Duan Lang really wants to drink. The weather is not low and it is a thrilling end of the world. It feels great to drink a glass of cold beer.

Seeing Duan Lang's longing look on his face, Meng Yun's face was shy. Don't be so anxious when she comes.

"Guru, Guru."

After a can of ice beer, Duan Lang felt comfortable all over and felt so comfortable.

He picked up the rest of the box of beer and said, "Let's go."

Meng Yun was stunned.

“Where to go?”

“The sixth floor is not safe here.”

505 The new female resident, Duan Lang doesn’t want to provoke him, even if he has a chess game? What if the other party can’t play chess?

In fact, he played chess with 507 residents and had a gambling element, but there was no way out at that time. Meng Yun was about to be caught in the mirror by a female ghost.

Meng Yun hurriedly said, "Okay."

Seeing that she was empty-handed, Duan Lang frowned and said, "Don't you take supplies? Let me agree first, I only have enough toothpaste for myself."

The thriller invasion was too fast, Duan Lang did not prepare food at all, and the things at home could only be eaten for four days for two people.

Duan Lang just saw beef in the refrigerator.

Don't this woman want to give me beef?

Want to go to my house for free?

You're too much.

Meng Yun was stunned for a moment.

It turned out that he said he went to my house to ask me to pack up the ceremony.

"You, don't you think?"

Meng Yun was not speaking smoothly, thinking that this was the first time I had made a fool of myself for so many years. She had even thought about the name of her child just now.

"What do you think?"

Meng Yun said decadently: "I'll go get it, wait for me."

"You're not worried that I'll drink all your beer, are you so stingy."

Meng Yun's back staggered and quickly closed the door after entering the house.

"baffling."

There was no change in the middle, and I safely returned to the rental house on the sixth floor.

Duan Lang looked at it for a while and it was almost time to visit Liu Jian’s house.

He went out with four cans of beer, and always felt embarrassed to be empty-handed.

The door is open.

Liu Jian had a cold expression. He changed into a dress, his original clothes were torn and covered in blood.

"Brother Liu, I brought you beer."

Liu Jian nodded slightly and said, "Come in."

Close the door, Duan Lang observed around, looking for Liu Xin's figure.

Liu Jian’s wife’s body was gone. The house had been cleaned up, but there was still a smell of blood that could not be dissipated. I don’t know where Liu Jian placed his wife’s body.

"Sit down."

On the dining table, it was a hot meal.

The dishes I ate were normal, stir-fried with green peppers, stir-fried with tomatoes with eggs, cold cucumbers, and cabbage tofu soup.

Three pairs of bowls and chopsticks.

Liu Xin must be there, but she can't see it herself.

Taking out a cigarette, seeing Liu Jian staring at him, Duan Lang handed over and said:

"Brother Liu, let me have one?"

Liu Jian shook his head and said, "I have quit smoking for a long time."

Duan Lang thought about it and put the cigarette back, but he didn't smoke it himself.

A hint of gentleness flashed across Liu Jian's eyes.

"Have a meal."

Duan Lang picked up chopsticks and picked up green peppers and stir-fried pork shreds. He liked this dish very much.

I don’t know why the meat feels sour.

Duan Lang was stunned.

How could pork be sour?

He once saw a post on the Internet saying that human flesh is sour.

In order to determine whether it was sour, Duan Lang chewed it carefully. After confirming that it was sour, his face changed wildly, and a large army of barrage rushes by in his heart.

No?

Is this a friendly favor?

Eat your wife?

Liu Jian didn't move the dishes on the table, staring at Duan Lang with cold eyes, as if he was looking forward to something.

"Is it tasty?"

Duan Lang was not afraid at all, but felt that the flesh in his mouth was particularly disgusting, so he vomited it out directly.

Duan Lang raised his head angrily and said, "This meat is a little sour."

Liu Jian picked it up and took a bite. His expression was as calm as water, which made people feel bleak, and he said, "This pork has turned bad, sorry."

Duan Lang: "..."

I'm overthinking it!

Regardless of the pork matter, Duan Lang asked, "Brother Liu, when will your rent expire?"

“A month left.”

"Zhang Handong told me that rent requires a complete body. What is the complete body he mentioned?"

Liu Jiandao: "You can understand that it is us."

"you?"

Liu Jian nodded and explained: "That is our kind. If you want to live in this building, you have to find a complete body to pay the rent as soon as possible."

Duan Lang sucked in a cold air.

“Is this too difficult?”

Liu Jian shook his head and said, "It's actually very cost-effective. This building is safe enough."

From this sentence, Duan Lang heard different levels of meaning. It was very dangerous outside, and even Liu Jian felt that this building was very safe.

"The complete body mentioned by Zhang Handong can actually be one eye, an arm, and an ear. These are all complete bodies. Half an ear must not work, and a piece of nails cannot work. Of course, it can also be an object, but the prerequisite is that there is a curse-infected breath on the object."

Duan Lang said: "Do you think it's dangerous outside?"

Liu Jian nodded slightly and said, "I don't dare to leave too far."

Duan Lang was shocked. He still didn't dare to leave too far after he ate Yang Zhengkang's murderer.

“Can rent be paid for money?”

"The price is 300 yuan a month, if you have one."

He didn't expect that the coins obtained by triggering the troublemaker skills were actually universal in the thriller world!

Today I gave 507 residents 100 yuan, and the other party found 37 yuan, and now he has a total of 337 yuan.

He can pay the rent, but the question is what Meng Yun should do.

Meng Yun had nothing to do with him, but after all, she was the only normal living person she could see after the invasion of thriller. If she died, Duan Lang would have to become alone again, and there were still ghosts around her.

He doesn't like that, so he hopes Meng Yun can survive from the bottom of his heart.

Liu Jian ate quietly with his chopsticks.

Liu Xin also has bowls and chopsticks in her location, but there is no movement.

Liu Jian suddenly raised his head and said, "My daughter said that it may not be the only one who killed Zhang Lingling."

Duan Lang stopped chopsticks.

"Liu Xin said that she often sees 604 residents appearing, and there may be two murderers, and there may be three murderers."
To be continued...