As darkness fell, a feeling called panic spread in the hearts of most of the guests. They looked around vigilantly and quickly leaned toward their companions, looking for comfort.
Darkness is not scary, nor is a power outage.
What's scary is a sudden power outage in a hotel rumored to be haunted.
Who can be spared without getting hairy?
"God!"
"You said it couldn't be..."
"Damn it, shut up!"
The noise grew louder and louder, as if the ceiling was being pushed open.
"Crack!"
At the door, Chu Heng, who was about to take his partner to rest in the room, frowned and took out a lighter and lit it. The orange flame was like a bean, illuminating only a small area, but it gave people an inexplicable sense of security.
The female companion immediately moved closer to him and clung to him.
Seeing this, other people with lighters followed suit and took out their lighters one after another. Soon, little by little firelight lit up in the banquet hall. The dim firelight illuminated the faces with different expressions, like individual stars.
The head was floating in the air, and the scene looked very strange.
But the little bits of light also made everyone calm down a little.
"Quiet, please be quiet!"
At this time, the hotel owner Mas, who was holding a candlestick in his hand, stepped onto the podium with a gloomy face and his eyebrows almost twisted into knots. He loudly comforted the messy guests: "Please don't panic, it's just electricity."
There are just some problems with the system, I have sent someone to repair it, and it will be fine soon."
Immediately afterwards, the door of the banquet hall was pushed open, and several hotel employees with flashlights walked over quickly. Under the illumination of these beams of light, the environment in the venue was finally no longer so dark, but the noise was still there.
.
"Master Chu."
With the help of the light, Cen Hao found Chu Heng, quickly came to his side, and whispered with a serious face: "There are a few people in the house who are not right. I feel that this power outage is caused by them. Do you want me to go?"
Deal with it?"
"Don't mess around, go and call Chrissy, let's leave quickly and ignore this noisy business." Chu Heng immediately ordered with a stern face.
"good."
After hearing this, Cen Hao nodded and walked toward the muttering crowd gathered not far away.
"Bang!"
He had just walked over a few steps when the door to the banquet hall that had been opened when the hotel staff came in suddenly slammed shut. The huge sound was extremely harsh in this dim environment. Chu Heng, who was standing not far from the door, jumped in fright.
, the female companion next to him also trembled and jumped directly on him.
The other guests were also frightened, and screams instantly erupted in the venue.
A waiter with a flashlight shone the light in the next moment, and saw a series of dark red handprints slowly emerging on the door.
"ah!"
The waiter's hands trembled with fear, he dropped the flashlight on the ground, turned around and ran towards the crowd.
"Oh my God."
"What is that?"
"Blood! That's blood!"
"This place is indeed haunted!"
Some guests discovered this strange scene and were immediately frightened. They started shouting and making the banquet hall, which had been quiet for a while, become chaotic again.
Chu Heng, who had long been convinced that the hotel was haunted by someone, did not panic when he saw this scene, but still pulled his female companion away from the door.
"Damn it!"
Mas looked fiercely at the door with a series of bloody fingerprints on it, his face turned black, he gritted his teeth and walked over with a flashlight to take a closer look, as if he was not afraid at all.
It was not that he knew that someone was causing trouble, he even believed that the hotel was haunted.
But compared with poverty, ghosts were not so scary in his mind.
After all, with things like this now, the Roosevelt Hotel, which is already suffering from poor business, will not have any guests dare to come. Moreover, even if he wants to sell the hotel, he probably won't be able to sell it at a high price, and he will lose money.
??????????.??????
When he thought of this, Mas felt heartbroken beyond measure. It doesn't matter whether you are a ghost or not. You must be found and killed!
He took off the cross he had specially requested from the Vatican around his neck and walked toward the door menacingly.
"Tap tap tap..."
As he got closer and closer to the door, footsteps gradually entered the banquet hall, accompanied by bursts of whispers.
"What sound?"
Soon the sound got louder and louder, and other guests heard it too, their faces all changed, and they all heard the legend about the late star Montgomery.
Weird footsteps, whispers...
"Montgomery! It's him! It must be him!"
"This place is indeed haunted!"
"Mom!"
"I want to get out of here!"
Many people fell into panic and gathered together tremblingly.
"Oh."
Chu Heng sneered, hugged the trembling female companion in his arms, and looked at the door with interest, wanting to see which song was going to be sung next.
"Fake!"
Mas came to the door at this time. Hearing the sound coming from outside the door, he became even more annoyed and kicked the door open hard.
All of a sudden.
The footsteps and whispers disappeared without a trace, as if the ghosts had been frightened away.
This change made Mas more courageous. He stepped out of the banquet hall, stood in the corridor and roared: "Come out! Montgomery! You damn guy, you have the ability to fight me like a man!"
"Get out!"
He roared again and again, but got no response.
"This old man is quite fierce!"
When Chu Heng saw this, he couldn't help but feel happy. From Mas's words, he had already guessed that this guy believed that there was a ghost in the hotel, but the other person didn't show any fear at all.
He is a cruel person.
"Master Chu."
Cen Hao came over with Chrissy who was so frightened that his face was as white as a sheet of paper, and asked, "Are you leaving now?"
"We don't know what's going on outside yet, let's wait a little longer." Chu Heng glanced at the helpless and furious Mas who was holding a cross at the door.
"Chu, what's going on here? Is there really a ghost?" Chrissie came over cautiously and took Chu Heng's arm, feeling instantly safer.
"Maybe." Chu Heng smiled noncommittally and had no intention of telling this guy his guess to avoid causing more trouble.
Chrissie's expression changed, and she looked around nervously and said, "Then you should be able to deal with ghosts, right?"
"Don't panic, just stand by my side, it'll be fine." Old God Chu Heng said calmly.
"Ah~ah~I can't go back, I can't go back~"
As soon as he finished speaking, singing came from the corridor again.
"Monroe, this is Monroe's singing voice!"
The female companion in Chu Heng's arms trembled. Chrissy's legs also became weak and she quickly leaned closer to Chu Heng.
There were also screams in the field.
"Damn it, even you bitch dares to cause trouble!"
Mas was standing outside the door with a dark face, listening to singing coming from all directions and not knowing which way to go.
"call!"
At this moment, a pale shadow flew in from the gate, instantly causing even more intense panic, and some timid people fainted on the spot.
Then I saw the white shadow rushing towards Chu Heng who was standing not far away.
Chu Heng, who was watching the excitement, didn't expect this. It was too late to hide. He subconsciously raised his hand, and a fire dragon spurted out from his palm and rushed towards Bai Ying.
