After those words, the walkie-talkie fell silent again.
They weren't newcomers to the game, so naturally, none of them thought this was someone's prank.
That wasn't a sound a human could make. Even if someone could actually produce it, he would probably be nearing the limits of what a human body could endure.
Meng Yizhi weighed their current situation and asked uncertainly, "Are we still going to that house, then?"
After all, the signal had only responded when their car approached the illuminated house. Going around it would most likely spare them a chaotic battle and casualties.
Sheng Ziyao was fired up, a stark contrast to Little Pink on the other side. He rolled up his sleeves in excitement.
"We have to take a look! No one's threatened me like that since I graduated from elementary school. I want to see who's spouting such blatant bullshit!"
"Sis-in-law! Go!"
In the livestream chat:
[Great, great. Now, besides President Mo backing him up, we've got someone egging him on too!]
[You really shouldn't go in a situation like this, right? If any of you die, I'll drop dead on the spot!!!]
[Guys, President Mo stepped on the gas! We're screwed, screwed, screwed...]
[Little Pink: So my opinion doesn't matter at all, huh? Fine. Absolutely wonderful!]
Sheng Ziyao had sharp eyes. Though the darkness limited his vision, he still spotted what was happening at the entrance while the car was some distance from the house.
Two people lay outside the door. Blood had flowed from their foreheads down their heads and onto the ground. Their eyes bulged wildly, and as their mouths gaped open, their Adam's apples bobbed frantically in their throats.
He was about to tell the others what he'd found when his gaze shifted upward. Suddenly, he spotted several withered fingers