The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 1198

Curse Killing Haunted House

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"Curse Killing Haunted House? What is that?"

At the school cafeteria—of course, even the cafeteria was divided into several levels. The first floor was the commoners' cafeteria, where ten yuan was enough to fill your stomach, and there were even cheaper options. Then there were the restaurants on the second and third floors.

At a secluded window-side table in the restaurant, a teammate mysteriously opened a webpage on his phone in front of Dong Shaofeng... What appeared before their eyes was a pixelated image that looked like the interface of a horror game from the last century.

Because of the low resolution, they could only make out the general appearance of the website's homepage—even so, it still gave Dong Shaofeng a chill.

The four edges of the screen were pitch-black. In the center was a doll with straight bangs, wearing a Gothic-style dress and holding a knife. Her face seemed to bear an eerie, bloodstained smile, while a total lunar eclipse in the background radiated a dark-red halo.

His teammate was named A Qiang. Seeing that Dong Shaofeng seemed somewhat interested, he leaned over and said, "Someone recommended this to me. They said it's extremely effective. The owner of the haunted house can help you curse anyone you want."

The teammate beside him froze for a moment. His name was Ming Zhen—Ming was his surname and Zhen his given name, but he was habitually called A Zhen. A Qiang and A Zhen had always been Dong Shaofeng's teammates at school.

Actually, A Zhen and A Qiang had known each other since childhood. One starry night, they had become the best of friends.

Dong Shaofeng casually glanced at the homepage of this so-called Curse Killing Haunted House website again, shook his head, and said calmly to A Qiang, "If the school

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