569: C569 Fu Sihan Don't be Distracted!

C569 Fu Sihan Don't be Distracted!

"Yan Wanwan!" Fu Sihan said anxiously.

"Fu Sihan, don't be distracted!" Yan Wanwan stabbed forward with her cold blade without hesitation!

The person who came did not expect Yan Wanwan to have a blade in her hand, and even more so did not expect her to really use a blade.

The white shadow and red light, the blade cut through the flesh of the human body, and seemed to hear the person groan in pain.

"Don't be distracted!" Wanwan said to Fu Sihan again.

She said twice "don't be distracted," but she did not dare to say "don't worry about me." There were a few people coming from the other side. Only one person was going to deal with her. The others were all entangled with Fu Sihan. It was obvious that the target was Fu Sihan.

Yan Wanwan herself said "don't care about me," and reminded the other party to use her to threaten Fu Sihan.

The blood on the blade kept dripping down. Yan Wanwan's whole body tensed up and was ready to fight. Fortunately, the person who was injured just now never appeared again.

The few people who were surrounding Fu Sihan moved too fast, and Fu Sihan moved even faster.

Wanwan could not see clearly how many people there were. She could only see that the needle tip appeared to be malicious under the orchid colored light.

"Third Brother! Did you find any clues? We opened a door outside! "Su Yujie's happy voice came from outside.

Wanwan did not answer.

First, she was worried that her voice would distract Fu Sihan's attention. Second, she did not want to bother with Su Yujie at all.

She listened to what this woman said, "Third Brother, you." Clearly, she did not have any intention of talking to her, so she also had to respond to her.

"Strange, why is there no response? Could it be soundproof?" someone outside said.

After a while, the sound of the ping-pong gradually stopped.

Finally, those people fell down one by one and never appeared again.

Only Fu Sihan was left standing on the narrow path and slowly walked towards Yan Wanwan. The others seemed to have disappeared.

"Where is he?" Wanwan asked.

"He ran away." The other party was clearly more familiar with this place than Fu Sihan and had made preparations in advance. When they realized that they could not do anything to Fu Sihan, they quickly retreated.

"Are you hurt?" Fu Sihan held the handle of the knife in Yan Wanwan's hand. She was so nervous that she held it too tightly. He could only remind her, "Wanwan, let go."

Only then did Wanwan become alert. The blood red color suddenly entered her eyes, scaring Yan Wanwan so much that she dropped the knife and threw it to the side.

"Clang." There was a sound.

"Are you hurt?" Fu Sihan asked again. As he asked, he quickly gathered a large number of Yan Wanwan. Unfortunately, it was too dark inside, so he could not see clearly.

"No." Wanwan shook her head. "What about you? Are you alright?"

"You're fine, I'm fine."

Fu Sihan pulled Yan Wanwan into his arms and took two steps back. He raised his leg and kicked her hard.

"Bang!"

The prop closet split open.

Another kick -

"Clang!"

The wardrobe completely shattered, and the two rooms were connected.

"What the heck!" Ning Yichun was shocked,... "Destroying the props, you have to pay for it, right?"

Tang Quan noticed that Fu Sihan's expression was not right. "Third Elder Brother, what's wrong?"

"Who's on the communicator?" Fu Sihan asked with a cold expression.

When he came in, the boss gave him a walkie-talkie that allowed him to contact the front desk directly.

"I'm here." Yi Hengrong took out the walkie-talkie and asked with interest, "What's wrong with Young Master Fu?"

Fu Sihan gave Yi Hengrong a meaningful look and did not speak to him. He turned on the walkie-talkie and said to the front desk, "Something happened. Someone came in."

... "" The walkie-talkie only had the sound of electricity buzzing.

Fu Sihan said to the speaker, "Speak."

"... " There was still only the sound of the electric current.

Everyone frowned. It seemed like something had happened outside as well.

Fu Sihan held Yan Wanwan's hand and walked out quickly. Tang Quan and Ning Yichun immediately followed.

Yi Hengrong walked two steps and suddenly found that his fiancee did not move. He turned his head and saw that Su Yujie was still standing there motionless as if she had fallen into a trance.

"Not leaving? Then I will not wait for you." After saying that, he really walked out, not staying for even a second longer.

Su Yujie was still immersed in the coldness of her entire body.

She had just stood beside the wardrobe and waited for Fu Sihan. However, when Fu Sihan kicked open the closet, the pieces of the closet smashed out and onto her body.

At that moment, those harmless pieces of debris hit her like hailstones.

No one noticed her, no one cared if she was hurt, and no one even took the initiative to take her away from here. No one remembered that she was very afraid of this place, and only Yi Hengrong called out to her like a dog.

On the contrary, it was Yan Wanwan, that vicious woman who pulled her into the well and deliberately scared her. That woman who robbed her man might even rob her... Such a woman, it was actually Third Brother who pulled her hand and walked away. It was as if he was afraid that she would be lost.

Ridiculous!

Su Yujie only felt her entire body turn cold and kept shivering. Her heart and soul seemed to be immersed in the boundless darkness and even this terrifying environment could not drive away the haze.

Something that was completely dark was constantly growing and irrigation the seed that had long been planted in the bottom of her heart.

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Fortunately, the door of the secret chamber was not locked.

When they came out successfully, they found the manager lying on the table on the monitor. The three cameramen on the team all fell to the ground.

One. One person might be dozing off, but a group of people could not.

A group of people quickly walked over and shouted a few times before waking them up and asking them what had happened.

The store manager and the photographers looked at each other in confusion. No one knew what was going on.

"I remember I was chatting with Dong Zi just now. Why did I fall asleep while chatting?" One of the cameramen pointed at another cameraman. The cameraman nodded.

The staff at the front desk said, "I was watching your video just now. Isn't there a girl in there very scared? I saw that she looked very funny. She lost consciousness when she saw half of it."2

It was very funny. It was undoubtedly Su Yujie.

"She must have been drugged." Tang Quan's expression was solemn.

He had seen this kind of method before in those grey clubs. Some of them used underhanded methods to deal with people.

"What's going on?" The manager was confused. Did something important happen?

He looked around and found that no one had been injured, no one had gone missing, and no robbers.

The phones in the locker were still there. Fu Sihan took out his phone and made a call. In a short while, eight bodyguards in black appeared and lined up in front of Fu Sihan in a well-trained manner.

"Four people go in and search. Pay special attention to the houses in the southeast." Fu Sihan ordered.

"Yes!"

The eight of them did not have a tacit understanding. They did not need to communicate with each other to split up. Four of them quickly entered the secret room of the haunted house. The remaining four stood in different directions to protect Fu Sihan and Yan Wanwan.

The store manager had never seen such a posture before. It was as if he was filming a television series. He said with a trembling voice, "What, what's wrong?"

"Call out all your staff." Fu Sihan was referring to all the staff members in the Ghost House's secret chamber, including the NPCs.

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