Six Hundred and Thirty-Seven, You Must Die

Later, more and more people came to the first floor to pick up food, and the lobby on the first floor became more and more lively. When everyone first came down, they all looked cautious. After they came down, they felt as if they were in heaven. No one has seen the weird woman girl and little girl anymore. {щww{suimеng][lā}

Jing Xuan and the first group of people who came down gradually forgot the weird scene they saw.

After a long time of happiness, human beings get a little carried away. Some people took food and chased them to the hall. Everyone was playing with each other, and they were about to start carnival again...

Suddenly, a person rushed out from the elevator on the first floor, covered in blood, and stumbled into the crowd. The crowd was in an uproar, and the person shouted:

"Chen Chaofa, Chen Chaofa, you must die!!!"

Then he convulsed and fell to the ground, dead among the crowd.

Jingxuan and the others were still eating and dancing in the lobby. When they turned their heads, they looked through the uproarious crowd and looked at the unclosed elevator. The elevator was resplendent and made of golden metal materials. , looks extraordinarily graceful and luxurious.

But now, the elevator is full of bloody handprints, and a large pool of red blood on the ground is like an alarm bell, hanging high above everyone's head.

In the quaint tea room, An Ran hugged the doll who was tired from playing, glanced at Little Mint, frowned, and said, "Chen Chaofa started killing people, but I still don't know what he looks like."

Little Mint was ignorant, like a puppet, she had zero communication with An Ran, she had absolutely no interest in Chen Chaofa, who killed anyone, if An Ran asked her to kill someone, she might react.

An Ran felt bored, and thought about calling Heng Heng to come over and let him accompany Little Mint, maybe Little Mint would talk more, but thinking that Heng Heng had been following Yun Tao to help, so she gave up.

After a long time, among the terrified crowd, the golden elevator full of blood closed and closed, and a few people came out of it, and everyone saw that none of them were Chen Chaofa. stand up.

An Ran, who was sitting in the tea room, listened a few times, saying that the person who was killed was the head of a certain regiment, who was in the monitoring room and said that he wanted to send someone to intercept Zhan Lian and Luo Feifan, but ran away as soon as he went out. A certain head.

Then some courageous people went to look at the floor where the head of the group lived. Everyone in the other rooms was fine, but in the room of the head of the group, it was as if they had been washed in blood. His wife and children lived in the same room as the head of the group, and all of them died in the room, and no one was spared.

An Ran frowned, feeling strange that her plants were all over the corridors of this hotel, except for some corners and hotel rooms, which she did not enter, any corner of this hotel was under An Ran's control , a hotel room was washed with blood, and she didn't realize it at all...

Did she not pay attention, or did Chen Chaofa hide it too well? After all, there are many rooms in this rich man, and the people are messy, so it is normal that there are pictures that she can't notice.

In the tea room with palace lanterns on, there were many partitions, An Ran clenched her fists a little tiredly, and tapped her forehead lightly, now all the people on her side went to Fatty's side to help build a new den, Zhan Lian was also She drove away, leaving her, the doll, and Little Mint here.

There is simply not enough manpower.