Guarding the gate at the enemy prison [Infinite] (MTL)

Chapter 85

Guo Dong looked at Chen Ran, who was suddenly swinging his knife around, in confusion. In his eyes, in his world, there was nothing over there.

After thinking about it, Guo Dong followed him and sat down next to Chen Ran. Then he raised his injured hand to show Chen Ran, "I'm injured."

The flames released by the fire man were very hot. Guo Dong felt that his wrist was burning with pain. It was the most painful injury he had ever suffered.

Chen Ran, who was sitting next to him on the sofa, looked at Guo Dong, who was sitting next to him, and silently moved his body to look at the French window next to him.

"It hurts." Guo Dong said.

Chen Ran's body was stiff.

Suddenly, there was a dragging sound in the room. The sound was very much like the sound of a knife scraping on the ground. Guo Dong immediately turned around and looked in the direction where the sound came from. There was no one in the dark corridor.

When Guo Dong looked back at Chen Ran next to him, Chen Ran, who was supposed to be sitting next to him, had disappeared. After Mr. Xue hid in his room and Chen Ran disappeared, Guo Dong was the only one left in the living room.

The large and empty living room, the hazy moonlight, the blood everywhere on the walls, the floor and the sofa, plus the mirror on the entire wall, all these things together made people dare not even breathe.

What made people's hearts rise to their throats was the sound of the knife being dragged closer and closer.

The sound was different from the sound of Chen Ran dragging the knife. It was more like the sound of a skinny old man dragging the knife while slowly moving his body while gasping for breath. Every step forward took a lot of effort.

The sound was infinitely amplified by the darkness, stimulating Guo Dong's eardrums and heart.

Guo Dong dragged his injured hand and looked back in the direction of the sound.

One step, two steps, three steps...

From Guo Dong's perspective, the corridor was empty.

Just when Guo Dong was wondering whether to scare back, a small head suddenly appeared in the corridor, followed by a small familiar face.

The rabbit dragged the knife that Guo Dong had left in the room and walked laboriously in the corridor. Seeing Guo Dong sitting on the sofa at the bottom of the corridor, it slowly turned its head, and its ruby ​​eyes emitted a red light that was darker than usual.

The light was a little cold, as if it was stained with blood.

Looking at the rabbit, Guo Dong lowered his head and looked at the rabbit sitting on his legs.

The little rabbit also saw the rabbit, looking up at Guo Dong.

In the corridor, the rabbit dragged the long knife and shook its body, stepping down the stairs one foot at a time, and walked towards Guo Dong.

Its legs were too short, so it could only take one step at a time.

One step, two steps, and it came to Guo Dong's legs. The rabbit raised its head in a weird posture, its mouth corners raised, and its face, which was cruelly dismembered and crudely stitched, was strangely excited and cruel.