The man's insults kept echoing in his ears.

The air was filled with a horrifying aura, like the tide of sin, surging wave after wave.

Just as he pulled her skirt, Ye Jiaqi grabbed the ashtray at the head of the bed.

With a "boom", she tried hard to smash the ashtray on the man's head!

In an instant, the cursing voice stopped and the air fell into a deadly silence.

The man opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Jiaqi. Blood flowed down from his head, hideous and terrifying, and a strong smell of blood suddenly floated in the air.

Ye Jiaqi's heart beat, and she opened her eyes wide in horror, covered her mouth, and watched the American man fall straight to the ground, making a loud noise!

Ye Jiaqi's hand trembled, and the ashtray fell to the ground, "clang" and shattered!

In the room, it was silent for a moment.

Ye Jiaqi's heart was beating wildly, just like a string being plucked, and it couldn't calm down no matter how hard it was. There was a bitter and sour taste spreading in her throat. Her face was pale and not rosy at all.

She sat up in panic, her shoulders trembled in fear.

She didn't know if this man was dead or alive...

Fear, panic, and nervousness all poured into her heart, and her heart was trembling.

Her hair was messy on her shoulders and her brain was blank. At this moment, she actually forgot what she wanted to do.

My fingers kept shaking and couldn't hold them back.

Did she kill someone? No...she killed someone...

The exposed skin was chilling, and cold sweat was everywhere behind her, and she felt like she was in an ice cellar.

There was a "buzzing" roar in my ears, like thousands of bees were spinning, and she was having a split headache and didn't dare to look at the men on the ground.

Finally recovered, she got out of bed and tried hard to pick up her windbreaker and cell phone from the ground.

The ashtray was covered with blood, and the man's head was still oozing out of blood.

The floor was dyed red, shocking.

Ye Jiaqi's pupils were tightened, and his eyes were full of fear and fear.

She held the wall, staggered and ran out quickly, as if she was about to suffocate.

She was afraid that the man would wake up again, and she was afraid that he would chase him, so she didn't dare to see the blood, let alone the man's hideous face.

If she didn't have an ashtray on hand just now, she would...

Ye Jiaqi shook his head and dared not continue thinking.

She had already walked very fast, gasping for a while, and almost couldn't catch up in one breath. She was so scared, really scared.

When she walked to the elevator entrance, she kept slapping the elevator buttons. She was really afraid that the man would wake up.

Fortunately, the elevator came up and the door opened.

Ye Jiaqi got on the elevator and pressed the downstairs button. He collapsed on the elevator wall with no blood on his face.

There was a mirror in the elevator. She saw that she was not a human being, no ghost, her hair was messy, and her shirt buttons were scattered.

The buttons on the collar were torn off and the thread was still hanging on the collar. At this moment, she was both embarrassed and panicked.

A heart kept beating "thump" and "thump" and almost jumped out of its throat.

She wants to go home, she just wants to go home.

My back was covered in cold sweat, and it was wet and stuck to my body.

The elevator was quiet, and she could even hear her breathing and heartbeat, frantically and uneasy.

Everything is messed up, and even my mind is messed up.

No matter how calm I am, I can't suppress this heavy emotion.

"Ding", the elevator reached the first floor.
Chapter completed!