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"You can do it if you grit your teeth." Su Qi showed his white teeth and smiled sincerely.
The tentacle man was in tears and could only stretch out his two tentacles to continuously secrete toxins.
One minute later.
"One tenth of it, I can't do it anymore."
"Keep holding on."
five minutes later.
"It's one-third of the way there. I'm really going to die."
"Men can't say no."
Under Su Qi's urging, the toxin in the jar increased, and finally remained at one half.
The tentacle man's face turned pale and he collapsed to the ground, looking like he had lost a lot of weight.
Su Qi held the jar with satisfaction and opened the door.
He turned around and said, "By the way, let me remind you of something. Come out ten minutes later at dinner time tomorrow."
"I need to discuss something with these neighbors."
The tentacle man stared blankly at Su Qi's smile.
He had no idea what the other party was going to do, but his intuition told him that something big was going to happen tomorrow.
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Day two.
The administrator dragged his heavy body out from the door on the third floor and his footsteps landed slowly on the ground.
The dimly lit corridor made it feel soothing.
In this apartment, it is an existence that all residents fear, and no one dares to disobey the rules posted on the apartment notice.
No one knows its true appearance.
Now it has to go downstairs to cook, turn the ingredients into food, and then pick out some things it needs.
Just as the administrator walked down the spiral staircase on the second floor.
Door number five opened a crack, and then a figure walked out of the room.
This figure was Su Qi.
He looked at the end of the dark corridor, sniffed the lingering scent in the air, and walked towards the third floor without looking back.
Su Qi wanted to take advantage of the time when it was cooking to take a closer look at the third floor.
Time is very tight, only ten minutes at most.
Su Qi came to the stairs. The third floor was an attic, which was now locked tightly with thick chains.
“Although there is no key, but”
Su Qi saw a [?], which said [Insert a thin wire and rotate it three times clockwise, up and down, left and right, to open it]
In ten seconds.
There was a clicking sound from the iron lock, and the chain was obviously loose.
Su Qi slowly pushed open the door, holding a butcher knife and a clock in his hands, ready to guard against danger at any time.
But the next moment.
The expected danger and terror did not occur.
Su Qi frowned and looked into the attic, as if he saw an incredible scene.
He stood in the attic, his eyes flickering and then gradually calming down:
"If this is the truth, I can only say that in a seemingly crazy world, even this little bit of warmth is crazy."
This is a pink little house without any darkness or horror.
The room is filled with cute dolls and girls' dresses.
There are photo frames on the table.
The photo inlaid in the frame is of a beautiful little porcelain doll girl holding her father's hand and smiling sweetly.
but now.
The girl's body was lying in the cradle, and except for her head, the rest of her body was made up of other strange body parts.
Chapter 13 The Administrator's True Identity
The bell rings.
The administrator had already prepared the meal and was moving in the corridor with heavy steps.
Wait until one minute after the sound of its footsteps disappears.
The doors of the rooms opened one after another, and the man with the lump and the woman with the slit walked towards the first floor.
The tentacle man's door was closed, but he listened to Su Qi and stayed in the room obediently.
And about another minute later.
The door of room number six was opened, and the corpse man, wearing a thick black robe, slowly walked out of the room.
When it walked out, its eyes trembled slightly. It saw Su Qi leaning against the corridor, as if waiting for something.
Waiting for the tentacle guy across the street?
The corpse man looked calm. These two people were very weak, so it was normal for them to stick together. It was a smart choice, but it was of no use in the face of so many dangerous and strange things.
Soon, we should see other people attacking the new resident.
This has nothing to do with me.
Anyway, the residents in the apartment will be constantly changing, and it is happy to see these people fighting. It’s a pity that it doesn’t know that one of the residents, the bandaged man, is gone.
Su Qi placed the butcher knife on the lining, looked at his physical strength which had been fully recovered after a day's rest, and then stood up and moved.
"I hate all kinds of twists and turns. I like simple and crude things the most."
"Next, it's time to have a good chat with these neighbors."
The tentacle man sat nervously beside his bed. He looked at the door from time to time, wanting to get up and go out to see what was going on. But when he thought of Su Qi's advice yesterday, he sat down again worriedly.
"He said yesterday he wanted to talk to the neighbors."
"But those guys are a bunch of crazy, scary weirdos. How can they talk to him calmly?"
As someone who has lived here for a while.
The tentacle man had the same idea as Su Qi. He actually gave some of his valuable things to other residents.
Although it's of no use.
But fortunately, that group of monsters didn't look down on little ants like me.
What's the situation outside now?
The tentacle man looked towards the door. Because the partition between the second and first floors was very thick, plus there was a spiral staircase, no sound could be heard.
Five minutes have passed now and I don’t know what’s going on now.
"He couldn't have been killed."
The tentacle man actually had some guesses. Although he was timid and had no strength, he could see that Su Qi was not an ordinary resident and he was very courageous.
But courage cannot be eaten.
Ten minutes finally passed slowly.
The tentacle man stood up and slowly opened the door. The corridor was still dark.
He walked cautiously toward the spiral staircase.
But my mind was already starting to get nervous and full of random thoughts.
Maybe the next scene you see will be the man with the lump, the dead body, the man with the bandage, and the woman with the slit sitting at the dinner table, holding knives and forks in their hands, cutting the Suqi on the table.
The tentacle man leaned down and stuck his head out from the sandalwood stairs, holding his breath.
Then he saw an unbelievable scene.
The entire first floor hall looked as if it had just experienced an explosion. Both the carpet and the surrounding walls were charred black. As for the dining table in the middle, it had already been shattered into pieces, with wood chips flying everywhere.
And now in an open space.
There were three figures lying there.
The lumpy man was covered in blood, his butt hanging on the wall lamp, but at least he looked weird and was still breathing.
The gap-mouthed woman had lost all her teeth, her hair was disheveled, and she looked extremely miserable. One of her arms was blown away like a rag doll.
The last corpse was scattered here and there.
And as if this was not safe enough, they were tied up tightly with white bandages, unable even to struggle.
The tentacle man stood there dumbfounded.
How could this happen, where is Suqi?
At this moment, footsteps were heard slowly, and Su Qi walked out of the kitchen. He was holding a rag in his hand and wiping the blood off his hands.
"Don't stand there, come down."
Don’t use a normal, calm tone like when you ask me to come down for dinner!
The tentacle man didn't know how he got to the first floor. He only felt that the scarlet gazes of the three men were always stabbing him like knives.
He was trembling with fear, wanting to cry but unable to: "What on earth happened here?"
"Nothing, just some food laced with toxins, plus a hissing noise that triggered all the pollutants in the apartment, plus a small ball of thunder."
The tentacle man didn't understand, but was greatly shocked.
What happened in the last ten minutes?