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Chapter 130 The Shadow of Suffocation

"I remember now, that apartment building, it's that apartment building..."

"Legend has it that all the recent deaths on 13th Street... are somehow connected to that apartment building..."

"In the very beginning, the first deaths started in that Ping An Apartment building. The last time the community invited a Taoist priest to perform a ritual, it was in that apartment building..."

I looked in the direction that person was pointing.

Through the dim light and the sparse branches of the trees, a dark gray building could be vaguely seen in the distance.

Ping An Apartment?

Could this be the source of the strange events on 13th Street?

After learning this information, Erin turned to look at the person and asked gently, "Anything else?"

"...That's all, sob sob, we were just some small-time thugs that even gangs wouldn't look at, that's all I know..."

Erin nodded upon hearing this: "In that case, I won't disturb your good time!"

With that, Erin snapped his fingers, directly mobilizing the power of his mind, instantly igniting all the desires within the blond-haired man.

Then he put away his gun and walked towards another group of thugs.

After Erin left.

The blond-haired man who was still standing, his eyes bloodshot, walked heavily toward his companion who was still groaning on the ground.

"Don't come any closer..."

Not long after, a mournful wail echoed through the alley.

Meanwhile, in another alley, Erin was using the same method to extract information from a group of thugs.

When the third round of screams rang out.

The remaining thugs in the alleys of 13th Street seemed to have received a signal.

One by one, they fled in a panic from the alleyways where they usually passed the time and made a little money, disappearing completely within minutes.

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The blond guy didn't deceive Erin.

The other thugs shared similar accounts of the strange incident that occurred on 13th Street.

Although they didn't know the truth about this strange incident, they all believed that it was all related to the Ping An Apartment building.

Walking under the dim lights on the uneven sidewalk for several hundred meters, Erin finally saw the "Peaceful Apartment" that the thugs had mentioned.

The streetlights around Ping An Apartment were turned off for some unknown reason.

The night around the five-story apartment building was like a thick black silk ribbon, and a flock of crows circled and flew around the rooftop.

The apartment building has only one entrance, a large, rusty iron gate with a brand-new padlock hanging on it.

"The front door is so dilapidated, but the lock is quite new. Wait, what's this?"

There was a piece of white paper pasted next to the iron gate. Erin initially thought it was something like a small penis, but upon closer inspection, he discovered it was a "No Entry" sign.

After glancing at the "No Entry" sign, Erin's eyes, which had already deepened and entered a state of spiritual vision, stared intently at the Peace Apartment building in front of him.

In my spiritual vision, the dilapidated apartment was filled with a deathly aura and an intense, suffocating sense of despair.

This wisp of despair, almost coalescing into a rope, must have been accumulated bit by bit over the years by countless people in this apartment building who had lost all hope in life.

This aura of despair was so immense that it was almost coalescing into a physical form.

Staying in such an environment for too long can slowly bind even the most positive and optimistic people with despair, causing them to gradually lose hope in life.

"The 'Peaceful Apartment' is anything but peaceful!"

Erin looked at the building and took a deep breath.

Although entering such an apartment building in the middle of the night seemed somewhat ominous, Erin had no intention of changing her mind.

Because just as we approached the apartment building.

Erin then received a message from the scales of fate.

[Ding! A Level 2 Forbidden Item, 'Shadow of Suffocation,' has been detected developing within this building. It is strongly recommended that the host contain this Forbidden Item before it successfully develops. It is predicted that a large number of Destiny Points will be obtained after containing this Forbidden Item...]

After receiving the hint from the scales of fate, Erin realized that his previous guess was correct.

The strange events on 13th Street are indeed inextricably linked to taboo objects.

However, contrary to Erin's expectations, it seems to be a forbidden object that is being conceived.

of course.

Before it has fully developed.

This forbidden object has already caused such a huge riot and resulted in so many deaths, which is enough to show that this forbidden object is not simple.

"Level 2 forbidden item, this seems to be a new term. Hmm, if this forbidden item 'Shadow of Suffocation' is successfully created, it seems to be much more powerful than the forbidden item 'Moonlight DJ' from Morning Star Bar."

The taboo item "Moonlight DJ" at Morning Star Bar killed hundreds of people in just a few days.

It's unknown how many deaths will result after this Level 2 forbidden item, "Shadow of Suffocation," is successfully created.

Thinking of this, Erin took a deep breath, flipped his wrist, and a thin wire appeared at his fingertips.

Inserting the wire into the keyhole of the padlock and skillfully manipulating it a few times, the brand-new padlock clicked open.

After removing the large padlock, Erin pulled hard and opened the apartment door.

"Whoosh..."

The moment the heavy iron gate was opened, a stench of foul air, faintly mixed with the smell of decay, rushed out.

Like those long-abandoned buildings, this apartment building was filled with an atmosphere of decay and decay.

But according to those thugs...

Just two weeks ago, this building, called "Ping An Apartment," still had quite a few residents.

If it weren't for that bizarre incident that spread throughout Chinatown, causing the local Chinese council members to turn pale and order the complete eviction of the apartment building, it would have been a different story.

maybe.

There are still quite a few people living in this Ping An Apartment building right now.

How could such an apartment building become so dilapidated in just a few days?

Before Erin could think about the problem carefully...

Sudden.

With a "thump".

A figure exuding a strong stench of decay fell instantly from above Erin's head.

Pu looked up and saw a pale, eerie face lunging toward him.

The eerie, long tongue, drooping almost to its chest, secreted an unknown black viscous fluid. Its cold, stiff face was neither smiling nor crying, and its protruding eyes were filled with despair for the world.

A brief glance was enough to send a suffocating wave of despair through Erin's heart.

(It has been revised.)

(End of this chapter)