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As a ruthless killer, Minnie has no mercy in her dictionary.

Countless people died at her hands.

On the contrary, she naturally does not believe in ghosts.

Being in the haunted house, she didn't feel timid at all. She even had a mobile phone in her hand, ready to take pictures of Yuan Xiaoshan and Meng Yingxiang's fight at any time.

While walking, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew on the back of Minnie's neck.

A sense of crisis suddenly arose in my heart.

As an experienced killer, Minnie reacted very quickly, with her fingers forming claws. While preparing to attack, she suddenly turned her head and looked behind her.

The back was empty, nothing.

Even the top assassins cannot react so quickly.

"It turns out it was just a gust of wind." Minnie breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense spirit relaxed.

After she lowered her guard, she lamented to herself: "Really, it's not the first time I've entered a haunted house. Why am I still suspicious and scaring myself?"

Just as she was about to move on, a hand suddenly tapped her shoulder.

Shocked in her heart, Minnie turned around and locked her opponent's movements, with her palm ready to strike at the enemy's chin.

In the end, her attack failed.

Without him, there was no one behind her, so her attack would naturally fail.

But unlike the cold wind before, she was sure that someone had just tapped her on the shoulder.

Looking around, Minnie tried to find the enemy.

However, she still didn't see a single figure.

"what is going on?"

This thing exudes a strange atmosphere.

However, Minnie doesn't believe in ghosts, she only believes in herself.

She firmly believed that the person who just tapped her on the shoulder was a human being.

While looking around cautiously, Minnie was ready to attack again.

This time she won't let the other party have a chance to dodge.

As if he had seen through her intentions, the enemy did not attack for a long time, but instead tried to disrupt her spirit.

"I died so unjustly!"

The light and fluttering voice sounded feeble, like it was coming from a disembodied ghost.

As I said before, Minnie doesn't believe in ghosts and only talks about them.

When she heard the erratic sound, she did not feel scared. Instead, she closed her eyes and listened attentively, trying to pass the direction of the sound.

"I died so unjustly!"

The voice came to mind again.

Unlike before, although this time the sound was weak, it didn't have that erratic feeling.

Minnie also noticed this detail.

However, she didn't take it to heart and regarded it as the effect of her concentration.

"It's this way..."

After locking the direction, she reached under her skirt, took out a small knife from her thigh, and then threw it towards the direction she had locked.

This time I will definitely hit the target.

Minnie believed so firmly that the result was truly unexpected.

Halfway through the flight, the knife seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force. It suddenly changed its direction and inserted into the wall on the other side.

"How is this going!"

The unexpected turn of events shocked Minnie.

Her actions seemed to have angered the enemy, and the erratic voice suddenly began to echo in the haunted house.

"I died so unjustly!"

"It's such an injustice to die!"

"I died so unjustly!"

"It's such an injustice to die!"

"Resent!"

The responses to the first sentence have not stopped, and the second sentence follows one after another.

As soon as the second sentence was finished, the third sentence came out again.

In this way, the sounds overlapped one after another, constantly overlapping, forming waves of sound, one wave after another, echoing continuously in the haunted house.

Let alone distinguishing the direction this time.

Just standing there and listening, Minnie felt dizzy and felt bad all over.

As time went on, tinnitus developed in the ears.

I feel like my head is about to explode.

Even if I cover both ears, I still can't block out the sound.

Unable to bear it anymore, Minnie put down her hands, raised her voice, raised her head and shouted at the ceiling: "Who are you? Stop being sneaky and get out of here if you can."

I don’t know if Minnie’s threats had any effect.

The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling suddenly stopped.

Before Minnie could catch her breath, something strange happened again.

A gust of wind blew gently past Minnie's feet, kicking up the dust on the ground. The dust rolled gently and blew past Minnie's feet.

There was a chill coming from her heels, but Minnie did not lower her head to look.

Because she had a premonition that the opponent's attack would come soon. Now that she was just vigilant, she had already used up her mind. She still had time to care about the wind at her feet.

The enemy's attack was delayed.

But the wind at my feet showed no signs of stopping.

The wind blows and blows.

It was as if it was blowing back and forth around her.

It wasn't too obvious at first, but gradually the wind picked up, the skirt swayed slightly, and even the thighs felt a chill.

It's not like this can be done by humans.

Gradually, Minnie realized how strange things were.

Although she didn't believe that there were ghosts in the world, things that were so contrary to common sense made her couldn't help but start thinking about ghosts.

Minnie gradually began to feel timid.

"Damn it, I have to get out of this place."

Gritting her teeth, Minnie turned around and ran towards the exit she came from.

Before they had gone far, a gust of wind suddenly blew in front of them. The wind was strong and the rolling dust swept in.

While stopping, Minnie put her hands in front of her eyes to prevent the dust from blinding her eyes.

The smoke and dust were billowing, and when the strong wind swept past her, two hands grabbed her shoulders from behind. They were completely unaffected by the strong wind, and they came close to her ears and blew gently.

tone.

Then there was another whisper: "Why are you running away? Are you the one who killed me?"

Now the enemy wants a killer, it's just a matter of a few moves.

This made Minnie feel numb and had no idea of ​​resistance at all. Now she just wanted to get out of the relationship.

"It's not me. This is my first time here."

"The important thing is not the location, but whether you have killed anyone in your life." The ghost responded for the first time.

But Minnie's heart sank to the bottom.

As a killer, she has killed not just a hundred people, but dozens of people.

Could this ghost be the target of her previous assassination?

Regardless of whether it was true or not, Minnie couldn't admit it, otherwise she would definitely die.

She opened her mouth, but when she was about to speak, the ghost beat her to it: "Have you hesitated?"
To be continued...