Excessive ferocity due to caution

Everyone stared in utter shock at Feng Chang, who was still frantically operating the computer.

His neck was dropping lower and lower, as if it were about to crush his spine.

crunch--

A sickening writhing sound came from the connection between Feng Chang's neck and spine.

With a flicker of light, Feng Chang seemed to return to normal.

He turned his face to the side with a strange expression.

A sense of bewilderment mingled with a hint of confusion.

hoarse voice.

"team leader……"

"I feel so awful..."

"I feel like I can't breathe..."

Zhang Dapao, pipe in mouth, stood frozen in place for a moment before tentatively asking:

"Who are you?"

Feng Chang's eyes widened slightly, his voice becoming increasingly subdued:

"I...I am Feng Chang!"

"What's wrong with you guys? Why are you so far away from me!"

Seeing Zhang Dapao walking towards Feng Chang, Duan Chao, who was by the window, immediately shouted:

"He is not Feng Chang!"

"He's a ghost!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dapao's barely mustered courage vanished once more.

Feng Chang's neck began to bend downwards again.

The process was extremely difficult.

The terrifying cracking sound of bones sent chills down the spines of everyone in the room!

"Duan Chao... what nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not a ghost!"

"I am Feng Chang!"

"I...I feel so bad, I can't breathe..."

"Please... help me..."

Feng Chang reached out to Zhang Dapao, his eyes bulging outwards as if they might pop out at any moment!

His appearance is so distorted that no one would believe he is alive.

Zhang Dapao was covered in sweat, looking at Feng Chang who was pleading for help, his heart filled with extreme conflict.

To save... or not to save?

"Well……"

Inhuman sounds emanated from Feng Chang's mouth.

It's like a machine that's been neglected for years.

His face showed extreme pain and had turned purplish-black.

"Team, Captain..."

The despair in Feng Chang's eyes was almost overflowing.

The moment their eyes met, Zhang Dapao suddenly remembered that this bespectacled man, who wasn't very brave but was quite reliable, had once risked his life to save him.

"Hold!!"

At the critical moment, Zhang Dapao's face hardened, and he took a sudden step forward, arriving next to the bespectacled man. He hooked his hands under the bespectacled man's chin and lifted him up, trying to twist his neck back!

However, he felt an irresistible force on Feng Chang's chin!

"Hang in there!!"

Zhang Dapao gritted his teeth and used all his strength, but he still couldn't stop Feng Chang's neck from pressing down!

At the critical moment, he suddenly remembered something, let go of one hand, hurriedly took out a copper bowl from his pocket, and smashed it hard against the wall!

thump—

A deep, muffled Buddhist chant came from the bowl.

The next moment, Feng Chang's neck suddenly lost the support of the strange power and returned to normal.

"Cough cough..."

He clutched his neck, coughing violently and gasping for breath.

Behind him, Zhang Dapao slumped onto the bed, his hands trembling as he held the bronze bowl, his whole body soaked in sweat.

"Thank you, Captain."

Feng Chang said gratefully.

"The window... can be opened now."

Duan Chao, who was standing next to the window, pushed it open.

A cold wind blew in from outside, accompanied by the faint starlight.

The doorway was opened by Zhang Xinzhi.

The demon's power has vanished.

Holy crap!

"Why didn't you use something this powerful sooner?!"

Zhang Xinzhi cursed at Zhang Dapao, who was slumped on the bed.

The latter gave a wry smile.

When the bowl was opened with both hands, it shattered into several pieces.

This scene left the seven people in the room speechless.

"This thing was originally a tool I used to save my life..."

He sighed.

Currently, Zhang Dapao's side has 3 people left, while Zhang Xinzhi's side only has 4 people left.

Liu Ganzi ran the fastest just now, and no one knows where he has slipped away to.

"This place is not safe, let's leave quickly!"

Zhang Xinzhi looked at the shattered bronze bowl on the ground with a grim expression.

Zhang Dapao, on the other hand, had fallen into despair.

He sat on the bed, smoking incessantly.

"Isn't it all the same wherever you go?"

"This evil spirit is more powerful than we imagined, and there's more than one of them."

"We have no way out..."

Zhang Xinzhi's face was cold and gloomy.

"If you won't leave, I will!"

"I'm not going to stay here and wait to die with you!"

After saying that, he pushed open the door and left.

In Zhang Xinzhi's eyes, knowing that she might be attacked by evil spirits, yet still staying in a closed little room, was simply courting death!

He was completely disillusioned with this group.

Duan Chao looked at the silent crowd, took a deep breath, and surprisingly refrained from making any sarcastic remarks.

"Go out first, Captain."

"No matter what...open spaces are always safer than enclosed spaces, aren't they?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dapao slowly raised his head and looked at Duan Chao with some disbelief. He thought to himself that this guy, who always liked to be sarcastic and kick someone when they were down, would actually stand up and offer some serious advice at a time like this.

After a moment of silence, he nodded.

Everyone climbed out of the window.

After they had gone far away, a terrifying dark figure suddenly appeared in the room.

I stood quietly by the window, watching them disappear into the distance...

...

Ring ring—

On the empty street, the crowd, who were wandering aimlessly like zombies, suddenly heard a piercing telephone ring.

The group searched for a while.

It turned out to be Feng Chang, the man with glasses.

He glanced at the caller ID and saw it was an unfamiliar number. Somewhat puzzled, he answered the call.

"Feed?"

There was a silence of about three seconds on the other end of the phone, then a familiar voice came through:

"Do you want to live?"

Feng Chang was stunned for a moment:

"you……"

The other party interrupted him:

"If you want to live, bring your people and come to 328 Neon Street right now. I'll be waiting for you at the bar (a place where you only drink)."

"I'll only wait 10 minutes for you, so hurry up."

After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.

Seeing Feng Chang's blank and confused expression, Zhang Dapao immediately asked what had happened.

Feng Chang recounted the contents of the phone call in detail.

"...That's roughly how it is."

"Oh, right, the person who made the phone call... seems to be the guy who left the team at the beginning."

"I think his name is... Zhao Yi."

P.S.: Third update.

There might not be a fourth update. I'd like to say goodnight to everyone. If there isn't one before 11 PM, then there isn't one.