"Captain, Zhu Jian followed us. And something terrifying seemed to be following behind him."
The three of them were retreating quickly. Li Yang glanced back and saw that Zhu Jian was still charging toward them.
Danger seemed to have brought out his potential, making Zhu Jian extraordinarily fast. He was even close to catching up with them.
Yang Jian noticed it as well. He said bluntly, "Tong Qian, kill him. Don't let him lure the ghost over here. He's been targeted by a fierce ghost and can't shake it off. He'll die sooner or later anyway. We can't let him drag us down with him."
"Alright."
Tong Qian nodded decisively. Then she turned her head slightly, revealing an eerie crying face from beneath her hair. Yet at the instant she turned, every hair on her body stood on end as she saw something horrifying.
From the crying face's perspective, a cold, lifeless corpse had appeared.
The corpse was pressed close behind her, less than ten centimeters away, almost touching her.
She had seen this corpse before.
It was when she had been looking through the notebook in Room 100.
Has this thing been following behind me all along? Cold sweat broke out on Tong Qian's body.
She hurriedly turned her head back.
But the ghost behind her had vanished strangely.
It seemed this ghost could only be seen at the instant she turned around. If she did not turn around, she could not see it.
Fortunately, it had been her ghost face that turned just now. Even seeing the fierce ghost had not triggered any reaction. If she herself had turned around to look, who knew what might have happened.
I can't turn around. At least, I can't let this fierce ghost target me before leaving the Caesar Hotel. Tong