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Chapter 18 A Woman's Face

"I feel that the matter is very serious. The sudden appearance of so many people with powers in this city indirectly proves that something big must have happened. It always makes people uneasy!"

Zifeng said that he had not been in this city for long, but he felt layers of mystery. Even the smell in the air made him feel faintly depressed.

"..."

Yajun cannot deny that, similarly, as they are born with a keen sense of the sixth sense, they can all feel that a storm is coming, and it is a heavy rain.

"Today's conversation ends here. In this city, people always feel uneasy..."

Zifeng stood up, sighed, greeted Yajun, and then left Yajun's house.

"What's wrong? Did you think of something?!"

After Zifeng left, Zhang Min looked at Yajun's sad face and couldn't help but ask softly.

"No!"

Yajun shook his head in despair, "It's getting late, you should go back to your room and sleep first!"

"kindness!"

The past few days have been really tiring. At this time, Zhang Min also felt weak and wanted to fall down on the comfortable and spacious bed.

Yajun sat alone in the hall, while Zhang Min went back to his room to sleep. This house was in a very good location, where office buildings gathered. After nightfall, the front of the door was very lively, but the back was very quiet.

Moreover, his room is not a very noisy type, and he has done a good job of soundproofing the second floor, so the bedroom basically seems to be isolated, very quiet and comfortable. After Zhang Min changed his clothes, he lay comfortably on the bed and turned off the light.

Let yourself fall into darkness, vaguely thinking about that weirdo in your mind, until your consciousness becomes more and more drowsy, and you gradually enter a state of sleep.

Dang Dang Dang!

In the quiet night, a clear knocking sound suddenly came from the window. Zhang Min was startled and looked at the gently swaying curtains.

Someone is knocking on the window?

It was an illusion to be so late. Zhang Min turned over and looked at the time. It was twelve o'clock at midnight.

She listened carefully to the movement around her, but there was nothing unusual. Zhang Min secretly thought that it was because of her mental stress that she was hallucinating.

However, just when Zhang Min closed his eyes, a woman's voice came from the side, as clear as if it was lying next to her ear.

hey-hey--

"who-"

Zhang Min stood up suddenly, quickly turned on the light, and shouted.

There was nothing. There was nothing at all in the entire small bedroom.

Did I think too much or was I hallucinating again?

Zhang Min was surprised, but before he could calm down, the window made a strange sound of pulling and creaking again.

"Zhang Min~"

A strange woman's voice came from outside the window, calling Zhang Min's name softly.

Zhang Min's heart skipped a beat, and then she suddenly looked at the window. The purple curtain didn't move, blocking her sight. Zhang Min couldn't see anything.

But this is a second-floor window, how could someone call my name outside?

Sure enough, the sound disappeared again, but the window was not closed, and the wind blowing in made Zhang Min feel a chill to the core.

Zhang Min's blood was stagnant and his hands were cold. At this moment, he suddenly thought of Yajun!

Do you want to call him?

But I didn’t see anything, and maybe it was just an illusion, so I can’t rely too much on him!

After Zhang Min secretly warned herself that the bias in her mind was just an illusion, she looked at the window and planned to close it. The wind blowing in made it difficult for her to fall asleep.

Wearing pure cotton doll slippers on the bed, Zhang Min walked towards the window. At this time, an inexplicable nervousness emerged in her heart.

The curtains didn't move and there was no sound. However, just when Zhang Min stretched out his hand, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind the curtains.

"You're here—"

A depressed voice came from behind the purple curtains.

Zhang Min was so frightened that he suddenly stepped back. At this moment, the curtains were blown up by the wind. Through the gap, Zhang Min saw a woman's face caressing the window. Only the face, with the deep cold eyes, revealed the mocking look.

Looking at Zhang Min through the window, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhang Min's footsteps were startled, and she fell to the ground. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the woman's face revealed through the gap in the curtain.

His eyes were bloody and blinking, as if he was ridiculing Zhang Min at this moment.
Chapter completed!
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