Lu Wanming made a gesture, meaning not to move yet.

outside the door.

The figure with black hair covering his face stopped in front of Room 411, raised a trembling hand and knocked on the door.

"Dong...dong...dong"

The interval between each sound is very long.

The knock on the door was not loud, but when the surroundings were quiet and there was no sound at all, the knock on the door seemed very clear.

When Zhu Zhenfeng listened to the knock on the door, it seemed as if a sickle was floating above his head and could cut off his life at any time.

No one was seen outside the door, so he kept knocking on the door.

There were knocks on the door in the corridor, adding a strange atmosphere to the already dark corridor.

"This can't go on like this."

At this time, the two people already understood that the other party was coming for them tonight!

Lu Wanming also became a little anxious when he heard the knocking on the door getting louder and louder.

Facing death is not scary, what is scary is seeing yourself getting closer and closer to death!

"This door won't hold up for long, and the other party is just playing tricks on us. If she wants to come in, the wooden door is no obstacle at all!"

According to the fact that the two people who disappeared in Room 403 yesterday did not make any movement before, the only and last scream was.

"It's getting stronger and stronger!"

Lu Wanming took out a humanoid doll from his backpack, which was only half the size of his hand.

"This is a prop I got in a mission world. It can judge the strength and danger of that kind of thing."

"Now it's obviously better than yesterday."

I saw the rag doll in Lu Wanming's hand making a small wailing sound.

Zhu Zhenfeng looked at the rag doll and took a few steps back.

"Are you sure this thing won't backfire?"

It seems that Zhu Zhenfeng is not a safe prop.

"No, don't worry."

Lu Wanming patted his chest and assured, "Don't you still believe me?"

As Lu Wanming spoke, the corners of his mouth rose slightly where Zhu Zhenfeng didn't see him.

"Believe, believe."

Although Zhu Zhenfeng said he believed it, his body moved away from Lu Wanming without leaving a trace.

He couldn't help but secretly think, he is really a lunatic. He had seen other people talk about this thing, and the backlash could be very serious.

And he has to pay a huge price for it to be used by himself! As for the price, the person he talked to in the first place refused to say it until his death.

But the purpose of this thing is not to warn, but...

Before he could finish thinking, an accident happened suddenly.

"boom!"

The slow knocking on the door suddenly became urgent.

Every knock on the door seems to be trying to break open the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhu Zhenfeng squeezed the life-saving tools in his pocket, and his palms were filled with cold sweat.

"Click."

The sound of something being broken reached Zhu Zhenfeng's ears.

"this is for you."

Lu Wanming threw a book violently dismantled from the table to Zhu Zhenfeng.

"Although it may not cause any damage to that thing, it is still better than bare hands."

"Um."

Zhu Zhenfeng was not surprised that Lu Wanming could break the table with his bare hands.

By their current time, their physical strength has already far exceeded that of ordinary people.

However, physical attacks may not be effective against the things they have to deal with, and their strength can only be used to run faster than others when escaping for their lives.

A glimmer of hope for survival.

The door fell down as expected.

"boom!"

The door, which had endured so much, finally completed its mission and collapsed under the load.

Door: "I have paid too much for this place, and it is really difficult for me."

If the door could talk, he would probably cry.

"run!"

After Lu Wanming finished speaking, he quickly passed by the "person" standing at the door.

"It's close, it's close."

Lu Wanming gritted his teeth and held the rag doll tightly in his hands as he passed by the man safely.

It wasn't until he was several meters away that he stopped and turned around.

Now only Zhu Zhenfeng was left in the room, who had not had time to run out.

"Depend on!"

Zhu Zhenfeng's eyes almost burst into flames.

He really didn't expect that the other party had the ability to walk past this thing safely, and that the thing didn't react at all.

"Wait for me when I get out!"

Zhu Zhenfeng found out that he had fallen into Lu Wanming's plan.

The function of the opponent's rag doll may be to block the perception of those things, and what he has been saying before is obviously a conspiracy!

"Now this thing is obviously angry and even more difficult to deal with!"

"It seems that I really can't keep the props this time."

Zhu Zhenfeng took out the life-saving tools from his pocket.

This can withstand all attacks in a low-level mission world.

"This prop alone may not be enough."

Zhu Zhenfeng thought about taking out another prop from his pocket.

After all, he can't escape even after resisting an attack, and he may still be attacked later.

Whether he can survive or not is another question.

"Escape from this room first."

Zhu Zhenfeng crushed a red bead, and a round protective shield enveloped Zhu Zhenfeng's body.

The guy who was motionless outside the door suddenly raised his head and stared at Zhu Zhenfeng with cold eyes.

"Stop...running..."

Cold words came from its mouth.

She raised her withered arm and opened her palm to face Zhu Zhenfeng.

"What's going on? It's not good!"

Zhu Zhenfeng quickly retreated towards the door, and a suction force appeared from the withered palm.

He was about to touch the corner of Zhu Zhenfeng's clothes. Fortunately, the protective shield took effect at this time.

"Ah~"

A piercing scream came from the other party's mouth.

I saw that the protective shield touched its palm and severely corroded a small piece of its skinny skin.

"die!"

It was now angry, and its eyes were filled with malice as it looked at the figure running away.

Zhu Zhenfeng felt like a light on his back, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet.
To be continued...