The middle-aged man obviously had no intention of answering Chen Ge's question. In his opinion, Chen Ge was just a new student who didn't know what the world was up to.
"You talk so much!"
The raised wooden chair hit Chen Ge's shoulder. The middle-aged man did not want to leave any obvious scars on Chen Ge. They were experienced and knew how to hit someone in the most painful way without leaving any traces.
"Bang!"
The chair hit the corridor wall, and Chen Ge narrowly avoided it.
"You still dare to resist?" The scars on the middle-aged man's face began to twist, and several companions behind him also walked towards this direction.
"When I came, someone had already told the teacher that they would be here soon." No one believed Chen Ge's words. His body was trembling, his eyes were wandering, and all the details told everyone here that he was lying.
scared.
"Do you believe what you said?" The middle-aged man dragged the chair towards Chen Ge again. Chen Ge feinted backwards, spotted the gap, and ran deeper into the warehouse area.
The further they walked, the more desolate they became. No one thought that Chen Ge would seek his own death, so their reaction was a little slower.
By the time they realized it, Chen Ge had already fled several meters away.
"Look, this kid is so scared that he can't even tell the direction." The middle-aged man and several other men who came out of the warehouse looked at each other, and bloodshot streaks appeared in their pupils.
"Hurry up and chase him! Don't let him run away!" Several students in Chen Ge's class haven't figured out the situation yet, and they still want to teach Chen Ge a lesson.
Those lonely ghosts outside the school did not leave immediately, as if they wanted to make Chen Ge run further.
"Don't worry, he can't run away." An old man on the edge of the crowd licked his lips, swallowed, and stretched out a finger to the other people: "I want a share, and you guys will share the rest equally."
"Old man, half a point is enough for you." The middle-aged man threw the wooden chair in front of several students: "You guys stay here, it's very dangerous deep in the corridor, and we don't know how much is hidden in there that doesn't belong here.
People from school.”
Seeing that Chen Ge was about to disappear from sight, the alien monsters that did not belong to the ghost school gave chase.
They deliberately kept a distance from Chen Ge, hoping that Chen Ge could run farther to facilitate their next actions, and this happened to be what Chen Ge wanted to see.
The two parties inexplicably reached a tacit understanding, one chasing and the other running away, running through two long corridors, and finally Chen Ge took the initiative to stop.
He pretended to be exhausted and hid in a dilapidated toilet at the end of the corridor.
"The person who opened the door of the ghost school opened the door in the toilet in the first place, and now I am forced to go to the toilet again. Is this a coincidence, or is it some kind of 'God's will'?"
The person who pushed the door was injured in the last compartment, and Chen Ge also hid in the last compartment this time.
There is a blood-smeared corridor, a deserted campus, and no one around. You can only hear your own heartbeat and breathing.
"Crunch."
The door was pushed open, and the sound of footsteps appeared in my ears. The other person's shoes seemed to be stepping on blood, mixed with a strange sound.
"Did something like this happen to that child before?"
History has repeated itself again, but this time the victim was replaced by Chen Ge.
"are you here?"
A harsh male voice came from the bathroom door, those lonely ghosts outside the school were playing with Chen Ge.
"Crunch..."
The door of the first compartment was slowly pushed open, and footsteps gradually approached.
Chen Ge took a breath, and the scene he saw on the top floor of the teaching building emerged in his mind. What he is experiencing now may have been what that child endured before he died.
Fearful, uneasy, and with a rapid heartbeat, I covered my mouth and nose hard to prevent myself from making any sound. My back was pressed against the wall, and the strength in my body was drained bit by bit. I huddled in the corner of the dirty toilet cubicle.
My thin body was trembling constantly, and my brain was filled with fear of what they would do to me if I were caught. All kinds of negative emotions tortured my brain and soul. How could a minor child face this alone?
Being there, Chen Ge understood those children better. Adults view the world from a different perspective than children, and the fear in children's eyes is also different from adults.
Rubbing his cold palms, Chen Ge stopped thinking: "Did that voice appear again just now?"
"Are you here?"
The door of the second compartment was pushed open, and their voices sounded strange, like ghosts that couldn't be shaken off, following them everywhere.
"I saw you, I know you are hiding here."
The door of the third compartment was pushed open, the blood mist in the air became much thicker, and the toilet became more and more depressing.
The faint smell of blood stimulated everyone, their eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and they squeezed into the toilet with excited and twisted faces.
"We're about to catch you."
Blood oozed from the scar. The middle-aged man was holding the rope he found in the warehouse. He ran his fingers across the toilet door and tapped it gently. He was enjoying the process.
"There is no fourth compartment either. It seems he is in the last compartment."
The nails scraped against the wooden board, making a horrifying sound, and the footsteps stopped at the door of the last cubicle.
"Are you here?"
The door lock shook, and the uneasy heart beat. The bully was already prepared, and the outcome was already determined.
"Locked? I know you're in there! Come out, come out!"
The door of the toilet cubicle was being beaten and shaking constantly. At this time, the child hiding inside would be so helpless. He could only face those terrifying guys alone and bear it alone.
"Come out, come out!"
The sounds outside are getting louder and louder, the sounds of footsteps, shouts, and banging on the door. The combination of the three can drive people crazy.
"Bang!"
The old lock could not withstand the beatings of so many people, and the compartment door was eventually broken open.
The middle-aged man who rushed first grabbed the rope and squeezed in before the compartment door was fully opened.
"Drag him out! Drag him out!"
The people behind were shouting, but the middle-aged man didn't respond. He seemed to have disappeared.
"Crunch..."
The door panel with a broken lock slowly opened, and a ticking sound sounded in everyone's ears.
Fresh blood seeped out from under the door panel, the strong smell of blood hit your face, and the narrow toilet cubicle was crowded with people.
"You think of fighting, I think of killing people and silencing them. Our goals were different from the beginning."
Chen Ge closed the comic book, leaned against the wall, and tossed a reddish-brown blood clot upwards with his palm, which seemed to be a withered heart.
"If I swallow you all, Bai Qiulin should also be able to wear red clothes, right?"