she couldn't say a word.

She carefully pulled down the hem of her skirt and kept twirling her fingers, as if she was afraid that any disturbance would disturb her.

Aya was sitting on her knees on the huge soft sofa, twisting her body from time to time, trying to find a slightly more comfortable position, which seemed very cramped.

The knocking on the door never stopped. The bald man touched his shiny bald head and murmured curiously: "It's so late, who is knocking on the door?"

Yes, it's so late, who is knocking on the door, and knocking so hard.

You don't need to think about it to know that it is definitely not a normal thing.

Aya stayed where she was, with no intention of moving.

The bald man beside him frowned and said no more.

Aya didn't know what to do, so she had to follow the opinions of others and wanted to wake up the tattooed man who had fallen drunk.

But at this moment, when Aya turned to look at the tattooed man, she found that he had disappeared without knowing it.

At the same time, his voice came from the door of the house.

"Click click click."

I saw him turning the door handle and saying impatiently:

"Who is knocking on the door in the middle of the night? Is he sick?"

With a creak, the door opened.

But the next second, there was a sudden slamming of the door closing at the entrance.

"Bang!!!"

The sound was so loud that it was as if the door was being knocked against the door frame with all its strength.

A sound of that level cannot be achieved even by a normal man with all his strength.

After the sound rang out, the room fell into a dead silence.

Aya and the bald man sat in the living room and looked in the direction of the entrance without saying a word.

This uneasy silence lasted for a while.

Until the knock on the door rang again.

"Dong..."

"Dong dong..."

"Boom..."

"Dong dong...!"

"Okay, I didn't do anything at the beginning, one of them died." Zhang Feng said sarcastically.

Normal human beings would not open the door to a stranger without asking in the middle of the night. I can only say that Friend B’s death was not unjust.

With his mind, if he encountered another supernatural incident, his death would probably be even worse.

"What's going on?" This is the first time Aya speaks in the script.

"I don't know either, but I saw an article about urban legends a few days ago. It said that if you suddenly hear a knock on the door anywhere there is a door: Dong... Dong Dong... knock on the door.

, you must not open the door."

"If someone opens the door, that person will see something very horrific and then disappear completely from the world."

Aya looked at the bald man nervously.

I saw a scared look on her face.

The bald man suddenly laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, hey, how can such a story post that scares children be true? It's probably that guy who is playing tricks on us."

Tricky?

This is not a prank, but a real supernatural event.

As someone who has experienced this, Aya wants to remind the bald man that what lies ahead is hell, not a joke between friends.

If you go there rashly, you will die immediately.

Aya smiled awkwardly, and friend A also stood up and said:

"Interesting, I want to see what kind of fruits he sells in this gourd."

"You're still far from perfecting me."
To be continued...