"What?"

Many people's eyes lit up and they asked quickly.

Wang Hui shook her head: "I don't know. At that time, I saw that her face was very scary, and she was holding a transparent bag in her hand. Inside were human hands and feet... I was so scared that I didn't dare to ask."

Everyone looked disappointed after hearing this. The information Wang Hui provided was basically useless except that there was an old woman ghost on the second floor.

But Wang Hui spoke again: "After twelve o'clock last night, I heard a knock on the door from the other side."

"I got up out of curiosity, and through the peephole, I saw a woman wearing sexy white pajamas standing in front of the door opposite."

"That woman has a big tattoo on her left arm. She is also a new player this time. I remember her name seems to be Feng Yanhong."

"She didn't know what she said to the boy in the room, and then I saw the door open, but I didn't expect..."

Having said this, Wang Hui's pupils dilated and her face became slightly distorted.

"But I didn't expect that after the door opened, Feng Yanhong threw Zhu Zhen to the ground. Then, I heard Zhu Zhen scream."

"Next, I saw blood spurting out of Zhu Zhen's body..."

"I was so frightened...then I saw Feng Yanhong suddenly turned her head, looking at me with blood on her face, and a weird smile on her lips!"

When Wang Hui said this, everyone except Qi Feng shuddered.

Many people looked at the people around them in panic, and only calmed down a little when they discovered that Feng Yanhong was not here.

"What's going on?"

"Is Wang Yanhong crazy?"

Qi Feng glanced at Wang Hui and then stood up.

"Let me tell you."

Jiang Ming pushed up his glasses and asked curiously: "You know?"

"The Wang Yanhong she is talking about is the player who lives with me on the third floor. I know about Wang Yanhong."

Qi Feng smiled and said lightly.

"Actually, the real Wang Yanhong died yesterday afternoon!"

"The Wang Yanhong Wang Hui saw last night was not a player, but a ghost..."

"What!"

Everyone's expressions changed, and they looked at each other, and they all saw shock in each other's eyes.

"This, this is incredible!"

Next, under questioning from everyone, Qi Feng told what happened yesterday when the pervert A Bin ate Feng Yanhong.

Disclose this news to all players.

It's not just as simple as exchanging information.

It also makes everyone more vigilant towards A Bin.

Qi Feng didn't want to wait until the end of the game. These people would be killed by the evil spirit A Bin, and he would be unable to support himself by then.

At the same time, Qi Feng also wanted to see if any of these players could come up with a way to deal with A Bin after learning the news.

Even if we only test out some of A Bin's strength, it would still be good.

However, after seeing everyone's reaction, Qi Feng was slightly disappointed.

Next, someone else came out to share information.

Only then did Qi Feng know that just yesterday, three of the twelve newcomers had died at the hands of ghosts.

As for the information about Uncle Ma in the apartment, no one knew it.

At this time, I saw an old man slowly walking over at the entrance of the corridor.

Jiang Ming, a man with glasses, said in a low voice: "This is the ghost uncle. Whoever among you is good at chess can give it a try."

"I'll try."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle boy walked out, following behind the old ghost.

Qi Feng originally wanted to leave and walk into the building by himself. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but become curious. He followed the others and walked behind the ghost uncle to the stone table on the other side.

Uncle Ghost glanced at everyone and didn't care. He just arranged the chess pieces by himself.

A gentle boy named Hu Zhenghao saw Uncle Ghost setting up chess and said with a smile: "Uncle, how boring is it to play chess alone? I'll play with you."

"You want to play chess with me?"

Uncle Ghost raised his eyelids and looked at Hu Zhenghao, with an indescribable expression on his face, and said slowly: "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Zhenghao's expression suddenly changed.

"Hu Zhenghao, what's wrong with you?"

"Are you okay?"

Several people around saw that Hu Zhenghao looked strange and asked quickly.

Hu Zhenghao glared at Jiang Ming fiercely.

Then he nodded reluctantly and said, "Okay."

Seeing this scene, only Qi Feng understood that this kid must have triggered a mission.

And it should be the same as myself, it is still the kind of task that cannot be refused.

Qi Feng clicked his tongue after taking a look at Uncle Niu's panel.

[Resident: Uncle Niu]

【grade:???】

[Strength: Fierce Ghost Level]

[Introduction: An old resident of Apartment 101, who loves to play chess and has excellent chess skills. 】

[Tip: It is wishful thinking to win against him because of your chess strength. If you want to win against him, you have to set up the end game: Tao Lue Yuan Ji, Yuan Shen Hai Pavilion, Zhu Xiang Zhai. 】

Taolue Yuanji, Yuan Shenhai Pavilion?

Qi Feng's eyes flashed slightly, he turned and walked aside, took out his mobile phone, and entered the names of these ending games online.

He had already tested it last night. Except for chat software, the network here was fine for checking information and so on.

At this time, Hu Zhenghao was no longer as relaxed as he was at the beginning.

Because as a punishment for mission failure, the loser will have something taken away by the other party, and the same will apply if he refuses.

He knew that he was being used as a pathfinder by Jiang Ming.

After sitting down and looking at Uncle Niu, Hu Zhenghao asked.

"Uncle, you are a superb chess player. Can you let me go first?"

"Can."

Uncle Niu smiled and nodded, looking affable.

However, Hu Zhenghao felt increasingly unsure.

The two began to play, and everyone on the side was staring at the chess game intently.

But after walking seven or eight steps, I saw sweat breaking out on Hu Zhenghao's head.

Next, Hu Zhenghao had to think for a long time every time he made a move, and his moves became slower and slower.

On the other hand, Uncle Niu on the opposite side still looked calm and unhurried.

At this time, anyone could see that Hu Zhenghao was no match for Uncle Niu.

The two of them played a game of chess for a full hour.

After struggling for more than thirty steps, Hu Zhenghao, whose head was covered with sweat, stood up helplessly.

"I lost."

When he said this, his face was ashen.

"If you lose, you have to hand over something you have on you."

Uncle Niu looked at Hu Zhenghao with squinted eyes and said slowly.

The surrounding players were in an uproar.

Everyone looked at Hu Zhenghao with eyes full of sympathy.

Only then did everyone realize that the price for losing in the chess game was that the ghost uncle would take away one of his organs.

"Your ears are beautiful."

Uncle Niu spoke.

The next second, everyone's eyes were dazzled. They saw Uncle Niu's left arm stretched out, grabbed Hu Zhenghao's left ear, and then tore it off.

"ah!"

Hu Zhenghao's miserable voice sounded.

Uncle Niu looked at the bloody ear in the palm of his hand, then took out a glass bottle and put the precious ear in it.

Looking at Hu Zhenghao again, Uncle Niu asked with a smile: "Do you want to play another game and take your ears back?"

Hu Zhenghao tremblingly covered his bleeding left ear, his face turned pale, and he shook his head repeatedly.

Turning his head to the crowd, Uncle Niu asked: "What about you?"
Chapter completed!