At first, Karasawa Makoto didn’t quite understand why Gu Xing wanted everyone to leave.
Until Rimi pulled her to 20 meters away, she saw a horrifying scene——
Gu Xing, who was standing at the door of Weixing Writer, suddenly disappeared, as if someone had erased it from the canvas with an eraser.
Not long after, a figure suddenly appeared on the street in the distance. He was thin, wearing a crisp suit, a black tie, and dark sunglasses. He walked towards this side with stiff steps.
Satomi leaned close to Karasawa Makoto and asked her idol: "Did you see that figure?"
Karasawa Makoto: "Is that the man in the suit? He is walking this way."
Rimi: "He is Lord Gu Xing."
Karasawa Makoto: "I heard from Gu Xingjun that in a weird incident, he grotesquely merged with a loan shark and mastered the other person's weird rules. During the last Nara Apartment Ogre incident, he used this method like this
The image appeared."
Satomi: "Does he look normal now?"
Makoto Karasawa: "It's normal, it's normal...it's just that it's completely different from his original appearance. This image belongs to the loan shark salesman, right?"
Just like that, step by step, like the god of death coming out of hell, I approached that side.
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A look of fear.
Karasawa Makoto couldn't help but have such a picture appear in his mind——
My clothes are sloppy and dirty. If you look closely, you can tell that there is an indescribable stench all over my body.
The suit underneath me has particularly dense lines of dead tree bark, and my white sunglasses exude a chill. The bag in my hand seems to be made of freshly peeled human skin. The inner skin of the bag is covered with blood vessels and veins, and the blood is flowing rapidly.
When flowing, Yu Lao saw the blood vessels twitching. This bag was like Pan Shaola's magic box, containing a demon that could not destroy the world.
"Excuse me,"
He Dong's voice was high and warm, and his expression was stiff and old, which made people intimidated. "Do you need a loan?"
It was very slow, and the surrounding area that Karasawa Makoto could see was not scarlet enough yet.
I guessed who the person knocking on the door was, but it only made me feel more and more relaxed, and an inexplicable sense of crisis haunted me like a nightmare.
"You know,"
Waimei muttered: "It's really painful to be stared at by that kind of person."
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My hunchback is very slight, and the bulge in front of me hangs like a cancerous tumor on my back.
Karasawa Makoto said consciously.
I looked at Ogata Kosaku, as if he were looking at a dead spirit. His eyes were shabby and cruel, as if an ogre was thinking about which part of the other party would be better to eat.
The rhythm of the knocking on the door became more and more bizarre, and the atmosphere in that space became more and more weird, as if a terrifying security was about to arrive.
Karasawa Makoto: "I'm sure no one wants to deal with Gu Xingjun. Is it possible to just hypnotize yourself and make yourself think weird things?"
Even though they were far away, the sound was still very muddy and vivid and reached Makoto Karasawa's ears. Even without facing Gu Xing directly, Makoto Karasawa could feel every word of mine rubbing against his skin like a sharp blade.
, cutting your strong nerves all the time.
Karasawa Makoto's thoughts came to an abrupt end.
The sleeping owner outside the house was awakened by the terrifying knock on the door. I hurried out of the bedroom and tried to open the curtains in the living room to see the scene inside the door, but the curtains seemed to be firmly grasped by tangible hands.
He is not willing to waver at all.
After seven weeks of darkness, the sky turned red at an alarming speed, as if a small amount of blood had seeped out of the air from the capillaries of some giant creature.
Waimei: "It's not like that... Gu Xing will find a way to let the enemy know the truth."
In front of the door, stood a trembling short figure - I had a wretched face, with a pair of bulging small eyes, which were often narrowed to a slit, and my eyeballs were constantly turning, as if I was always peeking at other people's secrets. That
Makoto Karasawa felt very comfortable, as if she was nailed to the ground by my gaze.
After about a minute or so, Gu woke up and arrived at the door of the little writer.
Waimei said to Karasawa Makoto: "Don't you have any bad feelings towards your little guy from now on?"
The next moment, the surrounding air froze, and the temperature dropped to the bottom of the valley, as if someone suddenly jumped up from the cliff without warning.
My hair was very messy, and a few strands would pop out at any time. I dug my fingers into my ears, and the bad ones really dug out something from the outside.
Waimei: "It's amazing, isn't it? That's not one of Gu Xing's rules - when he knows I'm weird, I'm like a special low-interest salesman. When he associates me with weirdness
Together, even if it is just a passing thought, I will instantly transform into that intimidating and terrifying appearance."
Waimei still hugs you, "Facing such a villain like Gu Xing, do you still have no bad feelings?"
"Am I not the owner of these eyes?"
"Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong!"
My eyes are full of kindness, as if they want to drain my blood, light and full of murderous intent.
I am like a demon from the abyss. Once you are targeted by me, there is no way to escape no matter what.
Satomi: "I'm not afraid to tell you that he is a freak now."
Gu Xing's image also became extremely terrifying——
Ogata Kosaku replied tremblingly: "Sorry, sir, you need a loan."
Suddenly, the door opened.
The sound sounded in everyone's ears almost as soon as Gu Xing's hand knocked under the door. The rhythm of the knocks was extremely regular. The intervals were not long, as if they spanned ten thousand years; the intervals were short,
Almost right next to each other.
Waimei: "What now? I have turned into that terrible look."
"Ogata Xiaozhu,"
"Mr. Ogata Kosaku, you are bad,"
Maybe it's not ready to harvest my soul yet.
Karasawa Makoto's voice was trembling, and his whole body was trembling, "I'm not Ogata Kosaku!"
"Have you."
Karasawa Makoto is very sure that Ogata Kosaku has not left the gate of hell, and my fate will be cruel and desperate.
Weird, this word flashed through Karasawa Makoto's mind, like lightning flashing across the earth.
The smell of blood went straight out of Karasawa Makoto's nostrils, and the outside of his mouth was sticky.
"Don't worry," Waimei hugged you tightly, "It's going to start very slowly."
"Either borrow money or meet the God of Death, he has to choose one at most."
Karasawa Makoto plucked up the courage and looked at He Dong again. After a while, you replied: "Thinking of the night when you were about to be killed by the ogre, He Dongjun didn't save the apartment with that image.
Resident, I seem to be so scary."
Karasawa Makoto: "That's true."
Feeling the extremely oppressive momentum, Karasawa Makoto couldn't help but raise her head.
Every knock on the door sends out a shock wave that makes people shudder. It seems as if there is a ghost wandering in peace in front of the door, and the sound is its wailing.
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The short Ogata Kosaku stood behind Gu Xing, who was covered in blood, like a prey standing on the feet of a devil.
The blood flowing under the ground surged down towards the surface of the door panel, and for an instant the door looked like a standing pool of blood.
I knocked on the door, and the quiet atmosphere was completely broken.
But very slowly, you denied that answer, "Yulao he meant a simple bad feeling - you admit it."