The middle-aged man obviously didn't mean to answer Chen Ge's question. In his opinion, Chen Ge was just a freshman who didn't know what to do.
"You talk too much!"
The raised wooden chair slammed into Chen Ge's shoulder. The middle-aged man didn't want to leave any obvious scars on Chen Ge's body. They were experienced and knew how to hit someone the most painful without leaving any traces.
"Bang!"
The chair smashed into the corridor wall, and Chen Ge avoided it dangerously.
"Dare to resist?" The scars on the middle-aged man's face began to twist, and several companions behind him also walked towards him.
"When I came, someone had already told the teacher, and they will come soon." No one believed Chen Ge's words at all. His body was trembling, his eyes were erratic, and all the details were telling everyone here, he was lying, he scared.
"Do you believe what you said?" The middle-aged man dragged his chair and swung towards Chen Ge again. Chen Ge faltered back, looked at the gap, and ran deeper into the warehouse area.
The more desolate they went, the more desolate they went. No one thought that Chen Ge would kill himself, so they reacted a little slower.
By the time they realized it, Chen Ge had already sped out several meters.
"Look, this child is frightened, and I 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 bloodshots appeared in their pupils.
"Hurry up and chase! Don't let him run away!" Several students in Chen Ge's class hadn't figured out the situation, and they still wanted to teach Chen Ge a lesson.
Those lonely ghosts outside the school did not leave immediately, as if they were intentionally trying to make Chen Ge run further.
"Don't worry, he can't run." An old man on the edge of the crowd licked his lips, swallowed his saliva, and stretched out a finger to the other people: "I want one, and you will share the rest equally."
"Old stuff, half a minute is enough for you to eat." The middle-aged man threw the wooden chair in front of several students: "You guys are here, the depths of the corridor are very dangerous, and we don't know how much is hidden in it. It doesn't belong to this one. school people."
Seeing that Chen Ge was about to disappear from sight, those alien monsters who did not belong to the ghost school chased after him.
They deliberately kept a distance from Chen Ge, hoping that Chen Ge could run farther to facilitate their next actions, which happened to be what Chen Ge wanted to see.
Inexplicably, the two sides reached a tacit understanding, chased and fled, ran across two corridors, and finally Chen Ge took the initiative to stop.
He pretended to be exhausted and hid in a very broken toilet at the end of the corridor.
"The door pusher of the psychic ghost school was the door that was pushed open in the toilet at first, and now I was forced into the toilet again. Is this a coincidence, or is it some 'God'?"
The door pusher was injured in the last compartment, and Chen Ge also hid in the last compartment this time.
The long corridor with blood mist, the abandoned campus, and the surrounding empty, can only hear the sound of his heartbeat and breathing.
"Crench."
The door was pushed open, and a footstep sounded in my ear. The other party's shoes seemed to be stepping on the blood, mixed with a strange sound.
"Has that kid ever experienced something like this?"
History repeats itself again, but this time the victim has been replaced by Chen Ge.
"are you here?"
A harsh male voice came from the door of the toilet, and those lonely ghosts outside the school were playing with Chen Ge.
"crunch..."
The door of the first compartment was slowly pushed open, and the sound of footsteps gradually approached.
Chen Ge took a breath. The scene he saw on the top floor of the teaching building appeared in his mind. What he is experiencing now may have been endured by the child before he died.
Fear, anxiety, rapid heartbeat, he covered his mouth and nose hard, not allowing himself to make any sound, his back was tightly against the wall, the strength in his body was drained a little bit, and he curled up in the corner of the dirty toilet cubicle.
The thin body is constantly shaking, and the brain is full of fears about what they will do to me if they are caught. All kinds of negative emotions torture the brain and soul, how can a minor child face these alone.
Being there, Chen Ge understands those children better. Adults see the world from a different angle than children, and the fear in the eyes of children is also different from that of 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 get rid of them, following them like shadows.
"I saw you, and I knew you were hiding here."
The door of the third compartment was pushed open, the blood mist in the air was much thicker, and the toilet became more and more depressing.
The faint smell of blood irritated everyone, their eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and excited and twisted faces squeezed into the toilet.
"You're about to be caught by us."
The scar oozes blood. The middle-aged man held the rope found in the warehouse. His fingers ran across the toilet door panel and tapped lightly with graceful movements. He was enjoying the process.
"Neither in the fourth compartment, it looks like he's in the last compartment."
The fingernails rubbed against the wooden board, making a terrible sound, and the footsteps stopped at the door of the last compartment.
"Are you here?"
The door lock shook, and the restless heart beat with it. The bully was already prepared, and the end was already doomed.
"Locked? I know you're in there! Come out, come out!"
The door of the toilet cubicle was beaten and shook constantly. How helpless the child hiding inside would be at this time, he could only face those terrifying guys alone and bear it alone.
"Come out, come out!"
The sound outside is getting louder and louder, footsteps, shouts, and the sound of slamming on the door, the three together can drive people crazy.
"Bang!"
The old lock couldn't stand the pounding of so many people, and the compartment door was eventually smashed open.
The middle-aged man who rushed in 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 disappear.
"crunch..."
The door panel with the smashed lock opened slowly, and the ticking sound rang in everyone's ears.
Fresh blood seeped out from under the door panel, a strong smell of blood rushed to the face, and the narrow toilet cubicle was crowded with people.
"What you think about is fighting, I think about killing people. We have different goals from the beginning."
Chen Ge closed the comic book, leaned against the wall, and threw a reddish-brown blood clot upwards with his palm, which seemed to be a withered heart.
"Swallowing all of you, Bai Qiulin should also be able to wear red, right?"