"Five years ago...that person...could it be Yu Fei?"
When he was in the bus company building before, Chen Feng briefly talked to himself about the situation of the association.
"Five years ago, Yu Fei betrayed the association, and then the association banned members from approaching the eastern suburbs. Obviously there was someone they didn't want to provoke, and that person should be Yu Fei. I don't know that five years ago, Yu Fei
What on earth did he do to make No. 9 talk like this?"
"Stop talking, we'll be here soon."
No. 10, who had been silent there, glanced at No. 9, as if scolding him for talking nonsense.
Number 9 turned his face away, as if he didn't see Number 10's gaze.
"It's best not to run around. Those people outside are really not normal."
No. 10's voice was deep and without any fluctuation, and his frosty eyes made no one feel any warmth at all.
"Creak——"
When the elevator door opened, Chu Ping did not expect what he saw.
In front of you is a long corridor, which is different from the places where weird things have been before. The corridor here is not as dark as other places. Instead, it is brightly lit, like daylight.
Chu Ping couldn't believe his eyes, so he looked at the display screen on the elevator again and confirmed that the number displayed on it was "31".
"Don't look, the acting president and others are waiting in front."
Standing behind Chu Ping, No. 9 looked at Chu Ping's expression and seemed to guess what he was thinking, so he spoke to urge him.
Number 10, who was the first to go out, also stopped at this time and turned to look at Chu Ping. The dark evil ghost mask made Chu Ping feel uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart.
"Stop talking nonsense and follow me closely."
No. 10 turned around and continued to move forward, but Chu Ping followed him with a confused look on his face.
At this time, No. 9 also followed, hurriedly ran to No. 10, whispered a few words to him, and left on his own.
"Why is he going?"
From the conversation between No. 9 and No. 10, Chu Ping knew that No. 9 should have been the one to introduce him to the Weird Tales Association. However, for some reasons, No. 9 did not carry out the order of the acting president.
Now the scene where No. 10 and No. 9 go to pick up Chu Ping together.
Knowing that No. 9 had little thoughts about him, Chu Ping was so concerned when he saw No. 9 leaving on his own.
"He went to do his own thing, don't worry about him, just follow me."
Chu Ping looked at the direction where No. 9 left with some doubts. It was clearly not the entrance to the elevator, but No. 9 walked straight towards it.
"Is there another exit?"
Chu Ping secretly memorized the route before following No. 10's footsteps.
The corridor is very long, and the doors on both sides are closed.
"Creak——"
Just when Chu Ping was wondering who lived in the room, the door he just passed by suddenly cracked a gap.
A scarlet eye appeared from the crack in the door, and then stared at Chu Ping, as if looking at a delicious meal.
"Jie Jie Jie, it's time to have a big dinner."
The eyes in the crack of the door couldn't hide their excitement, and a hoarse sound like fingernails scraping against the glass came from the other side of the door.
Then a dry, thin black arm stretched out from the crack in the door, as if trying to grab Chu Ping's hand.
Chu Ping quickened his pace and came to No. 10. The arm stretched out from the crack in the door stopped. Then the door closed, but at the last moment when the door closed, Chu Ping clearly saw the arm behind the door.
The owner of scarlet eyes.
Thin, short, and unkempt, his head was looking at Chu Ping at a strange angle, and the corners of his mouth were raised, showing a strange arc.
"Bang--"
The door was closed, and the owner of the scarlet eyes was isolated in the room.
"What the hell is that?"
Chu Ping looked at the door behind him with lingering fear. What was inside the door just now shocked Chu Ping too much.
"There are some things you don't need to know yet."
Number 10's voice was still so cold.
Chu Ping didn't get an answer from No. 10, so he didn't speak again. Instead, he followed No. 10 quietly, glancing behind him from time to time.
"Why did he say he was going to have a big dinner?"
Chu Ping frowned, as if he had thought of something.
"Could it be me who's having the big dinner?"
Chu Ping turned his head and looked behind him again. He always felt that there was always a scarlet eye looking at him behind the door, as if it was a diner waiting for a feast.
Just when Chu Ping was still paying attention to the scarlet eye behind him, No. 10, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, causing Chu Ping to almost bump into him.
Before Chu Ping could speak, he saw another man in black robe walking across from No. 10, with the word "seven" embroidered on his chest.
Looking up, No. 7's appearance was clearly visible. A scar ran diagonally across the entire cheek from the right eyelid. Dark red flesh could be vaguely seen at the wound.
Chu Ping instantly noticed something strange.
"He's not wearing a mask?"
Just when Chu Ping looked at No. 7, No. 7 also happened to look at him.
"No. 7, you're blocking the road."
Number 10's voice was still so cold.
No. 7 ignored No. 10 and walked towards Chu Ping.
"This mask is quite interesting. Let me see what kind of face is hidden under the mask."
As he spoke, No. 7 had already taken three or two steps towards here. From the remaining distance, he could grab the mask on Chu Ping's face with just a little stretch of his hand.
Chu Pingyuan was already ready to throw out the red background photo in his hand, but at this moment, a black figure suddenly stood in front of No. 7.
"Don't think that everyone is the same as you. He is the person the acting president wants. You'd better not have any ideas about him."
This was the first time since Chu Ping met No. 10 that his eyes were filled with murderous intent, as if No. 7 dared to take off Chu Ping's mask, he would immediately vent all his anger on No. 7.
No. 7 did not show any weakness. The scar across his entire cheek was like a snake, slowly swimming on his face.
Chu Ping got goosebumps watching this scene.
Scar disappeared, and immediately a layer of faint red blood mist appeared behind No. 7, and then condensed into a strange human head.
"Jie Jie Jie - you are finally going to attack him. I have long disliked him, but as we speak, the weirdness in his body belongs to me."
The condensed heads were smiling strangely in mid-air.
"The two of them had a grudge before?"
Chu Ping took two steps back slightly, in case the two of them really started fighting and he would suffer misfortune.
Chu Ping, who was hiding his figure, secretly glanced at the strange light red creature behind No. 7.
"Another one in red? But I feel like the aura on his body is not as good as Sister Jiang's."
Seeing this, Chu Ping gained confidence. Even if Lou Bin and Atou couldn't stop each other, at least he still had Jiang Qing.
Chu Ping's eyes fell on No. 10. According to his guess, there should be a strange existence on No. 10, but Chu Ping didn't know what the strength of the red-clothed No. 10 was.
"When the time comes, I'll give them a fisherman's profit."