Chapter 27: Ten Seconds of Horror
Qi Zhiyong's bravery did not surprise Po Men Sui for too long.

The door-breaking demon soon realized that it had been offended, so it roared angrily, and the chains on its body broke completely, and the magic weapon, the soul-catching rope, was completely damaged.

Then its only remaining big hand expanded and slammed towards Qi Zhiyong with great force. Qi Zhiyong, who was using a knife to drain the blood of the big evil spirit, was pinned to the ground.

The power brought by the Heavenly Demon Solution is nothing compared to the Door-breaking Evil.

Then the door-breaking demon changed his palm into a fist and smashed it downwards with great force.

puff!
An inhuman force fell on Qi Zhiyong!
Wow!
Qi Zhiyong's upper body was shattered, and even a dent was smashed into the ground. The cement cracked, and blood seeped into the gap. If it weren't for the steel bars connecting it, the floor would have been pierced by the big evil spirit.

Wu Xian was stunned.

What's the situation?
Qi Zhiyong had a grudge against him and he even wanted to use them as scapegoats. How come he suddenly became a different person and tried to sacrifice himself for the cause?

But no matter what Qi Zhiyong's purpose is.

Now that he is dead, have they become the target of Da Sui?

Wu Xian held up the copper coin spear and Shi Ji drew out the boy's sword, and the two were ready for battle. They had some confidence because of their newly upgraded weapons.

The evil spirits they had faced before only had some special abilities. Although they were strange and scary, they could be killed as long as they were hit with magic weapons and talismans.

But the door-breaking evil is completely different.

Its strength is completely extraordinary. Can something like the Hulk really be dealt with by a copper coin sword and a small sword?
No!
The Qi Zhiyong that covered the ground was proof of that.

But even if they had no confidence anymore, Wu Xian and the other man had to hold on because they had nowhere to escape.

However, to their surprise, the door-breaking monster did not attack them.

The soul-binding rope on Da Sui's body has been broken, but there is still another chain. This chain is pure black in color and has sharp teeth on it. It is interspersed in its flesh and blood, like a part of its body. It is this chain that sews Da Sui's arm to the abdominal cavity.

But now, this chain has also been untied!

The arm of the door-breaking monster was pulled out from its bloody abdomen. It regained two arms and became more powerful than before!

This newly appeared arm looks more like a human, and it holds a ring of keys!
Wu Xian's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Judging from the shape of the key chain, it should be the spare key of Ping An Hotel. Before, this big evil spirit could only open one door a day. Now he has the key?

A feeling of powerlessness came over me.

Wu Xian spent a lot of effort to crack the rules of the operation of breaking into the door after killing Qi Zhiyong, but now it may be meaningless.

After the door-breaking evil spirit was unsealed, it looked at the two of them deeply and gave them a sinister smile.

then……

Wow!
Lights went out!
The corridor was instantly dark. At least there were windows in the room, so some moonlight could shine in even when the lights were turned off. But there were no windows in the corridor, so the moment the lights were turned off, there was no sight at all.

Wu Xian immediately panicked.

When the lights are on, they can at least see the evil spirit that breaks into the door. If the lights are off, how do they know where the evil spirit is?

Imagination amplifies fear.

Perhaps the door-breaking demon is right in front of you, with that hideous face facing you.

Perhaps the hand that crushed Qi Zhiyong had already been placed on his head, and his body would be shattered in the next second.

Maybe……

Wu Xian spent the longest ten seconds of his life, and Shi Ji's mind was full of flashes of imagination. The two of them were frightened for a long time before the lights in the corridor came on again.

The evil spirit that broke into the door disappeared.

Qi Zhiyong's broken body lay in the middle of the corridor, his broken face looking at Wu Xian lifelessly. Wu Xian couldn't bear to look at it.

Although Fudi felt like home to him.

But the family atmosphere in this home was not very good, and domestic violence was serious, which made Wu Xian have the urge to run away from home.

Shi Ji's face looked even more pale.

The last ten seconds were too exciting and he urgently needs to change his pants.

...The other people remaining on the fourth floor were also not unaware of Qi Zhiyong's death.

Room 404, He Qiong's room.

The two sisters, Su Huilan and Su Huiqin, sat on the bed holding hands, their pretty faces looking cold.

"Qi Zhiyong is dead."

"Why him?"

Among all the survivors, these two people understand Qi Zhiyong's abilities the best, and according to the rules, Qi Zhiyong is the safest one.

But the person who should have been alive the most died so early.

Things got out of control, and the two sisters hugged each other in panic.

"Ajin, I will protect you."

"But we can't go on like this. We must find a way to get another person here tomorrow, no matter which one of those three people..."

"Then let's hurry up and put on makeup."

"Pull the slit higher here..."

"Make your eyes bigger, draw red eye circles, put some eye drops, and act more pitiful. Single guys who have never had a girlfriend can't stand this..."

……

Room 401.

Wen Chao's room.

"Hey, he's not a bad boy..."

Wen Chao had met too many young people. In his opinion, Qi Zhiyong and Fang Zhi were both too stubborn in some ways and acted according to their own rules.

"As an old man, I can't always hide here and wait for all the young people to die before dying a cowardly death."

"Wait until tomorrow. Everything will be fine tomorrow."

The tone of his voice was strange, it didn't sound like he was talking to himself, but more like he was talking to someone.

The light from the billboard opposite shines in through the window.

Wen Chao's desk was filled with all kinds of sundries. He seemed to be trying to make something. The quilt on his bed was spread out, and there seemed to be a person lying in the quilt.

Wen Chao himself sat on a chair beside the bed.

He took off his glasses, rubbed his eye sockets, lay down on the quilt, put his hand into the quilt, and clasped his other hand tightly together. Exhaustion made him gradually close his eyes, and he murmured softly before falling asleep.

"A young man died."

"You have something to eat again. When you are full, your illness will be cured. When you are well, we can go home together."

……

The door of Wu Xian's room 406 was kicked open, and Qi Zhiyong's room 402 turned into a bloody mess, so the only safe room now was room 403 where Shi Ji used to live.

The two of them opened the door and entered the room, both feeling relieved.

Tonight's experience was so hellish that just an ordinary room felt like heaven to them.

After a quick wash, Shi Ji changed his pants. Then, neither of them looked down on the other and they lay down on the bed together. Shi Ji fell asleep quickly, but Wu Xian couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

He was thinking about Qi Zhiyong.

Wu Xian never regretted harming Qi Zhiyong, and was even somewhat proud of his own arrangement.

But to be honest, this guy did use suicide to buy a way out for Wu Xian and the other man.

This made Wu Xian feel a little weird.

He tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Finally, he got up and, in the dim light from the window, looked through the notes Qi Zhiyong had handed him.

(End of this chapter)