C15 Hanging Evil Spirit

The voice control light was on on on the fifth floor, and when we reached the fourth floor, I said to Manager Qian, "Look at me, do as I say."

When he gave me the signal to nod, I unscrewed the plastic bottle of garlic juice and popped it into my mouth. I choked to death but did not dare to vomit, quietly walked to the fifth floor, now I can clearly hear Monica's hair is screaming.

At the same time, my instincts told me that there was something very dangerous in the staircase.

Because I was wearing clothes, and it was summer, but I felt cold all over. It was just like how a person who had just finished a quarrel could feel the rage within the other party even without looking at him.

I felt a murderous aura in the building, and I closed my eyes. He imagined his skin and hair turning into a signal receiver, receiving the boundless killing intent in the air, attempting to roughly pinpoint the location.

Suddenly, I seemed to be able to sense where the thing was, though I couldn't see it. I immediately spat the water in my mouth, and the Manager Qian immediately followed. I'm sure we hit something, because the water in the garlic juice didn't fall all the way to the wall or to the floor as it normally would. Instead, a small half of the "zizz" sound disappeared, as if vaporized by an invisible hot iron plate in the air.

Maybe the concentration of garlic juice was not enough, maybe the Elder Bai had added other ingredients to the water bottle, or maybe the "it" in front of him was more powerful.

Anyway, our first attack didn't hurt it, but it angered it!

I felt a sudden gust of wind in the air. No, a wave of air.

Like a completely transparent hand, the sound of a slap sent me tumbling down the stairs. He rolled to the corner of the stairs and stopped. Just as he was about to stand up, he felt a shadow move before him. The Manager Qian was thrown down like a pillow, smashing heavily on my body. I fell back and hit my head on the iron balustrade of the stairs. It was so powerful that I could hear the vibrations of the handrails moving up and down the other floors. The sound control lights on the other floors were turned on, too, and I shook my head a couple of times to get the dizziness out of the way. I wanted to get up.

But my legs were weak and there was a wave of nausea, and I knew it was a concussion.

The concussion wouldn't have killed me, but it would have rendered me incapable of resisting and turned me into a steamed or roasted fish.

I knew perfectly well that after the grenade, the enemy charge and fire would follow. I clenched my teeth and slapped myself hard in the face. Taking advantage of the soberness of the slaps, I helped myself to my feet.

Manager Qian bumped into me, so his injuries weren't considered heavy. At this moment, he stood up and held onto a water bottle, preparing to drink. I lowered my head to look at my own bottle. I had already sprinkled less than half of it, but fortunately Manager Qian had dropped it from the sky.

Just as we were about to stand up and find the invisible thing and spray garlic juice, it suddenly showed itself. Originally, my head was hit, which caused my eyes to focus, and that thing changed very quickly. So the feeling I got was' flash '.

It looked like a human being at the moment, not very tall but with the head at the same level as mine. Because its legs were suspended in the air, Manager Qian suddenly said to me, "Monkey, you're right. Newton's three laws are not applicable to this thing. At the very least, gravity has no effect."

"It's not too late to talk about physics later." Just as I was about to attack again, that thing took the lead. He suddenly stretched out his hand, pushing me and Manager Qian heavily against the wall.

The plastic bottles in their hands fell to the ground due to the impact, and the things they used were as fast as ghosts. Oh, that's not right. It's speed like a ghost. My hands were around our necks, and I was struggling to break his wrists with a grab, but it didn't seem to have any joints.

I hit him in the face with a couple of heavy, hard punches, and his head didn't budge. I tried to pry his hand away, but I couldn't break a single finger with all my strength.

Or it didn't have any fingers at all. I just felt my neck wrapped in an iron ring that was getting tighter and tighter. In a few seconds, I felt the lack of oxygen in my brain caused by the blood flow, and my vision went black.

Just when I was about to die, I suddenly heard the sound of Manager Qian throwing his watch on the ground. I looked towards the source of the sound. It turned out that he had picked up the water bottle on the ground at an unknown time. The water bottle had formed a angle of 60 degrees from the ground, looking like a cannon that was ready to fire. Without time to think, I raised my foot and stamped it down. The water bottle I stepped on squeezed the rest of the water up into the air like a water gun, just enough to spray something that was squeezing our necks vigorously, though it didn't or didn't make a sound I didn't hear. But I could tell from its expression that it was in pain from the garlic juice because it let go with a grimace.

It was good that the pain had an effect, I thought. I jumped out the moment it let go. Under the threat of death, my movements were so quick that even I was startled by it.

I grabbed another bottle of water and poured the rest of the bottle onto its head. After being watered by me, the thing spun around twice on the spot. At the same time, it turned lighter and lighter. With a 'swoosh' sound, it flew out of the window in the corridor like a gale.

The Manager Qian and I did not speak. He leaned against the wall while I supported myself with the stairs. Both of them were panting heavily. He had never realized that breathing air was so comfortable. In the future, he would take a few hundred deep breaths every day. In any case, the air was still free.

"Is it gone?" Manager Qian asked me after catching his breath with great difficulty.

"Yes, we hurt it. Let's go." When I said this, I thanked Elder Bai thousands of times in my heart.

"I'm sorry to drag you into the water," Manager Qian said somewhat guiltily.

What are you talking about? Who told me to be a brother? It was a matter of my daughter-in-law. Can I just watch without doing anything? " "The danger was over, but I felt a surge of fear and had to make a few jokes to ease my mind.

Just as I was speaking, I suddenly heard light footsteps coming from above the stairs. My heart leaped to my throat! Lift your head and look...